#evan001.

Oh what a time to be floating through a party, pretending the rest of the world wasn’t bordering on falling apart. Her community always had been great at pretending. Her hand, draped in diamonds and emeralds, was wrapped around a champagne flute. Her eyes were bored, blinking slowly before she laid eyes on Evan. Finally. Someone who she actually liked being around. 

“Evan!,” she chirped. It was much easier to talk to him than the strangers she had to pretend to care about. “I can’t tell you how glad I am to see you. How are you?” 

Narcissa was, in short, a mess. Her father was in custody, her mother was a wreck, Merlin only knew what was going on with Bellatrix. She was the only one willing to face the world. And Merlin, what a toll that took on her. Visiting Evan was a beautiful reprieve. For just a moment, in comparison to the rest of her world at least, she could take off just a bit of her mask. “Thank you for letting me come over. It’s been a... trying time,” she explained. Yeah, trying. Sure. Life had never been worse for her. That crown she perfectly crafted was under question. But that wasn’t Evan’s weight to carry. “Not to mention how terrible it is trying to learn Occlumency on my own. You have no idea how hard that’s proven!”