A/N this is a Narcissa/Lucius story, and my take on their strange relationship. It starts at Hogwarts with Narcissa. I posted this story quite a while ago, but have decided to rewrite some parts. I also know how to get italics to display, so that the chapter will look better. Anyway please R&R and tell me what you think. Many Thanks.

I should really do a disclaimer so here it is; I don't own Harry Potter (even though he is not actually in this story!) or any of the other characters! =)

Chapter one ~ The Dream

Narcissa was scared. It was a new feeling to her, she had never been scared before in her sixteen years of life. But this time she wasn't just nervous, or worried, but really scared. And what would a very attractive, grade O (outstanding) student have to be scared of; her parents. Narcissa was a Black, part of the Ancient time honoured clan of Black.

She sat in the library for as long as she could, but Madame Pince in the end had to throw her out at closing time. Night began to fall, the moonlight sloping through the dome windows, casting an eerie light on the echoing corridors. She then wondered the halls, aimlessly, going nowhere in particular. In the end she collapsed of tiredness, and sobbed herself to sleep on the cold tiles of the narrow corridor.

She couldn't face returning to her friends in the Slytherin dormitory.

The next morning she awoke groggily to find a anxious face peering down at her.

"Well, Miss Black, I would suggest that you do not sleep on the floor again, you could have caught a terrible cold." Madame Pomfrey said, getting up and fussing around the bed.

"I'm quite alright, Madame Pomfrey and thank you!" Narcissa said, as she attempted to get out of bed.

"Oh, your not quite ready to go yet, Miss Black, you can join the rest of the school at lunchtime."

"But, honestly I feel fine." She said, quickly.

"And who is the professional here? Here you go, have some chocolate." She said snapping off a few pieces and handing it to the sixteen year old.

Madame Pomfrey watched as Narcissa ate it, and yawned.

"Maybe you should go back to sleep for a few hours, we'll talk properly when you wake up." She said, walking from the room.

Narcissa sighed and lay down. She didn't want to sleep, if she closed her eyes she would have the dream again, but if she was awake she would be left to her thoughts and the voices arguing in her head. In the end she closed her eyes and fell almost instantly to sleep.

##### Narcissa's Dream #####

Andromeda stood in the large kitchen. She was clutching a bleeding arm in one hand and a battered suitcase in the other. She knelt down beside a sobbing ten year old.

"This is the way it has to be Cissa, you know I can't stay here. Not now! They won't let me. You know what Cissa, you'll be the only thing I'll miss."

"Don't go, Andro. Please, don't go." The little girl said, scrabbling off the floor and clutching Andromeda's hand.

"How many times Cissa, I can't."

"Well, where you gonna go?"

"I'll go somewhere, don't you worry about me!"

"And…please!"

"No Cis, I gotta go."

"You could go and stay with Sirius."

"I don't think Aunt would approve, though you are right Sirius would help me, if he could. But I can't drag him into this Cissa, I really can't. Remember Cis, don't let over people lead, live your own life."

Andromeda stood up, kissed the little girl on the head, picked up the suitcase and left. A ten year old

Narcissa lay down on the cold floor sobbing herself to unconsciousness…

###### end of Narcissa's Dream #####

Narcissa woke up to find herself in the hospital wing. Why? Why did she keep having the same dream?

Why? Why now? Madame Pomfrey rushed into her.

"I heard you sobbing dear, are you sure you're okay? Maybe I should call your parents…"

"No!" she said, quickly. "Honestly, there is no need. I feel far better now. I think I'll go back to lessons." she said, climbing out of the bed.

"If you need to talk, Miss Black, I am here." Madame Pomfrey called as Narcissa left the hospital wing.

As she got outside, she stood leaning on the door thinking miserably of the days, weeks, years ahead.

Nothing layout there for her, nothing. She would end up the same as Andromeda, a distant memory, a disgrace to the family, never to be spoken about, her very name burnt from the family tree. No, whatever happened she could not go against her family. Could she?

A/N *nods* yes that chapter definitely looks better! ^_^ Anyway please review.