Chapter 150
"So come tell me Narcissa, what has my sister been doing with her self all this time whilst I have been gone?" asked a recovering Bella as she looked at Narcissa.
"Nothing of great importance." she said to her. Worry, cry, get upset, love Lucius, hate Lucius, mother Draco, be a good wife.
"Rubbish," said Bella. "You are mistress of one of the eldest pure blood families in the world. You have had to do some thing of some consequence in the time. I am surprised you did not amuse your self by having more children, you always said you wanted a girl."
Cissa paled.
"Narcissa?"
An; 107 /