&& she swam a GODDESS [open]

[narcissa black]

For only in the grip of darkness
We will shine amidst the brightest stars

Saturday evening. Perfect time for Narcissa to get out and about, wasn't it? Of course, she was the sort of person who was always trying to search for a bit of trouble, and would go by many measures for a little bit of excitement. She was fifteen now, soon to go on sixteen. Taking a look at the small silver watch on her wrist, which was embedded with small emeralds, she spotted the time.

"Eight thirty," she murmured quietly to herself, realizing that maybe she had been out a little longer than was meant for her to. She'd probably find herself in a bit of a predicament if she were to be caught. She gave a small roll of her eyes, concluding that in all honesty, she could care less as to what would happen, as long as she found some fun to come out of this evening. What interesting, creepy people would she find in Knockturn Alley? Sadly, she found that as she walked the street, not a single soul was in sight. Perhaps she was just wasting her precious time...

This was probably one of my most brilliant ideas, she thought sourly, the musing clearly quite sarcastic. This being the first time she had decided to roam into Knockturn Alley alone and a night, she didn't find it at all too satisfying to being here for any longer. With each step she took in hopes to retrace, she found herself feeling more and more uncomfortable with her surroundings. The setting didn't seem familiar at all. Had she taken a wrong turn? Ah, hell, she put a hand to her head, though she wouldn't panic just yet.