Chapter Seven - Reunion

Pov Narcissa

She was having dinner with her family as was natural, but her mind was thinking of many ways in which she could proceed to the meeting with the future Lord Black. On the other hand, she was also thinking of her future to reunite the few pieces of the Black family that still survived and hoped that the future Lord Black could help her rebuild it rather than destroy it.

Her family as a Black had been destroyed. Her aunt Walburga's plans, even if they were intended to rebuild and enlarge the family, the short time and the war caused the opposite effect and destroyed it further, but it was a gamble her aunt took, unfortunately, her hand was ruined when the table was turned and it was all over.

On the other hand, it also had a positive effect on her coward of a husband. When Abraxas Malfoy, her husband's father, made the betrothal agreement with her father, Cygnus Black III, good fortune began for the Malfoys. Although the Malfoy was heavily in debt because of the contract in favor of the Blacks, Abraxas gambled what he had because, as a Lord of magical France, where he was but a simple lord with money and no influence, so he decided to contribute his good sum of money to have contacts with various noble families in the 28 holy lords of magical Britain. The Malfoy debt to the Blacks was very large, but as she was married to Lucius, the debt had been put on hold, and only the future Lord could decide to claim it. Other than that, Lucius took advantage of that and the debt simply fell into oblivion.

Now with the Black family all but forgotten, Lucius had begun his plans. He had told her everything, thinking that she was loyal to him, though he also relied on that because of the magical contract.

That contract had restricted her in many ways, causing her to use her impeccably demonstrated talents to make the Malfoy family even richer.

The bastard had also tried to use her to do business with other families and set her up as a mistress to sweeten the deals, but even if she came close to being in bed with other men because of her husband's ambition, she would not allow herself to be degraded in that way and used the contract and the clauses to her advantage. So whenever her husband tried to use the clauses of the magical contract to her advantage, she always found ways to avoid being someone else's sex doll. Of course, that caused her to be punished by her husband in horrible ways that she easily endured with her prodigious ability of Occlumency that made any Ice Queen look like a cheerful girl full of life, though that didn't make the pain any less.

But aside from the uses her husband tried to put her to, which made him hate her even more, it didn't mean that Malfoy's plans were on the right track. He wanted to be a Lord of the Holy 28 in the Wizengamot, so his plan was for his heir to become Lord and he would be his regent, which is where his son Draco Malfoy came in.

She loved her son, that she would not deny, but she knew that for as long as she could remember and for as long as she could remember, Lucius had already buried his claws in him and taught him in his way, which even if her son loved her, she knew that he would prefer his father 100%.

It was then that, with Bellatrix and Sirius in Azkaban, her now being Malfoy and Walburga dead, Lucius had free space for his son to take over the power of House Black and thus gain the title of Lord Malfoy as his son would hand over his position of Lord to his dear, beloved father, then the Black family would be extinguished and a French foreigner would take great power by having everything belonging to the Black family at his disposal. Or that would have been the original plan if someone hadn't been born to ruin her husband's "perfect" plans.

When Draco was born on the 5th of June 1980, Lucius hoped that it was long enough for his son to be the oldest Black child that could be born, it wasn't until later that his Aunt Walburga decided to mention that she had Hadrius and Samara Black's son who was born on the 4th of September 1979, which not only made him older than Draco, but his surname was Black.

This caused Lucius to feel uncontrollable rage, so he quickly tried multiple times himself and she at his request to convince Walburga Black to give Azrael a personal upbringing, but his grandmother crushed all hope of having the child in her possession. Walburga indirectly made Malfoy stronger in purchasing power, so she was not going to allow such a thing again.

But Lucius hadn't given up and had already made a move beforehand in case he failed, and that would be to give Azrael a Malfoy fiancée, and that caused the next birth within a year of Draco's birth.

And so Cassandra Malfoy was born, her little spoiled daughter. She didn't want her little Cassandra to be just an object in Lucius' plan for her to become the plaything of the future Lord Black so that her husband could get his claws on her for his plans, so she was the one who assured Lucius that she would train her properly to help him with his plan, which was what her husband wanted to hear, even though she didn't want her to become another Draco.

Unfortunately, her daughter was not as strong as she was. Her little Cassandra was shy and with a rather worrying lack of self-esteem. Draco bullied her and always exclaimed that she was just a planned tool to please the wishes of the future Lord Black for the benefit of the Malfoy family, which made her realize that Draco was already becoming Lucius more blatantly and stupidly, as Draco was also a tool of Lucius even if he thought the opposite was true.

