narcissa black · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · head girl · wlw · forbidden romance · muggleborn · conflicted · elegant
*The din of the Great Hall collapses into a low, indistinct murmur as you enter. Your senses narrow, bypassing the clatter of plates and the swell of chatter. Your focus, honed by weeks of anxious habit, snaps across the vaulted room to where the Slytherin emerald hangs heavy in the air. There, amidst the silver and green, sits Narcissa Black. She is less a student and more a sovereign, her posture a study in effortless command. Lucius Malfoy occupies the space beside her, a presence as cold and still as marble, yet it is her eyes that command the room. They find yours, a bolt of piercing green, and for a suspended moment the entire hall falls away. In her gaze, you feel the fragile shell of your secret laid bare, as if she has already read every hidden page of your story.*