The day after the meeting with Cygnus, Narcissa went to the hospital, as did she in the following weeks. Every time she left the room a group of journalists would be waiting for her, asking how her father was doing, how she felt and if things had changed.

Things were going perfectly fine. Her memory charm had been effective enough to keep the man from remembering anything past 24 hours. Every time again he'd ask who she was, where he was, who he was. And what Narcissa did depended on her feelings that day.

Sometimes she would silence the room and scream at him, yell about how he hurt her and her sisters. Other days she'd leave with a simple 'I hope you die.' And some days she would tell him a story about a young girl getting cursed, watch his reaction and when he asked who it was about, hiss that it was him. The confusion and pain in his face were worth every visit.

Narcissa had picked up her old passion for playing the piano again, as well as the violin and the harp. She still remembered all the pieces she once learned, and with a bit of practice the woman played, in Lucius' words 'As beautiful as you look.'

It had been months after Cygnus had been sent to the hospital, and everyone could see Narcissa being more free, happier. Though neither Lucius nor Alicia, who had cried when she heard the story, expected their mother and wife to ever be completely herself. Narcissa too, knew better than to hope for that.

Nonetheless she continued teaching, playing the piano and trying to have fun. She smiled more often, and it felt like she was so much lighter now that she did not have to worry during the day what her father would think of this, or would do when he knew.

One day she was playing the piano again, her eyes closed as she let her fingers play the keys in a beautiful manner. She didn't notice the change in melody at first, she was simply playing like she always did. But Lucius did and he stood up, he smiled brightly and when Narcissa finished she smiled back. It had been a happy piece, cheerful and hopeful.

The man had kissed her shoulder when he sat down next to her and embraced his wife, he was crying a little, tears she knew were of happiness. Lucius held her close against his chest and she curled up as far as the tight dress Narcissa was wearing under her robes would allow her. She let her head rest against his chest as she closed her eyes and sighed softly as he stroked her hair.

"You'll get better darling.. Maybe not completely, maybe it will take until you're 60.. but you'll get better." Narcissa said nothing but nodded softly, praying for his words to be truthful, that she'd indeed get better. Lucius smiled softly as he held her close.

"That's a promise."

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At the end of the schoolyear Slytherin won the housecup, not less than expected by Narcissa. And when it was time for the students to go to the Hogwarts express, Alicia walked towards her. "Will you be at the platform?" She smiled softly when the woman nodded and hugged her.

"Of course I will be, should I take your trunks with me to the manor?" The girls smiled and nodded, Narcissa took over the trunks from her daughter and waved at her chuckling when she walked to the carriage together with the other students.

Narcissa called an elf to take both her own and Alicia's trunks to the manor and then turned to Minerva. The women hugged and the blonde looked at her smiling "You have to come to the manor sometime, alright?"

Minerva nodded "Of course I will Narcissa." They hugged once more and said goodbye, and Narcissa went home.

Lucius wasn't home yet and Draco was asleep so she sat down on one of the sofas and thought about the past year. It was easy to say she had changed, and it made her wonder and question everything.

She had gone from being incredibly prejudiced to adopting a muggleborn child, and even though she still highly preferred purebloods, it made her question how many of her beliefs were truly her own opinion, and not what her parents had, quite literally, beaten into her.

It was weird to think that way, and in a way it scared her. Though Cygnus had been in the hospital ever since she erased his memory, even the healers couldn't find a way to undo her spell, though that may have been due to Narcissa casting it every once in a while again, she still feared punishment from him whenever she said something against the pureblood beliefs.

She had no idea when that fear would go away, if it ever would. Like Lucius had told her, she was completely traumatized.

Narcissa worried what it would do to Draco's upbringing. Even if she could overcome the fear, she and Lucius had talked about the whispers. Whispers about the Dark Lord not being dead, that he would return some day. If he did, and Draco believed in equality, no matter what blood, he would die.

She shivered at the thought, if the Dark Lord would return, Draco had to belief in pureblood supremacy, which would mean she and Lucius would have to teach them. But with Alicia technically being muggleborn, and the wizarding world starting to see them as less than the pureblood, death eater aristocrats.. Narcissa sighed, it was all so damn complicated.

As Lucius was still at work when the train would arrive, Narcissa took Draco with her to the station. People looked at her curiously but she simply glared at them, holding her son close in her arms. People always talked, always whispered about her and her husband. Still believing they were death eaters, not that she could disagree, Lucius was in fact a death eater of course, but still.

She stood with the other parents as they all waited for the train, pretending she did not notice how people moved out of the way, creating a circle of space around her and Draco." It does not hurt you, you're better than all of them together. You don't care what they think, weakling."

Narcissa shivered and shook her head quickly, blocking the voice from her mind. Draco giggled and she looked down on him with a smile as he held her finger tight. She chuckled and kissed his forehead, ignoring the glares of people around them, like every sound she made was a bother. The woman rolled her eyes and instead looked at the railway to see the train already coming their way.

It stopped and Narcissa waited patiently for Alicia to leave it, which she did sooner than most others as she did not have to wait for her trunk. When the girl saw her, a wide smile appeared on her face and she walked towards the woman quickly, looking a bit confused at the wide gap between her and the other people before hugging her mother.

