Narcissa Black studied herself in the mirror. Her new hairstyle startled her. Her wild, strawberry blonde curls were gone. In its place was a mass of straightened, light blonde – almost white – hair.

She gasped in shock. Why, oh why did she choose white? She looked positively disgusting. It wasn't ugly, exactly. It was just….different. Well, either way, she was glad to be rid of those unruly curls that she had always been teased for. All of her friends had neatly combed hair. Now she would fit in.

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It was the first day of Narcissa's last year at Hogwarts. Her mother, Druella, bid her farewell at the train station and walked off, leaving her and her sister Bellatrix standing on the platform. They hurried into the train, as it was almost about to leave. The cabins were already filled, and Narcissa searched for an empty one. She didn't succeed.

Finally, she found one with only one boy seated in it. His hair was the same color as hers, as light as the rays of the moon. He looked familiar. Wasn't he in Slytherin? She hardly ever saw him around.

He jumped slightly at the thump of Bellatrix's luggage on the ground. He rolled his eyes at her. Bellatrix pretended not to notice. His cold grey eyes travelled to Narcissa and stopped. She managed a small smile and sat down opposite from him. He opened his mouth, as if to object, but closed it in an instant.

"Awkwarddddd…" Bellatrix hissed into Narcissa's ear. She pushed her away gently and went back to staring at the strange boy. The way he pretended to ignore them was weird – amusing, even. Finally, Narcissa couldn't stand the silence anymore.

"Um, hello. I'm Narcissa." The boy just stared. After what seemed like forever, he spoke.

"I'm Lucius Malfoy."

Narcissa waited for more, but his mouth remained shut.

"Err, are you in Slytherin?"

Lucius simply nodded his head. He was gazing out the window, as if there was something very interesting out there.

"What's your last name?" he asked her, still staring into space.

"Black."

"Black? Well then, I'm a Malfoy. Looks like we both come from pure-blooded families." He smiled. He actually smiled.

Why had his attitude suddenly…changed? Was it something she said?

They continued to talk about their families until they had arrived at Hogwarts.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Lucius."

"Same to you."

They both left the train.

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Narcissa lay sleepless in her bed. The soft snores of her roommates filled the room, echoing off the walls. Her mind went through all the events of her first day – Dumbledore's welcome speech, the yummy food, the classes and professors, but most of all, she couldn't stop thinking about Lucius.

Obviously, his family felt very strongly about pure-blooded families – just like her family. That was why his attitude had changed when she said that her last name was Black. He knew about her family's background – and he approved of it.

She had seen him in the afternoon, right after her Potions class had ended. She was heading towards her Charms class, when she spotted a familiar figure, sitting in a corner. She approached the boy, and as she got closer, she realized it was Lucius.

"Lucius? What are you doing here?"

"Narcissa! Um, I'm doing…..schoolwork." he explained, trying to cover up the paper that he was writing on. Narcissa cocked her head to one side, suspicious.

"Well, aren't you going to be late for your next class?"

"Oh, right….yeah, I should probably be going to class." He got up and walked toward the Charms classroom.

"Oh, you have Charms, too?"

"Yes."

They walked together in silence.

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Two days later, Narcissa was making her way to Charms class again, and she found Lucius sitting on the ground again. Except this time, he didn't appear to be doing anything. Without a word, he got up, greeted her with a nod, and they walked toward the classroom.

"I never see you around much. Where do you and your friends usually hang out?" she questioned.

"Err…my friends?" he mumbled nervously.

"Yes, your friends….don't you have any?"

"Um, yeah, I mean, there's…..err, no, I don't have any – much friends…." He stumbled with his words.

"What? You don't have any friends? None at all?" she couldn't stop herself. Oops, she thought.

"Yeah, I don't, okay? Just leave me alone from now on!" he stalked off into the classroom without another word.

What a strange boy, Narcissa thought once again. He didn't have any friends, but he still acted like a confident and content straight-A student. How could anyone be content without friends? She glanced at him again. He's a good actor, she thought. He was surely very lonely.

She kind of felt sorry for him. It must be hard to hide your feelings all the time. She decided there and then that she would be a friend to the strange boy, whether he liked it or not.