AN: Right, so I think I need to clear some things up before you get confused later on. Firstly, I changed the ages of the Black Sisters. Dear old Bella is still the oldest, but Narcissa is now the middle child and Andromeda the youngest. Secondly, I also switched the ages of Sirius and Regulus with Regulus now being the older one. And finally, (though I don't think it'll really matter in this fic) Voldy never existed! *cheers all around* Alright, with that said, have fun reading, my lovelies! ~alicerosemalfoy

Chapter 1

Oh my...

Narcissa Black put her book down, sighing. It was impossible to concentrate when her older sister Bella was snogging her boyfriend Rodolphus right in front of her. What was wrong with them? Were they purposefully trying to rub in the fact that she couldn't keep a boyfriend?

"What are you sighing about, Blondie?" Lucius Malfoy asked, slumping down next to her on the couch. "Potions getting to you? I could always help you with that, you know?" he winked.

Narcissa blushed, looking away. Why, oh, why did the most popular guy in her House have to be so freaking hot?

"Shy, Blondie?" he grinned, his teeth flashing white.

"No." she mumbled, suddenly finding her hands terribly interesting.

A short pause fell over them, in which Narcissa watched her sister pull her boyfriend out of the entrance of their common room, giggling madly. They were probably off to the back of the library again. Narcissa sighed. All she wanted was a fairytale life, prince charming and, well, a fairytale life. It wasn't fair that her older sister, who was bossy and not even that pretty got a loving boyfriend. Fair enough, Rodolphus Lestrange wasn't exactly a sight for sore eyes but he did love his Bella.

If it boiled down to it, Narcissa wouldn't mind an ugly boyfriend, as long as he loved and cherished her. That was all that mattered to her, really.

"Off with the fairies, are we, Blondie?" came Malfoy's silky voice.

"Shove off, Malfoy." Narcissa buried her face in one of the pillows, groaning. This was so humiliating!

"Fine, I'll leave then." Lucius made a show of pushing himself off the couch.

Narcissa shot up in a flurry of blonde curls. "No!"

"No? Are you sure, Blondie?" he smirked.

Narcissa mumbled something, utterly embarrassed.

"Look, I actually do need to go, but how about Hogsmeade next weekend?" he asked, getting up and smoothing down his pants.

Narcissa blinked, either she had just had a very realistic hallucination or Lucius Malfoy, the notorious Slytherin, had actually just asked her out.

Before her brain knew she was saying, her mouth was stuttering a response, "Um, sure, yeah. Sounds good to me."

He smiled at her. (She thought she might pass out if he continued.)"I'll meet you here at twelve on Saturday morning, alright?"

Narcissa nodded completely dazed, watching the common room door close behind him. Once her brain had finally caught up with the situation, a brilliant grin spread across her face. She got up and skipped into her room leaving the door ajar because the sudden urge to do a ridiculous little happy-dance overtook her.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Narcissa spun around, hands still waving faintly over her head. Her roommate, Madison Parkinson, was lying on her bed, legs crossed behind her. The dark haired girl was reading a magazine - Witch Weekly.

"Never you mind." Narcissa grinned, flopping backwards onto her bed.

Madison turned a page, not bothering to look up. "For how stupid do you actually hold me, Cissy? Something's up and I'd bet my last sugar quill that it's got something to do with a boy. Again."

Narcissa let out a dreamy sigh. "Possibly."

"Who's it this time?" the dark-haired girl sighed audibly, "It better not be that Flint guy again, he was such a creep. Or Crabbe," Madison shuddered "that filthy cheat. Or -"

Narcissa interrupted her friend quickly before she had a chance to list half the male population at Hogwarts, which, coincidentally also all happened to be Narcissa's exes. "You'd never believe me anyways, Maddy."

"Come on! You can't just do your weird happy-dance thingy and then not tell me who it's dedicated to!" Madison had abandoned her magazine and had taken to sitting at the edge of her bed, leaning towards Narcissa with and eager glint in her eye. Madison was at the heart of Hogwarts's gossip centre and rumour mill.

No answer.

"Wait!" Madison gasped "It's not a Gryffindor, or?" she sounded horrified.

Narcissa shook her head, smiling. "Nope. Try again."

After a short pause Madison's brown eyes widened and the blood drained from her face "Merlin's saggy left tit!" she screeched "You've gone and got yourself one of those…those Hufflepuff things!" this time Madison sounded downright scandalised.

Narcissa giggled at her friend's choice of words. "Alright, I'll tell you. But only" she lifted her finger "because you're my best friend and you'd find out sooner or later." she paused dramatically for effect.

Madison wasn't good with handling suspense. "Cissy! Tell me now or I'm going to be a victim of internal combustion!" she pulled quite violently at her duvet covers trying to get her point across.

Narcissa mumbled a name into the pillow she had dropped on her face to hide the blush that was creeping up on her.

"Oh my fucking Salazar! Are you, like, doing this on purpose just to see me explode? Do want my guts to be flying around the room?" Madison looked like she was going to cry from the sheer desperation. Narcissa tossed the pillow from her face and took a deep breath. "Lucius Malfoy. He asked me out, I think. Yes, I'm pretty sure he did. For Saturday. In Hogsmeade." she spilled.

Madison's eyes popped. "Shut up! Are you serious?" the excitable girl squealed.

"I know, right? I can't believe it, I mean it's Malfoy! Malfoy!"

