"Lili," Narcissa called out. Her hands burning cold as she touched her niece's face to see the bruise forming on her forehead, lips and cheek. The matriarch was close to murdering her husband.
"I'm fine, aunt." The fourteen-year-old muttered tearing her face away from the cold hands.
"You're not." The Mother said. "He is hurting you. You're not safe here."
"You are my only blood," The girl muttered. "I am bounded here."
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𝟏𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟐
Calypso furrowed her eyebrows as she sat on her travelling luggage. She had been trying to close it, but I grew impossible with the lock being far from each other. The Black heiress grew frustrated and just used her mist to force the locks to lock. Finally, after fifteen minutes of trying to shut it, she managed to do so, even with a help of her extra powers.
"I did not just saw you lock that with your god powers," Draco's voice said from the door, witnessing his cousin's struggle.
"Yes, you did, and you will ignore it." The girl said, pulling her luggage off her bed and on the floor.
Her cousin snorted, folding his arms in front of him. "Hell no, Calypso Black can't lock her luggage."
