the youngest, the blondest.

NARCISSA CASSIOPEIA. the youngest black, the brightest black, the blonde black. a mother with dark locks and a father with even darker. how did you come to be my blonde queen?

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uncommonlily:

Hearing the snort come from Narcissa, Lily prepared herself to be mocked for being muggleborn. Unfortunately, it was something she had come to expect from most purebloods, especially those who had been in Slytherin. Though when Narcissa’s next words had nothing to do with her heritage, she was a bit surprised. She grinned at the girl’s comment. “Me neither,” she said. “So this is going to be a bumpy ride for them.”

narcissa smiled at the grin. “i think that’s a gryffindor thing not being able to be controlled, right?” the blonde had never been a fan of muggleborns or muggles for that matter. however, she also wasn’t someone to ignore another person. her mother had taught her manners and to be respectful. you never know when someone important is watching. 

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pandoralyons:

Pandora looked up from the chalkboard where she was rewriting the day’s specials. She glanced around the room, but no one seemed to be listening. “I’m worried about what’s next, honestly. What if they decide tracking and blocking Apparition isn’t enough?”

“then we fight, panda. it’s really the only option we’ll have left.” narcissa sighed and glanced around, no one was paying attention. no one cared. they all thought they’d be fine, that this didn’t concern them. “i need your strongest cup of tea, immediately.”

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bxllablack:

      bellatrix cackled at the frustration that was evident on her sister’s face. “they’re afraid of what they can’t understand, cissa. they’ll pay for it very soon.”

narcissa turned her head to the sound of her sisters voice and nodded. a small frown grew on her lips but was quickly replaced. she couldn’t let bella know her true thoughts on this war, on this fight. “i’m sure they will, bells. i’m sure they will. you’ll make sure of it, right?”

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macdonaldxmary:

Mary had been drawing on a napkin in between sips of her coffee, she glanced up to find the owner of the voice. With a sad smile she said, “I guess people just hate what’s different” Mary shrugged, “I just hope it doesn’t escalate.” 

“hating what is different gets them nowhere, however. has no one told them that?” narcissa stopped speaking and snorted, “that’s rich coming from bellatrix’s sister isn’t it? however, it will escalate ma’am. that’s the sad part of this gross world.”

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bottomzy:

   “ WELL, it isn’t obvious already? - people usually track somebody because that someone has something the other doesn’t. now, some things are impossible to get UNLESS you were born with, such as magic.   and what easier way to destroy the life of the one who has something you do than tracking its every move, its every conversation and even try to take some blood tests…maybe you’d be able to make yourself a wizard out of the blue - right?” Frank usually spoke more than needed when asked, but he had no shame in that. she asked him in the first place.

narcissa nodded along to frank’s words, yet they didn’t really process. she had become her own person after leaving her family’s home, however; that didn’t remove the prejudices she was built on. while muggles didn’t disgust her and she didn’t want their blood on her hands - she also wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone if they came after her ( or her family. ) a sigh passed pale lips as she shrugged, “that is atrocious though! you can’t build magic. while i do believe muggleborns having magic being fishy. a bloody muggle can’t steal magic!” 

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uncommonlily:

“Just trying to find ways control us, I guess,” Lily said. She and Narcissa had never been close, but she also knew that being able to trust people at a time like this was worth more than anything. So even just talking to and seeing someone from Hogwarts was better than nothing. 

narcissa turned her head to the sound of the voice. lily evans. narcissa had heard about her, the magical witch with an older sister who remained muggle. bright witch, sluggy’s favorite. she’d heard it all. a snort and a nod presented themselves at lily’s words though. narcissa couldn’t be controlled. “they better have fun trying, honestly, never been able to be controlled.”

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“these muggles are really cramping my style. like what do they think they’re going to accomplish by tracking our every move?” narcissa was annoyed, it was evident by the look on her face.

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