okay, this is my first story. its, obviously, about the Black sisters. this will be my only disclaimer, 'cause, honestly, why else read fanfiction if its not based on another's idea? well, anyway...Disclaimer: the majority of this fanfiction is based on J.K. Rowlings Harry Potter books.

Chapter One

Narcissa, the youngest Black sister, looked at the Hogwarts Express apprehensively. She didn't want to attend Hogwarts, the school her older sisters flourished at. They were a tough act to follow. Narcissa was all for attending Tara School for Witches, a smaller, less known, but equally prestigious school, but her father was adamant at her attending Hogwarts.

So, here she was, eleven year old Narcissa Electra Black, about to start a school she didn't want to attend. Bellatrix, Narcissa's oldest sister, suddenly grabbed Narcissa's arm and pulled her on the train, mumbling about incompetent younger sisters. She led Narcissa through the narrow hallway, not stopping until she reached the back of the train, whereupon she opened the compartment door. Many Slytherins from prominent families were there. Narcissa recognized Lucius Malfoy, a seventh year, Darius Nott, Adriana Crabbe, and Rodolphus Lestrange. There were a few others in the compartment Narcissa didn't recognize as well.

"Guys, this is my younger sis, Narcissa," Bellatrix explained.

Narcissa nodded at each one of them, wishing again she was at Tara. The Slytherins slightly inclined their heads, and then went back to conversing with each other. Narcissa felt out of place and discreetly exited the compartment. She found a compartment halfway down the train that had only one other occupant, a petite girl with deep red hair and piercing green eyes.

"Mind if I sit here?" Narcissa asked.

"No," the girl replied, "I'm Lily Evans, by the way."

Narcissa smiled, and then said, "Narcissa Black."

The two girls shook hands and started to get to know each other. Narcissa learned the girl was a muggle-born, but Narcissa wasn't disgusted by the fact like Bellatrix would've been. Narcissa's mother's best friend was a muggle-born, much to the disgust of Narcissa's father, and Narcissa's other sister, Andromeda, liked muggle-borns, too. Lily, it turned out, shared Narcissa's thirst for information and read many of the same novels Narcissa had.

Halfway through the train ride, the two girls were interrupted by Narcissa's cousin, Sirius Black, along with three other boys. Narcissa recognized one of the other boys as James Potter, heir to the prominent light-sided Potter family.

"Cissa!" Sirius greeted warmly, rushing to hug Narcissa.

"Siri!" Narcissa greeted in reply.

Narcissa then proceeded to introduce Lily to the boys, and vice versa. Narcissa learned the other two boys were Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, both purebloods. Narcissa, Lily, and the boys happily conversed with each other the rest of the train ride, they laughed and joked with each other and played a few games of Exploding Snap. When it was almost time to exit the train, they slipped on their robes. By the time they were done, people were already exiting the train. Narcissa took a deep breath, then, along with her new friends, she joined the throng of students.

"Firs' years 'ere," came a call from a gigantic and barbaric looking man.

Narcissa, Lily, and Sirius got into one of the miniature boats, while James, Remus, and Peter got into another. The boats glided across the black, mirror-like lake. As soon as the castle came into view, a chorus of "ohhhs" rang out. Narcissa was impressed, the castle was more impressive then her own Black Castle. The boats took them beneath the castle into a little landing area. They were then ushered up some stairs and greeted by a strict looking teacher.

"I'm Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts and Head of Gryffindor House," the teacher explained, "In a few minutes you shall be sorted into your house. The houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Your houses will be like your family. You will eat, sleep, and have classes with your house. We have a point system set up. Good behavior will win your house points and bad behavior will lose them. The house with the most points at the end of the year will win the House Cup. Now, please follow me for your sorting."

The first years followed Professor McGonagall into the Great Hall. Narcissa looked up at the ceiling and let out a squeal of delight. The ceiling, she recalled from Hogwarts, A History, was bewitched to look like the night sky. In Narcissa's opinion, it was one of the greatest uses of magic. The first years filed down the little pathway between the two middle tables. They stopped once they were in front of the teacher's table. The whole school was staring at an old hat in that was sitting on a stool; suddenly the hat broke into song. Lily looked surprised, but Narcissa wasn't, for she knew what to expect.

When the hat finished its song, the school burst into applause. Then, Professor McGonagall started calling names to be sorted.

"Adley, Alex," the Professor called.

A short blonde nervously approached the stool. The boy sat on the stool for a few minutes before the hat yelled, "Gryffindor!"

Then, Professor called, "Black, Narcissa" Narcissa confidently walked up to the hat (she wasn't a pureblood for nothing!), and, with a small grimace of disgust, placed the hat on her head.

Interesting, the hat said in Narcissa's head, another Black. You would not be a good Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, despite you cunning qualities, is not for you either. I see a love for knowledge, and, what's this, bravery? You would make a good Gryffindor…

okay, i'm debating on wether Narcissa should be sorted into Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. if you don't tell me, i'll have to ask Gabe, and, trust me, you don't want that. see ya for now!