An: This is a really small chapter and I do apologize for that. I just wanted to get something on here before I go MIA for two weeks. (going to training to be a C.O-may take my time away from writing)…

Immoral Light

In a blink of an eye

It couldn't be real. It had to be a dream. It had to…

Narcissa lied still as she came to. With her eyes still shut tight, she took in a deep breath.

"It all was a dream." Narcissa told herself. "She is dead, Cissy. Bella is dead."

"It was not a dream, Cissy."

Narcissa heart dropped at the sound of her sister's voice.

"No. No you are not real. It's all in my head." She whispered.

"Cissy."

A gasp escaped the blonde's mouth as she felt fingers on her skin.

"I'm real, Cissy. Open your eyes."

Her heart was pounding. Could this be real? For so long she wanted to be reunited with her sister. She had never got to say goodbye…but now

"Open your eyes, Cissy."

It took everything in her power to pry her eyes open. It was as if time had stopped as she took in the sight before her. She drew a shaky hand to her mouth as the tears began to flow.

"I missed you, Cissy. I missed you so much."

No words could form from Narcissa's throat. Her mind could not comprehend anything around her. She was in complete shock. How could this be? How could she be in the presence of her sister?

"It's okay. It's okay."

Repeated whispers filled her ears as arms took her in. She clung tight, fearful that she would leave her again.

Narcissa closed her eyes as she felt the steady heartbeat of her sister against her own. "Bella?"

"Shh, I am here now." And she was. Bellatrix smiled as she wrapped her arms tighter around her younger sister. The journey back was treacherous but the reward was greater.

"I love you. Don't ever leave me again." Narcissa choked out between sobs.

"I won't. I won't. I promise you, Cissy." Bellatrix assured her. Needing to see her younger sisters face she tried to pull away but was quickly denied.

"No. No let's just stay like this. Please, let's stay like this. I don't want to lose you again. Please." Narcissa pleaded.

Bellatrix closed her eyes at those words. "I love you, Cissy."

The two black sisters stayed in the embrace for what seemed like ages. Both were afraid to let go. Both feared that the other might slip away. It was not until their tears dry did they part.

"I feel like I am losing my mind."

Bellatrix cracked a smile. "This is all real."

Narcissa took a deep breath. "I am almost afraid to ask how? I just… Bella, I don't want to lose you again."

Bellatrix gently touched her sister's face. "You will never lose me."

She leaned into her sister's touch. "I was so lost without you." She said as she kissed her sister's palm softly.

"I am so sorry, Cissy."

"Do not apologize." She cupped her hand in Bellatrix's. "You did nothing wrong."

"I should have been here for you. You would not have relied on the sharp touch of a knife if I was here."

Narcissa looked away. "Bella…"

"I could hear you. Every night you would cry yourself to sleep. Some nights you would rekindle your relationship with the blade."

"Why didn't you stop me?" Narcissa asked her voice uneven.

"I couldn't. I was in limbo. Neither here nor there, but I could see and hear everything. Every cut, I felt. Every cry, I heard."

Narcissa quickly stood up. "I'm scared, Bella."

Bellatrix face tightens. "There is no need to be. You are safe now. Fenrir is dead."

Narcissa shook her head. "But the Dark Lord is not."

"Cissy, no one can hurt you now." Bellatrix assured her. She stands up and gently wrapped her arms around Narcissa, pulling her close.

"I cannot do this alone, Bella. I just can't. The Dark Lord…."

"Is of no importance." Bellatrix finished.

"Yes, yes he is. Bella, he… there is a war going on, a war that I am a part of. Both me and her…Hermione…"

"I have taught Hermione well, Cissy."

Narcissa shook her head in protest.

"You are my priority, Cissy."

"This is all too much." And it showed. Her eyes began to water.

"Look at me." Bellatrix gently raised her sisters head, letting their eyes meet. "So beautiful." She whispered with a smile. "Cissy, everything will be explained in time. I promise you that."

"I want to know… I want to know how?" Narcissa struggled. She let out a frustrated sigh as Bellatrix backed away.

"Honestly, I don't know. Cissy, I thought I would never get to see you again. I thought that my life was over but then… Cissy, I saw her." Bellatrix said as she started to pace.

"Saw who, Bella?"

"Selina. She… she sent me back."

Narcissa's head was spinning. None of this was making sense and to add insult to injury, Bellatrix pace quickens making Narcissa's inside swirl.

"I don't know how but… I am here. I just don't know. It was so scary, Cissy, and so dark. Haunting. It was as if I was in a terrible nightmare. My own nightmare. I suffered my own torture…"

"Stop, please."

Bellatrix quickly stop pacing as she heard her sister's shaky voice. "Cissy…" She started but could not finish as she began to see her sister break down. "It's okay." Bellatrix quickly tried to comfort her but she was yet again denied.

While frantically raising her hands she shook her head, "No. No it's not okay. Merlin, I…. This, this is surreal."

"I know…"

"You are not real. You are not…"

"I am, Cissy. I am and you know it. You felt me. You held me. Cissy, I am here now, in the flesh." Bellatrix said, quickly taking Narcissa's trembling hands. "Look at me. Look into my eyes and tell me that I am not here with you."

"I'm going mad." Narcissa whispered to herself.

"No… no you are perfectly sane. You are perfect." Bellatrix whispered in Narcissa's ear. She held her close as the blonde began to tremble. "I'm here. I'll never leave you."

All Narcissa could do was cling to her sister. The levees broke and water flowed down. Her body trembled and ached. Her mind was racing trying to catch up with reality.


"Something has happen." Remus shouted.

Minerva, Remus, Molly and Authur were tightly sitting at the round table. They were in deep discussion of their next plans. They all shared opinions but Remus was one who voiced his.

"Remus, calm down please…"

"Do not tell me to calm down. My wife is in trouble!"

"We do not know that…."

"I know it. She is my wife I think I would know when something is not right. I feel it. I feel it in my bones."

"Let us not jump to concussions, Remus." Arthur tried for a second time.

"Remus, she is with her mother, I am sure everything is okay." Molly intervened.

"Molly, she is with Hermione, who was taught by that lunatic. We are to blame if something happens to her."

"No one is to blame, Remus…"

"Like hell. You should not have let her go! You should have stopped her. Now she is walking right into a trap. Voldemort…."

He did not get the privilege of finishing. In an instant sharp wind blew in the old house. Black smoke entered and swayed every way.

"Get down!" Someone screamed.

Curses sounded and glass shattered.

"AVADA KADEVRA!"

"Down!"

A terrifying scream filled the room, followed by a sea of red light.

"He's not here!"

As soon as it began…it ended. The smoke cleared and the voices stopped but chaos still lingered.

In the corner of the burrow, there laid a body. Still as if in a dead sleep.


Ronald Weasley bolted up out of his sleep. His heart pounding against his ribcage.

"What's wrong? Ron are you okay, mate?" His best friend asked, as he saw Ron go pale.

"Something has happen." He said, mimicking Remus earlier words.

"What?" Harry asked, confused. He slipped out of his chair and put on his slippers as he walked toward Ron's bed. The pair decided it was best to stay at a safe house south to the Burrow, where only the elder of the Order knew about. They were on the run from Voldemort as well as on the trail of Hermione.

"Harry, I think… I think something has happen."

"What do you mean?" Harry began to grow concern.

"I don't know, I just… feel it."

"Everything is okay. If something…"

As if on cue, there was a faint pop

There stood Minerva. Her eyes were heavy and her face construed.

"What happen?" Harry jumped.

Minerva took a deep sigh glancing at Ron who now went even paler.

He shook his head, "No."