There are very few people Narcissa allows into her home. The flat is a sacred space, and Narcissa doesn’t intend to let memories tarnish the peaceful atmosphere she’s created. Andromeda is always allowed. As her sister, she’s one of the few Narcissa has complete trust in, and she never misses an opportunity to see her.Â
Narcissa had prepared a simple pasta dish for dinner, leaving off the wine for the night. She’d just finished setting the table when there’s a knock at her door. She goes to answer it, smiling brightly at her sister on the other side. “Hello, come on in. I just finished preparing dinner. I made a bit too much, so I hope you’re hungry.” She steps aside to let her sister in before shutting and locking the door behind her.Â
“Feel free to drop your coat wherever,” Narcissa suggests. She makes her way back to her small kitchen, grabbing two plates from the cabinet and setting them on the counter. “Please, get as much as you’d like.”Â
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