Well, this is different. Sirius/Narcissa isn't something I've ever seen, but this idea was nagging at me and I couldn't sleep so here we are. Drabbles are tough for me since I feel there isnt enough time to develop the characters/relationships but I tried my best, so I hope I did it justice.

Please review? ^_^ They really help, and motivate me!

The tall hooded figure hurried down the narrow alley, uncaring of the way her clearly expensive heels splashed in puddles. Her movements were frantic, her gaze darting everywhere as if searching for someone, or trying to avoid someone.

She stopped in front of a plain grey building, quickly casting a Scourgify on her feet. She stepped forward, opening the door to enter the dark hallway that followed. A balding man sitting on a chair to her right nodded at her but she didn't even spare him a glance, counting the numbers on the walls as she walked. When she reached 394, she raised her wand and muttered 'Marauders'. A small opening grew in the wall and she ducked into the dimly lit room, the wall automatically closing behind her.

She walked up to the man who was turned away from her, letting her cloak fall off to reveal an elegant maroon dress, and wrapped her pale arms around him from behind, resting her head on his taut back.

"Cissa," The man muttered, turning around to wrap his arms around the blonde woman, "What're you doing here?"

"You know I couldn't let it end like that, Siri. It would be an insult to everything we've ever had, an insult to our love," Narcissa Black spoke furiously, her grey eyes flashing.

Identical eyes reflected sadness and longing as Sirius Black spoke, hesitantly, "You know why we can't be together, my love. I'm an outcast, my name is already dead, I couldn't do that to you. You deserve to be treated like the princess you are."

Narcissa grabbed the back of his neck roughly, unshed tears shimmering in her eyes as she whispered furiously, "NO! I refuse to just walk away like this. You know I don't care about any of that, I don't care if you're not the Heir, or if you've been burned off the Tree. I care about YOU, Sirius Black, and only you."

The raven haired man's head dipped, his face mere inches away from Narcissa's and when he spoke, his breath washed over her," If-If we do this, there's no turning back. I-I won't let you go again. Once was hard enough for me."

Narcissa's hands tightened around his neck as she whispered just as firmly, "And I won't let you. The past week has been hell for me, and I have no wish to go through it again. I love you, Sirius Black, and I'm willing to do anything to prove it to you." She moved forward, her lips not just a hairsbreadth away.

"You don't need to do anything, but accept me as I am, Cissa," With those words, Sirius's lips gently pressed against the older woman. His hands wrapped tightly around her waist, and hers tangled in his hair. It was a slow kiss, burning with passion and love, containing promises and offering comfort to each other. They knew they would have to fight for their relationship, but their love was worth fighting for.

Word Count: 499. (phew!)

Pairing: Sirius Black/Narcissa Black.

Written for the Weekly Drabble Competition- Sirius Black. (However could I pass this opportunity p? xD)