Black
Not for long.
White.
The colour laughably draped about my shoulders.
Purity.
A lie.
Heavy feet forced me toward him.
Id be shedding Black for Lestrange.
Not willingly but what did young pure blood witches ever do willingly.
Id no choice; not for now anyway.
Rodolphus was a good match. Wealthy, handsome. He'd make a suitable partner with which to give the pureblood society children. Had I intended to.
I could have run. Andie later did.
I didn't . I believed in the pure blood ideals.
And the one I actually loved was unfortunately nearly three years younger than me, 2 years behind me in school.
We'd talked . Decided that it would be best for me, best for us in the long run. Id marry Rod, deal with it until Lucius could finish school and then.
And then...
But for today I was his, Rod's , at least on paper not in my heart.
So I draped myself in garments of false purity and vowed my life to be bound to a man I didn't love.
A day of lies.
Like most pure blood weddings.
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