{Main Bedroom, Malfoy Manor, Unplottable}
{3rd Sep 1991}
{3rd Person POV}
Narcissa stirred. She woke up a little groggy as she leaned slowly and turned around. Her hand reached out but it touched the cold bed. She opened her eyes to see that the bed beside her was empty.
'Again?' Narcissa thought as she frowned, she slowly stood up and looked at the empty bed beside her. Looking at the bedsheet's state, she was pretty sure Lucius had not come to bed last night. Her hand touched the cold mattress to make sure before she slowly tilted to the side and stood up.
Her gaze went to the mirror in the room as she looked at herself. Her large breasts, her pride, and her joy were almost spilling out of her bra. Her gaze went down to the black lace panties that she was wearing that had an opening right in front of her crotch and the silk stockings covering her thighs.
'I don't get it...' She thought as she tucked in her breasts as her bra strained to hold them in place. She walked over to the desk beside her bed, picked up her wand, and walked out. The Malfoy manor was quite big and grand. They had to compensate for their lack of history somehow.
Narcissa walked from the main bedroom in the west wing all the way over to the slave quarters in the basement. As she came close to her destination her senses tingled signaling that there was a ward just before the door.
'Idiot...' Narcissa thought as she sneered she went through the alert ward and opened the door in one swift motion. Her eyes went to Lucius as he was scrambling to get up from the bed a red-haired witch looked at her with wide eyes. Narcissa's eyes stared at the naked form of the petite witch as she smelled the scent of sex that was in the room.
"Tch~"
With a few more spells she cleaned herself as she sat down on the breakfast table.
"Dobby!" Narcissa spoke with a sharp voice.
"Dobby is here mist-"
"Shut up, get me something to eat," Narcissa ordered as she picked up the newspaper. She could see from the corner of her eyes that her face was printed on the front page of the newspaper.
'Let's see what she cooked up this time?' Narcissa thought as she picked it up, the headline was catchy but as she continued to read the newspaper the relaxed look on her face vanished.
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'''A Series of Coincidences... or the Cruelest Conspiracy!'''
'''...27th July 1972, a fairly forgettable date but from this day the downfall of one of the oldest families started. The Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black has been a staple of the Wizengamot centuries and was one of its founding families. But somehow the most successful families in the wizarding world are reduced to one member, an heir who just got introduced to the wizarding world. How did that happen, How did one of the families get reduced to rags with their enormous wealth sitting in a vault ready to be claimed by another...'''
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'What the fuck happened...' Narcissa's mind boggled as she put the paper down. Just yesterday the whole narrative was against Rigel. How did something like this happen?
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'''...- Rita Skeeter'''
Narcissa looked at the credits of the articles and as she turned the page she realized just not the front page there were several articles covering the downfall of the House Black and how every incident was carefully linked to the Malfoy Family.
'''...Cassiopeia Black died in 1990 with her brother Pollux Black leaving the House of Black with no heir and no possibility of activating the clause that was carefully inserted into the marriage contract between Narcissa Malfoy (nee Black) and Lucius Malfoy. With Sirius Black in Azkaban, the possibility of a pureblood heir from the Black Family ceased to exist, making Draco Malfoy the next in line to inherit the seat of House Black and Narcissa Malfoy as the Reagent to the house.'''
'''...A lot of the more conservative laws have passed through the Winzengamot in the last few years, and now that a possibility of a new heir arises, a hoard of negative articles hound him with the next scheme of the Malfoy family unknown. While I admit I might have been one of the few that were a spectacle of young Rigel's talents and traits. No one needs to be afraid of a wizard who knows nothing about our world. With a little push in the right direction and a lot less negative news, Rigel Black would hopefully revive two of the oldest houses in the Winzengamot back to power...'''
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Narcissa read some more articles and then she closed the paper and threw it back to the table, her face morphed into an angry frown as she sensed Lucius finally walk out of his whorehouse.
"I told you not to bring your whores homes." Narcissa snarled at Lucius who was taken aback by the bite in her tone.
"What happened dear?" Lucius asked and ducked as Naricssa chucked the newspaper at him. He looked at Narcissa with a questioning look and she just rolled her eyes and pointed at the paper.
"Read it, I'm going to get ready, I need to pay a visit to Rita," Narcissa spoke as she stood up and walked away. Her hips swayed slightly as she hurried up the staircase although her thoughts were still focused on the several facts dissected in the articles.
'How the fuck did he manage to get Rita to his side, and were any of those allegations true...' Narcissa thought. If the allegations were true then she needed to recalibrate her priorities.
'Did Lucious's Dad arrange everything... or did Lucius?'
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AN - Some twists and turns as the timeline begins changing, how much damage will the war between Rigel and the Malfoys cause to the Timeline?
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