Heyla lovelies! This story is an RP that I'm doing with my friend. She has graciously let me use her work as part of my own...but it's half mine as well. This story will include slash. It is a Narcissa Black/Lily Evans pairing without messing up the cannon too much (There is still Narcissa/Lucius and Lily/James). Anyhoo...this is a test run of the first chapter. Tell me what you think! But no flames, constructive criticism only!
I found this poem in English class one day, and I really like it. I'll put it in the Author's Notes every so often just to remind people about its existence...It fits the story.
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire, Robert Frost
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate,
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Narcissa wasn't the kind of girl people called pretty. Because she wasn't pretty, she was gorgeous. Breathtakingly beautiful, was one thing people whispered about her in the halls. With the arrogance and wicked personality to match, or so the Gryffindors would eagerly inform you. She was Slytherin from head to toe, cruel, calculating, and absolutely manipulative. She got everything she wanted, whenever she wanted it, and immediately—because Narcissa was that kind of girl. Where Bellatrix was dark, every bit of Narcissa was fair. From her perfect pale complexion, to her flawless straight blonde hair, long enough to dust her hips and almost white in the sunlight. Her blue eyes were like ice and her voice was so utterly smooth that it seduced whomever she intended it to with just a whisper. Narcissa was, as she'd been commanded to be from birth, perfect. Elegant and graceful and perfect. A pureblood in every sense of the word, and she was rather smug about it. Snide, most would say, with a mean sort of humor and an endless aura of being aloof. She was also quite a clever little witch, as far as purebloods go. Perhaps she was not quite so naturally gifted as Lily Evans, but easily the second best in her class. Of course, good pureblood girls were not supposed to be smarter then their betrothed pureblood boys, so Narcissa's professors fumed as she performed perfectly and still tested firmly in the middle of the class. They saw her work out spells, produce translations on the spot, figure out the solutions to the more difficult problems, and then erase her answers, or twist her wand at the last moment, to avoid getting the score she deserved. Narcissa wasn't exactly a teacher's pet, but she didn't need to be.
She sat down, as graceful and elegant as ever, in her Potions class, sending a coy smile over at Malfoy before turning her icy gaze to the front of the room. Narcissa left an impression, whether she was at the top of the class or not, and that's exactly what she'd been instructed to do. Purebloods were perfect, and perfect she would be. She had to be. She remembered that, more than anything else. Her parents would never dream of scarring her perfect body, but there were other methods to make sure she got the message, and she did. It had taken a while, perhaps, but she did.
Lily Evans slipped into the potions class just before the Professor. She sat in the middle of a group of Gryffindors. Today it was Remus Lupin who was pushed from the quartet to be on his own, so Lily sat with him and her friend Sarah. The three Gryffindors simply smiled as the potions professor observed the class. "Today, class, you will be working on the potion that is on the board. If you need me to explain anything...feel free to ask...I just might answer...maybe even correctly..." He scoffed in their general direction with a sly smirk to Narcissa.
Lily shook her head and smiled at Lupin and Sarah. "Do you guys think this is tough? Or can we help each other through it?"
Lupin smiled at her and spoke quietly. "Oh, I think we'll muddle through it well enough..." The three set to work.
Narcissa smirked back at the professor, lowering her eyes and clasping her hands neatly on the table in front of her. Bellatrix, who was dark in every sense of every sense of the word—excluding her complexion, which was just a few shades less pale than Narcissa—sneered over at Lily, voice loud enough for the others to hear. "I just don't understand why the headmaster thinks it appropriate to mix classes as he does...honestly, one wouldn't train a dragon with a dog; and filthy little mudblood bitches have no place fouling up the educational environment. Don't you think, Cissa?" The Slytherins snickered.
Narcissa's accent was slightly more French than her sisters; she didn't follow Bellatrix's cruel gaze to Lily, but instead started sorting through the ingredients indicated in her book. "Of course, Bella. Get a small bottle, wont you?" Bellatrix scoffed and slid off her stool to do so
Lily clenched her fists and glared at the blonde at the front of the class. Lupin hissed in his breath as he glanced at James, begging Sirius to stop him from doing anything stupid. "Nobody's a mudblood but you, bitch! Only people with muddy blood would dream of insulting somebody who's done nothing wrong..."
