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Post by Narcissa Black on Aug 2, 2007 5:39:12 GMT -5
A slim, hooded figure walked across the cobbled streets of Hogsmeade Village. A few strands of blond hair came into view. Grey eyes revealed a beauty beyond comparison, it would make other people think that this beauty would always smile, that nothing would ever stand in her way... But they were wrong. Something was bothering Narcissa Black. Something that had happened not so long ago. The blond boy was still in her mind. Her sister thought that he was in impostor, an 'fan' of Lucius as she called him. But Cissa thought differently. There was something about this buy that made the little hairs on the back of her neck stand up straight. When she had seen the boy, it had felt as if she was looking into her own eyes, as if she was seeing Lucius with her grey eyes. It was strange, the boy should have scared her, but he didn't. In a way he comforted her mind... But still, she had to find out where he came from... Cissy's thoughts raveled on and on, not noticing where she was going, not noticing the people around her. Not noticing who she had almost bumped into...
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Post by Blaze Wolfe on Aug 2, 2007 15:25:59 GMT -5
Head down, walking down the streets of Hogsmead wasn't one of Blaze's most known pass-times. In fact, it was actually the first time she'd ever done it. Blaze wasn't one for safety, but when you were in the past with your parents and other people's parents, you'd probably want to lay low and keep your eyes peeled. It'd be the oddest thing in the world to walk down the streets of Hogsmead, only to bump into your father from the future or something and have him wonder why you look so much like him. It was even harder knowing he'd die before you really knew him and this was your chance, messing up the future or not, to save him and give him a long life. Now she understood how Harry felt, seeing James trying to win his mother's heart.
Blaze jumped as she walked, head on into someone. She looked up and began to mutter a sorry when she realized the girl looked so familiar it was uncanny...just where had Blaze seen her from?
"Sorry," she said, again, quickly. Smooth Blazey.
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Post by Narcissa Black on Aug 2, 2007 16:01:06 GMT -5
Narcissa came back to reality as she bumped into someone. She sat there, on the ground, hands spread along each site of her body. Shaking her head, she finally saw the person in front of her. It was a slim, dark haired girl she didn't know. Though she had to say she looked strangely familiar. Sorry, the girl in front of her had said. Cissy gently got up, sweeping the dust of her dark robes and holding her hand out for the girl in front of her. " Don't worry about it, " she smiled gently, " It was my fault. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. Hope you're alright? " Again a smile could be seen on Narcissa's face. It was strange though. Nobody would ever see a Slytherin smile right after he or she was knocked to the ground. But that was were Narcissa was different. True, she could be quite obnoxious, and vain, and well.. sly and cunning,... But all together you could describe her as a 'nice' Slytherin, as far as that exists.
"Have I met you before? "
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Post by Blaze Wolfe on Aug 2, 2007 17:05:18 GMT -5
Blaze had landed just about a foot in front of her, right on her behind. With a small groan after apologizing, she shifted uncomfortably on the ground and blushed as several passersby laughed. She shot a death glare, her eyes shifting between feline and human as she did so. The people laughed seemed to get her proposal and quickly walked on, no longer laughed.
Blaze's eyes fell on the hand in front of her and steadily, she reached out and took it, gratefully accepting the help to her feet. She too dusted herself off, trying to get the dirty off her jeans. Eventually, it did come off. "Yes, I'm fine actually. I was hoping you're alright,"
Blaze stopped, trailing off as she looked the girl int he eyes. She was a beauty, that was for sure. It was rather odd to find a pretty girl that was nice at the same time. Well...some people thought Blaze was pretty and she was rather nice herself. With a small shake of the head, she pocked her hands and gave a small smile to the girl in front of her.
"No, I don't think so. Er, I'm Blaze."
