DISCLAIMER: WHAT YOU RECOGNIZE DOESN'T BELONG TO ME! It's J.K. Rowling's.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! THANKS FOR SUPPORTING ME! I HOPE YOU'LL KEEP SUPPORTING ME INTO THE NEW YEAR. WOOT! 2012!
Somerlia- I love Narcissa too. Other characters will come out into their own more as the story progresses.
The Magic of The Night- Sorry it was boring! I needed to develop the other characters more, otherwise this story would be Narcissa only.
hazelbunny- I'm glad I changed your opinion of Narcissa through my portrayal of her.
Izzy Lois Skywalker- My version of Reggie's going to be slightly like that.
Cole the Demon Hunter- Remember, things are changing already in the past. Harry and Neville becoming teachers and doing their jobs right. Narcissa becoming Severus's friend/partner/acquaintance. Remus's attack. Lily's acceptance of James because of the attack. James maturing through the attack. Lucius meeting with Narcissa. I hope that answers you're question.
In Which There is A Lot of Yelling
"You're positive?" asked Ginny again. Smith had just relayed his discovery that Harry and Neville were teaching at Hogwarts.
"Positive, you said you have a foolproof way of checking, didn't you?" he asked.
"One moment," she said. She grabbed an old piece of parchment from her trunk, and muttered something. He watched her study it for a while, before she put it back in the trunk and whirled around. Her face held a triumphant look.
"They're teachers, in the castle," she said.
"Well then, let's go," he said.
"Go? Oh no, we're not just going to have a heartfelt reunion," said Hannah with a smirk.
"After everything they've put us through? Two months of pregnancy without our husbands! Oh no no no, we're getting revenge," said Ginny. Smith looked back and forth between the two women, and felt a foreboding sense of worry. I need a Headache Relief Potion or something he thought.
"So what's the plan?" he asked mournfully.
"We're sneaking in," said Ginny.
"Then what?" asked Hannah.
"We'll sneak in around dinner time, it's easiest than, from there we head to the Great Hall. The two will definitely be surprised," said Ginny.
"And I suppose we give them some payback?" said Hannah.
"Precisely, I have a few choice words to say," said Ginny.
"Alright," said Smith warily. He'd learnt long ago it was best not to argue.
"What about the kids?" asked Hannah, "They'll run off and cause trouble while we humiliate our husbands."
"Smith, you'll watch them, right?" asked Ginny.
"Of course," said Smith, anything to be far away from the drama you two are planning, he added mentally.
"Well than, we'll use the passage in Honeydukes," said Hannah.
"Of course," said Smith reluctantly.
Narcissa slipped into the Great Hall after returning from her somewhat terrible, somewhat nice date with Lucius. She could still feel the warmth of his hand on hers. She was a little surprised at the warmth, considering he was usually so icy. She had come straight back to the castle after being leered at by Karkaroff a bit more. After changing and packing all her clothing she'd sent it off to her mother. Once that was complete, she had begun planning her confrontation. That had only made her anger worse.
Now she sat at the table. She had left Regulus a note in his dorm by his broom. He'd definitely read it over than. For Severus, she'd left the note in plain sight, however, slightly crumpled and unrecognizable. She settled into her seat and removed her journal. Every Slytherin received an identical journal from Slughorn to use to document their years at Hogwarts. He liked to think it was his generosity and kindness that made his house loves him. Idiot. However, the journals weren't complete nonsense. Narcissa used a special ink for her journal, so it looked blank otherwise. It was the one place she didn't need to worry about.
As she opened the journal, she stared at it for a few minutes. It wasn't her journal. Instead, potions recipes were scribbled all over the journal. Little notes with spells were scribbled in too. This journal looked like it belonged to a potions master or a teacher or researcher, not a student. She was amazed at the thought and planning that had gone into this journal, and yet, it was there. She immediately flipped to the front of the journal. It read, This Journal belongs to the Half-Blood Prince. She stared at that. Half-blood? Prince? Closing the journal, she shoved her thoughts aside as more people slid into the Great Hall.
