In her greatest moments of need, Narcissa used her most tried-and-true defense. She lied. Various pairings, slight incestual undertones if you interpret them as so. Follows canon events but branches away as well. T and Narcissa-centric for now.

On the night of her wedding, for the first time in months, Pansy has a dream.

"She can feel his heart race and slow against her own, knows when he's about to slip away from their world. That's when she digs her nails into his pale shoulder blades." Warning for semi-explicit incest and minor bloodplay .