The black family is rather dramatic
Narcissa pressed the green plastic card softly to the electronic pad and watched as the huge oak doors opened. She continued to walk down the hallway, looking for room number 82. When she got there she carefully pushed open the doors.
The Hospital room was quite sad. It was all white and smelled of medicine. There was one visiting chair sat in the corner. Narcissa walked up to the hospital bed and stared at the young woman laying peacefully. Her once Vibrant friend was now reduced to a mere shell of herself. For now, Alice longbottom was in a magically induced coma.
Narcissa carefully placed a white lily into the jar next to her bed and pulled the visiting chair closer. The flower was a feeble attempt to hopefully bring some life into the desolate room. Alice would forever be in this place between life and death due to one person in Narcissa life. Her own sister was the one who inflicted this unimaginable pain upon Alice’s friends and family.
Narcissa felt her throat begin to constrict as she held in the tears begging to be released. Alice would never get the life she so dearly wanted because of one person. Alice would never be able to have a life full of cheerful laughter and love because of one persons unforgivable actions.
But Narcissa would.
Narcissa would be be able to live the life she always wanted- a life of privilege and comfort, untouched by the horrors of war. Narcissa would be able to do all the the things Alice couldn’t just because of the side she stood on. Just because Alice chose to fight for what she believed in, she would not be able to have the wonderful life she deserved.
A sob tore through her entire chest. tears began to fall and Narcissa suddenly realized that she could no longer sit next to Alice. She could no longer Bear to watch Alice fight for her life because of her own sister.
Narcissa grabbed her bag she had dropped on the floor and made her way to the door, taking one last glance at the frozen Alice laying in her cold hospital bed. As the doors closed behind her Narcissa knew she would never be able to escape the guilt of her friend’s silent torment for as long as she lived.
Walburga knew certainly well that she would die in the next couple years. She had accepted that without any fear . She was prepared to pass on, but one problem appeared in walburgas mind involving her niece’s children.
Before her imprisonment, bellatrix had made Walburga promise to take care of her children if anything were to happen. At the time, it seemed like a distant promise but now bellatrix and her husband got locked up in Azkaban prison to waste away.
If Walburga was to die what would happen to the children?
Walburga took another drink of fire whiskey, the burning sensation clearing her mind. She should go check on the children in the garden, she thought. Walking down the steps careful with her walking stick. she saw the children happily playing with the house elves . Suddenly, her eyes noticed a strange shadow jump over the fence. Soon Walburga realized it was a human.
Quickly, she took out her wand and cast a shield charm around the children.
“ Elves! Protect the children!” Screamed Walburga, not noticing the other figure behind her. In one swift motion the person slit her throat and watched as she fell to the ground. Pain blossomed instantly and a gurgling sound escaped her lips as blood gushed from the wounds.Then a green light engulfed the woman’s body casting shadows on the wall of the manor. The death of Walburga caused the magic to disapparate and the shield gave away, leaving the children vulnerable.
2 minutes later a team of Aurors would appear and send the criminals to jail. But the two little bodies of Cassiopeia and Antares were never found, and neither was the bodies of the team of elves . Including the oldest elf kreacher.
The next day newspapers all across the world would be covered in the title:
Lady black and Cassiopeia and Antares Lestrange found dead in black manor
“Yesterday, a distressing incident transpired at the ancient black Manor, resulting in the untimely demise of Lady black and the children of lord and lady Lestrange, Cassiopeia and Antares. Initial investigations suggest a potential involvement of individuals versed in light magic, aggrieved over unspecified grievances.
Law enforcement promptly responded to the activation of the manor's security system, arriving at a scene fraught with turmoil. Surviving testimony from a picture of the late lord black sheds light on the sequence of events leading up to the tragedy.
According to the account provided, Lady black exhibited valor in attempting to safeguard the children within the estate's garden. Tragically, her efforts were thwarted, resulting in the dissolution of the protective enchantment upon her death, leaving the children vulnerable.
As authorities diligently pursue leads to unravel the intricacies of this terrible occurrence, the community grapples with profound sorrow.
For further information on this matter, consult page 7. Additional sections on pages 8-9 provide insights into recent celebrity dynamics, while page 5 delves into the aftermath of the dark wizard Voldemorts demise. “
Lucious clutched the daily prophet in his hand tightly. His niece and nephew were just Murdered but he had no idea how to break the news to narcissa. Fortunately, he didn’t have to as narcissa stumbled into the room in a state of panic.
“ Lucious! Did you hear? Oh dear Merlin, it’s terrible!”
“ yes I heard. It is indeed very terrible.”
Narcissa began to pace, “ I’ll have to tell bellatrix! She’ll want to know!”
Lucious immediately turned down that request. Narcissa had a terrible sister and he did not trust the dementors in Azkaban. They were dark, vile creatures.
“ absolutely not! Those dementors are terrible! ” he yelled. She flinched back, staring at him with wide eyes. Lucious immediately stoped and apologized before speaking in a softer tone. “ I don’t trust them narcissa, they are vile creatures.”
Narcissa gave Lucious a calculated look before nodding and sitting down across from him. She pulled a book towards her and began to read, settling into the silence.