~ Sydney J Harris
Wednesday, March 21st ~ Early Afternoon
Narcissa was approaching the fourth month, and according to what she'd gone through with Draco, should have been quite ill and indisposed a great deal of the time. Other than nausea when accosted by certain odors, Narcissa had found this pregnancy quite different. When she'd examined her stomach in the mirror that morning, she was pleased that it merely showed a slight bulge, but had applied the benign potion that would insure there were no hideous stretch marks left behind. Her morning had passed much as normal, a few letters sent out to try and set things aright at the BOG and numerous ones for the Black family holdings.
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