CHAPTER ONE; Nobody Says No To A Black
She was woken by the feel of cold air, her legs exposing themselves to it. She groaned, looking up, to see the one and only Bellatrix Black. She had messy hair as usual, and the tip of her wand and was lit.
"Oi, get up will you?" She hissed, pulling her up.
Narcissa groaned. She looked at the clock; 7:03 am. She felt her jaw drop, looking at her sister as if she were insane (which, to be fair, she was) and let out a loud groan.
"It's seven in the morning, Bella!"
Bellatrix ignored this; who cares? With Quidditch season in action, everyone was getting up way earlier so they could get good spots in the stands. The Blacks, of course, never had to worry about that. Nobody says no to a Black.
"So what? People were up at 4! Don't tell me you haven't noticed the empty dormitory you wake up to!" Getting a blank stare in response, she groaned, "Jesus, Cissy, do you ever think? Or is that blonde hair so long it's harming your brain?" She dragged her out of bed, throwing her a Slytherin scarf.
"I absolutely loathe you!" Narcissa grumbled, pulling her jumper and skirt on, and spraying her perfume.
"Gods, Cissy. Do you really need that much bloody perfume? You spray so much even the giant squid's starting to smell nice!"
The two left, walking out of the dormitories and into a deserted common room. All that was there were party decorations, wine, firewhiskey, and even pumpkin juice for the weaker stomached first years who wanted to join in on the fun in celebrating their supposed quidditch win.
"Who'd you recon's done this up?" Bella mumbled to her as they walked past. She looked at her expectedly, waiting for an answer, which she wasn't given.
"Hello? Earth to Cissy? Cissy? Cissa? Narcissa? Hello? Blondie? Helloooo?" She wafted her hand in front of her face.
"Hm? Oh, yeah I dunno.." She did know. She knew very well it was definitely the Lestrange brothers, and supposedly Lucius Malfoy, who had done all of this. Their name was written all over it.
"Gods, you don't even care, do you? I'm trying to have a conversation with you and you're ignoring me!" Bella exclaimed, stopping in her tracks, causing her littlest sister to bump into her. She huffed, "Whats up with you?"
"Nothing, just tired," she grumbled, not an entire lie, was it? "So, do you reckon Slytherins will win again?"
Bellatrix kept walking, hooking her arm around Narcissas, "Absolutely! Slytherins really outdone themselves this season. In all my five years at Hogwarts, I don't think i've ever seen a group of thick-skulled lads play so bloody well. Its a shame we have no girls on the team though, we'd be thriving every season. I swear, there's definitely something in their goblets.." She went on and on, even though neither of them had a clue about quidditch. Bellatrix had a bit more knowledge, obviously, considering her stupid boyfriend, Rodolphus Lestrange, was on the team. Bellatrix thought he was brilliant, of course. Except, Narcissa just supposed they were dating because it was expected of them both to be married to someone rich and pureblooded.
Narcissa thought this was a load of crap; Bellatrix and Rodolphus? I mean, they're perfect for each other. They're both stupid (dont tell Bellatrix about that) and insane. They're both from rich pureblooded families, incest and all, and they seem to get on. Narcissa genuinely did think though, despite her fair share of horrific things she did, like bully the first years with horrible curses, Bella could do better. She could land herself a proper man. Yet, there was nothing Narcissa could do. Bellatrix was keen on marrying this man - he'd be Narcissas brother-in-law.