Chapter III

As Narcissa closed the door on her bedroom, and Kit left the estate, Harry realised that he was in for a long night in Malfoy Manor. The grounds could only be patrolled so many times, doors locked and checked. Harry moved between the various guest rooms and dining halls, patrolling for the enemy he was sure would not come. He settled in a plush armchair beside a magical fire and stared at the paintings on the wall.

Harry thought this assignment would be enjoyable and fun, but as he realised it had not been within the Manor for longer than two hours he knew it will be a long, tenuous night. Thankfully the wing in which he, Ron and Hermoine had been captured in had been closed off by the Auror's Department because of what occurred there four years ago.

Bored, Harry walked up the stairs to the bedrooms and could instantaneously feel the change in mood and environment. While the halls, dining halls and guest bedrooms had a proportionate 'Slytherin' feel, this new floor was anything but cold, dark and green. There was a crimson, warm feeling down the hall, making Harry feel at home. Wall mounted candles mounted the hallway with four doors dominating the lengthily hall. The furthest mahogany door was slightly ajar with a light still on, of which Harry determined was Narcissa's room. His mind wandered as to what would Narcissa be doing in her room right now, with some corner of his brain pleading that she might still be awake.

Instead he opened the door to his right to right, curious as too it's occupants. Candles immediately lit up in the room and Harry could determine this room once belonged to his Hogwarts nemisis. Draco. It was obvious that he no longer lived here as his room was turned upside down and had not been bothered to be put back together. Sheets of parchment lay waste across the floor, the mattress up turned. He walked further into the room before coming to a large chestnut coloured chest which had an intricate pattern across its lid. His arm reached out for it before a sharp voice from the door stopped him.

'I wouldn't touch that if I were you Mr Potter,' commanded Narcissa.

Harry spun around to see her standing in the doorframe wearing her dark robe, hugging her hourglass figure.

'And why not?' inquired Harry as Narcissa approached him inside the room. She placed her hand on Harry's arm and strongly suggested they leave the room.

'Because while I am under Auror protection, I am still the Mistress of this Manor,' she replied, locking the door behind them, now standing together in the hallway. Narcissa looked down at her hand still tightly holding onto his forearm, and released her grip before moving her hand to intertwine with Harry's.

'There are certain chambers that I do not allow outsiders access to Mr Potter,' she stated as she stepped closer to his face, their noses almost touching, 'but allow me to show you what rooms are available for.'

Harry saw her closing her eyes and opening her mouth to connect with his. Every part of his body wanted this contact however before he could do any further damage, he stepped back letting go of Narcissa.

'We both know this isn't proper,' Harry replied with an authorative tone to his voice, when they both knew he was not in control of the situation.

'Please Mr Potter stop kidding yourself. If this wasn't your first assignment you would be on me in a flash. Tell me what are you scared of? Someone finding out?'

'Well yes, that's exactly what I'm cautious of. We are the Auror's department. We always find out.'

'I promise I won't tell. Will you?' she asked this time closing the gap and forcing her lips onto his. Harry used all of his strength to stop her before her lips could touch his.

'Goodnight Ms Black,' said Harry before walking down the hallway and sitting back in the armchair in the living room.

***The Black Affair***

The clock stuck six and it woke Harry up from his slumber. The house around him was painted in a dull blue light as the candles had long gone out, only the fire lit in the fire pit flickered proving some source of warmth and light. Harry went upstairs and saw Narcissa had not risen as there were no lights on in her room before he proceeded out into the grounds.

The air around him was as cold as ice as the sun had yet to rise above the hills to the east, frost and dew clinching to the landscape around him. At the far end of the property was what appeared to Harry to be a guest house, it's darks stoned exterior a sore sight against the green of the grass and trees. He turned back to the manor and saw Narcissa' room had its light on and he began the slow walk back to the manor.

Upon entering the dining hall he met Narcissa who was reading the Daily Prohpet at the head of the table while the smell of food came from the kitchen filled the hall.

'Good morning Mr Potter,' abruptly said Narcissa without looking up from the newspaper.

'Good morning Ms Black,' now she looked at him and folded up her newspaper before settling it next to her on the table.

'Do you care to join me at breakfast? After all you must have worked up an appetite doing all that Auror business overnight?' seductively asked Narcissa gesturing to the seat next to her.

'I can't sorry, it would be improper of me,' replied Harry before his stomach let out a low growl. Narcissa smiled, stood up and drew back the chair.

Harry sat down in the chair, Narcissa's smooth hands resting on his shoulders and fiddling with his wavy hair. She stopped touching Harry before sitting on the mahogany table in front of him. Her smooth bare legs positioned in front of Harry as that he had to avert his attention elsewhere.

'So tell me Mr Potter, what is it you desire for breakfast? And before you make your choice, anything is on the table,' she said winking at him, her foot trailing up his leg towards his crotch.

'Fried eggs and bacon would be fine thanks,' Harry replied before gripping her ankle and lowering it to the floor. In annoyance.

'Very well, I will be back shortly,' she said as she walked to the kitchen.

Within 10 minutes she carried two plates of breakfast out, placing it in front of Harry and her own plate. They are in silence for the meal before the house elves came and collected it, replacing it with a tea tray.

'So I have to apologise for last night Mr Potter,' she said poring tea into their cups.

'Please Ms Black, there isn't anything to apologise. If anything I am just to blame for my actions last night. I shouldn't have led you on like that,' interrupted Harry while Narcissa only smirked and dipped her tea.

'Oh darling, I was not apologising for hitting on you. I was merely apologising that you were unable to spend the night with me, because believe me I knew just how much you wanted me. And still do to be frank.'

'But not to worry, we will have plenty of time to spend together alone so you may be able to resist me now but I doubt this will continue for much longer.'

'And the others?'

'What about the others?'

'The other Aurors? Did you seduce them as you are trying to with me now?'

'No darling, because no other Auror has defeated the Dark Lord twice and evaded him for so long prior to it.'

Harry smiled. Both at the compliment and the fact that she didn't sleep with anyone and everyone as she, and Kit, led onto believe.

'Well since it nears 9am I must do another sweep of the estate. Just don't try and go anywhere while I'm gone,' stayed Harry standing up. Narcissa put on a look of discontent.

'Where am I to go?'