Harry Potter - Andromeda/Narcissa - You don't know me
Title: You don't know me
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Andromeda/Narcissa
Wordcount: 250
Rating: G
Challenge: femslash100 - Drabbletag5: darker side
It is one of their secret meetings at the far end of London.
Narcissa takes a sip of her tea and tries to ignore Andromeda’s pleading look.
“Cissy … you can’t shut your eyes to what’s going on right now. You know it’s getting more serious each day. And Lucius is in the middle of it.”
The blonde puts down her cup and purses her lips, not answering.
“Please … I don’t think that this is what you want. You were always the most reasonable of us; you have to see,” Andromeda urges.
Finally Narcissa lifts her gaze. “And how do you expect me to react? Leave my husband? Become like you?”
There’s a glim of hope in Andromeda’s eyes. “If that’s what it takes to do the right thing …” she says before there is also something else in her face: pity.
Narcissa narrows her blue eyes which never seemed colder to the other woman.
“I won’t have any of that. I’ll do what I must to stand by my family,” she states and gets up.
Andromeda copies her action and grabs her hand. “No. This is just not you, Cissy. I don’t want to believe that.”
For a long moment none of them moves until Narcissa frees her hand. “It seems you don’t really know me then.”
The older woman watches how the form of her beloved sister slowly disappears, knowing that this was the last meeting of them.
Had this darker side of Narcissa always been there?
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Andromeda/Narcissa
Wordcount: 250
Rating: G
Challenge: femslash100 - Drabbletag5: darker side
It is one of their secret meetings at the far end of London.
Narcissa takes a sip of her tea and tries to ignore Andromeda’s pleading look.
“Cissy … you can’t shut your eyes to what’s going on right now. You know it’s getting more serious each day. And Lucius is in the middle of it.”
The blonde puts down her cup and purses her lips, not answering.
“Please … I don’t think that this is what you want. You were always the most reasonable of us; you have to see,” Andromeda urges.
Finally Narcissa lifts her gaze. “And how do you expect me to react? Leave my husband? Become like you?”
There’s a glim of hope in Andromeda’s eyes. “If that’s what it takes to do the right thing …” she says before there is also something else in her face: pity.
Narcissa narrows her blue eyes which never seemed colder to the other woman.
“I won’t have any of that. I’ll do what I must to stand by my family,” she states and gets up.
Andromeda copies her action and grabs her hand. “No. This is just not you, Cissy. I don’t want to believe that.”
For a long moment none of them moves until Narcissa frees her hand. “It seems you don’t really know me then.”
The older woman watches how the form of her beloved sister slowly disappears, knowing that this was the last meeting of them.
Had this darker side of Narcissa always been there?