AN: Well, here we are! Lucius/Narcissa-ness, woot woot! I love it...
22nd November 1996
Dear Mother,
How are you? I was very glad to receive your last letter, I am glad the garden is thriving. Up here, the snow is coming soon, I can tell.
Well, we lost our first Quidditch match, but there is always next year! I have been working hard in all aspects. Professor Slughorn, the one you spoke to me about, tends to have favourites, and unfortunately I am not one of them. I'm hoping this will not reflect my potions marks, even if I'm not as good as Potter, who has an uncanny knack, or so it would seem.
I hope you're not too lonely without Father. I don't suppose you would wish any of our other relatives on our house though! They still haven't caught Bellatrix, although sometimes I'm not sure if they have a clue where she is, at least, not a whiff of it gets in the papers.
Well, I should go now, I have Charms homework to do, this was just a letter to check that you're alright.
Love,
Draco.
22nd November 1996
I was always part of the Slug Club in school. The old professor used to say that surely, if my marks did not cause me to be famous, surely my creativity would, and if not that, then my good looks.
Lucius was a year above me in school, so I seldom spoke to him while I was there, save in the Slug Club meetings. Slughorn would encourage us all to talk to each other.
It was funny how, at home, at the parties it was Bella or Andy who was placed next to him. He was younger than them both, but he was very rich and very well connected.
When the Lestranges began to show an interest in Bella, Lucius was moved on to Andy. But by the time she was halfway through Fifth Year, in other words, once Bella had left Hogwarts, she began going out with Ted. Our parents didn't know, and so they kept Lucius close to her at all times.
But for some reason, Slughorn never invited Andy to parties. Perhaps he didn't see what he called "potential" in her. Or perhaps he didn't approve of Ted. Whatever the reason, those meetings were when I had a chance to talk to Lucius, and I think, even then, even if I didn't know it, I had fallen in love with him.
Even if Mum and Dad didn't agree, Andromeda and I would sit up in the common room all night long and talk about it.
"Don't worry," she said. "When the eldest two are taken, the youngest sister will get the best prize."
I stared at her, mouth open. "Do you really think so?"
"Of course. He's falling for you as much as you are for him."
Falling. That was the word. It was like quicksand.
And at every Slug Club meeting, I fell a little deeper.
