Hey everyone! This story was written for Media Studies: #Hogwarts assignment, Insane Prompt List, Pairing the Character, Meet Cute Marathon, To All the Characters I've Loved Before, Crazy Cone Contraptions, and Wacky Wandmakers on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Also for Link Maker on Monthly Challenges for All.
Media Studies: #Hogwarts assignment: Task 4 - Write about someone thinking/talking about a nostalgic memory.
Insane Prompt List: 405. (romantic pairing) Narcissa/Lily
Pairing the Character: Narcissa/Lily
Meet Cute Marathon: Prompt 14 - I ran away from home and knocked on the wrong door but you want to take me in anyway
To All the Characters I've Loved Before: Andromeda Black (relationship) sister, and (trait/characteristic) Pureblood
Crazy Cone Contraptions: Marvelous Marshmallow Blend (pairing) Narcissa/? (Lily)
Wacky Wandmakers: Pear Wood Wand (restriction) no Ravenclaws, and Thunderbird Tail Feather Core (character) Lily Evans
Link Maker: Meet Cutes, 593 words.
Warning for fluff. Word count is 593 words. I hope you all enjoy the next chapter of The Cutest Meetings Lost.
It had been nearly sixteen years since Narcissa Black had run away from home. Sixteen years of being away from her mother, father, and sister. Sixteen years of fending for herself out on the streets.
Yet the street she lived was as familiar to her today as it had been all those years ago. She walked past the park where her, Bellatrix, and Andromeda used to play as children.
Push me higher, Bella," the memory of her child-like voice called to her sister. "I want to see if I can fly."
"Don't be silly, Cissa," Bellatrix's memory voice float on the air as though it were still speaking the words. "You can't fly."
She looked over at the park almost convinced she could see the image of her sisters and herself as little kids chasing each other around the park. Shaking her head to clear the image that probably wasn't even really there, she continued on her trek. She had to get home. She wanted to go home.
The street lamp that her and Andromeda had made home base for their daily games of tag came into view. She knew she was getting closer to where she wanted to be.
Turning the corner her old home came into view sending her heartbeat skipping. She felt a lightness come over her as she walked up to the front door. Should she knock on the door or just burst in and say surprise?
She settled for knocking on the door. She could already hear mother's disappointed voice if she went with the other option. Good girls don't barge into other people's homes, Narcissa.
It felt like an eternity before someone answered her knock and the girl who answered wasn't one of her sister's. Maybe her parents had moved after she ran away from home all those years? Maybe losing yet another child had broken their hearts and made them leave the place they called home?
"Hello," the young redhead asked, blinking curiously at Narcissa. "Can I help you with some? Are you lost?"
For the first time since she'd decided to try and find her family, to try and return, she did feel lost. But she certainly wasn't going to admit that to some stranger. Much less some stranger who was now living in her house.
"I think I used to live here," Narcissa said. "I ran away from home sixteen years ago. I was wondering if I could possibly stay for a while or so?"
The girl's big green eyes blinked at Narcissa in concern. "I don't think that you ever lived," the girl corrected her. "I would have known if there was another girl besides Petunia living here."
Narcissa blinked in confusion. "Petunia? Who is Petunia?" She took in the kitchen that she'd been allowed into. This wasn't the kitchen she remembered fondly growing up in. The little stool where she used to stand and watch the house elves do the cooking was there. The marks for Bellatrix, Andromeda, and her own growth chart weren't here.
"This isn't the Black residence and never was, right?" Narcissa asked, feeling the happiness she'd felt minutes ago melt away.
"No," the girl said, shaking her head sadly. "But I'm sure Mum won't mind you staying until we can help find your way home."
"I'd like that. Thank you…"
"Lily. Lily Evans."
"Thank you, Lily. I'm Narcissa. Narcissa Black." Narcissa smiled as she followed Lily into the living room to meet the rest of Lily's family. She could tell that this was the start of something beautiful.
I hope you all enjoyed Lost as much as I enjoyed writing it.