Harry and Neville took their customary seats at the head table and looked out at the students, reminiscing on their Hogsmeade trips. It felt strange to be sitting at the teachers table and listening to the excitement about Hogsmeade. The exchanged grins and began to eat, unaware of the wrath heading their way.
"Alright Mrs. Potter, er, Ginny?" asked Smith, as they entered the castle. There hadn't been any enchantments on the passageway, most likely because the Marauder's had yet to tell Dumbledore it existed.
"I'm fine, let's get going," said Ginny. They had paid for their stay at the inn, and then had left for Honeydukes after shrinking their trunks and placing them in their pockets. They had thrown their cloaks on. Teddy was now wearing his hair an auburn red like Ginny's, with Harry's green eyes. He had altered his face to resemble Harry's since he missed him. Victoire's blonde hair was tied into two pig tails, and her big blue eyes peeked through her silvery lashes. She was being lifted by Hannah, and clung closely to her, awed by a Hogwarts she didn't recognize.
Victoire was dressed in a blue dress that Smith had been forced to purchase since the kids had no clothes. It had white flowers printed on it, which spun around. Teddy was wearing a red t-shirt with a golden snitch floating around, and dark grey cargo pants. Ginny was dressed in a dark blue pair of jeans, and a dark green hoodie. Hannah was dressed similarly in a pink hoodie. Smith was wearing grey jeans and a black hoodie. They had dressed in muggle clothing and casual to sneak around easier.
"Where to now?" asked Smith mournfully, regretting letting the women get away with this plan already.
"The Great Hall, it's dinner time, everyone will be gathered in there," said Ginny. She grabbed Teddy's hand and they walked onwards towards the Great Hall, still a bit unnerved at seeing Hogwarts the way it was before the war.
They reached the Great Hall and stopped outside the doors. Immediately Smith sucked in his breath, and peaked ever so slightly into the hall.
"Well?" asked Ginny impatiently.
"They're in there," said Smith. Hannah shoved Victoire into his arms, and Ginny gave him Teddy's hand. Before he could say anything, both women flew in through the doors, to attack their husbands.
"Well, let's go enjoy the show," said Smith, following the women into a stunned Great Hall.
Neville and Harry had just been discussing the first duels that would start up next week when they heard the doors to the Great Hall fly open. Looking up in shock, they saw two women they'd never imagined to see fly through the doors. One had flaming red hair, and blazing brown eyes, the other had blonde hair that flew wildly around her and blue eyes burning with anger. They were their wives.
"Ginny?" croaked Harry, as Dumbledore raised his wand at the strangers. Everyone was eying them silently with fear and awe.
"Hannah?" asked Neville, wondering if it was a hallucination.
"I was just going for a drink dear, just meeting with Neville, cleaning out our other house dear, I didn't mean to abandon you," began Ginny in a deathly whisper that made Harry pale. Everyone's heads swerved between Ginny and Harry.
"Gin-
She burst into wild laughter, sounding half crazed.
"I'm scared to be a dad, I have no idea what on earth I'm going to do, let me go drinking with a buddy, I'll come back! Yeah fucking right, instead you take a bloody PORTKEY TO ENGLAND!" she shrieked. Harry was certain this was his wife.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED I WAS? THAT SOME DEATH EATER OR CRAZY PSYCHOPATH HAD KILLED YOU? DO YOU KNOW HOW SCARED I WAS? YOU BLOODY PRICK! OH YOU FUCKING WANKER JUST ARGH!" she screeched brandishing her wand furiously at him. Harry jumped over the table and rushed over to try and calm his wife down.
"Gin-
"AND IMAGINE, ALL MY WORRIES ARE GONE TO PIECES WHEN I FIND OUT THAT YOU'VE BECOME A BLOODY TEACHER IN A BLOODY SCHOOL IN A BLOODY CONTRACT THAT YOU CANNOT GET OUT OF WHILE I DEAL WITH A FUCKING PREGNANCY! ONE THAT YOU CAUSED YOU ASSHOLE! YOU FUCKING WANKER! OH JUST YOU WAIT! WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU BATS WILL BE EXPELLING THEMSELVES FROM YOUR ARSE!"
