Cissy Black

Since his arrival into this era, he kept himself hidden only letting himself be known by few people. Others that would meet him would find themselves in an unfortunate ending. The golden in his irises glimmered underneath the darkness of his hood as he approached slowly. He could sense the change in the air as made his way closer to the male and the female. A need. something of sinister nature oozed from him. Sanctus muttered something underneath his breath causing the restaurant to fall into utter darkness. He grabbed the male by the wrist, with his free hand he pulled onto the back of his head revealing his neck biting into it tearing into flesh and bone. Crimson laced his mouth as the darkness shimmered deafening his cries. Usually Sanctus would destroy evidence. But sometimes a little chaos is needed to restore balance.  He moved towards the female, placing a hand upon her disapparating from the scene. Reappearing on top of a roof of a tall building near a catheral. A bridge between the muggle and the magical world. Sanctus removed his hand from the other taking a step back.  “They won’t be a bother again.” his voice was calm, even with the crimson that was dripping from his lips. His golden irises remained fixed upon her presence.

At one point, Cissy didn’t realize that the man was far away from her. Sooner her eyes opened, the big savior, also called Sanctus, was there to solve the problem. Or in another way: to keep Narcisa’s purity far away from dirty minded people.  The darkness wasn’t enough to keep her watching the scene of the oldest to destroy the life of the man in front of them. Living near of others who killing was something usual, she kept her heart cold as she looked to the man dying in front of them without any chance to survive.

Leaving the evidence, plus also disapparating from the scene wasn’t something she expected, but her heart felt was the best for that hideous man. Her eyes now could see where they were taken, seeing the cathedral near them and she was able to know the exactly location. She wouldn’t come to this spot, so it was a perfect place to hide for a while. Her hands started to shake and she knew it was because of the shock of what happened previously.

Severus stepped inside, greeting his friend with a small smile. He hadn’t seen her since she had moved in with her fiancé, Lucius, he felt perhaps it was time to check in on her. Of course, his reason for visiting was not the same as the nosy purebloods looking for any discrepancies in her new engagement. “Dinner sounds nice,” he commented, allowing her to shut the door behind him. “How are you faring here? Is everything going well?”

Cissy enjoyed Severus’ company. Sometimes quite silent and calm, but others a good moment to reflect upon the present. She closed the door and kept an elegant smile, weak one, to him. “Good, the elves believe I eat for four people and I will highly appreciate if you can join me too.” The honesty with him wasn’t something others would see. No. Not at all. Cissy wouldn’t show her kindness or preoccupation to anyone else unless her family and some few people. “It’s quite similar to my previous home, but bigger. I like to redecorate some spaces that were horrible and without a touch of a classy woman. Otherwise, sometimes can be quite…” She didn’t want to use the word lonely. “Calm and reserved. Great to plan all the wedding and details to rule the house. But how about you? It has been a while without seeing you.”

with @holyxprince​

Since the engagement was announced at the Daily Prophet, Cissy was started to be approached from several wizards wanting to assault her. Trying to grab some infos, personal details but also to force her into problems because they believe if Lucius is having this woman, they also could. And that was exactly the issue happened at that time. Leaving the Ministry, a man followed her into the next restaurant she was going to have an important meeting for her wedding.

He grabbed her waist and she looked at him, furiously and trying to leave the embrace.

with @thehexprince​

“Sev, it’s a pleasure to see you around. Do you want to come in?” Her eyes were analysing the man in front of her. She moved into a new mansion, in preparation for the wedding with Malfoy. Several pure wizards wanted to visit her to make sure she was keeping all the right traditions for her future family. But, sometimes, she only wanted to see people like Severus. “I prepared dinner.”

Regulus looked up at Narcissa’s voice. Her offer was temping, more than temping, it was all he wanted, but he didn’t know if he could spent time with her and act as if they didn’t have a lot of problems to deal with, but he was a Black, it was part of who they were. “ You know that doesn’t sound too bad. We both need the break, just be us, hanging out, like old time.” He smiled softly. 

She moved closer, touching his face gently as she realized that he had accepted her proposal. "Excellent! We should see some runaways, maybe one of our favorite designers? Only the two of us, enjoying the best of Paris. I miss that about us together."

She shook her head. “I don’t know why people think they can just walk up to us and talk to us Cis. It’s just embarrassing.” she said to the woman. “Now I need to hear more about you and Lucius. What is happening there.”

"I think we need a trip to Paris, Reg." Narcissa looked at her cousin with a smile. No, they had not yet solved all of their problems, and she doubted that it would happen. They were too proud to make this happen, and if they were discussing plans, that was enough. "See the Eiffel Tower, eat some sweets and maybe see some new collections of luxury clothes. My robes are boiling down to black and green. I'm getting depressed! Not to mention that you will be very elegant with new clothes."

