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Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
“Why not?” He asked innocently. “You are showing me around, aren’t you?” He quirked an eyebrow.
“I-” She started but then shook her head. “Alright then.” She said, taking a long drink and then walking towards the bedroom. “Come on then.” Once they reached the door she sighed and pushed it open, at least her parents were far too busy to come here anyways.
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
“We haven’t seen your parents’ bedroom yet” he said smoothly, applying an extension charm in his pocket and put the copy of the book in there.
Narcissa bit her lip nervously. “I’m not sure going in there is the best idea...” She muttered, looking through the open library doors to her parents bedroom.
Boy Talk || 1967 || Andy + Cissy
call-me-andy:
“Same with Rodolphus, he doesn’t like me and he was rather annoyed by me if I’m being honest.” she said sincerely leaving the cookie on the plater not feeling like eating anymore, “Rabastan is not so bad, we mostly talk about boys.” she shrugged, “Mother would not agree to anything she doesn’t want to, but she wants a respectable pureblood wedding, everything else can be arranged.”
“I don’t know, he seems that kind of man.”
“That whole family is rather annoyed by ours.” She chuckled, the Lestrange family was well- Strange. “Rabastan has never really spoken to me, there was once I think at a Christmas.” She mumbled thinking back to the last time she had actually spoken to Rodolphus’ brother. “Mother will force me to marry him, she wants to have beautiful blonde grandchildren, and she will only get that if I marry a blonde.”
“Well I trust him Andy. It’s just sex, I swear it.”
something strange | 1966
ferventhearted:
“Charms is just about the only subject I’m not worrying about – I’m actually hoping my marks in that class will bring up my overall average,” she admitted, sighing tiredly. “Although that’s not saying much, since I’ve got quite a few other ones to study for…”
Mainly, Transfiguration. She wasn’t sure why it caused her so much trouble, but she could just never get the hang of it. Molly had to put in the extra mile for each lesson just to stay afloat with the rest of the class. “At least we don’t have to study for OWL’s, though.” She glanced at a stressed table of fifth years, all hunched over stacks of books. “We’ve got that to look forward to next year.”
“I wish I could just not worry, I’m no good at Charms, honestly it’s a wonder I’ve made it this far.” She sighed, already ignoring her textbook and resting her head in her hand. “I’ve lost track of what all I need to study for, all I know is I need Charms.”
Narcissa looked at the other students in the library, you could tell who the fifth years were by the amount of books they had. “One year and then we can freak out about that one.” She groaned, she really hated exams.
something strange | 1966
ferventhearted:
“It’s nice to know we’re all suffering together,” she commented off-handedly, only half-serious in her morose expression. She’d learnt from Gideon and Fabian that humor was really the only way to survive long periods of stressful study. If she hadn’t used it as a coping mechanism, Molly knew she’d probably go insane.
She scratched a half-hearted sentence with her quill, concentration shot from long hours of study. “Transfiguration is torture,” she muttered darkly, sighing as she ran her fingers through her hair.
“Of course.” Narcissa chuckled, she’d found the comment amusing, it was nice to know she wasn’t the only one who hatred her life right now. The blonde pulled her book in front of her and began flipping through them, reading the notes she’d scribbled in the sides.
When the other girl spoke she looked up at her. “Ah- I gave up on studying for that one, I’m on Charms right now and needless to say, I am bad at it.”
Lacking Magic | 1966 | Narcissa and Evan
evan-rosier:
He nodded. He’d never been one for sulking alone, he much preferred to have someone there with him to bare witness to his misery. He nodded again at her second question. He looked over at her hand on the keys and then up at her. “They didn’t know that I could hear them.” He said quietly.
Narcissa sighed, it could’ve been worse she rememered hearing her parents arguing when she was younger. “Well, did they get you something nice?” She asked softly.
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
If there was something that Rodolphus loved, was knowing things. He liked having information, as silly as it could be. He liked having an advantage on the rest, particularly whe it came to the Dark Arts. So he quickly got engaged in the book. He must’ve read two or three pages when he realized that Narcissa was there. So he took his wand, made a copy of the book and put it back on its place on the book shelf. “What else?” He asked as he fixed his tie a bit, meaning the rest of the house.
Narcissa sat and rolled her eyes as he actually started reading, she didn’t care all that much though, she didn’t use the library often. She simply kept drinking and when he set the book down and shrugged. “That’s really it, unless we’ve passed anything that you’re dying to see.”
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
Rodolphus nodded and noticed her parents bedroom. She didn’t mention it, but he wasn’t stupid. He walked into the library and started wandering around, looking at all the books that they had on the shelves. “Interesting…” he hummed as he saw some Dark Arts’ book and took it off the shelf and sarted flipping through the pages curiously.
Narcissa watched as he examined the books, and she sat at one of the desks, setting her heels on the ground and sipping her bottle
something strange | 1966
ferventhearted:
Molly offered the other girl a quick, polite smile, a sense of awkwardness settling between them. She’d never had problems with Narcissa – not like with Bellatrix – but the Black family was a rather staunch supporter of blood purity, and the Prewetts definitely were not. (Filthy blood traitors – that’s what she’d been called, the sting of the slur reddening her cheeks as if she’d been slapped.)