She shrieked, as she hit him with a nonverbal bat-bogey hex. A few students were sniggering at their confident, powerful defense teacher's helpless face. James and Sirius were amongst the ones sniggering. Lily, Emma, Marlene and Alice were staring in shock. They couldn't believe the accusations being thrown at their defense teacher. Likewise, Narcissa was dumbstruck. Dumbledore's worry was now replaced with a twinkling amusement in his eye.
"Ginny get your bats off of me!" he cried as a hundred bats attacked him.
"AND WHAT ABOUT TEDDY? YOU ABANDONED HIM TOO! DO YOU NOT THINK BEFORE YOU ACT? OBVIOUSLY NOT YOU ARSE LICKING WANKER! YOU ABANDONED YOUR PRECIOUS LITTLE TEDDY! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW UPSET HE WAS WITHOUT YOU? THAT HE EVEN GRABBED ONTO THE PORTKEY AT THE LAST MOMENT TO BE WITH YOU! YOU RIDICULOUS NOBLE PRAT! OH I BET YOU DIDN'T THINK!"
Everyone turned and stared at where she was pointing. They saw a shy red headed boy with brilliant green eyes. Their jaws dropped, particularly the girls. Their defense teacher had abandoned his son? They couldn't believe it! How could he do something so cruel to a little boy and his pregnant wife? Many were throwing him dirty looks and glares so fierce it almost made Harry want to face Voldemort again.
"GINNY! CALM DOWN!" yelled Harry. Ginny stopped screaming and glared at him. Seeing that she had relaxed, he turned to Smith.
"Hey Teddy," said Harry, grinning at the boy. Teddy smiled and ran into his godfather's arms. Harry lifted him up and grinned at his godson. Harry felt relieved knowing no matter how angry Ginny was; she wouldn't attack him again whilst Teddy was in his arms.
"So Neville," began Hannah, cocking her head to the side and gaining a steely look in her eye that she saved for particularly rowdy drunks.
"Hannah," said Neville weakly.
"What do you think of this scene?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Er-
"How odd that only Harry is taking the flak, when, if I'm not mistaken, it took two idiots to end up here?" she asked.
"Er-
"And imagine that the second idiot's wife is pregnant too! I'm certain she'll be a girl so when her husband runs out one night on her, you understand just how much grief you put me through, especially when I had all the worst case scenarios running through my head!" she burst into tears at this, and Neville was at a loss on how to comfort her.
"I SPENT TWO MONTHS GETTING FAT AND FOR WHAT? A HUSBAND WHO RAN OFF TO ENGLAND JUST SO HE COULD PLAY AROUND WITH SOME ENGLISH STUDENTS! JUST BECAUSE I CAN'T FIT INTO MY SCHOOL UNIFORM ANYMORE HE RAN AWAY!" cried Hannah, and Neville's jaw dropped at the nonsensical solution.
"Hannah I would never do that to you!" cried Neville, shocked.
"She's been a bit hysterical with her hormones and imagining all the worst case scenarios, sir," said Smith, rolling his eyes at the two women.
"AND I HAD TO DEAL WITH ALL THOSE OBNOXIOUS WOMEN STARING AT ME AT THE BAR THINKING OF ME AS SOME LOW LIFE TRAMP JUST BECAUSE MY HUSBAND'S GONE ON A MISSION WHILE I'M PREGNANT LEAVING ME BEHIND! IMAGINE IF THEY KNEW THE TRUTH!" wailed Hannah, sobbing hysterically.
"Hannah I love you, I never wanted to leave you," he said frantically, conjuring a handkerchief for his wife. She took it and then began to smack him with it, making most of the people watching laugh.
