Was fate preordained and unchangeable?

In Greek mythology, there was Moira (one of the three goddesses of fate). In Norse legends, there was Norse. Even King Arthur's fate had been seen through by Merlin.

However, in the face of fate, the Greek goddesses silently weaved the threads of fate in their hands. The Norse fairies could not escape the Twilight of the Gods. In the face of the doomed Great Britain, Merlin was sad but helpless. He could only sigh softly in an unknown place.

Narcissa had never been a fatalist.

She had never cared about the wizarding world's divination.

However, when she realized that she could not tell others about the disaster that would happen in the future, despair swept through her entire world.

She could not help but think that if she could do it all over again, she could only see the Black family destroyed, Lucius dispirited, and her Xiao Long struggling in despair.

No, absolutely not.

This time, even if she risked her life, she would let the Black family continue to exist, let Lucius not be tortured, and let her Xiao Long be proud and happy forever.

Narcissa decided in her heart.

1963, winter.

This year for the Black family was no different from the previous years.

The only thing worth mentioning was that the eldest of the three Black sisters, Bellatrix Black, had started her studies at Slytherin College in Hogwarts.

Lucius's family trial seemed to have reached the end of a cycle.

Last time, Andomida read the letter he wrote to Narcissa after he returned from the desert in Morocco. Narcissa was so angry that she chased Andomida everywhere, trying to snatch the letter back.

However, in the process of chasing and dodging, Andomida read more than half of the letter.

"I didn't expect that, Qianqian," Andromeda teased with a cheeky grin as he dodged, "You've been booked before you even arrived at Hogwarts.

Look, 'Dear Sissy, long time no see, I missed you.' Malfoy was so straightforward.

You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I bet you'll be the first one to get married out of the three of us.

Poor me and Beira. When the time comes, mother will definitely grumble about why we didn't get a 'boyfriend' like you did.

Tell me, how are you going to compensate us? "

Beira, who was ridiculed, stood aside lazily and watched them fight. She did not express her opinion. "Andomida, Narcissa, both of you should stop. Otherwise, when mother comes, she will think that the goblins have turned our living room upside down."

"Andomida!"

Narcissa was half angry, half embarrassed and half angry. She shouted at Andomida, "Don't talk nonsense, and give me back the letter!" After that, she threw herself at Andomida.

Andomida saw that the situation was not good. She stuffed the letter into Narcissa's hand and turned to hide behind Beira. She made a face at Narcissa.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I was going to say it.

'My — Dear — Sissy' "She said in a deliberately strange tone." Little Miss Black, oh no, 'Lady Malfoy'? 'Long time no see?' "She laughed to herself.

Narcissa was so angry that she reached out to hit her, but Beira stopped her.

Beira turned around and scolded Andomida, "Andomida!

You watch yourself! "

Narcissa glared at Andomida and walked out of the living room.

Andomida also felt that she might have gone too far, but she still grumbled, "I didn't say anything wrong.

There are only so many people in the pureblood family.

Narcissa quietly 'hooked up' with a boyfriend, and it's the only son of the Malfoy family.

Why am I not as lucky as her?

By the time we get married, I don't know what will be left of us. "

Beira rolled her eyes and scolded Andomida, "Who told you this?

Father won't let us get engaged just because we don't want to.

Besides, even I can see what you're thinking. Aren't you just jealous that Narcissa found yourself a good-looking 'fiancé' with a good family background?

I tell you, Andomida, that the Malfoys' house is not likely to be a good place, even if it were, in accordance with old Malfoy's dissolute ways, to say nothing of the fact that they are not yet together, and that the engagement has not yet taken place.

So, try not to mention them, especially in front of outsiders.

Don't forget that Narcissa is our sister. No matter how jealous you are, the Black family is still a whole family. "

Andomida curled his lips disapprovingly, but in his heart, he somewhat agreed with Bella's words and felt a little guilty.

After that, Narcissa didn't talk to Andomida for almost a week.

Andomida couldn't bring herself to coax her, so the atmosphere between the two was a little strange.

Beira was still the same as before. She didn't take the two's' quarrel 'to heart at all. She was still reading and practicing her potions and magic.

And just like that, Christmas was coming.

The Black Manor was filled with a Christmas atmosphere.

Narcissa's mother had the house elves clean the Black Manor and decorated it with holly leaves and mistletoe wreaths, with little gold and silver bells.

This year, the Black family would be hosting a dinner party at the Black Manor. Almost all the pure-blood families would be there.

Aunt Walbuga and Uncle Oraine also brought their sons to the Black Manor in advance.

The two children were Cyrius and Regulus.

Cyrius was still a four year old child, holding Uncle Oraine's hand.

Regulus was also a two year old child, held by Aunt Walbuga with luxurious makeup.

Narcissa was by her mother's side, welcoming their arrival.

She couldn't help but think to herself. How did she accept the news of her two cousins' deaths in her previous life?

In her previous life, when Regulus passed away, Narcissa's father had already died of an illness the year before. Narcissa's mother was depressed and soon followed her father.

