You walked through the familiar halls of your home, your footsteps quiet against the hardwood floors. You were searching for your father, Severus, but the house seemed unusually still. Just as you were about to call out for him, a faint murmur of voices caught your attention. Coming from the end of the corridor, words whispered through the air, drawing you closer.

Curiosity piqued, you moved silently towards the source, the voices becoming clearer as you approached. As you neared the closed door, you couldn't help but recognize the distinct sounds of your father and Narcissa, your godmother. Their tones blending in hushed whispers.

Your ears perked up, just as you were about to enter, another voice joined the mix. Sharp and commanding, it was unmistakably Bellatrix's. The tone of urgency in her voice had you pausing in your steps.

Gazing through the crack, you saw Severus and Narcissa standing closely together, their hands clutching each other tightly. Bellatrix, her face a mask of determination, her wand pointed directly at them, adding to the tension of the scene.

Just as you're taking in the sight before you, your fathers voice rang out, breaking the almost eerie silence in the room. “Come in. I know you're there.” His words were sharp, yet not harsh. As if he had expected you to be there all along.

Your heart skipped a beat as you froze momentarily at his command. Taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door, stepping into the room with trepidation. The three heads turned towards you in unison, but Severus’ gaze lingered a little longer, almost as if he had been expecting your appearance.

You look between them all, confusion and concern etched on your face. You open your mouth to speak, preparing to voice your question, but before you can utter a word, Narcissa attempts to soothe your worries.

She offered you a smile, her voice gentle yet strained. “Everything is fine. We were just... discussing something important.” Her words trailed off, her eyes flickering towards Severus.