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Pansy sat in the library, alone and forgotten. What had she done this time? She had changed, she swore. She wasn't the child she used to be. And yet Draco still hated her. It was Sirius' fault for making up that nasty rumor, she decided. She would destroy Sirius.
"Now now, dear, don't do that." It was as if a voice was inside her mind. "Imperio!" Pansy sat there, her eyes vacant. Walburga placed her hand on the girl's head. She leaned down and looked into the girl's face. "You will leave my grandson alone. You will take advantage of Master Malfoy. Wait till he is alone, and have your way." The girl stood and walked away.
Walburga sat on the leather couch by the fire. She stretched out, her black heels glistening. She was beginning to enjoy engineering her grandson's life. Now she had to wait for Draco to tell her about the other woman. She saw Arabella as perfect, even though she was the daughter of her shameful cousin. But that was all part of the plan. Get rid of the Potters. Destroy their name. Arabella was the last one, wasn't she? And once Walburga had her way, she'd be a Black. Arabella Black.
"You are to stay out of my wing. I don't care who let you come. This is my household." Sirius growled down to the bushy haired know it all. He cursed his grandmother and Arabella. Hermione sniffled.
"B-but… I want to be your friend." She sniffled louder. Sirius slammed the door in the girl's face and locked it. "Damn Gryffindors."
"She'd be a good shag. Even though she's a muggleborn, she's still got magic." Draco reminded Sirius. Sirius whipped around to look at his friend.
"What is it with you and me banging everyone?" Sirius snapped. Draco looked surprised.
"T-to carry on the Black name, of course. Father told me to get as many children as possible. I just haven't found a witch deserving enough to carry a Malfoy heir." Draco retorted. Sirius hadn't thought of that.
"He has such a bad attitude still." Hermione said as she opened Arabella's door. Arabella smiled. She didn't have to ask who she was talking about. Sirius had been getting on her nerves too.
"But he's so handsome. He's got all the good Black traits." Arabella fawned. Hermione sat next to her on the bed.
"Shame he's engaged to Pansy." She replied. Arabella threw her hands up.
"That girl is a right pain. She stalks the mansion, and never talks." Arabella thought for a second.
"We could get rid of her…" Hermione said in a very un-Gryffindor way. Arabella looked to her.
"Are you sure you weren't meant to be a Slytherin?" Arabella giggled. Hermione blushed a little.
"If I were a Pure-Blood I'm sure I would have been. If you had your choice, Draco or Sirius?" Hermione asked. Arabella looked at her. It was a hard question.
Draco watched as Sirius left the room. He picked his book back up. No sooner had he finished the line, Pansy strode into the room, and locked the door.
"Hey Pansy. Did you know the Apple Seed contains a muggle poison called Cyanide?" Draco repeated his past statement. Pansy smiled, and undressed.
Sirius wasn't sure what he was doing. He paced up and down the South wing. What was he waiting for? He didn't even think he should apologize. Had he been to rude? No no, they cause so much trouble. And what was his grandmother getting out? There were four women in the damned house.
"Master Sirius?" Ranulf tugged slightly on his shirt. Sirius looked down at the little elf. "Master Malfoy is here. He's waiting in the Gold Drawing room."
Slightly confused, he walked to the Gold drawing room. Of course Draco was here. He was living here for the time being. But the Master Malfoy awaiting him was a different blonde haired man.
"Lucius. What can I do for you?" Sirius asked quickly. Lucius turned upon the boy.
"Narcissa would like to ask for an invitation to stay here. Unfortunately, I will be off on Business for the next few weeks, and she doesn't want to be at the mansion alone." Lucius didn't even have to ask. He just had to explain.
"Of course! She's more than welcome to join us." Sirius clapped Lucius on the back. "You scared me. I thought something was wrong!"
"My bad. Sorry for the misunderstanding. You'll take care of my wife, Lord Black." Lucius held his hand out. Sirius put his hand in the older man's.
"I will care for with the utmost respect." Sirius assured him. Lucius smiled, his eyes glazed over with white. Sirius hadn't noticed.
"Where should we put her?" Walburga thought aloud. She had a small floor plan scribbled with names. "My wing is full. Arabella has a few friends coming over… Here." The room besides Sirius'. She giggled the Imperiused girl before her. "Wincey. Bring Lady Malfoy's items to her room." The house elf bowed and left. Walburga turned her attention to Pansy. "Have you done your job?"
"Yes, my Lady." Pansy replied in a flat tone. Walburga took her wand out, and ended the spell.
"You needed something Pansy?" Walburga asked quietly. Pansy looked around confused.
"Oh. Um. Not that I can remember." Pansy blushed. Walburga grinned.
"I was thinking. Do you truly want to marry Sirius?" Walburga asked. Pansy looked up at the older woman.
"Honestly, no. Sirius is an amazing young man, but he's not husband material." Pansy replied. Walburga nodded, and took a book off the shelf.
"Well, we can end the contract. But we need a reason for it. Are you perhaps pregnant with another man's child?" Walburga asked quietly. Pansy looked at her stomach.
"I.. I haven't been with anyone." Pansy replied quietly.
"Then we'll claim it as you feel you are unable to conceive." Walburga signed the paper. Pansy took the pen and jotted her name. Pansy stood.
"Thank you for your hospitality." Pansy bowed her way out. Walburga laughed once she was gone. Stupid child.
Sirius knocked on Arabella's door. She opened it slowly, assuming it was Walburga.
"Sirius. There's no need for you to be here." Arabella went to shut the door. Sirius pushed his way in.
"Hermione. I was rude. Irritated. I'm sorry." Sirius put in simply. Both girls looked at him in utter surprise. Had the Slytherin boy turned into his own man?
"It's ok Sirius. I'm sure there's pressing matters that lead to your rudeness." Hermione replied, unsure of what to truly say. Arabella smiled a secret smile.
"Is that all?" Arabella asked quietly. Sirius nodded, and left. It hadn't made him felt the best, but he knew it was needed. He had to grow up, and be a man. He was the head of the Black family. It was time to fill his father's shoes. He had no idea where to start, but he was sure this was it.
Feeling surprising more confident, he strode off to his room. The morning would prove to be difficult. They had more preparations to make for the Gala. The idea seemed almost stupid, but perhaps he could get Pansy to cling onto someone else. If he were free, he could court Arabella. Or even Hermione. They were both beautiful in their own way. He opened the door to his room. The fire glowed from the fireplace and he could make out the silhouette of a woman's body in his bed. Slowly, he pulled the covers away.