A/N: Just a little piece that popped into my head about the Black family. Hope you like it. Reviews, especially constructive criticism, are much appreciated. I don't own Harry Potter.
Narcissa spent her nights trying to
In her little butterfly net
And her days
(Lying on a hazy pillow of white in the sky)
One – the brightest of them all.
Named after herself
Because even though Narcissa was a flower
And not a star
She always had been a
Vain little thing.
Two - Bellatrix, dearest Bella.
The star that twinkled the most.
On. Off. On. Off. On. Off.
Just like her smile, and later, her
Glimpses of sanity.
Three – no longer lovely, lovely Andy Black
But Andromeda Tonks.
"No longer our sister!"
When she fell from the sky
Leaving only a blazing trail of that
Lovely, lovely laugh and a
"I will always love you, Narcissa."
Four – Sirius loathed living
Entangled in a net.
So he wished upon himself
And broke free
The day that wretched Sorting Hat screamed out
Five – Regulus, who had always been too fond
Of the Gryffindor and that nasty little house elf
And gave up his life in memory of both.
In the end
Too soft hearted for the death eaters.
Years and years later, though
Narcissa renamed the brightest star in the
(Now worn and frayed)