


Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, on their honeymoon.
“Is this really that bad? Am I really that bad?”
“No, you’re the right path for me.”
“The only path. But it doesn’t have to be torture, Cissa, we can make it good. The two of us, if we try.”
“I guess we don’t have to be miserable for the rest of our lives.”
“I’ll do anything in my power so you are never miserable.”
Taken by a tourist, who thought she had never seen a more attractive couple.
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If I should tumble if I should fall,
Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls?

Narcissa wondering what the shouting is from downstairs.
“You are a worthless piece of trash Bellatrix. If you ever disgrace me like that again, I have no qualms throwing you and your scum out of my house.” The Black matriarch marched out of the room, steel in her eyes and cruel in the corners of her mouth.
The door slammed and Narcissa jumped. She moved down a few steps but paused as she heard a scream rip from Bellatrix’s throat then a vase shatter against the wall. Narcissa looked up at Andromeda, fear in her eyes as they both descended the steps towards their oldest sister.
Taken moments before by Andromeda, summer 1970