Chapter Five: Of Water and Death
The cold damp stone felt nice against Narcissa's bare feet as she walked across the prefect's bathroom clothed only in a white fluffy towel. The air was steamy and warm leaving light streaks of dew across her porcelain face. Slowly she moved up to the side of the huge tub and stared down at her reflection in the rippling water.
A tear-streaked face framed a pair of red eyes. Limp blonde hair hung across that. Narcissa brought up a trembling frail hand and tucked the hair behind her ear. As she stared at herself a stream of fresh tears rained down into the tub blurring the image of her pain filled face.
Still crying she knelt down and let her hand glide across the surface running right through her face.
"Someone had to wipe you away," Narcissa choked, spilling forth a whole new wave of torrential tears.
"Oh Lucius... why?!"" she screamed to the air around her.
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"I love you Greg," Lucius had whispered, those soft lips that had caressed Narcissa's face pressing against that boy's.
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Narcissa undid the towel and let it fall in a pool around her ankles. The humid air clung to her bare body bringing the skin to a rosy blush.
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"I love you too Lucius," that fag had whispered, his hand smoothly rubbing Lucius' side.
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Narcissa sat down at the edge of the bath letting her slender legs slip beneath its depths.
"Do I mean anything to you Lucius?" She muttered caressing her thighs. "Was there ever an us or was there just a me? A pathetic girl standing on the brink all alone and delusional."
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"Lucius," she had said softly as the two boys kissed. Lucius pulled away and when he saw her he just smiled.
"Cissa, how's it going?" He pulled away from Greg and straightened out the shirt that had just had another boy's hand shoved up it.
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Narcissa braced her quivering hands on the tub's rim and slowly lowered her naked body into the water. It rose up around her and cuddled her lovingly in its moist arms.
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"I'm good," she said, her voice catching in her throat. Salty tears threatened to flood her face. Trying to stay casual she leaned against the wall and crossed her arms, smirking at the two boys.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Narcissa broke through the water swimming to the center of the tub where it was the deepest. Her toes just scraped the stone bottom. Narcissa tilted her head back and wailed loudly. The sobs bounced off the walls and doubled back on Narcissa storming angrily into her ear.
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Lucius scratched his head nervously and stared over at Greg. "So what are you doing wandering around at this hour Cissa?"
"It's only seven Lucius," Narcissa snapped, the anger began to rise. "And I was looking for you. I thought we could go for a walk by the lake. The moon's almost full and it looks really pretty reflected in the lake." Her eyes began to water.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Slowly she began to lower her head into the water. Her fine pale golden hair floated around her as she drew in a breath and sunk beneath the surface. Time to end the pain.
Below the water everything seemed to change. The candles flickering in the bathroom above were now little stars glowing on the surface. Narcissa's usually pale skin was now a deathly white, which seemed appropriate for the occasion.
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"Narcissa, I'm sorry," Lucius ran over to her and grabbed her arms. "But I never loved you I thought I made that clear enough."
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"Never loved me," Narcissa thought to herself under the water. "Which is why I must do this. Without him I'm nothing. Without my light, my reason to shine, I'm a dead candle used and thrown away."
Narcissa couldn't cry in which would soon be her watery grave. The time for tears had faded away into the past, but for some reason the cause of the tears wouldn't.
Lucius regal face swam around her mind as everything began to burst. Her lungs were screaming for oxygen, she actually opened her mouth and let the bath water slip down her throat.
"I loved you Lucius," her mind reached out to the dimming image of him, as her body began to faint.
The pain was disappearing; slowly it was going with her consciousness. Lucius faded into his own grave, as Narcissa's body sank to the bottom of the bath.
"Love..."
"She's in here. Hurry it's perfectly horrid."
Light pushed through her eyelids making Narcissa open them. Her gasp was so loud she was shocked Dumbledore hadn't heard.
She was floating on the ceiling staring down into the bathroom like an innocent bystander.
