Chapter conserning Depression
"I heard about what happened at the ministry...I mean, how couldn't I? Lucius is in Azkaban now..." Narcissa's words were distant.
Bellatrix looked up from the place on the carpet that she was staring at. For some time now, she had been losing the distinct spark in her eyes.
Her dark, hooded eyes met with the crystalline blues of Narcissa for a moment before she looked down once more.
"Sirius is dead." The darker sister stated.
Narcissa did not react. Her deep depression had sapped her emotions .
"Are you happy?"
"I will be." Bellatrix said with a dark smile.