"YOU STUPID, IDIOTIC, IRRESPONSIBLE MAN! JUST LIKE ALL STUPID IRRESPONSIBLE MEN! THINK YOU'RE SOME BIG HERO AND THEN YOU DISAPPEAR ON ME ONE NIGHT! YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW YOU LOVE ME! OH IF YOU LOVE ME YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE REPENTING FOR THIS ONE STUPID DRUNKEN MISTAKE! AND YOU'RE GOING TO DEVOTE THE REST OF YOUR LIFE TO YOUR CHILD OR ELSE!" said Hannah, slapping Neville with the handkerchief as best as she could. Neville was trying hard to place a remorseful look on his face.
"I'm sorry Hannah dear, and I swear I'll spend the rest of my life devoted to you and our baby," he said solemnly, before grabbing her and planting a deep kiss on her lips, stunning her momentarily. Everyone hollered and whooped for them. She flushed and then looked at him through narrowed eyes.
"It's a start," she said reluctantly. Then she wrapped her arms around him again, and kissed him full on the lips, glad to finally be back in his arms.
"Why can't we be like that?" asked Harry to Ginny, who was still glaring at him.
"Because you're an arse," she growled at him.
"I missed you," he said softly, "A lot."
"I don't care," she said, avoiding his eyes, knowing she'd melt at the sincerity in them.
"Teddy, didn't I miss Mrs. Potter a lot?" he asked the little boy, who was giggling at the scene.
"Uh huh, you always do," said Teddy excitedly. He had been missing his godfather for a long time. He snuggled deeper into his arms and laid a head on his father's shoulder.
"See, Teddy agrees," said Harry, pointing to Teddy. Ginny glared at Harry and then turned away.
"So you ran away?" she said, rolling her eyes.
"It wasn't running away, it was playing with something I didn't know would work like that," said Harry with a smirk. Ginny glared at him.
"Well, you have the rest of the year to make up for it," said Ginny haughtily. She scooped Victoire out of Smith's arms, and then turned back to Harry.
"Well, where are my rooms? Or our rooms, dear?" her voice trickled with false sweetness.
"Ah, allow me, Professor, do you mind if I escort my wife to our quarters?" he asked, turning to Dumbledore.
"Not at all, I believe after that little show you would all like to relax," said Dumbledore, biting back a laugh.
"Right, let's go Ginny, come one kids," said Harry, grabbing Ginny's hand and pulling her closer. He leaned in to kiss her, but she dodged, moving her head away stubbornly, not wanting to forgive Harry so easily.
"You're making a scene," she said with a smirk.
"I am?" he asked with an amused glance. She rolled her eyes and kissed him on the lips, glad to finally be back with her husband, even if she was going to make him pay for leaving her behind like he did.
Sirius was staring in open-mouthed shock at the door. He still couldn't believe that his Defense teacher, the cool and almost impossible to shock man, had a wife like that. She'd frightened him in seconds. His Herbology teacher with his fierce and confident look had crumbled in seconds when faced with that hot blonde chick. He saw James was snickering still. Babble broke out amongst everyone, trying to make headway with what they had just heard.
"I can't believe he had a wife," muttered Lily to Alice, unaware that Sirius was eavesdropping.
"I can't believe he had a son," said Alice with a slight moan.
"And the little blonde girl, who did she belong to?" asked Marlene.
"It's so not fair," said Lily.
"It never is," said Emmaline with a sigh. Sirius smirked to James and the two bit back their laughs.
"Let's go," said James. The two left the Great Hall and began walking towards the hospital wing to tell Remus what had just happened.
"Can you believe they had a wife?" asked Sirius in shock, as they left the hall.
"Or two kids, though the blonde didn't look like theirs," said James, equally stunned.
"Maybe they aren't Death Eaters, but then again, my dearest cousin Bella and her husband are, so why can't those two be Death Eaters?" asked Sirius, as he saw James looking doubtful.
"I don't know, he seemed too loving, you know?" asked James.
"Moony will know better what to do next," said Sirius with a shrug.
"Probably," said James with a wry grin.
"Hey, look, Snivellus," said Sirius, pointing to a shifty looking Snape skulking through the corridors.