But, anyway, it was time to see the future Lord Black again and what he had become, whether it was a Walburga in the form of a child or something completely different, unfortunately, she didn't know which was the better option for her, the first or the second.

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Pov Azrael

- "Well, just as we planned, we don't know what Narcissa is up to, and we don't know if she's an enemy or an ally, I'm betting more on the former, so according to the plan, we should have her in our sights at all times" - I said to my Yordles who nodded.

We were all in Black's main office where several of the family paintings were located, although these were only replicas of the originals that had "life" in them.

- "Kled, go greet her, and you know how to treat guests now that you are a Yordle" - I told him and he nodded.

- "Yes master, Kled will receive Narcissa" - He nodded and went quickly to the front door which was already knocking - "Welcome to Grimmauld Place, Lady Narcissa" - He greeted with respect, but without any sign of submission, and that was because his master had already made it clear to them how they should act and that they were no longer house elves by orders of their master, even if they were, but now they were Yordles and they should act as their master ordered.

- "Who and what are you?" - Narcissa had expected Kreacher, the house elf of House Black, to open the door, but she had been surprised when this strange, furry creature with a wild look was the one who answered it.

Even though, on the outside, he showed no reaction as he had to maintain his perfect appearance - "My name is Kled and I am a Yordle, I am Master Black's guardian. Now follow me, the master is waiting for you," - He said giving a gruff gruffly at the end, and turned to be followed, but stopped when he heard Narcissa speak.

Kled, inwardly never thought he would act like this with someone of the Black family who was supposed to treat them with absolute respect, but the orders of his true master were clear and strict, so he kept everything in his being that screamed at him that he shouldn't talk like this to the wrong person and acted like it was his duty now.

- "Did you speak to and command someone of your master's family like that as if you had some kind of authority?" - Narcissa asked him coldly, looking at the... Lordle? who spoke to her as if he were her equal. She had no idea what a Yordle was, she had never seen one in her life, well, until now it seemed, but he also seemed to be some kind of slave or something, though he called himself a guardian, and where was Kreacher now that she thought about it?

- "I am Master Black's guardian, not yours, I owe all respect to the Master and the Black family, but not to you, Narcissa Malfoy," - He replied coldly and emphasized the Malfoy surname at the end.

Narcissa quickly began to analyze this guardian's words and the way he called her - 'I see... he is testing me, or rather, he is testing my loyalties' - She thought and then spoke - "I may be Narcissa Malfoy, but above all else, I am and always will be Narcissa Black, Yordle. I hope that's clear."

- "Hmp... Anyway, follow me, the master is waiting for you," - He said with a disrespectful snort and continued on his way to the office followed by Narcissa.

- "Master Black, Narcissa is here," - Said Kled entering the large office.

Narcissa entered followed by Kled and looked longingly at the office where the former Lord Black was almost always found. As she surveyed those present, she first took note of the person taking a seat behind the desk in the large chair.

'So this is what Lord Black looks like' - She thought looking at Azrael, his luminous green eyes, slicked back hair, elegant clothes of the highest quality, a worthy future Lord, although all of that was almost overshadowed by the small creature sitting on his lap as he stroked her purple hair like a cat - 'A Yordle? Maybe this is what female Yordles look like?' - She thought as she looked at the Yordle with no fur on her body like Kled. Then she saw the look at the other two people - 'They are...'

Narcissa looked at the remaining people, one was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed as he stared at her. That person was the well-known and rumored son of the devil, Black Heart.

Then there was a very beautiful and exotic red-haired woman sitting on the couch who just gave her a dismissive glance and ignored her. She remembered a certain unique woman who appeared from time to time in Diagon Alley shopping and once found her in Madame Malkin's shop, though she ignored her that time, though unfortunately she didn't know her name, no one knew who she was, quite a mystery.

'Why are they here, his servants, mercenaries, why would he have a cold-blooded murderer and an unknown woman by his side, what purpose would they have for him?' - Narcissa thought quickly, not knowing what to think of these two people - 'This meeting seems more difficult than I planned, trying to manipulate him will be more difficult for me with them around.'

- "Welcome, Narcissa Malfoy, welcome home" - I greeted her with a relaxed smile my aunt-cousin.

- "Thank you for the welcome, Lord Azrael."

'Azrael..., hah right, that's my name!' - I thought almost slapping my forehead as I forgot my name, but it had been so many years since anyone had called me by my name that even I had forgotten.