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@narcissc
Narcissa was a lot more excited about the masquerade than she cared to admit. To lose herself in a crowd with a concealed identity felt like an exquisite idea. For a few hours she could pretend not to be another member of the noble and most ancient house of Black. Instead she could be herself, whoever that was. “Well isn’t this exciting? Not have one ounce of an idea as to who we are.” She said excited to the first person she ran into.
The blonde took a deep breath before she made her ay into the great hall, her dress flowing behind her and her curls bouncing gently. So many different emotions flowed through her body as she mingled amongst the other students - she knew what she had to do, but planned to stall as long as she possibly could. Trying to calm her nerves she grabbed a glass of punch that was most likely spiked, the alcohol burning her throat as she drank. “I hate this stupid thing, this mask is annoying.” Speaking to no one in particular, the blonde took another sip from her cup.
“Really? That’s insane. I’m having an a-ma-zing time” Narcissa said loudly over the music. She had too drank one too many spiked drinks but that wasn’t something she was planning on admitting any time soon. “You can’t hate fun like this.”
ofdecks:
“I think you’d be good at it. You’know that ministry does like- internships and shit. You’d easily be able to get one of those. I mean, I can’t because of my Google history, but you know-” He had resolved to drop it, but it was a good idea. “Yeah! Same night. I’ve got several spare sets of binoculars if you ant to join. Something about using the real thing and not the magic-enhanced stuff, ya know? It’s called Rabaxes. You could change your name to it. I’m not sure if it suits but hey, if you did it with confidence I would believe it.”
Narcissa smiled at him, no one had ever told her she’d be decent at anything ministry related. If anything being the youngest in her family meant she had to listen and do as told, so thinking about the future meant figuring out what they had planned for her. “I’ll look into it, I have always being curious about the department of mysteries anyways. It could be a start!” She nodded. “And I suppose I could stop by, but I’ll be anonymous so you can call me Bax for short,” she mused. “It will be a one night only thing.”
ofregulusandruin:
“Yes, abductions. Surely you’ve heard of them? They’ve been known to take witches and wizards, their desire for senseless chaos and mischief truly know no bounds” There were only a few reported cases of successful abductions but the boy was sure there had to be more, he couldn’t blame the poor wizards that didn’t report it. If he was ever unlucky enough to find himself abducted by Cornish pixies he’d die before telling anyone, even if he tried to tell he’d probably drop dead of shame on principle. Of course that would never happen to him though, he was much too good a wizard to be carried away by the witless little devils. At the allusion to Sirius’ departure he felt a stab of sadness, he wouldn’t admit how much it hurt but oh boy did it rip him apart. Escaping the house at Grimmauld place and therefore his mothers constant rants on the subject he thought he’d be safe from ever having to think about it but if anything seeing Sirius around school was worse, having to see the contempt in his brothers eyes for himself…it was one of those times he was thankful for all the self-control learned during his upbringing. Self-control didn’t stop him from feeling those feelings but it kept him from foolishly acting on them or expressing them. “You’re right, nothing has been spoiled. I only meant that the things I find ‘exciting’ tend to not be found thus by others our age and anything that would, such as Quidditch, there’s nothing to report given that not much has changed” and aside from Quidditch the only truly exciting thing that had happened to him recently was not something he was free to discuss with others around. “I’m not keeping it from you just for the fun of it Narcissa, I just can’t tell you it here…or anywhere else where it could be overheard” Regulus loved his cousin but he wasn’t going to risk his secret getting out just because of her impatience. His lips quirked up in a rather amused expression at the lie, Narcissa had always been…well not the typical Black in a few ways. One of those was her skill, or rather lack thereof, in lying. “I’d be proud of you if that were true, and to think just a moment ago you were lecturing me on keeping secrets but don’t worry I won’t push” the boy had learned the danger of pushing the night Sirius left, a mistake he was not eager to repeat.
