Fabian Prewett eventually recovered enough of his voice to sing onstage in the highlight of the night, a series of jazzed-up love songs taken from various popular musicals. It was Narcissa's idea that it should be particularly glamorous, and for this occasion she was clad in a slinky, pearly blue sequinned gown with ultra-glitzy long white satin gloves. Fabian, a run-of-the-mill Welsh boy who was on school assistance, had nothing to wear and was at the last minute lovingly outfitted by his boy-friend Evan Rosier. Evan had pulled together a dressy outfit from various wardrobes including his own, and had gone to the effort of putting on some temporary alteration charms to get the fit just right. Fabian had never seen himself look so dapper, and he thought that if he looked like this every day, he might just fall in love with himself too.

The talent show was a rousing success, and being prefects, Narcissa and Fabian were not actually competing. Their section was to entertain the audience in the interlude while the judges, comprised of a collection of professors and prefects, finalised their top picks of the night. A few tongues were set wagging about the nature of Narcissa and Fabian's relationship, but even more tongues wagged when Fabian refused to change the pronouns in the song "I'll Cast A Spell On You", thus making it rather apparent that he was longing for a man's strong embrace.

Lucius Malfoy sat on the judging panel, as a sixth year Slytherin prefect. The whole performance rather disturbed him and he was squirming in his seat at its various implications. Narcissa was very, very alluring here, and he could swear that she was singing to a particular member of the audience. Based on his powers of observation, he concluded that she must have been gazing at Alistair Thomas during the bridge of Floo Me To The Moon and at each point before the chorus of Choco Loco Lovin'.

Halfway through Cheek To Beak, a song about a lover who was turned into a hippogriff and back again, Alistair Thomas, who had been standing behind Lucius all this while, leaned in and said to him, "I think a certain Miss Black is sending a message to you."

"What?" Lucius croaked, unsure if he had heard correctly.

"I have it on good authority," Alistair said firmly, hoping the hint was more obvious this time.

Lucius felt overcome with nausea. It was cruel, so cruel, for his best friend to lie to him like this. Could he not see that all this while Narcissa was making goo goo eyes in his direction? Did she not beg for his company for dinner just this past week? He felt a soul crushing devastation. He imagined himself as the best man at the wedding of Alistair Thomas and Narcissa Black, now to be Mrs Thomas...

He was startled from his fervent imagining when Professor McGonagall demanded his scoring papers to tally up the top ten participants, who would be rewarded with book vouchers from Flourish and Blotts.

The evening soon concluded and everyone began heaping praise on Narcissa Black for her wonderful organisation and initiative as chief planner for the Hogsmeade Fayre. In truth, a major contributing factor to the nearly authoritarian powers of the prefectorial board came down to what can be termed the Black Axis. Andromeda Black was in her final year at Hogwarts and had ascended to the throne of Head Girl, accompanied by her Prince Consort, Edward Tonks, who took on the role of Head Boy.

They could be rightly termed a power couple, for each complemented the other perfectly and both were so finely skilled in social graces that no one ever made an enemy of them.

Two years below, Andromeda had her younger sister, who, being naturally full of fancy, devised numerous propaganda campaigns, the second of which came several months later in the month of February.