The room was full teachers staring down into the water. A ghost was flitting about them making morbid remarks.
Narcissa floated down for a closer look and froze in the air where she was. Everyone was staring at the naked body of a girl floating back up in the water.
Albus Dumbledore, robes, beard and all, waded into the water and slowly turned the girl over. Everyone pressed in closer blocking Narcissa's view. Someone gasped and they all pulled back and Narcissa was staring down at her dead self.
Her face was pale and blue, with strings of golden hair sticking to it.
Everything rushed back to her. Lucius, the boy, no love... the pain, the betrayal, the humility. Suicide had been the only answer.
Narcissa's last thoughts came back to her. "Love will live on, my love for him will. Though this mortal body is dead my eternal love shall never fade. Good-bye Lucius."
Narcissa floated in closer as Dumbledore began to move out of the tub, a lifeless limp Narcissa hanging in his arms.
Narcissa reached out to touch her dead face. But as her ghostly being touched the face her eyelids fell open revealing ice blue eyes rimmed in red. Narcissa moved back. Those eyes were watching her. Those dead eyes were following her every move.
The dead body opened its mouth and one loud voice emanated from everyone present in the room.
"He never loved you."
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Narcissa Black sat up in bed panting and sweating all over. The room was dark and she could her the soft breaths of her sleeping companions.
Before she could comprehend what she had just dreamed everything slipped from her mind. Everything except that last part.
"He never loved you."
Narcissa felt tears sting her eyes as her body trembled. The details were lost but she could still feel the presence of it. Her body felt cold and clammy, She bundled up in her down comforter and slowly fell back to sleep, as everything just became a blur.
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A/N: Sorry about that chapter, I was a bit depressed at the moment I wrote this. I had just watched "Boys Don't Cry" and it was terribly sad.
Hope none of you were like scared I would actually kill her. Heheheheh... I guess it was just a glimpse into how Narcissa feels. Lower self esteem, worried that Lucius doesn't love her... the norm for teenagers.
The cold damp stone felt nice against Narcissa's bare feet as she walked across the prefect's bathroom clothed only in a white fluffy towel. The air was steamy and warm leaving light streaks of dew across her porcelain face. Slowly she moved up to the side of the huge tub and stared down at her reflection in the rippling water.
A tear-streaked face framed a pair of red eyes. Limp blonde hair hung across that. Narcissa brought up a trembling frail hand and tucked the hair behind her ear. As she stared at herself a stream of fresh tears rained down into the tub blurring the image of her pain filled face.
Still crying she knelt down and let her hand glide across the surface running right through her face.
"Someone had to wipe you away," Narcissa choked, spilling forth a whole new wave of torrential tears.
"Oh Lucius... why?!"" she screamed to the air around her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I love you Greg," Lucius had whispered, those soft lips that had caressed Narcissa's face pressing against that boy's.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Narcissa undid the towel and let it fall in a pool around her ankles. The humid air clung to her bare body bringing the skin to a rosy blush.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I love you too Lucius," that fag had whispered, his hand smoothly rubbing Lucius' side.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Narcissa sat down at the edge of the bath letting her slender legs slip beneath its depths.
"Do I mean anything to you Lucius?" She muttered caressing her thighs. "Was there ever an us or was there just a me? A pathetic girl standing on the brink all alone and delusional."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Lucius," she had said softly as the two boys kissed. Lucius pulled away and when he saw her he just smiled.
"Cissa, how's it going?" He pulled away from Greg and straightened out the shirt that had just had another boy's hand shoved up it.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Narcissa braced her quivering hands on the tub's rim and slowly lowered her naked body into the water. It rose up around her and cuddled her lovingly in its moist arms.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I'm good," she said, her voice catching in her throat. Salty tears threatened to flood her face. Trying to stay casual she leaned against the wall and crossed her arms, smirking at the two boys.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Narcissa broke through the water swimming to the center of the tub where it was the deepest. Her toes just scraped the stone bottom. Narcissa tilted her head back and wailed loudly. The sobs bounced off the walls and doubled back on Narcissa storming angrily into her ear.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lucius scratched his head nervously and stared over at Greg. "So what are you doing wandering around at this hour Cissa?"
