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[toujoursfideles]

Characters: Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange
Location: Malfoy Manor
Date: March 25, 2002
Time: Early afternoon
Rating: PG-13

There weather was fair when Bellatrix apparated outside Malfoy Manor, the light breeze picking up the spirals of her partially tied back hair. Passing through the gates and up the walk, she adjusted the

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[regal_narcissa]

The Manor had become a madhouse, at least by Narcissa's estimation. Tibby had been instructed to report to Narcissa immediately when anyone arrived or left the estates, and the little house-elf seemed to be popping up next to her every time she turned around. Right now, Harry Potter was with Draco and she had spoken with him earlier in the day, and mentioned that his aunt might want to see him when she came by. Draco got very quiet, and his expression spoke volumes. Narcissa immediately agreed to put her visit off to him; she would be told he was resting and could not be disturbed. The relief was visible; Narcissa felt pleased that she could offer him such a small thing with such a gratifying reaction.

Now, Tibby was by her side, as she moved to slip on her dress. Making a dressing decision had been the last thing on her mind, and she glanced to be sure she had at least applied some make up. She noticed the house-elf looking nervously at her, and she spoke, a bit sharply

[toujoursfideles]

With a smile and a kiss to each cheek, Bellatrix greeted Narcissa

[regal_narcissa]

Narcissa accepted the offered cup and took a sip, and sighed heavily

[toujoursfideles]

Bellatrix reigned in her amusement, giving an understanding shrug. Obviously it was an easily forgiven error; Draco often seemed to induce a bit of tunnel vision for his mother. When she'd read the article, she had simply assumed Draco's survival and health were indicated by the lack of announcement from her sister. Surely, if Draco had perished or worse, Narcissa would have called on her for support