She shoved the chair backwards and stood up suddenly, her eyes locked with his for a few seconds, long enough for him to smirk at her and make another wave of nausea wash over her. She snapped her head to where she knew her sister was sat, the eyes that stared back were uncaring they were goading her, daring her to leave.

Narcissa didn’t understand Rodolphus at all, he was dark she could feel it in him, but he loved and protected her sister, and her sister loved him that much was obvious, then there was the boy Narcissa would trust with anything, Rabastan who loved, liked, and totally trusted his brother. Narcissa didn’t know what exactly it was about him that set her on edge that little bit, because he had never hurt her in anyway, in fact sometimes he out right protected her, perhaps it was the way that other people were intrinsically scared of him that made her weary?

"don’t you think Narcissa…" he tucked another stray curl behind her ear leaving her neck feeling oddly exposed as his warm breath blew across it, she shuddered and he laughed "-that we will produce absolutely beautiful children together" she didn’t move. He turned her sharply to face him, his hands that were still on her waist leading her, he moved to within about an inch of her face "I knew you'd agree" he said ominously and he pushed his cold malevolent lips onto hers.