“ And will you care? Will you mourn me, tell your children about their uncle Regulus, or will I to be nothing to you?” He asked quietly. He understood her angry with Andromeda and Sirius. He felt the same angry at first, but they both left before the war, before they were forced into a war they didn’t start, but she knew him, she knew his pain, and didn’t seem to care.

“ Have you really gone so far, that I mean nothing to you?” He scoffed. “ Oh it is so hard to marry a man and lay on your back as he fucks his little offspring into you. But what I am being pressured to do the same thing, as well as spent all my nights murdering innocent people, children. You have done nothing for me. You use me and do their bidding.” He stood shaking his head. “ Our family is a joke. We aren’t a family, we are people that use each other, and hurt each other. If you ever cared about me, you would see that I am dying either way, but as long as it is the way you want, it’s fine. Then you will mourn me.” He broke off in a sob. “ Could you for one moment, just look at me, see me Cissy. I came here, because  I love you, and I’m scared, I’m soft, I’m weak. We all know this, we have always known it. Mother tried to beat the weakness out of me, I tried to drink it away, but I can’t.”

For a few seconds, Narcissa looked down, allowing him to spill the words he wanted without affecting her. She felt disappointed, distraught by all those attacks since she was sitting there waiting for him. He wasn't using her to get all his frustrations on her, making the woman almost feel shaken.

She stood up, approaching him, seeing that he finished that she didn't like to see any of it. However, she had suffered too much and could not let one more go by merely thinking of herself while she was forced to care for everyone. Her clear eyes revealed her concern for her cousin that few would see again over the next few years. "Reg, I will tell you this once. And I want it to be clearer to you than the sun or anything else that exists on this earth: I love you, and I will never abandon you. However, I will not go where I believe you intend to go, but I will always be here for you as long as possible. Now, come here." She made a sign of a hug.

“ Know what you have to do. Know what I have to do.” He repeated to himself snuffling, running his fingers through his hair. He shouldn’t have came. He knew that now. He didn’t know why he kept deluding himself into thinking she cared about him, about his happiness. She was no better than his mother, no she was worse. She knew he would do anything for her, not because of fear, but because he loved her.

“ Let it happen? You think I want this to happen, you think  I want to die, be different. I don’t. I can’t help it. I’m sorry I’m not a perfect little soldier like you, or a cold-blooded killer like Bella. You have it a lot easier than I do. They aren’t asking you to kill people daily.”

She sighed, knowing that Reg would throw all his frustrations at her while she thought it would do her good. Narcissa had worked hard to get the connections right, so Regulus didn't need to get too involved with the Death Eaters, but when it involved the Master, she had no way of going against it. He would not understand the sacrifices each made there for him since he was much more concerned with himself as had happened with Sirius and Andromeda. He was just one more leaving without caring for the others.

Part of Regulus already regretted coming to her. Sometimes looking at her was like looking at a stranger, and it hurt so much to no longer know who used to be his best friend. There was a time where he needed nothing in this world but Narcissa, but it seemed they both grew up. He moved away from their family’s thinking, but she looked comfortable, happy in it, and it caused a sharp pain in his chest.

“ It was be safer to ask what they didn’t do to me. Cissy, I can’t keep doing this, they are going to kill me, and I say I am ready for it, say it’s part of my life, but I don’t want to die. I want to live, to grow old, see you get married and have kids, but I don’t even know if I will make it to my next birthday.”

Regulus sobbed more when she told him to get away from the door. Afraid she was sending him away, forcing him to leave. Not that he could blame her, he was shutting her out, and he deserved her to do the same. He gasped when she opened the door, rushing inside. “ T-Thank you, for letting me in, Cissy.” He said softly.

“ I’m sorry, I’ve been rubbish to you. Godic I am sorry, I never wanted to, not that is a lie. I did it on purpose. I pushed you away, because I hate to. I hate our lives, I hate my mother, you and god I hate myself, but I’m afraid, and I need you.” He sobbed.

“Given his lack of action as a Minister, the least he could do is repay you for the damages. He probably has an elf that can do the leg work for such a thing, after all.” His faith in the man’s ability to hold power was non-existent, and it made him wonder how long before people were going to start to catch on about the entire charade. You’re no better, you know. You watch it all happen and you do nothing at all. What’s to stop those messes from snatching up Regulus or Violet? The voice made him clench his hand up, and he was thankful it was in his pocket as he did his best to push it to the back of his mind where it belonged. 

“I’ve been spending time with Regulus.” He realized he couldn’t mention Violet, not without a glare or some comment. “He and I came to realize we are actually very good friends. That, and I was comforting a friend of mine but it dawned on me that I’m not aware of how that works. She had troubles regarding a boy and I felt like I was only supposed to nod and couldn’t offer much advice or help.”