NPCs for Ampfe and others! (ss_npcs) wrote in ampfe,
Narcissa hadn't been feeling the same ever since her chest first began to swell as she approached her teens. Her chest had hurt and become extra sensitive as her nipples swelled outward and developed into breasts over time. When she began to notice hairs developing elsewhere besides on her head she had shrieked and ran to her Mum. Then there was the periods...
At first she had clung to her childhood, not wishing to change. She had wrapped her chest to hide her swelling chest, and kept the unwanted hair waxed away. But then she hormones began to enter the equation when she turned 13, and she had begun to notice boys. That isn't quite true...she had begun to notice them notice her. A good girl, she never let them get close, and she always had her older sister Bellatrix to run to for protection whenever boys chased after her.
It became sort of a game to her, as her mother taught her how to dress to attact a potential husband. Other Pureblood girls that the girls were most interested in were taught the same things by their mothers. 'Get a good one early' her mother had told her. Her mother hadn't answered her when she asked why Bella and Romi weren't being taught this. Though she knew Romi wasn't liked very much by her family and that Bella was in trouble often, she saw nothing wrong with her sisters. Bella had to be strong to protect them, and Romi would eventually realize that Mudbloods weren't worth talking to.
With Bellatrix to hide behind from the bad boys, and Romi serving as a bad example to show not to associate with the good boys, Narcissa was able to retain her childhood well into her teens. Fourteen now, she had escaped having her eyes opened to the world yet. But lately she had begun to not feel well again. Fearing another change happening to her slender, petite body, she hadn't told anyone about it. Instead she had been feeling warm at odd times, and think strange thoughts.
These new strange feelings grew progressively worse and frequent, till after dinner this night she had excused herself. Taking a walk outside to cool herself off, she felt warm and light headed. The cool night air helped some, so she decided to head to bed. Returning to her room, she locked her door behind her, then began to unbutton her black dress. It was elaborate and beautiful, but she didn't prefer the color much. Slipping out of the dress once the buttons were undone, she laid it out across a chair for the house elf to retrieve later. Looking at herself in the mirror, that was when she gasped as she noticed the wet spot on the front of her frilly knickers.