Hey everyone. I'm actually updating again...it's shocking. I have set a goal for myself to finish this one by the end of the school year! Cross your fingers...review...and maybe I'll actually be able to get myself to do this. Please enjoy! Oh...more Lily/Narcissa fun in this chapter...so be warned.

Narcissa slipped up on her stool in potions class, as elegant and composed as ever, opening her book to the appropriate page and scanning the list of ingredients. Bellatrix, looking particularly smug, sat down less regally beside her.

Lily slipped onto a stool at her usual table. She was so out of it she didn't even realize that James and Sirius had shoved Sarah over to the table with Lupin and Pettigrew. She had her book on her desk, but was numbly staring at it as she simply sat there, refusing to look at any of the Slytherins...well, really, it was just one or two in particular. Make that three...the Black sisters and the Malfoy.

Narcissa had her hair pulled back to day, her neck long and elegant and pale. Her hair was piled back in a dainty sort of bun, the ends spilling out to splay across her the back of her neck. A neck that was arched and regal as always. Bellatrix spent most of her time smirking at the curve of Narcissa's throat and grinning at Malfoy. Narcissa spent most of her time working, occasionally providing the coy necessary smile for Malfoy.

Lily stared at her book as James and Sirius bumbled through the potion and kept trying to get her to spill on what was going on, but as long as Narcissa Black was sitting in front of her, Lily's mind would not function properly.

Narcissa finished her potion in the allotted time and stood with a smirk over her shoulder at Bellatrix, walking as she did every potion's class to set a slender pale hand on Malfoy's shoulder and glance into his cauldron.

Lily finally snapped to when their potion, which was supposed to be a pale green and bubbling, gently started sending off sparks and glowing purple. "What have you two idiots done!" She hissed it and quickly went about throwing a pinch of this and a handful of that in while she had James grind something to powder and Sirius stirring it. After about five minutes, she'd gotten it back under control. It was now a medium green, but it wasn't glowing, purple or sparking as it bubbled.

Narcissa stirred Malfoy's potion once or twice, adding a bit more of this to balance out a mistake, and soon it mellowed to a lovely shade of pale green, it was bubbling just as the notes on the board said it should be. Malfoy laughed, sliding an arm around Narcissa's waist and tilting his head over to Lily's cauldron. She glanced up and smirked, trying not to think about his hand on her hip.

Lily's eyes froze as they slipped from Malfoy's to Narcissa's. Sirius smiled up at Lily. "Thanks..." James noticed where her eyes were and stood behind her, resting a hand on her shoulder and squeezing it lightly, comfortingly, and possessively.

Narcissa arched a single slender eyebrow and placed her hand over Malfoy's, still smirking. Her tone was as cool and coy as ever, marked with a perfect French accent. "Quel suprise, non...il doit être prévu de leur sorte." Malfoy chuckled. "Oui, petite, c'est vrai." (AN: 1)

Lily forced herself to look away. "I think we've almost got it completely back to being right..." She bit her lip as she shrugged off Potter's hand. "How can you two seriously still be in this class?"

James looked a little offended, but just brushed it off as PMS-an inaccurate assumption, but it made him feel better-and moved on, doing what Lily told him to do until the professor called time and their potion was just a few shades too dark.

Narcissa awarded Malfoy another smile and stepped out of his grasp to return to her seat, staring at her desk. Bellatrix arched an eyebrow, lifting a hand to slip beneath Narcissa's hair and curl around the back of her neck. "Tired, belle?"

Narcissa instinctively bent her head to submit to Bella's touch, immediately furious that she'd done so. She didn't show her fury in either action or expression, however, and breathed her quiet reply. "Un peu." (AN: 2) The professor deemed her potion perfect, giving the same praise to Malfoy, and dismissed them. Narcissa waited silently for Bella to finish looking her over, standing only after she stood. Malfoy sauntered up between them, taking each by an arm. Narcissa, checking to see that Malfoy and Bella were distracted in conversation, glanced quickly over her shoulder to Lily.

Lily was looking at the blonde and looked away as soon as she caught Narcissa's eyes, blushing softly and lowering her head in another act of submission. She immediately despised herself for doing so...but she had done it anyway and she knew she couldn't change it.

James took Lily's submissive act as acceptance and slipped his arm around her shoulder. She was too stunned by her action and too far in denial about that action to even realize what was going on.

Bella's gaze shot to her sister, immediately following its line of path. A quiet rage erupted in her stomach and rose to her lips in a sweet hiss. "Cissa." Narcissa whipped her head back around to smile casually at Bellatrix. "Hm?" Bellatrix arched an eyebrow in warning. "There are better things to look at. Do you need a mirror?" Narcissa only laughed, smirking up at Malfoy. "I'm quite content, thank you."

When they were at the Great Hall, Narcissa made use of the smart excuse of needing a mirror, glad Bellatrix had thought of it, and thus took leave of Malfoy's company. Bellatrix silently fumed, having been cleverly caught in her sister's unexpected trap of words and knowing that her own comment earlier had started Narcissa's thought process, as she was bound to sit with Malfoy and unable to follow Narcissa. Narcissa was particularly smug about all of this, and it showed in her step. Confidence had always been something Narcissa had been trained to show, but she practically glowed with the sensation, rarely ever feeling it on anything more than an outward level. Her heels clicked a pleasant rhythm on the floors of the halls as she made her way to the prefect's bathroom.

Lily and the Marauders were entering the Great Hall as Narcissa was leaving it. James tightened his hold on Lily's shoulders and Lily's eyes met Narcissa's before she bit her lip and glanced back at the floor.

Narcissa arched an eyebrow and smirked, she absently checked James with a scoff, proceeding as if neither of them existed.

