*Sitting in the grass watching fireflies...*

I'll be residing at Black House...

*sighs* Should I even keep fighting?

I made myself a promise I should have thought this through I don't really want this But maybe I do... ~ Narcissa sighed, the light end of summer breeze tossing her hair across her shoulders; warm...it didn’t hurt Draco….their parents on the other hand would be rolling in their graves at such a display. To see both families so far from their former Glory…Cissa didn’t even want to picture it.

I'm tired of an empty bed.

Never been anywhere cold as you...

*A shopping day in Diagon Alley*

*Can't sleep; drinking tea in library.*

*Walks alone in the back gardens.*

*sighs* What happened to us Lucius?