Rating
Mature
Chapters
6
Words
18,860
Characters
Narcissa, Draco, Oliver, Blaise (M), OC, OtherCanon
Primary Relationship
Draco/OC
Secondary Relationship(s)
Genre(s)
Drama, Romance
Era
Post-Hogwarts
Advisory
Strong Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme
Story Reviews
Status
Completed
First Published
2008-08-06 1:17am
Last Chapter
2008-10-14 5:38pm
Last Updated
2008-10-14 5:44pm
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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Daphne's Dilemma We, the Greengrass clan, had always acknowledged Daphne to be the looker of the family, while I was the brains. All our uncles and aunts remarked upon it. It was no secret to us, and certainly no secret to any suitor that might come to call. |
3,705 | 3 |
| 2 |
The Green Parlor The fact was, our parents’ plans for us were very simple and very specific. First Daphne would be married off, then it would be my turn for teas, dinners, and engagement rings. That Daphne and I might have other plans had seemingly never occured to them. |
2,717 | 2 |
| 3 |
Reality and Surreality I was beginning to actually enjoy our shared secret. It had drawn us closer together than we’d been in…years. I was flattered that she had such faith in my judgment, and my willingness to help her. Deep in the furthest recesses of my soul, a little voice told me that if the stakes got high enough, I might just turn my back on her. I was determined to prove that little voice wrong. |
3,331 | 2 |
| 4 |
Cocktails at the Manor My heart leapt unexpectedly into my mouth as I saw Draco Malfoy was lounging in one of the purple-black overstuffed chairs by the fireplace. Wearing robes of light gray, he looked more at ease here than he had in our drawing room, swirling a glass of firebrandy in his left hand. He cocked an elegant eyebrow at me. |
3,014 | 1 |
| 5 |
In Which There is Much Disagreement The minute we reached the hall I jerked my arm away with cold disdain. “How dare you touch me again!” I hissed as I rushed into the greeting hall and opened the wooden armoire holding our cloaks. |
2,197 | 1 |
| 6 |
Truth and Consequences I thought back on those days, on all the days Daphne and I had shared at school together. I imagined my fifteen-year-old self learning of Daphne’s secret. Would I have betrayed her trust then? With shame and humiliation, I realized I would have done. But this time, she had trusted me. And I hadn’t let her down a second time. |
3,896 | 11 |
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