"What's he doing out so late and not near the dungeons?" asked James, narrowing his eyes.
"He looks almost worried," said Sirius, raising an eyebrow.
"Get under the cloak," said James, pulling out his invisibility cloak. Sirius quickly helped James pull it over, and they walked quietly, stalking Snape silently in the shadows.
"Damn the cloak's gotten small," said Sirius with a moan.
"Shut up," muttered James.
Snape opened the door to an empty classroom and entered, leaving the door open. Exchanging a glance, they walked into the classroom, and then ducked behind the teacher's desk at the end, as Snape muttered quietly to himself about dratted Blacks. Sirius was confused, he was the only Black Snape hated. They cast a silent spell on the desk, making it possible to look through the desk to Snape, but to not be seen. Almost like a one-way glass. They waited in silence for a few minutes. Finally, someone else entered.
"Cissy?" mouthed Sirius to James, as he saw his cousin enter. His eyes grew to the size of saucers. He didn't know his cousin was swapping saliva with Snivellous. The thought almost made him gag.
"Severus," she said coolly.
"Narcissa," replied Snape with a small nod.
"Oh drop the pretense," said Narcissa snappishly. She was irritated at the fact that her favorite teacher was married and with a wife and kid, and had supposedly run out on them. That, combined with her horrible day made her irritable.
"What pretense? As I recall, you were the one who called me here," said Snape, slightly annoyed.
"For good reason, I assure you, now just wait a moment," said Narcissa. She perched herself on top of a desk and sat on it. Snape leaned against a desk on the opposite end. His pale skin and dark black eyes, and hooked nose were framed by his greasy hair. His eyes watched Narcissa, who sat properly upright, watching the door. James and Sirius exchanged glances.
Finally, the silence was broken when the door opened, and a boy walked in. He looked to be about sixteen. He had dark black hair that he kept short, unlike his older brother. His blue eyes were wide as he saw the group awaiting him. Sirius's jaw dropped when he recognized the face of the boy.
"Reggie?" he whispered, shocked. James immediately cast a silencing charm on Sirius, not wanting to be caught if Sirius began yelling. Though, James himself was confused. Just what would Regulus, Narcissa and Snivellous have to discuss together?
"Regulus?" asked Snape to Narcissa, slight amusement twitching his lip upwards.
"Yes, Reggie, now both of you sit down," said Narcissa. She waved her wand with a flourish, and two chairs landed in front of her. Severus and Regulus exchanged glances, shrugged, and sat down in front of her.
"Well?" asked Severus, annoyed at Narcissa's behaviour.
"Guess who I met today," she began softly.
"You were meeting Lucius," said Regulus, surprised slightly.
"Yes, I was, and imagine if my fiancé is the one who informs me that my little cousin is going to become initiated into the Death Eaters group IN THE SUMMER!" shrieked Narcissa, her volume increasing with every word.
"Muffliato," murmured Severus to the door, standing up immediately, as Regulus looked on at Narcissa in shock. Severus cast several silencing and locking charms on the door, hoping it would suffice.
"AND YOU! YOU'RE ENCOURAGING HIM! A JOINT INITIATION IN THIS SUMMER! ARE YOU TWO MAD? REGGIE'S BARELY OF AGE! AND HERE I WAS THINKING THAT IT WAS NICE YOU AND REGGIE SPEND TIME TOGETHER AND THAT REGGIE HAD SOME FORM OF GUIDANCE IN SCHOOL FROM AN OLDER BROTHERLY FIGURE, ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT THAT OLDER BROTHER FIGURE IS GUIDING HIM TO BECOME A MURDERER!" shrieked Narcissa loudly, pointing her wand at Severus. He immediately disarmed her, and stuffed her wand into his pocket.
"Narcissa, calm down," ordered Severus. Narcissa was still madly waving her hand around as though she had a wand, her anger consuming her logical thoughts.
James was staring at Sirius, who looked shocked. His jaw had dropped, his blue eyes were the size of dinner plates, and he looked like someone had put the full body-bind curse on him.
