http://pridegoesbefore.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pridegoesbefore.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs 2011-07-20 11:35 am (UTC)

"But-- no, I-- I have to--"

She struggles, briefly, her own instinctive desire to stay with him warring with the implanted urge to reach the fog. Suddenly, her expression clears, and her blue eyes are feverishly bright and aware as they meet his.

"Lucius? I don't feel well..."

And with that, Narcissa faints dead away.

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