Material Girl

Thank you to everyone who reviewed or emailed! I'm sorry I took so long with this chapter! It's been almost a year, I think. :p I will try to write more! I hope this chapter's okay for now.

Disclaimers: Most of the characters do not belong to me. Thank you.

(Narcissa's Thoughts are in Brackets.)

The rest of the night went fairly peacefully. Except at around midnight when Severus had a kind of accident, (I feel so sorry for him. All the stress is probably giving him nightmares. Nasty nightmares.)
It was now seven O'clock. Narcissa was sitting reading in the common room. Malfoy strode in smirking. (What havoc has he wrecked now?)
"Good morning, Black. How's Betsy Wetsey?" he smirked.
"Lucius, If you had any sympathy in that black withered heart of yours..." Narcissa growled.
"Ooh. I'm terrified." he said with quick sarcasm.
Narcissa merely scowled at him. (Speaking to him is like speaking to an overtalkative bull.)
"Whatever. I don't need to help you run your little nursery." he growled strutting off towards the door. He opened it to leave.
"I'll leave you to your stupid little firstie friends." he sneered. Narcissa threw her book at him, but he had closed the door in time. (He is SO infuriating!!!)

She folded her arms and just rested on the couch. (Stupid Loser. What makes him so great anyway? Well... He is gorgeous. But Looks are fleeting. It's what's inside that counts.)
As she was thinking, Severus slowly sneaked out if his dormitory.
"Where are you going?" she turned around and asked him.
"I was hoping you wouldn't see me." He squeaked.
"Yes dear, But it's a little difficult not to notice the moving door or my young tall friend. Sit down." she smiled waving her hand to the seat next to her. He reluctantly sat down. When he was sat down he sat bolt upright.
"Are you okay?" Narcissa asked worriedly.
"I'm fine." he mumbled.
"Come on. Tell me." she cooed putting a hand on his shoulder.
"It's what I told you yesterday. You do remember, don't you?" he mumbled.
"I remember. Go on."
"Well... I think he might've done something. I think he's done something to hurt mother." he sniffed.
"Ohhh. Oh dear. I'm sure he wouldn't. I haven't met him myself, But I'm sure not. They were just having a silly little fight. That's all." she smiled.
"Do your parents ever fight?" he sniffed.
"Um... Not really. He's too proud and she's too dim-witted. But, Most normal couples do fight. Everything'll be fine." She told him.
"Oh... Like you and Lucius Malfoy, You two fight." he smiled innocently.
"WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!!!!" She shouted. Severus looked at her shocked and tearfull. (Enough with the puppy eyes) "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap. I just can't stand his arrogance. He's a terrible pig." she said slowly, breathing heavily.
"I'm sorry I said it. I don't mean to upset you. I don't mean to upset anyone." Severus sniffed.
"Let's just stop being sorry. Okay? Where were you going anyway?" Narcissa smiled calmly.
"I was going to see Sirius." he chuckled slightly.
"You wouldn't be able to get in the Gryfindor tower!" she smiled softly.
"I know, But I could knock, He'd come out and everything would be better again. He's the coolest person in the world." he smiled. (Oh, What am I then? Scotch mist?)
"Ah... Yes. He's my cousin. Amusing young fellow... I guess." she said trying to be enthusiastic.
"I know. He told me that once. He said your father was trying to pair the two of you up." he chuckled. (Oh. Now he's happy?)
"Yes... Sirius was the back-up for incase I couldn't find anyone else." she growled.
"Oh. I'm sure you'll find someone. You're quite pretty." he blushed slightly.(Finally, Some compliments.)
"Thank you very much. Now, You go open the curtains in your dorm and then everyone can go to the Great Hall for breakfast." she smiled.
Severus nodded.
"Good... Good." Narcissa mumbled walking into the girls dormitory.

The rest of the day went by quite peacefully until just after Lunchtime(when Lucius couldn't resist ruining people's lives anymore.)
"I think it's sad that the little greasy haired twit still wants to hang around with Gryfindors!" he was sneering to some of his cronies.
"You're supposed to be a prefect! Not a bully!" she shouted at him, folding her arms and standing in his way.
"Why, Narcissa! I'm not being a bully! I'm merely showing them what people in the real world are like." he sneered at her.
"Not all people in the real world are pigs, Malfoy!" she warned, storming away. (I HATE him! I HATE him!)
"Hey, NISSA!!!" I heard Bellatrix shout. She pushed through a bunch of disgruntled second years and stood infront of me. "Having trouble with the future husband?" she asked.
"Shut up, Bella." Narcissa hissed.
"Oooooooooh! Touchy, aren't we, Mrs Malfoy?" she howled.
"Stop it, Or I'll write you out a detention." she growled.
"Oh, God! You're sounding more and more like Andro every day! That sucks!!!" Bellatrix moaned. She then started to walk away.
"Well, Atleast one of us knows how to act our age." she growled.
"Narcissa." Bellatrix started, leaning closer to her malevolantly. "You may be a perfect prefect, But I WILL duff you up!" she pushed her aside then strutted away to her Divination Lesson.

By this point in the day, Narcissa had almost completely given up on the human race. She spent the afternoon silently doing more work than she usually would. There was no conversation or mucking about with friends to distract her. Until Lucius Malfoy started pestering her again.
"I heard we'll be making love potions soon." he drawled, leaning on her potions notes.
"Oh, will we now? I was under the impression that they were illegal." she said, casually trying to ignore him. "Do you mind? You're leaning on my potions notes."
"You really like your potions notes, don't you? What would you do if I, say... dropped them on one of those candles?" he sneered maliciously, grabbing the pieces of paper.
"You wouldn't dare!" she hissed (Those notes are important!!!)
"Wouldn't I?" he sniggered waving the notes over the candles.
"Give them back, Malfoy!!!" she shouted.
"Oh, I will... If..." he said, pretending to be thoughtfull.
"You'll give them back if?!?!" she asked angrily.
"I won't burn them if you... agree to be my girlfriend." he said with his lip curling gleefully.
Narcissa stood up in disgust. She leant close to him. "I'd rather see them burn!"
"Oh, I couldn't do that! You worked so hard on them! You have no other choice!" he smiled. (He's plainly having the time of his life here.)
"I suppose I don't. Fine. But don't expect me to stop hating you." she growled fiercely. (This is lowest I've ever gone. I hate him, I hate myself.)
"Oh, Narcissa... Before long, you'll be wondering how you ever did without me." he sneered, more gleefull than ever.