Narcissa liked to make him wait. She liked to make him suffer.
It wasn't anything against him, and she certainly didn't want to wait forever to see him, but she liked it better when he was just a little bit annoyed. She didn't know why, but she just got a big kick out of it. Her heart always made a little thrilling spin when he yelled at her, and it was exhilarating. Like a roller coaster.
So at Seven-ten, she walked down the hallway, already seeing his slight frame next to the door. Narcissa grinned to herself.
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