the_debt_of_time

Sirius shook his head. "Not without you."
"Are you out of your stupid little mind, cousin?" she snapped at him like a viper,
quick and sharp. "This is my wedding day!"
"It doesn't have to be." Sirius dropped his casual attitude. "You can run. Go be like
Andromeda. Find someone who actually loves you and won't treat you like a house-elf or a
broodmare."
"I do not want to be like Andromeda," Narcissa said, tears trembling in her eyes.
"She's free. Free from all of this pureblood supremacy shit."
"She was tortured by her own sister!" Narcissa argued, picking the sides of her dress
up in clenched fists as she began to pace back and forth in the room. "At my engagement
party! And you, a fourteen-year-old boy, were the only one to try and stop it, Sirius! I
am not Andromeda. I don't have the ability to walk away from this. My choice has already
been made."
"Made for you."
"Yes, made for me," she agreed. "As yours will be for you. Andromeda ruined both of
us by running off with that Mudblood," she spat, her eyes turning cold and distant.
"Don't call him that! You've never called them that before!"
"It's what they are." Her blue eyes narrowed at him. "They are Mudbloods, and
you're a blood-traitor!"
"And the blood-traitors are right!" Sirius yelled and stepped forward, meeting her
eye-to-eye. He reached for her arm to keep her from walking away from him. "Cissa, don't
think I don't know what Lucius is up to. I overheard my parents talking to Abraxas last
Easter. I know who they're following and what they're wanting to do."
"Don't," Narcissa begged, her stony resolve cracking.
"Cissa―"
"Please.. ."
"You're marrying a fucking Death Eater!" he yelled, and she fell to the floor, covering
her face as she sobbed.
He silently stroked her hair, trying to offer her comfort in the only way he knew
how. After a full minute, Narcissa finally spoke. "You're going to be one too."
Sirius jumped back from her as though she were infected. "Like hell!"