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Part 2

The rickety sounds of the trains fill my dreams as I drift in and out of my solace from what fills my life, I dream of the rants of that madman that is my cousin. I've been raised by a family of pureblood and prejudice. I've been raised in the world free from mud bloods and muggles. I wake up to see a figure in the shadow leering at me. I jump in fear until I realize who it was.

"Narcissa, don't you know it's dangerous to be all alone in a compartment? Bad people are on this train…."

Of course I knew who he was talking about.

"th eonly danger to me is you, Malfoy."

He chuckled at the thought, but I wasn't kidding. Lucius made me so uncomfortable, his charms did not affect me.

"well I don't want to see you with those Gryffindor boys. Your sister is already in a heap of trouble for that. And don't even get me started about Serious."

I stare down Lucius and I could just tell he knew I wanted him gone. So he sat down on the bench across from me.

"Lucius, shouldn't you be accompanying Bellatrix? She is quite fond of you, if my memeory is correct."

"ive grown tired of her. She is too old for me . Too serious. Speaking of your ill-bred cousins, I heard that Potter friend of his is causing trouble. Are you any part of that."

I couldn't reveal my secret to anyone, let alone this monster.

"now you really have gone mad. You know I am too proud to run around with those kinds if wizards, if they are even that. You should know better, Lucius, I would advise against accusing a family more noble and purer than yours to produce children fond of those whose loyalties stray from Mr. Riddle."

"You claim such proud heritage and yet you do not even know the man you claim to have your loyalties with. There is no Mr. Riddle anymore and if he ehars you cal him that, you will be in trouble that is unimaginable. He is the Dark Lord and you must refer to him as such. The name Riddle has lost it's respect and dignity, so the Dark Lord has taken another name, Voldemort."

The way he said it made shivers go up my spine and it felt as if all the warmth was sucked out of the compartment. I look over at Lucius and I see the dark smirk on his face. It made me sick to my stomach.

"I do think it best that you find Bella before she comes to find you."

"I shall do whatever I please, Narcissa. And it pleases me to stay in your compartment and have a little chat with you."

Oh how he got on my nerves! What did he, a seventh year, want with a little third year like me? Then I looked over at him and saw something quite peuliar. I hadn't thought him handsome or in any way attractive in quite some time, but I saw a glimmer in those icy eyes and the beauty of his pale blonde hair shone brilliantly making him look like a god. No! I musn't think of things like this. I must remember what Serious told me. About the monster Lucius really is and what he was fighting for. But I ket falling under the spell of that gorgeous man. He was now looking down at the flor for whatever reason, so I looked at him closer. The charm he possesed followed him wherever you went and his grace was astounding. And then he suddenly looked up and saw my stare and he bluhed. He blushed! I didn't understand ut I didn't get a chance to figure it out because a shrill cry came from farther down the trolley.

"Lucius? Lucius?"

We both knew who that was. He soon bolted from his seat and was out in the hall calling to Bella and her shrill voice drilled him over what kept him from finding her. I chuckled as he made up some excus but I wondered. I wondered why he would lie about talking to me? I mean sure, it wouldn't have caused Bella to love him more, but I was her favorite sister. And another matter is what would Lucius have to hide about meeting me? Eh would never cheat on Bella, let alone with me. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and what I saw shocked me. My hair had grown long and sleek over the summer and it was almost the same blonde as Lucius's. My face had grown onto my prominnt cheeks and slightly upturned nose and my lips looked like Bella's did when she pouted. I was beautiful, in a sad sort of way. I smiled and the sudden beauty vanished. I looked awkward and the smile looked forced. I threw the mirror down and just sat there thinking of what had just happened.