'No, no, no, no…', she kept saying for herself. 'What have I just done?'. She was walking in circles in her own bedroom. In their bedroom. 'Oh for Merlin!', she was in complete panic.

Why have she said yes to her son, when he asked her if he could bring a friend to spend the summer. The entire summer. Three months. What would she do after what has just happened?

She was still tormenting herself when someone knocked on the door, which made her jump.

"Y-Yes?", she asked, shaking. 'What if it was him?', she thought, shaking.

"Can I come in?", asked her son, smiling to her.

She looked at him afraid that he already knew everything. "Sure, Draco."

He closed the door after him.

"It's Blaise.", he simply said, sitting on his parents' bed.

"W-What?", she asked, louder than she was expecting.

"He wants to leave but he doesn't want to tell me the reason.", he sighed.

'It's because he kissed me.', she thought, blushing with the memories.

"Maybe he wants some time on his own.", she tried to look normal.

"I don't know… He's not fine, I know him."

"Don't worry, you'll see it's nothing."

"I wish… Maybe is just another girl who turned him down.", Draco laughed slightly, as Narcisa felt terrible. "As you don't know what's wrong with him and you're not going to ask him not to leave, I'm going.".

She nodded and waited for him to close the door after leaving to lay in her bed and let the tears stream down her face.

'Just another girl.', she heard his son's voice inside her head. 'That's all she was feeling in that moment, just a teenage girl, like many others.' Only, she was an adult. Married. With a son.

She felt so dirty, so stupid… She betrayed, not only her husband, who couldn't care less about her, but even since, he was her husband, but her own son. And that was what was hurting her the most. Blaise was Draco's best friend. However, how is one supposed to deny love? To hide it? To pretend it's not there? To… ignore the beat of your own heart?

She knew her life was completely destroyed. She knew it was it. Love. She was old and experienced enough to know when it was love. In such intensity she had never felt. And it scared her like nothing had before.

-xxx-

"Don't worry, mate!", said Blaise for the hundredth time. "This has nothing to do with you!"

"So, what is it? Do you have a new girlfriend and are going to her house? You can tell me!"

Blaised looked at him. He couldn't say the truth, Draco would never, ever, forgive him, nor even try to.

"Look, it's not you, alright? Don't worry! We'll see each other in less a month!", he tried to smile.

Draco nodded. "When you're leaving?"

"Now. I'm just going to say goodbye to your mother and thank her for everything, ok?", he had to say this turned back to him, so he couldn't see his face.

"Sure. I'll wait here.", Draco smiled to him.

-xxx-

When they knocked on the door, Narcisa knew in the exact moment that it was him. Her heart started to race immediately and her body was shaking.

"Can I?", he asked, opening the door.

"You shouldn't be here.", she answered, still turned back to the door.

"I'm leaving. I don't want to cause you any trouble."

"You already had.", she felt about to cry.

"I know I've ruined everything. I was childish and immature. I'll regret it forever.", he closed the door.

"So it was just an impulse of the moment.", she wiped a tear away, furious with herself.

He walked closer her, stopping a few feet from her.

"You have no idea for how long I've been waiting for my lips to touch yours.", he could barely breathe, admitting it to her.

"Don't say that.", she said, in a low voice.

He walked those few feet and touched her shoulder, assuring her: "It's true. I've never felt like this before."

She got scared with his touch and she couldn't pay attention to her own thoughts under the beating of her heart. She looked at him.

"Me neither.", she confessed. "But we can't.", she took his hand away.

"Why? Why two people who love each other can't stay together?", he asked.

"You're just a kid! And my son's best friend! And I'm married and much older! Want more?", she was crying by now.

"I'm seventeen already, but I don't care about the age! I'm in love with you.", he was being as honest as he could.

"You don't know a thing about love. Get out.", she asked him.

"You're wrong."

She got up and walked towards the door. "Leave.", she felt empty as she said so.

He sighed, getting up and walked towards her.

"I'm going. And I'll be thinking about you every second while you'll be here, just pretending anything happened and lying to yourself. I know what I felt."

After he said this, he pushed her against the door and kissed her.

At first, she tried to let go, but he didn't let her, so she pushed him against her body toughly.

After a couple of moment, she pulled him away.

"Stop it.", she begged.

He nodded, feeling hurt.

"I'm sorry for everything. But never forget this, I love you with all my heart, even though I'll never be with you, I'll always love you."

Then, he just left.

Narcisa sat on the cold floor, hugging her knees, crying like a baby. She couldn't understand why all this has to be happening to her.

She closed her eyes, trying to stop crying, but everything she could remember was the previous night, when he knocked on her door…

It had been so… Forbiddingly perfect.