Pure Blood – Black Love

Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, as you might have guessed… and suprise, surprise I don't own Harry Potter.

Note: I' m not from an English-speaking country, so please don't hate me for making mistakes. In this story Bella is 17 years old, Andromeda 16 and Cissy 14. I know this is different from the books but it won't fit otherwise.

Chapter 1

Narcissa – Ice Princess

"Cissy!"

Narcissa Black hesitated for the fraction of a heartbeat and decided to walk on. She knew this voice.

"Narcissa?!" She smiled gleefully. He had to be really interested in talking to her. Usually nobody dared even address "one of the Black Girls".

"Narcissa, wait a moment, please!" Cissy stopped and hastily rearranged her face in an indifferent expression before she turned to face her follower.

"Lucius Malfoy?" she replied coolly and raised an eyebrow.

"Narcissa, I wondered if you might join me in Hogsmead this weekend, beauty."

Narcissa tried hard to hide her happiness. She took her time before she answered with a calm and careless voice: "Yes, alright then. I meet you around two o'clock in the Entrance Hall?"

Lucius ginned. "Ok. I'll wait for you Cissy – "

She shot him an angry look at the mention of her nickname. Only her sisters called her like that. Lucius just smirked.

"Er… I know it's a week till Christmas, but I already got present for you, Narcissa." He continued and handed her a small gift wrapped box. Narcissa struggled again to keep her expression blank.

"Thank you!" She replied with the hint of a smile and turned quickly before Malfoy could see her blushing or grin in triumph.

Narcissa Black liked being admired and adored. She had always been "everybody's darling" in her family and since her third year she had been asked out at least twice every week. Well, she was good-looking; she was tall, had long, silky blond hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin and an aristocratic look on her beautiful face.

But she was also very selective. After all, she was a pureblood, one of the famous Black Sisters and not some silly pretty-girl.

There were only two things she really cared about: Her family and her looks.

Lucius was quite handsome, he was rich, only son of an old and famous wizard-family and she knew it was her mother's wish to engage her daughter with a pureblood. Why not him? Narcissa was sure her family would be more than satisfied if she'd choose Malfoy. It was certainly a bit early to think about a marriage now. After all she was just 14… she just liked the way Lucius treated her.

Narcissa ripped the parquet as soon as she had found an empty classroom. Inside the box was a necklace. It was a beautiful silver one with opals and sapphires all over it. She smiled. The sapphires matched her eyes perfectly. Lucius really knew what she liked… he knew how to treat her. Like a little princess.