Uncle Oraine had already died in a fight between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix.

Beira was obsessed with following The Dark Lord and didn't care about the death of her cousin. Andomida eloped with someone and was banished from the family tree, never to be heard from again.

Cyrius had already betrayed the Black family. Whenever he mentioned the Black family, he would always be filled with disgust and disdain.

At that time, Narcissa had just been married. While the Malfoy family was tidying up the room, Aunt Walbuga urgently called her back to 12 Grimory Square. As soon as she came out of the fireplace, she was embraced by Aunt Walbuga, whose makeup was messy and clothes were messy.

The lady who was always proud and elegant in her impression was now hugging her and crying without caring about her image.

After a while, Narcissa heard Aunt Walbuga squeeze a few words out of her sobs. "Sissy, Regulus … Regulus, he's … gone."

Narcissa was still a little confused at the time until Aunt Walbuga showed her the Black family tree. When she saw the darkened name of Regulus, Narcissa's head exploded, as if she had been hit with a stick.

The setting sun shone on 12 Grimory Square. There was only an old woman in luxurious clothes hugging a young woman, crying her heart out and lungs out.

That was the first time Narcissa felt that the Black mansion was too quiet, so quiet that it was scary.

When Cyrius passed away in her previous life, the Demon King whose name must not be mentioned had already returned.

Narcissa was scared and frightened every day, and couldn't be in two places at once.

It was a long time later that she heard Beira, who had already gone crazy, say to her, as if chatting idly, "Last time when we surrounded the Ministry of Magic, I hit that traitor Cyrius." Narcissa paused, then said mechanically, "And then?" In response, Beira casually said, "Maybe he's dead."

After that, Beira left as if nothing had happened, as if she had only come to inform Narcissa of such a small matter.

In an instant, many things flashed through Narcissa's mind: the Black family gatherings as a child, her father's angry expression before his death, his longing to see Andomida, Beira's laughter when she was sent to prison, the thick smoke from the burnt Black Manor, the ruined 12 Grimory Square, Aunt Walbuga's portrait facing the main entrance, and finally, Lucius's deep, gray eyes filled with thoughts, and Draco's young, anxious, and desperate face.

Narcissa seemed to be thinking about many things, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing.

She only felt that her exhaustion had increased, so she turned her head and busied herself with other matters in Malfoy's manor.

"Uncle Oraine, Aunt Walbuga." Narcissa heard Beira's voice, and came back to her senses to see Beira bowing to her aunt and uncle.

Andomida tugged at her skirt, and she glanced at Andomida. Andomida was also half bowing, and Narcissa hurriedly bowed as well. "Uncle, aunt."

Oraine's uncle nodded in return, and then pulled Cyrius out from behind him. "This is your cousin, Cyrius."

He pointed to the child in Walbuga's arms and said, "This is Regulus." Then he turned to Cyrius Black. "Cyrius, these are your three cousins, Bellatrix, Andomida, and Narcissa."

Cyrius looked curiously at his three cousins, and then turned his head away. He said unhappily, "You said they were my little friends. Father, you lied."

Aunt Walbuga scolded him anxiously. "Cyrius, where are your manners?"

Signas stroked Cyrius's head. "The child is still young. It's okay."

He then turned to the Beira sisters. "Show your cousin Cyrius around Black Manor."

He then gestured to Oraine and Walbuga. "Let's have a good chat here." He then led them to the front hall.

Narcissa's mother, Druela, pulled Cyrius to the Black sisters and said gently, "Treat this as your own home. Have fun with your cousins." She then said to the Black sisters, "Have fun with your cousin, but don't bully him." She then smiled gently at them, and left with Signas and the others.

After Mrs. Black and Druela left, the four children looked at each other.

Beira turned her head arrogantly and said to Narcissa and Andomida, "You two should have something in common at your age. I still have homework to do, so I'm going back to my room." She then summoned a house elf and said, "Take care of them." She then turned and went upstairs.

Cyrius was a little confused by Beira's words. He stared blankly for a moment, as if someone had bullied him. His eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry.

Andomida looked at Cyrius with disgust, then at Narcissa. She said hesitantly, "Narcissa, I … I want to see the Icelandic donkey and the Scottish lamb that dad bought for Christmas decorations.

Then … he … "She glanced at Cyrius.

Narcissa sighed helplessly. "You go." She looked at Cyrius Black, who was at a loss. "I'll take care of him."

Andomida hugged Narcissa happily and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you, Sissy.

I hate being with children. "She then turned and ran to the backyard.

She stopped after a few steps, and said uneasily, "Oh, right … I'm sorry about before, Sissy.

I was wrong. "

Narcissa didn't realize what Andomida was talking about. She thought for a moment, and then remembered. "Ah, it's okay.

I was too narrow-minded. "

The moment she saw her two cousins again, Narcissa had already ignored these small 'unpleasantness'.

There was nothing better, Narcissa thought, than that they were all alive and together again.

As for the small conflicts, they were insignificant in the face of death.