The Dark Mistress- Volume 1 Ch 1
Narcissa Malfoy neé Black ended her last letter of the day and sent it through her loyal Hawk, Honoris. She knew he would deliver it safely to its recipient, for he was Slytherin through and through, like his Mistress. Staring out the window, she mentally catalogued everything that she needed to be done for the meeting. She had sent it at least twenty letters, an impromptu invitation for an impromptu meeting that is to be held the next evening.
She worried about Honoris, as he has been flying in and out of Malfoy Manor, her principle residence with her husband and two year old son, non stop from that morning. She saw as he seamlessly flew through the sky, tearing the winds, in his usual elegance.
It was usually a rarity to find your familiar. But once did, the Wizard and Familiar form such a bond that the familiar lived as long as the Wizard or Witch they bonded with did. Narcissa was extremely lucky when she found her familiar at the edge of the Forbidden Forest in her third year. Something about the majestic hawk called to her. When she explained it to her old sister, Bellatrix, she said that it was the call of her familiar. Bella instilled in her that Narcissa must do her utmost to keep her familiar safe and comfortable.
Oh, how much she missed Bella?!
Bella, the sweet, gentle and caring Bella, was sucked into dark business because of her good for nothing husband, Rodolphus Lestrange. She should visit Bella soon and tell her of her plans. Bella would be thrilled, she was sure, and would do her utmost to help her. She was sure of it.
With a heavy sigh, Narcissa stood up walked to the door as she snapped her fingers, summoning her head house elf, Timmy. She started issuing orders to Timmy regarding the arrangements for the meeting that is to be held the next day.
Once done, she walked straight to her husband's study. Lucius Malfoy had been her Sun and Stars since the moment they saw each other in Hogwarts Express. She had been a first year and he, a fourth year and best friend to her sister Bella. He had been there with Bella whenever she got upset over things or get homesick. But the day came for him to see her as a woman and from that day forward, things turned wonderful for them.
Narcissa was, what people called the society wife. But in truth she was a politician to the core. And her seer blood only helped her further. Only a select few knew about her seer heritage. And those few would be meeting the next day over tea.
Walking toward Lucius' desk, she saw him put aside his paperwork, to give her full attention. “What are you thinking?”
Narcissa frowned as she sat on the chair Lucius gestured to, “Do you think they will hear us out?”
Lucius looked thoughtful. His right hand fingers drumming over the desk. His face not giving away anything. “They trust you, Cissy. They will at least hear you out. But whether they would support you or not, that is yet to be seen.”
Narcissa let out a disappointed sigh. “Morning after the meeting, I am thinking about meeting Bella.”
Lucius’ eyebrows rose, “Is that wise?”
Narcissa smirked and said, “Secretly of course. She would need to hear this plan of ours.”
Lucius chuckled and said, “I can imagine her response, ‘At last someone to tell them where to shove it'"
Narcissa narrowed her eyes, “Stop making fun of my sister.”
Lucius only laughed in response.
Despite Lucius trying to cheer her up, she spent the day and the next worrying over the meeting. She went through all the preparations with Timmy at least a dozen times.
When the time of the meeting approached she was a bundle of nerves. Once she got ready, she rushed to the main floo room where her friends would arrive.
When the clock struck four, the floo activated and out stepped Severus Snape. The newly appointed Potions Master of Hogwarts. And protégé to Narcissa during their time as students in Hogwarts. Lord Prince. Quite on time, that one, as she taught him to be. Narcissa stepped forward and kissed both his cheeks much to the man's embarrassment. Once done, she snapped her fingers. A house elf appeared and escorted him to the meeting room.
The process continued as people started to arrive by floo.
Aurora Sinistra, Astronomy professor of Hogwarts.
Honoria Parkinson, Lady of the House of Parkinson. Part of Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Ellen Zabini, Lady of the House of Zabini of Italy. Though not a part of Sacred 28, the Zabinis carry the weight of their wealth.
Zaia Greengrass, Lady of the House of Greengrass. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Thelonious Nott, Lord of the House of Nott. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Adaira Flint, Lady of the House of Flint. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Karolyn Pucey, Lady of the House of Pucey. They hold a strong hold on Wizengamot.
Augusta Longbottom, Lady of the House of Longbottom. Supporter and part of the Order of The Phoenix. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Glynis Bulstrode, Lady of the House of Bulstrode. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Nadia Carrow, Lady of the House of Carrow. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
Felicia Travers, Lady of the House of Travers. Part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
And they were all escorted to the meeting room by the House elves as soon as they arrived. Once Lady Travers was escorted, the floo lit up again.
The most anticipated person arrived.
Andromeda Tonks. Older sister to Narcissa and younger sister to Bellatrix. Married a muggleborn and blasted off the family.
The moment the two sisters saw each other they embraced and cried their heart out. No words were needed. Narcissa herself escorted her sister to the meeting room.
Once her sister was seated, Narcissa started the meeting. Lucius, from his place near Severus, nodded in encouragement. “My fellow Witches and Wizards. Thank you for accepting my invitation and attending the meeting.”
Quite welcomes were conveyed. Augusta, a true Gryffindor, always impatient as anyone from the House asked, “Can we please get to the point? What is the purpose of the meeting, Lady Malfoy?”
Narcissa frowned inwardly, this was the reason she never associated herself with the Gryffindors. They lack manners, they were impatient and they sure as hell grate on one's nerves.
But she started to explain anyway. “Two days ago, a prophecy came into my possession. But please do not ask me who the seer is. She requested that I keep her identity a secret.” She managed to shut Lady Longbottom before the asked the obvious question.
But at least three people knew the identity of the seer. Narcissa took out a ball. It resembled the Crystal balls used in Divination. But it was smaller than the Divination balls. It glowed golden as a deep feminine voice resonated through the room.
“The Time has changed its course,
The oppressed are taking the lantern,
It will be she who born out of this world
With the power of the Old
And bring forth the customs of the Old World
She'll bring out her fellow women
And she’ll be the Queen of all.”
