All I can say is…GO ME!
Fury raged in Narcissa's heart as she waited for her former best friend to arrive. She stalked up and down the room, cursing at everything around her.
She had been to see Bella, who had delighted in telling her everything she knew about Callidora, and Narcissa had to admit, it was bad news. How she would use this information was another matter. She had sworn revenge and she was going to get it.
It taken some persuading on her part to prevent Bella from revealing what she knew to the Dark Lord, but seeing as her nephew ahd just been killed, Bella was willing to hold it in. owever, now she preferred to be alone, wailing over her lost love and knwoing she could never have him. Narcissa only hoped her sister had enough sense to stay put.
Callie arrived. She was bedraggled, having been up all night arguing with her husband. Dark bags shadowed her eyes, and their usual green fire had been dimmed. She walked wearily over to Narcissa, and gave a weak smile.
"God, I feel I'm doing nothing but Apparating lately. What did you want?"
Narcissa saw the friendly look on Callie's face, and for a moment regretted her decision, but then the thought of Draco's limp body hovering in the air brought the anger back.
"I know, Callie."
"Know? Know what?" Callie's eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"EVERYTHING! Everything about you, your age, your powers, your first husband…" Narcissa sneered, a cruel glint in her eyes.
Tears immediately sprang to Callie's eyes, and she pushed them back. "I don't understand…what?"
"Don't mess around with me, Callidora. Bella found out, and she told me everything."
Callie sighed, she always knew this day would come, but she ahd never been prepared for it. She rubbed her eyes, resignedly.
"So, what do you want…?"
"I want you to tell your beloved husband, and leave him, or I shall tell him."
Callie had not expected this. "W-what? You want me to- why are you doing this?" She thought Narcissa had been angry that she, Callie had never told her, she wasn't expecting blackmail.
"Because you and your wretched family need to be taught a lesson, and this information is just the thing to break you all apart."
Narcissa smirked at the hurt in Callie's expression. This way she could do seomthing for her sister and herself. Callie didn't deserve her friendship anymore.
"Cissy, …Cissy, …please, don't do this, we're friends, you and me, forever! Best friends. Don't forget that, Narcissa, all we've been through, remember the Italian Exchange?" (Note: ha, Ally, ha)
"None of that matters Callidora. Everything changed when your husband killed my son. You are nothing to me now. Make your decision. Now get out of my house."
Callie left, going straight to her house. Voldemort was there, playing with his wand as usual. He had set a few things in the room on fire, and was laughing about it.
Callie straightened herself up, looking at him. Could she do it? Could she leave him? He turned around and frowned when he saw her, but gave a wry smile. She couldn't. She loved him.
"What-why are you setting things on fire?" she rushed around, putting them out with jets of water/foam from her wand.
"Oh dear, oh dear, Black, life is not good. I've just found out that three more of my Horcruxes were destroyed. That's four, Callidora, four!
"Actually...it's five."
"Wha...ah crap! What am I going to do? I only have Nagini left. You must keep him safe, Callidora, please?" he got up and took her hands in his. "This is the last hing I'll ask of you, as my...wife, please?"
Callie sighed. It was typical of him to only plead with her when there was no one else around. Should Charlie walk in it would be a totally different circumstance.
Charlie walked in, smiling.
The Dark Lord immediately droppedCallie's hands, and stood tall in front of her.
"Hahem, so, wife, will you do what I ask?" he said threateningly. Callie gave him a hard stare, but would not start another argument while Charlie was in the room.
"Fine. Where is that damned snake."
"Excellent. She's around somewhere." Callie squealed, jumped onto a chair and looked around at the floor nervously.
"Is she on my leg, ewww I think I feel something on my leg!"
Charlie frowned."Who's Nagini?"
"Your father's pet snake. Tom, call him!"
"She's not a pet, she's the Dark Lord's helper snake. And you could call her if you could speak Parseltongue but oh! Wait! You're a Ravenclaw!" he smirked. "And don't call me Tom, Black."
"Then don't call me Black, Tom."
He snarled and said something in Parseltongue. At once Nagini slithered into the room, curling around Charlie's ankles, who squealed and jumped onto the chair with Callie. They teetered for a moment, then fell to the floor laughing. Voldemort raised an eyebrow, then looked away, hiding a smile. He shook his head.
"Women."
I LOVE this chapter!