“Surely I have not.” Topics such as abductions and murders weren’t something she wasn’t really interested in, no matter what brought upon such events. In fact, she seldom read a newspaper and when she did she tended to just put it away after scanning the first page. But of course Regulus would know about such things, even if they involved pixies. “I find quidditch exciting,” she said with a shrug, “but not as exciting at that masquerade ball that is coming up. I’m still not sure whether I’d like to go, though, I just like the idea of being anonymous for once.” Narcissa commented, glancing down at her books as if to keep herself from making eye contact for too long. Surely he would see through her eventually. At his words she nodded with a smile, if he had to be that careful with his words then that meant that it whatever he was up to was both important and possibly dangerous. That could be the only explanation for the need of secrecy, at least it did when it came to her family as of late. “Alright, I’ll prove you wrong and show you I’m actually very patient.” The smile that had adorned her features faltered at his comment. Did he know about the way she had been sneaking around talking to both mudbloods and blood traitors? Would he dare to tell? Regulus had always been far more observant that she had ever given him credit for, and of course that was now proving true. “I don’t know whatever makes you think I’m lying, Reg.” She said with a shrug, her smile quickly returning as she met his gaze. “School is my only priority around here, isn’t it?”
Narcissa: ?
Narcissa: Was that text meant to go to Snape?
Bella: Um no??
Bella: It was meant for you, Cis
Narcissa: I'm not interested
Narcissa: I have OWLs to study for, ask Andy
Narcissa: Or a house elf
Bella: write my potions essay
Bella: I'll give you 30 galleons
Bella: and two chocolate frogs
Narcissa: ?
Narcissa: Was that text meant to go to Snape?
ofdecks:
“That’s fine.” He shrugged. He didn’t want to ignore her redness, but he did not want to prod her anymore on the issue. Doc was certain that Narcissa was not a closeted blood purist. She was way, way too cool. She just wanted to hide their friendship because he of who he was, not because of his blood status. Perhaps it was for the best to change the topic. “I don’t think I’m going anyway- V’got big plans with a comet, you see.”
“I will think about it, is that okay?” She said, ensuring that she wasn’t coming off as just another purist. It would have been fine to seem that way to anyone else but he had always been nice to her and she didn’t want to lose that. “A comet? On that same night? You know it’s funny that out of all my family members, I was the only named after a flower and not a star. Perhaps I should change my name. What’s the name of the comet?”
Edgar: well then i dont wanna talk to u
Edgar: then that means u r BULLCRAP BECAUSE MARLENE IS GREAT
Edgar: fuck u
Narcissa: I agree with that sentiment
Narcissa: Ugh, AS If
Narcissa: ERROR. The subscriber you are trying to reach is no longer in service.
ofdecks:
“Why not you? You’re intelligent, and well-spoken, and funny but like-,” he took another bite of his candy to recuse himself from finishing that train of thought. “you’d be the best person to promote such ideas! You’re Narcissa Black, of, what’s it-the noble and most ancient house of Black- who cares what happened to Sirius? We’re talking about widespread change and-!” he took another bite. These issues were obviously touchy but Doc had never much cared, he’d always assumed the best out of Narcissa. She didn’t believe in blood purity or any of that, right? She just didn’t want to be seen publicly with him because he was weird. “S’just food for thought, hey are you going to the ball?”
“But what?” She asked quietly, noticing how he had cut himself off. Hearing her say her name followed by her family’s title felt like a rude awakening and for a slight moment sent her into an inner despair. What would the other member of that great house of Black say to her if they spotted her talking so freely about such topics to him. “I- I don’t know what to say,” she said with a forced chuckle before stuffing her face with more chocolate. That was of course true, she really did not what to say to any of that, after all, she didn’t even know where she stood anymore. “It’s definitely something to think about... just like balls, balls are good things to think about... wait, no... I-” Narcissa went a deep shade a pink, now she was really not making any sense. “Do you mean the masquerade? Isn’t it supposed to be anonymous? If I tell you then it might not be.”
advcnce:
“Who the fuck knows what I mean. Like I said, I’ve not had my coffee.” She mused, rubbing her temples. “Anything. Whatever is bothering you.” She folded her arms against her chest. “Because the ones who say there’s nothing to talk about are usually the ones that really need to talk.”