"Calm down? CALM DOWN?" shrieked Narcissa hysterically.
"I don't see why it's such a big deal! Bella's a death eater!" cried Regulus, finally gaining some footing.
"SHE'S OF AGE, YOU WON'T EVEN BE OF AGE!" howled Narcissa at him, her blue eyes furious and her blonde hair crackling with intensity from her anger.
"NARCISSA!" ordered Severus loudly. She stopped yelling, and turned to see Severus staring at her. Then she realised she didn't have her wand.
"Give me my wand," she hissed at Severus. She jumped of the desk and approached Severus angrily. He stared back at her coldly, unnerving her. Most people backed down when she was this angry. Severus just took it in a stride.
"No, you're hysterical, sit down, and let us explain to you the situation," said Severus. She glared at him.
"EXPLAIN WHAT? THAT YOU'RE TURNING MY BABY COUSIN INTO A MURDERER? OR SOMEONE WHO TORTURES PEOPLE? I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE PRECIOUS DEATH EATERS DO, I SPENT AN ENTIRE DAY LISTENING TO THEIR TALES," yelled Narcissa loudly.
"Cissy, please sit down," pleaded Regulus, grabbing Narcissa's arm. She shrugged him off, and stared coldly at Severus.
"If you haven't noticed, you're family is a great supporter of murdering and torturing, you're fiancé does that for a living," said Severus. Narcissa stepped forward and slapped him across the face.
"How dare you!" hissed Narcissa coldly.
"What? Tell you the truth? Lucius is as much a murdering scumbag as your own darling sister," said Severus, ignoring the red handprint on his face.
"SHUT UP!" she roared, not wanting to listen to the slander of her family from Severus's mouth.
"Shut up? For what? Telling the truth! YOUR OLDER SISTER TORTURES AND KILLS PEOPLE FOR FUN! AND YOUR PRECIOUS FIANCE DOES THE EXACT SAME THING! THEY THRIVE IN IT," yelled Severus angrily.
Narcissa was yelling 'shut up' as fat tears slipped down her face. She'd spent an entire day watching people regard her with fear when she mentioned her sister, hearing of Lucius's exploits and the fear his name held, and feeling dread for Bella. To hear this was cracking at the little box in the corner of her mind where she'd thrown this dirty laundry, not wanting to deal with it. Now, it was out in the open.
"Cissy, we can explain, please, just listen, and Sev, please stop yelling," pleaded Regulus, not liking his older friend and cousin fighting like this.
"She needed to hear it," said Severus coldly.
"Sit down Cissy," said Regulus, gently helping Narcissa sit down. He offered her a green and silver handkerchief. She dabbed her eyes, and then glared at the two.
"Well? Are you going to explain, or not?" she asked coldly, not looking at Severus.
"Regulus was approached last Christmas by your sister, Bellatrix, and informed that the Dark Lord was seeking more recruits, and since Lucius was doing a better job than she was, she hoped Regulus would join as her selection," began Severus, staring at Narcissa coldly.
"What?" whispered Narcissa, her eyes wide.
"Yeah, it's true. I was really excited to join and everything, it would make my mum and dad proud. But I needed to be sixteen, and since I was fourteen at the time, I couldn't. Bella started teaching me some spells and stuff, Dark Arts, you know, so I wouldn't disappoint when the time came," said Regulus, paling slightly.
"What spells? What stuff?" asked Narcissa, horrified, "How did you get past me?"
"You were pretty busy dealing with Lucius and Bella, balancing them, and attending all kinds of balls and stuff for your debut," explained Regulus awkwardly, trying to avoid the earlier questions.
A debut was common for girls of pure-blood families of sixteen. Narcissa remembered hers with a grimace, as everyone taunted her by saying she was the prettiest sister, but not the smartest or most confident or whatnot. Just the pretty one. She'd almost hexed a guest three times.
"What spells? What stuff?" asked Narcissa again. She stared at Regulus, who had lowered his head and was flushing and looking slightly scared.
