A 7 chapter short story, exploring Draco's seven Hogwarts years through Narcissa's eyes.
The Manor's Mistress
"He's not going to Durmstrang!"
The Hogwarts letter sat unopened upon the long, gleaming wood table in the manor's impressive dining room. Draco had not yet seen it, and he wouldn't be allowed to see it, until his parents made a decision.
"I don't want him to go to Durmstrang. It's too far away." Narcissa said firmly, glaring at her husband across the room.
"Hogwarts is a pathetic excuse for a school, Cissy. Especially with that old fool Dumbledore running it. I know the headmaster of Durmstrang." Lucius persisted.
"We went to Hogwarts." She pointed out. Lucius rolled his eyes.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"He could continue the Slytherin line! We were both in Slytherin. Everybody in your family has been in Slytherin, and every Black has been in Slytherin, too. Well, except Sirius…But we disowned him anyway, so it's not like it mattered." She shrugged, unconcerned with the family's biggest embarrassment.
"Igor could make connections. We were death eaters together and now that he's out of Azakaban-" Narcissa cut him off.
"Oh, he was a death eater? That makes me so reassured about sending him, Lucius!"
The couple leaned against the walls, never taking their eyes off each other, silently daring the other to continue the argument. Her lip twitching, she walked across the room to stand infront of Lucius, wrapping one arm around his waist and putting her other hand on his shoulder. He pursed his lips in a tight line.
"Please? This would make me so happy. I'd be able to keep closer contact with him, it would reassure me. And Severus is there, at Hogwarts. He's our old friend from school! We've always liked him. And with him teaching potions, we'll know that Draco's at least being taught something." She looked up at her husband with her gray blue eyes.
Lucius wasn't stupid. He knew she had switched her tactics from arguing to get her way, to pleading. He always wanted her to be happy. There were pros and cons for each school. He did like the idea of his son being a Slytherin. And it was true-He and Severus Snape had been friendly with each other for a long time. He let out a long sigh and looked down at her. Her beautiful face broke into a radiant smile. She knew she had won.
"Oh, thank you Lucius! Thank you!" She cried, kissing him. He smirked.
"You know, I'm not just doing this for you." She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Of course you're not." She teased. She pulled away from him, picked up the letter, and made her way upstairs to Draco's room. He'd be so pleased. After all, he had heard many stories about Hogwarts.