Easier to Lie

[Narcissa Adrastea Black]

Narcissa didn't like rules. Really. She always had an urge to defy them, no matter what they may be. Her safety, or just controlling. Either way, she needed to rebel. She didn't rebel on some matters, such as the dark arts and all of the teachings her father had to give her. But really, what could possibly be in the Forbidden Forest that could hurt her? So, why was she just standing there?

Narcissa stood at the edge of the forest, arms wrapped around herself. She tried to will herself to at least step forward, but she didn't move. Narcissa didn't do fear either. Fear was a weakness, and the Black sisters were not weak. They had a reputation to uphold. Narcissa let out the breath she had been holding as she bit her lip. "You're such a baby, Cissa. You can't even walk into a forest on your own." She whispered to herself. She let her arms fall to her side as she loosened herself up. It didn't seem like an important gesture, but it helped her. "You wanna be like Bella so much?" She found that it helped her immensely when she talked to herself, instead of just thinking it. "Well, would Bellatrix shy away from a stupid forest? I think not, so get your butt in there!" With that, determination covered her features and she pushed herself forward, actually surprised when she saw that she was now in the Forbidden Forest. Her eyes widened in shock, and amazement. She felt a bit of pride to know that she had finally managed to get herself into the forest.

Getting in, was the easy part. She walked through the forest, touching everything. It was a place she had never been to before, and she liked it. She didn't like getting moss and other unmentionables on her hand. She looked at her fingers, disgusted, and wiped them on her skirt, making a note that she would need to clean her skirt later. Once Narcissa stopped, she found out that she had gotten herself lost. She panicked, looking around frantically. "Hello?!" She called out. "Oh yes, Narcissa, alert the entire forest to your presence. You're so amazing at self-preservation. Why aren't you dead yet?" She raised her hand to her mouth, and bit her finger as she continued looking around, only now she was keeping quiet, for awhile. She squeaked when she heard leaves rustling. "Just the wind.." She tried to tell herself. She jumped and squeaked again when a twig snapped. "Who's there?" She called, timidly. She didn't care that she was being weak, this place scared the bloody hell out of her.

( WORD COUNT ) 443
( TAGGED ) Open
( OUTFIT ) Slytherin Robes
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