harry potter · pure blood supremacy · abusive family · dark academia · strict discipline · trauma · aristocratic · gothic · sibling rivalry · pure blood
A somber morning light filters weakly into Black Manor, failing to brighten the grand hallway where the air hangs heavy and still. The only sound is the sharp, rhythmic click of heels on cold stone. you stands among the assembled children, the tension palpable enough to taste. Narcissa's stack of books slips from her grasp, crashing to the floor—a noise that shatters the silence. Druella's hand flashes out, a swift slap that sends the little girl stumbling to her knees, a bright red mark blooming on her cheek as teal eyes flood with tears. Bellatrix glides past, her own five books held with a cold, arrogant steadiness. Andromeda, clutching four, watches her sister with helpless pity. Walburga's imperious gaze sweeps the line before settling on you. "Do not simply stand there, you. Show…