Sirius watched the whole interaction and shook his head. It was beyond his understanding and he didn't even want to try to get it. Instead he started telling a joke to Lupin, Pettigrew and Sarah as James tried to whisper into Lily's ear.

Lily shuddered and pulled away as she snapped out of it. "Leave me be, James..."

James froze and the entire group stopped. "I'm sorry to have bothered you, Lily..."

Lily stiffens and walks off, not even realizing where she is going, just so long as it takes her away.

Narcissa shut the door to the prefect's bathroom behind her, leaning against it. She waited a moment to be sure it was empty before allowing a slow grin to spread across her features, incredibly pleased with herself. Granted, it was passive aggressive more than anything else, but for the first time that she could remember she'd managed to vex her sister and escape her punishment. For the time being, anyway. It was enough, and she stepped to the mirror to marvel at her expression.

She continued to grin, laughing a little to herself and lifting a hand to check that she was real. She immediately concluded that she most certainly was, and leaned back as smug as ever and fold her arms, tilt her chin and strike a pose.

Lily walked into the room and froze. "Nice look, Narcissa..." She muttered it as she hurried into a stall and locked the door behind her.

Narcissa didn't glance over, still admiring her reflection. She brought a hand up to sooth back her hair, not that it needed soothing, and purred her reply. "I know."

Narcissa laughed again, liquid silver, and turned around to stare at Lily's closed stall. "Evans."

Lily looked up, but didn't move. She simply sat there, just wanting to be invisible, but knowing it would be impossible. How could she have ever let anything—anyone—take this much control over her? "Hmm?"

Narcissa smirked, leaning back against the sink, arms still folded. "Come here."

Lily shivered and obediently stood up, opened the stall door and walked over to the sink beside Narcissa. "Yes...?"

She arched an eyebrow and held out a hand, repeating her command coolly. "Come here."

She took the last few steps, eyeing Narcissa's hand before placing her own in it.

Narcissa pulled Lily roughly in against her, twining the other arm carelessly low around the other girl's waist. She let go of Lily's hand and pulled out her wand, flicking it at the door. It locked.

Lily whimpered and her eyes lowered as she looked to the sinks beside them. Fear and exhilaration swept through her.

Narcissa basked in the revelation that she was changing. Confident, dark and best of all, deliciously dominant. She grinned, slipping her wand back in her pocket and whipping Lily around, easily lifting her and setting her delicately on the edge of the sink. It gave her about an inch over Narcissa, who took advantage of this by sweeping in to press her lips beneath Lily's chin, tilting her head up.

Lily whimpered and shivered, tilting her head back to raise her chin.

Narcissa nipped at her a bit, hands resting lightly against Lily's thighs. "Another dreadful potion today, Evans."

The Gryffindor emits another whimper, with a small smile at the familiarity of that statement. "I know, I know... I should've paid more attention to what those two numbskulls were doing... Ah..."

She smiled, running her fingertips up and down the length of Lily's thighs, tilting her head to nibble at her collarbone. "You'll lose top rank if you're not careful."

Lily shrugs. "What good is the-" She gasps slightly, "top...rank doing me, anyway?"

Narcissa frowned, pulling back. "Why...what else have you got going for you?"

Lily moaned softly as Narcissa moved away. "Nothing... but nothing about me is that important anyway, is it?"

Narcissa set her elbows on Lily's thighs, resting her chin on her fists and looking up. "Don't you worry about your future?"

Lily looked down at her. "I don't honestly know...nobody seems to care about me besides my parents anyway...even my sister hates me..."

Narcissa stiffened a bit, suddenly cold. "I didn't know you had a sister."

Lily smirks icily, her eyes dancing with flames of hatred. "Hardly anyone knows..." The next part was barely whispered. "She's as muggle as my parents..."

Narcissa didn't want to think about sisters. She didn't want to think at all anymore, and set her cheek against Lily's chest for a moment of silent reflection.

Lily's arms slipped around Narcissa and she bowed her head, accepting the silence.

Narcissa cleared her thoughts, just standing there looking pretty for a second, comforted by the things she knew best. After a while she lifted her head, leaning in against Lily until her back was properly arched for the occasion, lifting to nip gently at Lily's lower lip.

Lily shivered and her arms stiffened slightly around Narcissa as she whimpered her submission.

Narcissa smiled a bit, touching her nose curiously to Lily's and resting her hands on either side of the curve to Lily's waist.

Lily shivered and her eyes closed slowly. She licked her upper lip and tried to steady her breathing.

Narcissa paused a moment, stepping away and turning towards the door. "Class."

Lily shivered again and whimpered slightly, slipping off of the sink. "Yes...class..."

Narcissa gave herself a quick looking over in one of the mirror, touching her hair up here and there, smoothing her robes.

Lily smiled softly. "I decided to use the conditioner you made for me...but it hasn't been long enough for it to really show, I think..."

Narcissa glanced back, reaching out to touch Lily's hair. She gave a nod of approval. "I assume you're not washing it correctly, however, the result is not thoroughly lost."

Lily nods. "I didn't know there was a correct way to wash your hair..."

"Hm." She arched an eyebrow, voice dry, "Quel suprise."(AN: 3) With a quiet laugh she unlocked the door, ran a hand down the flat of her stomach be sure she was properly smoothed, and stepped out.

Lily stood there for another minute or two, trying to compose herself before she went to her next class, Defense Against the Dark Arts.

AN:

1)"What a surprise...it's to be expected of their kind."
"Yes (French Pet name), it's true."

2) "A little."

3) "What a surprise."

That's it! Please review! Thanks! Criticism is appreciated! And if anybody wants to beta it...message me or respond as such. Thanks again!