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Post by Narcissa Black on Aug 3, 2007 4:04:06 GMT -5
"Yes, I'm fine actually. I was hoping you're alright," Narcissa laughed. "Yeah, I'm ok. I'm up to more than people think I'm capable of. " In fact that was really true. Narcissa could handle a lot more than most people thought. She was a strong girl, though the problem was that everyone treated her as fragile. And then there were also those who wanted to undermine her, and those who succeeded... Yes, Bellatrix Black had her sister right where she wanted. Narcissa fought against is of course, but so far she had never succeeded in not doing Bella's bidding... A strange emotion leaped through Narcissa's mind, but it had disappeared as fast as it had appeared. She only hoped, the girl in front of her didn't notice.
"No, I don't think so. Er, I'm Blaze.", Narcissa smiled softly again as she heard the girl say her name. "Nice to meet you, Blaze. My friends call me Cissa, or Cissy." It was strange though, why she didn't dare to say her full name. Perhaps it was because of the fact that most people were judgmental against it. Narcissa Black was one of the heirs of the Black treasures and sister to Bellatrix Black. One of the most faithful Death Eaters. Though Narcissa believed in everything the Death Eaters stand for, she believed in their laws and orders, in their opinions about muggle borns, ... Still she had this strange feeling whenever she had to mention her real name to people. In fact, there where two sides of the coin. Some people adored her for being a, as we call it, mudbloodhater, they idolized her, they thought she was one of the greatest people living, just by the type of her blood. And to be true that could be pretty awesome. People treated you nice and you could get where others only dreamed of, but all together most of those people where just shallow bastards. Now the other side of the coin was that people feared you, hated you and detested you... and that was something Narcissa really didn't like
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Post by Blaze Wolfe on Aug 4, 2007 16:57:01 GMT -5
The girl she’d bumped into seemed to be debating over something in her head. Like she was recalling something that happened, and Blaze stood there, awkwardly watching her. It was a moment before the girl’s face seemed to flash an expression but it was gone so fast, Blaze hadn’t had time to identify if it had been a hurt or pained expression or if she remembered something delightful. Aside from that, Blaze hadn’t tried to undermine her or to make her think Blaze thought she was fragile or something. Blaze just had the habit of being increasingly clumsy and that wasn’t just a bad thing at times, but an all out terrible thing.
Blaze couldn’t help but return the radiant smile she received from the girl. When she’d said her name - Cissy - she’d smiled but found the name oddly familiar. Like she’d heard it somewhere but she shook it off as thinking it might just be the relative of one of her friends or their parents. She just continued to smile, occasionally glancing at the passersby again. They seemed to be oddly surprised about the two of them talking, which Blaze found odd as it was a public street and you could talk to anyone you wanted.
“Nice to meet you, Cissy.” Blaze said, another smile crossing her face. “I was just about to head to the Three Broomsticks. Do you wanna come?” It was rather a shot in the dark, as this girl didn't even really know her but suggesting a drink was a lot more polite than running into someone, completely knocking them to the ground and exchanging names before saying you had to run without so much as a good bye. Blaze was many things but she hardly found herself rude. Then again, she wasn't sure what she was.
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Post by Narcissa Black on Aug 6, 2007 2:05:35 GMT -5
Nice to meet you, Cissy. I was just about to head to the Three Broomsticks. Do you wanna come?”
Narcissa thought it over for a few seconds. This new girl had just asked her to join her to the Three Broomsticks. What should she do? Cissa knew that her older sister wouldn't approve of it. No, Bellatrix Black would certainly not approve it. Bella on her view, would make sure that first of all: this person would suffer for knocking her to the ground, even if it was her own fault. Secondly: she would make sure the girl was a pure blood. And thirdly she would certainly have to know her view on mudbloods was the same as Bella's view. But then again... She wasn't Bellatrix.
"Sure, I'll join you." Narcissa smiled, in the back of her head still thinking about Bella's non approval. But what did she care. Bella wasn't around. And she wouldn't be popping in soon.
She started to walk to the pub, her hair gently swooping on her shoulders. Her grey eyes shimmering with mischief. "So, tell my, have you got any brothers or sisters?" She asked, looking to the cobbled street in front of her. Hogsmeade had always been her favorite village. She could wander there for hours, just looking at the little houses, the small shops and of course, gazing at the Shrieking Shack... She looked back at Blaze, silently waiting for her answer.
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