It was summer again. Many were calling it the summer of love and for Cissys sister Bella that was only too true. Rodulphus Lestrange had asked there father for Bella's hand and he had accepted.

Looking at her usually hard rigid sister, Bella was positively giddy but Narcissa was just plain bored.

Then she saw him

Her great defend.

He who had shielded her from the storm when the wind had blown too strongly.

There was Lucius.

"Narcissa," he called and run to her. "How are you …my darling?"

She was his darling girl and more importantly his reason for living.

a/n: back to 100

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