"It's only seven Lucius," Narcissa snapped, the anger began to rise. "And I was looking for you. I thought we could go for a walk by the lake. The moon's almost full and it looks really pretty reflected in the lake." Her eyes began to water.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Slowly she began to lower her head into the water. Her fine pale golden hair floated around her as she drew in a breath and sunk beneath the surface. Time to end the pain.
Below the water everything seemed to change. The candles flickering in the bathroom above were now little stars glowing on the surface. Narcissa's usually pale skin was now a deathly white, which seemed appropriate for the occasion.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Narcissa, I'm sorry," Lucius ran over to her and grabbed her arms. "But I never loved you I thought I made that clear enough."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Never loved me," Narcissa thought to herself under the water. "Which is why I must do this. Without him I'm nothing. Without my light, my reason to shine, I'm a dead candle used and thrown away."
Narcissa couldn't cry in which would soon be her watery grave. The time for tears had faded away into the past, but for some reason the cause of the tears wouldn't.
Lucius regal face swam around her mind as everything began to burst. Her lungs were screaming for oxygen, she actually opened her mouth and let the bath water slip down her throat.
"I loved you Lucius," her mind reached out to the dimming image of him, as her body began to faint.
The pain was disappearing; slowly it was going with her consciousness. Lucius faded into his own grave, as Narcissa's body sank to the bottom of the bath.
"Love..."
"She's in here. Hurry it's perfectly horrid."
Light pushed through her eyelids making Narcissa open them. Her gasp was so loud she was shocked Dumbledore hadn't heard.
She was floating on the ceiling staring down into the bathroom like an innocent bystander.
The room was full teachers staring down into the water. A ghost was flitting about them making morbid remarks.
Narcissa floated down for a closer look and froze in the air where she was. Everyone was staring at the naked body of a girl floating back up in the water.
Albus Dumbledore, robes, beard and all, waded into the water and slowly turned the girl over. Everyone pressed in closer blocking Narcissa's view. Someone gasped and they all pulled back and Narcissa was staring down at her dead self.
Her face was pale and blue, with strings of golden hair sticking to it.
Everything rushed back to her. Lucius, the boy, no love... the pain, the betrayal, the humility. Suicide had been the only answer.
Narcissa's last thoughts came back to her. "Love will live on, my love for him will. Though this mortal body is dead my eternal love shall never fade. Good-bye Lucius."
Narcissa floated in closer as Dumbledore began to move out of the tub, a lifeless limp Narcissa hanging in his arms.
Narcissa reached out to touch her dead face. But as her ghostly being touched the face her eyelids fell open revealing ice blue eyes rimmed in red. Narcissa moved back. Those eyes were watching her. Those dead eyes were following her every move.
The dead body opened its mouth and one loud voice emanated from everyone present in the room.
"He never loved you."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Narcissa Black sat up in bed panting and sweating all over. The room was dark and she could her the soft breaths of her sleeping companions.
Before she could comprehend what she had just dreamed everything slipped from her mind. Everything except that last part.
"He never loved you."
Narcissa felt tears sting her eyes as her body trembled. The details were lost but she could still feel the presence of it. Her body felt cold and clammy, She bundled up in her down comforter and slowly fell back to sleep, as everything just became a blur.
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A/N: Sorry about that chapter, I was a bit depressed at the moment I wrote this. I had just watched "Boys Don't Cry" and it was terribly sad.
Hope none of you were like scared I would actually kill her. Heheheheh... I guess it was just a glimpse into how Narcissa feels. Lower self esteem, worried that Lucius doesn't love her... the norm for teenagers.
