NARCISSA
Bellatrix was strong, she was going to be okay? Right?
Narcissa kept trying to reassuring herself, over and over again.
Her sister was her world. The apple of her eye. She had to be okay.
Bellatrix was her saviour.
She tried so hard to persuade herself that Bellatrix was going to be okay. All her work went in vain.
Her eyes pooled up with tears and she looked down at a sleeping Bellatrix
She'd known all along, that something was wrong, Bella wasn't the type of person who would randomly decide to disappear without telling anyone.
Narcissa had worried herself sick, thinking about the infinite possibilities, even voicing out a few of her suspicions to a barely listening Andromeda.
She was sick of being treated like a kid. No one ever listened to her.
Being the youngest of the lot was never fun, no one seemed to understand her.
Except Bellatrix.
Bellatrix poked fun of her younger sisters, pulled their hair and would obnoxiously laugh at their annoyance. But never in a million years would she hurt them, or let anyone hurt them for that matter of fact.
Narcissa was grateful.
Grateful for her eldest sisters mere existence.
Who would do this to Bellatrix? She pondered over and over.
Rodolphus LeStrange?
She recollected how she had been suspicious of the two of them, sneaking away from the ball to Bellatrix's room.
No. No Way. He would never.
He couldn't have, his family were the first to leave the ball and Bellatrix disappeared an hour later.
Either way she was certain that Rodolphus wouldn't have had anything to do with it. The meagre thought of him having something to do with it made her stomach churn.
She'd known the boy for as long as she could remember. Having seen him a numerous times at various pure-blood shindigs. Rodolphus was the only boy Narcissa knew of who wasn't intimidated by Bella.
Narcissa knew that Bella had a soft spot for him and vice-versa. Both of them were stubborn and would plainly deny it .Narcissa smiled when she remembered confronting her oldest sister about it, as powerful as a witch Bella was, her acting skills were just terrible.
It wasn't a while before the pair had gotten together.
Christmas Break 1965. Bellatrix looked unusually calm on the train back home, barely paying attention to Lucius Malfoy and Rabastan LeStrange arguing about who the best Quidditch player was, a debate Bellatrix in particular would have taken much interest in. Yet she paid no heed to the ongoing events and simply stared out of the window with a faint smile plastered on her face.
Narcissa was glee-ridden when she found out, and was even happier when Bellatrix told her that she would be the first one to know, other than Rodolphus and herself. Random flashes of her laughing and hugging Bellatrix came back to her, oblivious to her older sisters umbrage at the time she remembered muttering the words "I KNEW IT!" under her breath with in a slightly victorious tone, as though she had been waiting forever for it to happen. Bellatrix whose face was a deep shade of crimson, wrestled her younger sister to the floor and pinned the laughing girl down whilst angrily threatening Narcissa and demanding her to "SHUT UP!" before angrily storming out of the room, only to come back after realizing it was her own room she had left.
Narcissa remembered all of it like it was yesterday. It was her first year at Hogwarts and she had little or no friends of her age, unlike Andromeda, she stuck close to the pure-blood circle under Bellatrix's watch.
Never once did she complain. To be frank she never cared too much, all the people she was acquainted with were very nice and no one dared to hurt her. Overtime she got used to it and realized it wasn't as bad as she had anticipated.
Then who else could it have been?
If she had Andromeda's brain, she would have bound to have figured it out by now. Unfortunately she didn't and was also under the assumption that Andromeda didn't care to try and figure something out. Sometimes she would wonder why Andromeda wasn't in Ravenclaw, but that was the least of her worries at the moment.
She needed someone to help her figure out who would have done something like this. It didn't happen everyday in the wizarding world. It wasn't normal. Bellatrix could have and would have defended herself.
What could have happened? Who could it have been? Why would anyone do this? Why didn't she defend herself? How did all of this even happen?
She would find out. No matter what she had to do, she would find out. She decided while looking down at her sleeping sister, that she didn't care what she had to face to find out.
She would unmask the coward, whoever the person may be and would make him pay.
Because NO. ONE. HURTS. BELLATRIX.
…..not under her watch.