Narcissa scrunched her nose, shifting uncomfortably before shaking her head. Had she not been trying to be a nicer person, she would have already snapped at her behaviour. “Alright, yeah, good point,” she forced a smile and shrugged again, still pretending she didn’t understand. “I’ve just been having a lot of studying, that’s all.”
wtfmckinnon:
“Of course it is, I’m the epitome of a perfect lady - obviously.” With a shrug, the blonde laughed. “Maybe you should be mindful of your nose and keep it out of my business.”
“Are you trying to mock me?” She said, her eyes widening for a slight moment. “I just said what any other professor would have told you had they heard you. Get over yourself.”
ofregulusandruin:
“Well aside from the abductions and general unpleasantness…nothing I suppose” It was rare for anyone to receive a smile from the youngest Black upon interrupting him but the voice had not emanated from just anyone, for all he did to conceal the innermost parts of himself he did not bother hiding his affection and loyalty for his family. It was, perhaps, the one weakness he was not ashamed of. As Narcissa got herself situated Regulus closed the book and gingerly pushed it a little ways away from himself, there was always more time to read later and as she’d stated they’d not spoken in some time. It was an accident but one he hadn’t put much thought into until she’d brought it up, between serving the dark lord, trying to keep that secret, and his studies well…it certainly took away from his time in a way that he was not accustomed to leading to some imbalance. It was as if the mark could sense it was in its bearers thoughts, perhaps Regulus was imagining it but as soon as the inquiry about his life passed his cousins lips he swore he could feel the skin on the inside of his left forearm begin to tingle. It was almost absentminded, the way he began playing with the sleeve of his robes. No one could see it, of course, thanks to a bit of clever magic. He was proud to bear it but in a school like Hogwarts with a headmaster such as Albus Dumbledore it would not be permitted, it would probably even lead to expulsion. “Exciting? Me? you must have me confused with someone else cousin” humour was not something most would typically associate with the Slytherin but in the right company he could actually be quite funny. The Death Eater debated telling her the truth, out of all his cousins it was Narcissa that he was closest to, but this was neither the time nor the place, much too many people around few of whom shared the ideology of the Blacks and the Dark Lord. “Life is much the same as it’s always been for me…though this year I have taken up a great honour. I’ll tell you about it some other time, it’s not just for anyone’s ears” his voice had dropped to a whisper, luckily that wasn’t something suspicious given that they were in a library. “And you? anything exciting I should be worrying about?”
“Abductions?” she questioned with a confused smile before shaking her head. Narcissa had always found Regulus’ blase personality interesting, even more so when comparing him to the boastful Sirius. It was at times, though, that it took her some time to see through him and figure out whether he was joking or not. The ability to hide emotions was as characteristic most of her family possessed and valued anyways, but she was still learning. “Not confusing you with anyone, Reg, but I just assumed that perhaps you were finding ways to amuse yourself in this great, big old castle. I know last year there were some changes in the family, but there’s no need to to let that spoil everything is there?” She said with a bit of doubt in her voice. It was quite obvious that she was referring to Sirius leaving home and changing some of the dynamics in her family. For once she saw her own parents get more involved in the works of the Dark Lord; and secondly, the idea of ever showing an ounce of amiability to a mudblood or blood traitor was now forever forbidden. Yet she couldn’t help but use her time in the castle to open her mind to others and not be seen as just another stuck up Black. There was no way she would ever be as open minded as Andromeda, but she could at least try to be reasonable. Her cousin leaving had after all ignited a flame of jealousy that she could not quite shake off, so playing with the fire that had burned him felt appealing... except she was not planning on getting burned. She shook her head, knowing she couldn’t just explain all of that to Regulus and smiled sweetly. “And what honour is that? I hope you remember how much I dislike secrets,” she mused. “There’s nothing new nor exciting with me,” she lied, “I’ve just been solely focusing in school, for once.”
She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
Jos. (via menpale)
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“I mean, I could.” Hugo grinned at the younger blonde. “But I bought these for my sister, I was going to send it to her but I suppose I should pack it up properly first, don’t you think?” he rambled on as he continued collecting all the fallen candy. “Thank you – I mean, I just really am not used to using my wand for everything, you know?”
