PotterCrazed31292 - oh come on no one really wanted him. It was a longer chapter, you gotta admit…though there was a lot of twaddle at the beginning. Rather like now!
Narcissa was sulking in the kitchen when she heard a scream upstairs. She frowned. It was the Riddle girl. Callie was her best friend, but she did NOT like her daughter. Not only did she distract Draco, but she gave the Dark Lord a reason to use him.
In the next room, there was the sound of someone Apparating. Narcissa's frown deepened, and went to find out who it was, only to find it was her sister Bella, looking delighted with herself.
"Did you hear about Callidora?" Bella's eyes sparkled mischievously.
"What? No, I-"
"Oh, it's the most delicious gossip. She was a Ravenclaw!"
This took a minute for Narcissa to comprehend. "W-what?"
Bellatrix giggled like a little girl, clapping her hands together. "Yes, I know, isn't it fabulous?" she twirled round, then stopped short. "Is-is he here?" she whispered, excitedly.
Narcissa looked confused, then it dawned on her, the reason her sister was so happy. She had always been in love with Voldemort, despite being married. She had always thought she was his favourite, his close friend, but Narcissa knew she was wrong. She herself had never been much of a follower, she just liked to sit back and watch her husband get on with it, but now Draco was involved she didn't like it one bit.
"Bella, you've got to stop this, he doesn't think of you that way, you're being stupid!"
Bella grabbed her by the arm. "No, sis, you've gotta see, I think he does, he must do, think of all I've done for him. Anyway, now Callidora's out of the way, he's free for me!"
"No, Bellatrix, YOU'VE got to see. The Dark Lord does not take on wives, he works alone."
"He was married though-"
"BEFORE he turned into the Dark Lord! Their relationship has been dead for years, I'm her best friend, I know."
"A best friend who didn't even know she was in Ravenclaw?"
Narcissa opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
"Exactly." smirked Bella. "She kept it hidden even from her husband… think how angry he was when he found out? Well, I have some more news on her that I think he'd like to hear" she smiled cruelly and started upstairs.
"Bella!" Narcissa screeched, and grabbed her sister, pulling her back. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Bella's eyes blazed as she swung round and slapped her sister, only to receive one back even harder. Narcissa grabbed her by the neck of her robes.
"Listen, Bella, if you dare try and ruin my best friend's life even more, you'll have me to deal with. Get your head together, if you go after the Dark Lord, you'll get yourself killed."
"My dear, dear sister. Still calling her your best friend? Bet she hasn't told you anything about her life before the Dark Lord. Nope, I didn't think so."
Bella stalked upstairs, leaving Narcissa upset and confused. Then Callie herself Apparated into the room, looking as desperate as Narcissa had been when she stormed into Callie's house.
"Where's Charlie, where is she? I need to talk to her, I can't leave things like this."
Narcissa just looked at her friend. "What haven't you told me Callie?"
Callie looked at her incredulously, and opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly there was a shout from above. Bella and Charlie came scrambling down the stairs in a frantic rush.
"Narcissa, you have to know, it wasn't me, I didn't, I mean, I just found them-" Bella spoke hurriedly, crying, then looked terrified as Voldemort glided slowly down the stairs, levitating Draco's body in front of him.
"MY BABY! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Narcissa screamed, and forgetting herself caught Draco's body in her arms, sobbing. "YOU EVIL, EVIL BASTARD, WHY, WHY?"
Several things then happened at once. Bella ran from the room, and out of the house, torn over her sister and the master she loved. Voldemort, obviously not taking this abuse from a follower raised his wand in attack. Callie, knowing exactly what he would do, grabbed his free wrist, and Charlie's, and Disapparated home with them.
Narcissa sobbed over her son's dead body, knowing she had lost everything. She cried way into the night, until she finally stood up, and vowed to avenge her son. Nothing mattered to her anymore, nothing but revenge.
She went to find her sister.
Back at their remote house, Callie Apparated with her family.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Callidora she was mine!"
"What, you expected me to stand back and watch you kill my best friend? I don't think so!"
"Quiet, I don't want to hear this from a filthy Ravenclaw!"
"Oh right, yeah, I was waiting for you to start going on about that, over using the word filthy as per usual."
"You have absolutely NO respect for my power, and one day you'll severely regret that Callidora."
"You think you could get me? Ha! Being a Ravenclaw means I'm more powerful than you or any Slytherin could have dreamed. I just don't choose to use it in the same way as you."
"Is that right? How come, whenever I tried to find you in Hogwarts listings for a few years before my time, you were never there? I know exactly how use your power, Callidora. You made yourself immortal. I had to restrain myself from asking how all those years, but you would never tell me, would you? 174 years old, you are. And yet you stand before me as young as anything. And you have a go at me for splitting my soul. Your just as bad as me."
Callie didn't know what to say. It was true. Charlie, who had been standing there the whole time, spoke up.
"Well, as much as I'd like to watch you two bicker like normal 'parents'…I'm gonna go out."
They immediately rounded on her.
"Oh no you don't young lady-"
"You're not going anywhere-"
"I haven't finished talking to you-"
"Not until I hear everything-"
"SHUT UP! Look, shut up, I'm sick of it, I'm sick of the fighting, I'm sick of having to creep around my evil father and not being able to hold a conversation with my mother, you two are pathetic, sort yourselves out before you have a go at me."
And she Disapparated.
Voldemort started to go after her, but Callie held him back.
"No, she's right, look at us, this is stupid."
He stood there, looking at her incredulously, not quite believing that he was stuck in the middle of a domestic fight. "I'm Voldemort!"