Narcissa's cool gaze snapped to James before Bellatrix could respond, and it was Narcissa who provided a cold reply. "Perhaps you're the muddiest one among us, Potter; I think most the student body would agree that you tend to isolate and attack those not quite fit to defend themselves against your unattractively large bulk."
Sirius growled almost silently as his eyes moved over to Snivellus.
Bellatrix smirked and snatched Narcissa's request, hopping back to her stool, folding her arms and letting Narcissa start on their potion. "Wicked Cousin Sirius has the worst taste in boys."
Sirius snarled, muttering something under his breath about how he doesn't have a taste in boys, but he held James back, he was used to their bantering at him. "James!" It was growled. "If you don't stop now we'll lose house..."
"Thirty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter... And thirty for you too, Mr. Black. If someone begins to get physical, another student should never interfere..." He glanced at Lupin, Lily, and Sarah. "Get to work you three before I take more points from your house..." Lily instantly snapped out of it and began on their potion, muttering obscenities too softly to be heard.
Narcissa glanced almost shyly up to smile at the professor, Bellatrix snickered turning to lean her elbows on the table and smirk at Potter. Narcissa, still smiling rather smugly, went back to their potion. She finished it in time enough, deciding that one well done potion wouldn't bring her scores up too much, and sliding gracefully off her stool to peer into Malfoys cauldron.
Lily, Lupin and Sarah managed to pull theirs together and were in the final stage, which Lily read aloud as Lupin kept time and Sarah stirred. "Stir clockwise for three minutes...counter-clockwise for two... and then clockwise again for one..." Lupin was keeping track. "Two more minutes clockwise, then..." Sarah nodded.
James, Peter and Sirius were in a seriously heated discussion and had completely abandoned their already ruined potion.
Malfoy smirked as Narcissa bent to add a pinch or two of some required substance to his potion, looking her over openly and bringing his eyes back to her face with a great deal of satisfaction. He didn't touch her, of course, as Narcissa Black was not to be touched until her wedding day; but he was patient enough just looking at her and waiting. She sent him that coy smile and pulled her hair over a shoulder so as the line of her back and sway of her hips were nicely exposed as she glided back to her seat.
The three smiled as their potion turned silver and gave off a faint purple smoke, just like the instructions said it should. Lily and Lupin were already laughing with Sarah.
James's voice rang out. "SHUT IT, SIRIUS!"
Sirius growled again and as Pettigrew dodged their now flying books, he knocked over Lily's cauldron.
"Woops...no points for you three today..." The professor hissed this as he banished the rest of their potion.
Narcissa arched an eyebrow at the outburst, sidestepping Lily's potion without a glance and slipping back up onto her stool. Narcissa laughed, rather loudly, at them all, grinning viciously. Narcissa tried to keep from smiling, but couldn't quite manage. "We're done, sir."
"Full points Miss Black and Miss Black..."
He looked disgustedly at Potter, the other Black—the disgraceful one—and Pettigrew. "No points for you boys either...you may leave the class if you like... I certainly don't want Potter, Mr. Black, Pettigrew, Lupin, Evans, or Delorian any longer than necessary..."
Narcissa glanced at Lily, then back to her potion. Narcissa was not supposed to be jealous of anyone, but she stared at her potion as she collected her things and wondered why it hadn't given off that intended scent the way Lily's potion had. Bellatrix was oblivious, smirking at the other Slytherins and making nasty remarks as to the level of intelligence present in the Gryffindor House.
Lily gathered her things and left the room without a backward glance. Sirius and James had already come to a silent agreement to forget their argument for the moment and were packed up, waiting for Moony and Wormtail.
Sarah gathered her things and rushed after Lily, knowing the other girl would need to talk.
Narcissa cast a nasty look at Sarah, beating her to the door and lingering in it just to spite the other girl. Malfoy brushed past the girl with a sneer, offering Narcissa his arm. She took it with a nod and tossed her hair back over her shoulder as they walked off.
Sarah shook her head and took off, slipping past them a little farther up the hallway and making a dash to the common room, it was time for lunch... but she knew that after a class like that... Lily wouldn't be in the Great Hall.
Hah! The first chapter's done! Fwee! Tell me the truth! Was it alright! Love you all lots! Byez...
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