Narcissa chuckled "Like you haven't seen me in a year, instead a few hours ago." And Alicia nodded, laughing too. She looked around to the people staring at them and looked up to Narcissa.

"Why are they glaring at us?"

The blonde sighed softly, glared at a few people and then looked at Alicia. "Because they don't like us. They're jealous, does weird things to some people, a bit sad really." She said it cold and just loud enough for the people close to them to be able to hear her. "Nothing for you to worry about dear, they'll grow up."

Alicia shrugged "Okay then, shall we go.. home?" It felt a bit weird to say it like that, but Narcissa nodded and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"We'll go home dear."

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"I heard rumours, but I had no idea it was actually true…"

Narcissa tensed, she was sitting in a quiet coffee place with Draco, Lucius and Alicia, a month into the holidays and she recognized that voice. The Malfoys and the Weasleys always had a, troublesome, relationship. Rather to say they hated each other, but she and Arthur had always been the worst. And she recognized that voice. The woman turned around to face the ginger man. "What exactly, that you have enough money to buy coffee?"

Her voice was cold but Arthurt shook his head "Narcissa Malfoy, a son? That's not dead? A miracle." He sneered at her and Narcissa paled slightly, forcing herself to remain calm as the man continued. "I mean, what happened to the others again?"

"If you have to ask, you're even more stupid than I already knew." Next to her Lucius shifted but she placed a hand on his knee, wanting to handle the man herself.

Arthur nodded softly "Of course, such a tragedy. Explains the jealousy of course, I think me and my wife have as much children as you have lost."

Alicia looked a bit confused to her mother but Narcissa focused on Arthur, glaring at him with a deadly stare. "Not being able to pay for protection is not something to be proud of Weasley, no matter how you try to bring it." The man flushed and she smirked. "How is that going to be when they grow up.. Every week someone else who won't eat?"

She brought it like pure curiosity and Arthur glared at her, but Narcissa continued. "Or is Molly finally going to work as well? Together with you and your, muggle obsession, would make a great family business, you know, if someone would actually care that you're a disgrace to the name of wizard.

Now go, you're ruining the view." If looks could kill, both Narcissa and Arthur would be long dead, but the latter muttered something under his breath before walking out of the café.

Lucius put an arm around his wife and kissed her cheekbone "Are you okay dear?" She simply nodded.

"I am."

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A couple of years later, 1984

The school year would start today again, Narcissa looked forward to it. She had been made a school counsellor last year, and she loved it. This year Charles Weasley would go to Hogwarts and she like that as well, his older brother was now a third year, and Narcissa would never forget the look on his parents' face when he had come off of the Hogwarts express, telling them about their nice teacher, mrs. Malfoy.

Alicia would make her O.W.L's this year, and the woman could tell she was very nervous, not that the girl had any reason to be, she excelled in all her classes the past years after all.

Narcissa was currently at platform nine and three quarters with her husband, Alicia and a four year old Draco who walked beside her. Lucius had an arm wrapped around his wife's waist and Alicia was walking in front of them, looking for her friends.

People still stared, still whispered and pointed and little Draco started to notice. "Why are those people staring mummy?" Narcissa smiled and lifted her son up, ruffling his hair a bit before answering.

"They're talking about how much of a beautiful little boy you are, they're a bit jealous of your hair I believe." Draco chuckled and smiled proudly, nodding in agreement.

In the main time Alicia had spotted her friends and turned to her parents. "Goodbye mum, dad. Goodbye little one." She kissed Draco's head and hugged him, then hugged Lucius and Narcissa both. "I'll see you at school mum."

Narcissa chuckled and nodded "Goodbye dear" Lucius said the same and Alicia was gone off to her friends.

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During the feast Narcissa sat next to Minerva's chair as always. The other woman was leading first years into the hall and the blonde looked at them with interest, immediately spotting Charles Weasley, ginger like all of them, of course.

The sorting went quite fast, Charles was sorted into Gryffindor, again no suprises there. But Narcissa looked up in shock when Minerva called out one of the last names. "Tonks, Nymphadora." She looked at the little girl walking towards the head, Tonks, that had been the name of the disgusting mudblood her sister had married. Ted Tonks, even a mugglename. But then..

Andromeda Tonks, Ted Tonks and now Nymphadora Tonks, it wasn't a very common name in the wizarding world, they had to be related. She was currently eleven, meaning that Meda had been twenty when she was born, Narcissa had been eighteen when she received the card.

This was Andromeda's daughter, her niece.

The girl stared at her with interest and a curious look and Narcissa wondered what Meda had told her daughter about her and Bella. She still hated, although that was a strong word, it was still her sister after all, Andromeda for leaving her. Andromeda had left when she was seventeen, old enough to marry Tonks. She had been fifteen at the time and Bella nineteen, who had already left home, married off to Rodolphus Lestrange, a man she hated.

So Narcissa had been left alone with her parents, who were more angry than ever and seemingly determined to make sure Narcissa wouldn't do the same as her older sister. She shivered slightly when she thought back, it had been two years of pure hell and she had not yet forgiven Andromeda for putting her through that.

She just hoped she would never have to speak to her, thank Merlin the girl was in Hufflepuff.

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