“Do you still want to send them to her even though they’ve been on the floor for a lot longer than 5 seconds?” She wondered with a puzzled expression before using wingardium leviosa to pick a some of the candy. “I can’t relate unfortunately, but I do know that house elves are a lot faster at cleaning stuff up than I’ll ever be.”
ofdecks:
“Of course it’s not expired. It may be off-brand, but even I’m not that frugal.” He pulled two of the packages out of his bag and handed one to her. Instead of famous witches and wizard cards these candies had scratch and smell stickers. He unwrapped it and found a sticker in the shape of the cloud- rainy day smell again. “I’ve got it!” Doc exclaimed, as he popped a piece of chocolate into his mouth, “You run for Minister of Magic on the platform of free wands and the idea that blood purity is bullshit.”
“Very well,” Narcissa nodded and accepted the chocolate frog. She had never had off brand chocolate frog before, so she admired the wrapper before opening it up “Ah! Ivy! Better not be poisonous,” she mused and took a bite. His comment took her off guard, having already forgotten about his wild idea of a perfect wizarding world. “Why me?” The question came out defensive so she couldn’t help but shake her head. “I mean, what makes you think I could start such a revolution? I don’t think I’m the best person to promote such ideas... just look at what happened to Sirius.”
“Hey there! Sorry I was late, my mind got completely caught up in something.” Tom says waiving his hand dismissively at the topic. “So everyone good? What have I missed?”
“Missed? I was just commenting on the new issue of Witch Weekly, I was not aware you are also a reader.” Narcissa said as a small smile formed on her lips. “I would have never taken you as someone who likes to read such things. Is that what got your mind all caught up?”
There was no mistaking the time of day as various voices twittering in excitement flowed around the ancient halls of Hogwarts, classes had let out and the students were all scurrying this way and that to indulge in the precious free time between the school day officially ending and dinner in the great hall. Regulus himself showed very little excitement as he wove his way through the crowds, slithering this way and that in order to avoid collisions with some of the rowdier more careless students. It wasn’t out of some masochistic dislike of fun, as many seemed to assume, but rather a distaste for his fellow students and how they had a tendency to behave rather a lot like animals for an immediate couple of hours after they were freed. He’d already passed several couples who looked to be a danger to one another with the tenacity with which they were devouring each others faces but at least they were relatively quiet he supposed, not like the general mass of people shouting and acting like they hadn’t seen each other in weeks. Boys playfully scrapping and the girls giggling about one thing or another, that had always been more of his brothers scene.
It was in a quick escape that he disengaged from the throng of his fellows and hastily made his way to the sanctuary of the library, more careful than perhaps the average student of his seating selection. Not even the library was a place safe from the pull of teenage hormones. More than once the youngest Black had stumbled upon things he would have really rather avoided seeing altogether. Something about the dim lighting and secluded corners, he supposed. Still, if you knew where to avoid, as he did almost expertly at this point, it could be a haven for the more introverted like himself. He let the soft lull of whispered conversations flow around him as he set himself down at one of the main tables, safe due to its visibility, and began pouring over the latest book Slughorn had recommended him to read. All was well until he sensed a presence that seemed to be hovering around him rather expectantly, he didn’t bother looking up or breaking focus. The only indication he gave that he was aware someone seemed to want to get his attention was his quiet grumble of “Is there something you want from me or are you planning to just hover over me like a cornish pixie for the rest of the evening?”
“And what is wrong with cornish pixies?” Narcissa asked as she went back to standing up straight. “I find them quite appealing.” That was a lie, she had actually never stopped to pay them much attention outside of class. She held a few books in her hands and walked around the table before setting them down, looking around the surroundings as if it had been a good couple of centuries since the last time she had been there. For someone who liked to read a lot, she seldom went to the library. There was something about it that always ended up distracting her, maybe it was her fellow classmates and their necessity to either be loud or too hormonal. “Fancy finding you here, actually. I’m afraid we haven’t spoken in quite a while... and that says a lot considering we are both in Slytherin.” She commented with a smile before sitting down. “So tell me, how are you? Anything exciting happening in the life of my favorite cousin?”
