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Narcissa Black ([info]blonde_black) wrote in [info]the_recruitment,
If only she had known the true meaning behind his actions, she would have been more supportive. Sure, she would have argued against using Sirius, but she would have known why he had to do what he needed. While she was not so called to become a follower of this dark lord, she completely believed in what he stood for. Her sister was one of his most devote followers and she was proud of her for doing such. She had a notion that Lucius may have been involved himself, but she had no idea the depth in which he was in.

For a split second, Narcissa Black was completely taken aback. Her heart thumped in her chest as he took her hand in his to set on top of the parcel. Her eyes seemed stuck on their hands together, interlacing on the present he had brought her. It felt so nice, so...right. Could he sense it too? Her eyes traveled up to his, so close and clear. She had always marveled at his grey eyes, so cold and cunning, but beautiful. They were locked together in but a brief moment when she felt anything could happen. She almost had the silly thought that they would kiss, but lowered her gaze before. She had already come out as vulnerable, an aspect she did not want Lucius Malfoy knowing or using against her. She was a Black and members of the Black family were strong.

"What is it?" she asked, her hand sweeping across the rough parchment paper that encased it. While the feeling may have been tough, the present itself was beautiful. It was of a lavender color with a logo embossed in a darker purple. She wanted to open it and see what he may have brought her as a remission gift, but she was loathe to pull her hand from his. One of her fingers slid out to break a piece of tape from the parcel and she hoped to get a glimpse of what was inside.


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