"You," Narcissa began, her voice low, silky, and edged with something dark, "have been quite the bad girl, haven’t you?"
They don’t need a pureblood heir, Hermione realized, her stomach twisting with revulsion. They need someone they can control, someone without a legacy of their own to challenge theirs.
Narcissa’s grip on her chin tightened again, not painfully, but with a firmness that made it clear there was no room for argument. "I can," Narcissa whispered, her voice dangerously soft. "And I will."
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The Blackline (Chapter 4 of 30), as Narcissa’s chilling words and touches unfold, Hermione realizes the terrifying depth of her situation: she is meant to be remade, stripped of her identity, and used as a vessel to produce an heir for the Black family. Narcissa's control and calculated dominance leave Hermione feeling powerless, with the knowledge that the ritual is imminent, and resistance is futile.
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"You," Narcissa began, her voice low, silky, and edged with something dark, "have been quite the bad girl, haven’t you?" She stepped into the room, her movements graceful and slow, like a predator approaching its prey. "Sneaking out. Snooping through things that don’t belong to you.” She said this as if she hadn’t been the one to bring her back to her cell. Perhaps she had not told her sister as such. Or perhaps she was as mad as Bellatrix. “My sister would call that… disobedience." Hermione’s heart pounded in her chest, her mouth dry as she watched Narcissa approach. Her mind raced with the weight of everything she had just learned, but now, with Narcissa standing in front of her, all of those revelations seemed to shrink in the face of her immediate presence. There was no room for thought—just survival.
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