AN: Well, as promised I am busy rewriting "What you know about love" and this is the new version. Thanks to my Beta, the lovely Estella Ashton- author of 'To Have and to Hold' if you have been dead and not read that yet, I suggest you do.

This may look a bit like Romeo and Juliette but it is not. I am not basing the story on it and I do not want the same ending, I mean who lets two characters fall irrevocably in love then kills them off because they cannot be together... Anyway, enough ranting ENJOY.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognise is property of the famous Mrs. Rowling the rest are mine.

"Oh, my love! I've missed you so much." He cupped her face in his one hand whilst pulling her to him by her waist. He leaned down and…

"NARCISSA!" Druella Black called her youngest daughter from the terrace before walking back into the house.

"Coming mother!" Narcissa closed her book, stood up and walked to the terrace. She gave one last look at the garden and went to join her mother by the front door. She was about to start her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and her mother couldn't be prouder.

"Druella how many times must I tell you and this girl not to yell across the grounds? It is common and I will not tolerate it." Cygnus Black was chastising his wife when Narcissa entered the room.

"Yes, husband." Druella turned to her daughter, "Now darling, do you have all your things? We do not want you missing something."

"Yes, mother," Narcissa gave a small laugh, "For the seventh time, I triple checked."

"Oh, alright. But do you have enough coats? They say it's going to get awfully cold this year and we don't want you getting the flu."

"Mothe…"

"Druella, stop pestering the child." Cygnus Black, who stood in the corner, interrupted Narcissa, "If she says she has everything, she does have everything."

"Yes, yes. Cissy," Druella turned to face her daughter again, "greet your father so we can go. We do not want you to miss the train,"

Narcissa walked over to her father and gave him a peck on the cheek, "Goodbye, Father."

"Good bye Narcissa. Be a good girl this year."

"I always am father."

"I expect good marks. And remember, stay away…"

"From Malfoy, I know father and I will not go near him," Narcissa's voice was monotonous since she had repeated this more than a thousand times.

"Good, now go before you are too late."

With one last look at the house and a wave at her father, Narcissa picked up her bags and held her mother's arm so they could apparate.

Lucius sat on the windowsill in his bedroom. He couldn't believe it was his last year at school. Oh, how time flew. He was making mental notes on all the fun things he had yet to do before leaving school.

A faint pop brought Lucius' attention back to reality. He turned his head to the fowl house-elf who dared to disturb his tranquillity.

"Sorry to bother master. The missus asks for master. She is saying master will be late if master don't go now."

"Take my bag, Thallan. I will be down in a minute." The elf took Lucius' bag and popped out of the room. Lucius took a deep breath before walking out of his room and closing his door behind him. As Lucius came down the stairs he could see his parents. Rolling his eyes, he cleared his throat. How could he expect anything else?

"Ah, Lucius. Did you finally decide to grace us with your presence rather than wasting away in that room of yours?" Abraxas Malfoy was Malfoy through and through. He had long blond hair, grey eyes and a very pointed face. His wife could have been his twin sister.

"Father, Mother." Lucius bowed his head to each of them. He learned a long time ago to ignore his father's bitterness rather than comment on it.

"Your father has a point, Lucius. We barely saw you this break. How are you supposed to learn about the Malfoy's books when you are never present?"

"Mother, I have been learning ever since I was five. I think I know the workings of our estate."

"But to carry on like you do," Abraxas scolded his son, "It is an absolute disgrace. Partying all night and doing who knows what during the day…"

"Not to mention the girls you bring in here. The noises coming from your room would make a Knockturn Alley whore blush and turn nun…"

"It is a disgrace! I can just imagine the Blacks should they learn of your escapades."

"Your ancestors will turn in their graves if they were to know."

Somewhere during this speech Lucius tuned out and thought of the wild nights. He had them all. Blonds, red hairs, brunette, black heads, Metamorphmagi, Animagi, Veela. It was quite a blissful break.

"Well… Mother, Father, it has been a pleasure to converse with you but I must leave now. Unless you want to embarrass the family by having to take me to Hogwarts yourself. I am sure the Blacks will have a field day." Lucius smirked. He knew just where to hit his parents the hardest.

"Yes, good day son." Amanda Malfoy said while Lucius kissed her cheek.

"I only want the highest achievements." Abraxas shook his son's hand.

With a last nod at his parents Lucius took his bags and walked out of the house. When he was far enough away he apparated to King's Cross station.

AN: Reviews will be appreciated, both good and bad. I love compliments but negativity is what helps improving on a story. I will try to update soon.

Lots of love for reading xxx