Madison nodded, eyes bright. "He's like, the untouchable mysterious man. I mean, yeah, I'm dating his best friend and all, but even I barely get anywhere near him! What the hell did you do to catch his eye? Nobody's ever managed to spike his interest. Ever!"

"I know, Maddy, I know! But I don't know what to do or say or wear!" Narcissa whimpered. "I don't even know if he was joking or no, or if it's just some casual thing and I'm totally blowing this out of proportion!"

"Cissy, breathe. Tomorrow's Friday, so, you still have one day to figure this whole thing out. No worries." Madison assured her, her tone of voice making it sound like she was planning some major tactical procedure and not her friend's love life. Though, come to think of it, how different were those two things, really?

Narcissa wasn't feeling as confident as her friend. "But what if he really is just having me on and is laughing over me with his mates at this very moment? I'd never be able to look him in the eye again!"

Madison raised her eyebrow. "You were never able to do that anyway." she reminded the worried blonde.

"Oh shut up, Maddy." Narcissa chucked her pillow at the brunette.

Friday Morning at Breakfast

"Deep breaths, Cissy. Deep breaths. In and out, in and out. That's it." Madison was holding her friend at arm's length outside of the Great Hall.

"What do I do if he talks to me?" a hyperventilating Narcissa Black gasped.

Madison sighed. "We've already been over this a million times, Cissy. If he asks you a question, you answer it. If he says hi, you say hi back. If he smiles, you smile. Just do what he does. Simple.

Narcissa whimpered. "You can do this." her friend assured her before guiding her through the huge doors and steering her to her usual place at the Slytherin House table.

They sat down, Narcissa's hands shaking slightly as she made to reach for the warm toast.

"Here."

Her heart nearly stopped. Lucius Malfoy sat down next to her, holding out a slice of that crispy toast for her.

"Thanks." she blushed a horrific shade of scarlet. To her left Madison was grinning madly into her bowl of cereal.

"We still on for tomorrow?" the handsome Head Boy asked, lightly brushing a strand of platinum hair out of his grey eyes.

"Sure." Narcissa squeaked, nibbling nervously at her toast.

He stood up, swinging his bag over his shoulder. "I'm off to class now, I'll see you 'round."

Narcissa nodded up at him, her golden curls bouncing.

After he had left Madison turned to her. "That's great news!" she squealed.

"What? That he actually goes to class? That's no great feat, Maddy."

Madison shook her head. "No, no, no, no, no. Well, yes, obviously that's good, but not what I meant. What I actually meant was that the date or whatever it is, is still on and that he remembered it. Also," she added with a wave of her hand "he gave you toast, that's so sweet."

Friday Afternoon

As the last class of the day came to an end, the corridors were swamped by hordes of screaming and laughing students. Down in the dungeons, two girls were having a conversation over the heads of what seemed like hundreds of little first years.

"Thankfully Slughorn didn't give us any homework over the weekend." Narcissa said as Madison and herself dodged three fourth years huddled together right in the middle of the hallway. "I've already got enough on my mind."

Next to her Madison snorted. "Yeah, like Malfoy."

"No…well, yes, sort of. It's just that I still don't know if I'm the butt end of some crude joke of his and his mates."

They rounded the corner when Madison gave her friend a jab in the ribs. "What the hell, Maddy?" the blonde hissed, picking up a scroll of parchment that had fallen out of her grip and was in danger of being trampled.

Madison pulled Narcissa back around the corner again (ignoring the grumbled complaints by their fellow students as they went against the flow), shushing her. Narcissa was about to demand an explanation when her friend spoke. "How can you be so blind, Cissy? Malfoy's at the end of that corridor!"

Narcissa frowned. "So? We'll just walk past."

"We're not doing anything. You are." Madison looked pointedly at the blonde. "Go up to him and ask him straight out if he's serious or not. Simple."

Narcissa gasped. "No way!" she shook her head. "And it's not all as simple as you make it out to be. It's simple to you because you already have a boyfriend ad so don't have to worry and all's just rainbows and little kittens to you!"

"Oh do shut up, Cissy. Pull yourself together and grow up!" and with that she shoved Narcissa around the corner.

Narcissa took a few steps, clutching her potions book to her chest. She turned back, only to be faced by a stern looking Madison with her arms crossed at her chest, effectively cutting off her only escape route. No backing out of this now.

Narcissa took a deep breath and tried her best to march confidently up to the dashing Head Boy.

Lucius was leaning against the brick wall, his hands shoved deep in his trouser pockets, a wisp of platinum hair was hanging in his eyes. When he saw her coming he straightened up. "Hello Blondie, what's up?"

"Everything." Narcissa gulped nervously. She wasn't at all sure if getting straight to the point was the right way to go. It wasn't like she could back out now anyways though. "I just have one question, and I'm asking because I actually do have pride and dignity and have no intention of being humiliated. Is all this just a joke? Is this date thing tomorrow just a set-up, so you and your friends can have a good laugh at my expense? Is this a serious thing?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Well, that was more than one question Blondie."

"Fine. Are you serious?" she stuck out her chin at an attempt at being defiant. (Just at that point some kid bumped into her, causing her to stagger slightly, which basically ruined the whole 'I'm a strong, confident woman' effect.)

He surprised her completely when he leaned down and lightly brushed his soft lips against her cheekbone. "Figure it out."

And then he left, leaving Narcissa standing there blushing madly at some of the stares and whispers that were being directed at her. Oh my... She thought, and headed back to her room.

AN: I hope that you liked Chapter 1, and even if you didn't, just review please? All you need to do is press the litte button down there :)