"She taught him the Unforgivables, the progressed from spiders to cats, and now I believe were using them on random animals, since Reg didn't want to try it on people just yet," said Severus coldly.
Narcissa's jaw dropped. How could Bella teach their baby cousin Reggie Unforgivables? This was little Reggie who followed her around when she was little. Who had called her a fairy the first time they'd met, when she was three and he was two. The little cousin who absolutely adored her. The one who'd run to her when Cousin Siri teased him, or when Siri was being yelled at and punished by Aunt Walburga. She almost fainted. She slipped slightly out of her chair, however, Severus moved quickly, and caught her. He helped her stabilize herself.
"She did what?" chocked Narcissa. Half of her wanted to just yell that Reg was lying, but then, he'd never been a good Occlumens, and he was an even more terrible liar. You could see from his face that he wasn't lying.
"It's not too bad, I mean, I still can't cruciate someone the way Bella can, I don't really like it, but I'm not too bad at duelling," he said earnestly, making Narcissa almost gag at the thought of her baby cousin cruciating something. Unaware that her other cousin, Siri, was almost gagging himself underneath the desk table.
"Anyways, after Christmas, Regulus informed me that he didn't want to join the Death Eaters alone, and he knew I was joining, so he begged me to hold back a year and join with him," said Severus resignedly.
"So Sev put off getting the mark until this summer so that he could join with me," said Regulus. Narcissa darted her eyes from Severus to Regulus. She couldn't believe that he'd just dropped such an honor as joining the Dark Lord just for her baby cousin. If she was an optimist, she'd believe it. However, she was a realist, and knew that there had to be something deeper.
"Well, are you going to speak?" asked Severus coldly.
"You can't," pleaded Narcissa, clutching Regulus's sleeve, almost begging him not to.
"She won't be happy if I refuse," said Regulus.
"Please Reggie, don't do it, please," pleaded Narcissa, falling out of the chair onto her knees as she tried to beg Reggie not to do it.
"I have to, they wanted Siri, but he ran away, if I don't, they'll kill him and mum and dad, I can't not join, I'm sorry Cissy," said Regulus. He shrugged his arm away from her, and then ran out of the room. He couldn't watch her cry over his decisions.
Severus watched Regulus leave with a sigh. Then he turned to see Narcissa, broken and shocked on the ground. Tears freely fell down her cheeks, marring her beautiful face. She turned to him, in shock.
"Narcissa," he said quietly, bending down. He offered her his handkerchief, but she grabbed his arm instead, pulling him closer to her, surprising him.
"Please Severus, please, don't let him do this, save him, protect him, please," said Narcissa, crying earnestly.
Severus suddenly felt cold, remembering this scene with his mother. His mother had found out his plans to become a Death Eater and to stay safe. She'd cried just like this, begging him not too. He'd consoled her by wrapping an arm around and promising her what he could. Sighing, he offered the same to Narcissa. He wrapped and arm around her, letting her sob into his shoulder.
"I promise, I'll try and protect him as much as I can, I can't stop him, Bella and his parents have made sure that he'll do what's right, it doesn't help that Black ran out on them like he did, but I can do my best to take care of him and keep him safe," said Severus with a sigh.
"Thank you," wept Narcissa, burying herself into his arms, feeling a rush of warmth and safety.
"Let's get out of here, it'll be suspicious if anyone sees us," said Severus, standing and helping Narcissa up.
"Thank you Severus, and I'm sorry I slapped you," she said, composing herself.
"It's alright, I'll see you in defense than," he said curtly, and left. Once Narcissa had quickly composed herself, she left too.
James turned and stared at his best friend. Sirius was a ghostly white, his jaw slacked. His blue eyes looked haunted. His little brother was sacrificing his youth to protect him. James sighed, and sat beside Sirius, offering him a comforting hand on his shoulder, waiting until Sirius was ready to talk. Sirius just felt cold. His little brother was joining the dark side because of him. He'd never felt so disgusted with himself ever.