Crystalline Pristine; Cissy + Bella [Flashback]
The drafty nature of the Black family manor makes Bellatrix shiver and wonder why she hadn’t grabbed her afghan with her as her bare feet bad down the corridor. She’ll just have to bear it, she’s too excited to run back for it now. Instead she lifts the candlestick by its iron handle a tad bit higher in order to see ahead. The few portraits that groan and hiss their offence at being disturbed from their sleep get a pointed tongue for their annoyance. Even at the age of thirteen, she wouldn’t bother with apologies.
“Cissy!” Bella hisses her whisper into the shadowed bedroom as she pushes her way through the door to her youngest sister’s quarters. The lit candle elongates every shadow it sweeps across. That doesn’t concern her. She makes her way to Narcissa’s bedside. It seems a bit unfamiliar now, sneaking into the blonde’s room in the early hours after she’d just spent the last several months away from home. Despite having Andromeda in tow this year, there’s an element missing. So Bellatrix seeks out a potential solution. A first snow--her favourite tradition--with the company of her youngest sibling alongside her. “Cissy, wake up. You have to come with me or I’ll not give you your gifts on Yuletide day.”
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