In the large, luxurious master bedroom, Narcissa laid crumpled in a ball at the edge of the bed. She fought hard to keep her puffy red eyes open while the rest of her body remained motionless. Narcissa felt isolated. Her home turned into her own personal hell. How am I going to survive this?, she thought hopelessly.
All of a sudden, a loud thud erupted from Draco's bedroom. As she stood up, her mind was immediately brought back to the present. Her thoughts were in complete disarray as she scrambled towards the door. Narcissa tried to eliminate the pessimistic thoughts that were streaming through her mind. She hoped to god that Death Eaters were not torturing Lucius and Draco. Please leave them unharmed, she pleaded in her thoughts. Narcissa carelessly wiped away her tears, and rushed to Draco's bedroom.
She burst opened the door and found that Lucius had Draco pinned up against the wall. With Draco's wand in his hand, Lucius thrust it so far into his son's throat that it was about to spurt blood.
"What the bloody hell is going on in here?," Narcissa screamed while she tried to process what had happened in the room. Lucius slightly loosened his grip on Draco and the two men stared at her in shock. Narcissa never swore, as she was raised to be a proper lady. Lucius and Draco took notice of her extreme rage and Lucius tried to calm her down while Draco gasped for breath.
"Sweetheart, settle down and-"
Settle down! Was he serious? Oh because, watching her husband and son in a fist fight is so relaxing. She had to take control of this situation and make him realize how ridiculous their actions were. "Expelliarmus" she said in a commanding voice and she watched Draco's wand fly out of Lucius's hand and onto the floor. Before Lucius and Draco could reach for the wand, Narcissa yelled, "Accio wand." She caught her son's wand in her hand, shoved it in her robes, and dashed at them.
The glint of anger in Narcissa's eyes was as hard and unmerciful as Bellatrix's. She was far past self-control. She ripped the two off of each other and shouted, "Have your testosterone fueled minds clouded your ability to think properly? Is defending your manly honor more important than sticking together as a family?" The disappointment in her voice was more prominent than her anger. Her head switched rapidly from her husband to her son, daring them to speak.
"Narcissa, dear, I-"
This was her chance to cut people off "Are you really going to let the Dark Lord's wrath, tear us apart. If so, then I am extremely disappointed in the two of you and ashamed to be a member of such a weak family. How can you do this to each other… do this to me?" Her voice cracked and there was absolute silence.
Both Draco and Lucius were too ashamed of themselves to look into Narcissa's eyes and stared at opposite walls. Draco decided to break the silence and step into the argument. "Mother, I'm sor-"
"Save your breath, Draco" Narcissa muttered breathlessly. She was emotionally drained and too exhausted from her continuous yelling to lecture him further. At least I made my point, Narcissa thought sulkily.
Lucius approached her and said softly, "Narcissa, please forgive m-"
"Don't, Lucius, just don't!" Narcissa said furiously. Lucius drew his hand back from reaching to cup her face and let it fall to his side. This was the first time that she didn't want him touching her. The fact that she was repulsed by her husband disgusted her. She through Draco wand, not caring about which direction it flew in, and stormed out of the room.