Narcissa had always longed for freedom, to be the one who ran from the family, who could get out there and cut all the ties as if she was never one of them in the first place, to unweave herself from the tangled mess of the tapestry. She wanted to crumple it up like some letter and discard it into some fire. Erase the past, let go of it all and remove the weight from her shoulders.

Though, of course that wasn’t her role, Andromeda had been the one to do that, she watched her leave and those clutches of her family’s grasp tightened around her. She was to be betrothed to another Sacred pureblood from one of the 28 purest families and have children, give them an heir. That was her job. Her duty. Her role. One which made her face scrunch with a bitter taste.

Freedom wasn’t hers to take, hers to have, that’s what she’d thought when Andromeda left, seeing how instant it all fell into place how Andromeda was disowned, she knew what it caused yet she still wanted to leave.

Narcissa was sat within the Hogwarts library as she was studying quietly whilst whispering, making sure those around couldn’t overhear her bitter words truthfully aimed to her family, after all she didn’t exactly want any useless or pathetic rumours being made for no reason.

“There’s got to be a way right?” She whispered, leaning across to where you were sat by her. “Well out of it all that is” She added on whilst she glanced around, a way out, to get free from her family, that was all she wanted.