Primadonna Girl

Another daughter of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Narcissa Isadora Black, was the third disappointment for Cygnus Black, but a triumph for Druella Black. With her blonde hair and blue eyes, it was clear from the moment that Druella laid eyes on her youngest that Narcissa would take after her side of the family rather than Cygnus’s, and that alone cemented Narcissa as her favorite. She didn’t feel the need to hide it either. Narcissa was the baby of the family, after all, and her mother often spoke of her as if she were a delicate china doll that would shatter at the smallest touch. Narcissa wasn’t a delicate flower ready to break, but she adored her mother’s attention, so she played along. While she longed to play with her sisters and cousins, roughhousing in the garden, she often sat out, afraid to get her dress dirty or ruin her pretty ribbons that her mother insisted she wear in her hair. She loved her older sisters, but it was a lonely childhood. She was keenly aware that her father had dreamed of a son, an heir, and she had been their last chance. Narcissa knew that her father loved her, but she would always be tainted with failure.

An already lonely childhood got even lonelier when Bellatrix went to Hogwarts, and then Andromeda followed soon after. During those months while her sisters were at school, Narcissa spent even more time with her mother, being groomed into her mother’s perfect daughter. It was easier to go with the flow of her mother’s desires and become her ideal daughter instead of fighting back to be the person that she thought she wanted to be. It was easier that way because Narcissa never had to figure out who she was or what she believed in. She followed in her family’s footsteps when she arrived at Hogwarts and was quickly sorted into Slytherin. She created a group of her own, girls who were just as Pureblooded as she was, but never prettier than her or more accomplished than she was. The boys called her haughty and cold, but Narcissa didn’t care. She had been betrothed to Lucius Malfoy when she was young, and she only had eyes for him. What other choice did she have? Narcissa was used to doing what she was told. 

While the war waged around their society and the people closest to her picked sides, Narcissa looked ahead to the future, to what her life would be like once she graduated. She knew that she was not a soldier, and even if she wanted to be, her mother would never allow it. Narcissa wasn’t like Bellatrix, or even Andromeda, who had surprised them all when she turned her back on their family. Narcissa hated the way that the war had destroyed her family, and maybe for a moment, she had wondered if she was on the wrong side of things, but those thoughts were always banished before they really formed.

Following her graduation from Hogwarts, Narcissa threw herself into the life of a socialite. Attending teas and events, volunteering her time to charities, and upholding her family’s values were her purpose. She paid no mind to the war raging around her; it was unseemly for a daughter of the house of Black to worry about things like war. She married Lucius Malfoy in what was called the wedding of the century, and she settled into life as a married Pureblood woman. She had everything she could have wanted. So why did she sometimes wonder if there was more to life? Why did she sometimes wonder…had she made the right choice?