“Yes, it’s rather crowded,” she agreed politely in an attempt to break the slight tension. She glanced over her shoulder at a group of Ravenclaws who were furiously scribbling down Arithmancy terms and definitions. “I reckon it’s because everyone’s cramming for exams.”
Narcissa settled into her seat, she knew how her mother would react if she saw that she were even at the same table as Molly, or what her sister would say, but Molly hadn’t pissed her off, so she’d be civil. Even if Molly’s family, were, well not pure.
The blonde nodded, pulling out her textbooks she had too many exams coming up and she hadn’t studied in full. “We’re all cramming now.”
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
Rodolphus followed her through the corridors and nodded. “How many libraries does the house have?” He asked rather curiously.
“Two, the little one up here, and the large one on the main level.” She explained as they got to the top of the stairs and began wandering towards the library, passing her parents room as she did.
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
“Old music room” he repeated with a nod. “Well then, let’s go upstairs…” he said smoothly. “I bet that library is quite magnificent” he said, though he was more interested on the other room.
Narcissa was a little surprised he wanted to see the library, but she shrugged it off, leading him up another floor. “I suppose it’s nice, it’s not a large library, but it has everything we need.”
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
Rodolphus looked around quite interested. “I see” he hummed, not quite interested on Bellatrix bedroom. “What about that room?” He asked curiously.
“My old music room.” She said simply, she hadn’t been in there in ages, then again she didn’t rely on music the same way she did when she was younger. “And then my parents room and the big library are up another floor.”
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
Rodolphus turned to see her and nodded. “Alright then, show me around” he said and then smirked as a terrible idea came into his mind. Terrible, but fun.
Narcissa didn’t question his smirk, he smirked all the time. She took another swig from her bottle and pushed the door open, wandering down the hall. “So on the left we have my fathers study, and the second door on the right is my sisters room, or her old room rather.”
something strange | 1966
ferventhearted:
While Molly wouldn’t go so far as to say that O.W.L.’s were the bane of her existence, at the moment they were quite close to becoming so. She’d spent a large portion of her afternoon in the library, slaving away over astronomy charts and memorizing Transfiguration terms in an effort to prepare for her upcoming exams, so by the time students began packing up their things to grab some supper she was understandably tired.
The quiet shuffle of parchment pulled her from her absentminded daze as she belatedly realized someone was attempting to sit across the table from her. “Oh, sorry!” Molly scrambled to pull her scattered papers into some semblance of organization to make room for Narcissa Black. “I was completely hogging the table.”
This time of year was far too stressful, Narcissa had spent the past three days at the same table in the library, and though she had been interrupted a few times, mostly by Lucius, she had done rather well in her studying. Today however, her usual table was covered in books and papers, and a redhead who was completely zoning out.
As the blonde approached she realized that it was Molly Prewett sitting there and she set her bag down, just as Molly noticed her. “It’s alright. Every where else is full.” She said motioning to the crammed library.
Summer 1985 | Child’s Play | Severus + Narcissa
thehalf-bloodprince:
“Oh, I know that all too well. Sometimes you just have to grin and take it, hm?” he agreed with a little smile. Fighting was useless in the household he grew up in, but Severus was stubborn and had done it constantly anyway. He could’ve saved himself a lot of pain and sleepless nights if he’d just kept his mouth shut, but he could never keep himself from speaking his mind. As an adult, he’d taken great care to learn when to bite his tongue.
Severus sat up in his seat when the house elves came with the tea. He always thought their servants were strange, but he’d spent so much time with the Malfoys by now that he’d grown used to them. He reached across the table and took a cup for himself. “Thank you, Cissa. I appreciate that,” he told her politely, nodding. He thought himself to be more cunning than Lucius, and likely could handle any ridiculous request of his, but having another person on his side was always a good thing.
He frowned. Lucius had asked him to try to talk some ‘sense’ into his wife about their son’s schooling, and he felt obligated to give it a go. “Ah, well, Lucius and I were talking and… I mean, Hogwarts is a great choice, I would love to have Draco in my House, of course… But we both were thinking that Draco might fit in quite well at Durmstrang. Would he not? As a teacher myself, I have to say that their Dark Arts program is quite impressive.” Severus took a sip of his tea, raising his eyebrows.
“Or always have to grin and take it.” She muttered, remembering how Andy had always seemed so happy but was rather quick to leave the family. Then again, she also admired her sister at the fact that she’d had the guts to say no to their mother, and maybe if Cissy had been able to do that, she wouldn’t be here.
Narcissa took a sip of her tea and smiled as Draco attempted to do the same, before making a face. She quickly waved a house elf over and requested they get him some milk instead. “Of course, Sev.” She said softly, looking up from her son who was now happily drinking milk.
“Of course. He asked you to what, talk me into it.” She asked, her tone angry. She quickly covered her sons ears with her hands. “My son will not be going to that fucking place- he is all I have that is good here, and I will not lose him to that school, if Hogwarts was good enough for me, then it is good enough for Draco.”
Pureblood Ball || Rod & Cissy || 1968
thefinestlestrange:
Rodolphus glanced through the window again, there were plenty of people outside drinking and eating and totally oblivious that they were being watched. “No, I haven’t… other than the main floor and your bedroom, I haven’t been to other parts of the house” he said simply.
Narcissa stood up, and grabbed her heels in her other hand. “Come on then, I’ll show you around the house, everybody is down on the main floor so we have nothing to worry about.”
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