Narcissa was reading quietly by the window when the door opened behind her. She looked round curiously, wondering what Madame Pomfrey wanted in this unusual visit. The next minute the book fell unnoticed to the floor as Narcissa rushed to embrace the most welcome of visitors.
"Persephone!" she gasped. "I'm so glad to see you! I've got myself into a terrible mess and I don't know what to do." Narcissa hugged her older sister tightly and began to cry.
"Shh Cissa. I'm here now, and everything's going to be OK" soothed Persephone, leading her sister gently over to the window seat.
When Narcissa had calmed down enough, she began to tell her sister the whole story.
"Why didn't you tell me this before?" demanded her sister fiercely. "I could have done something!"
"It's mostly OK. I know what upsets him, I just have to be careful, that's all."
"Tell me you aren't thinking of going back to him."
"If it wasn't for this baby, I would." confessed Narcissa in a sudden burst of honesty. "I still love Lucius. I think I always will. But Lucius doesn't want this baby, and now I've left him he'll be ashamed. I've hurt his pride. He won't take me back now. Besides, he'd probably hurt the child, and I want this baby to be happy."
"What will happen to Draco?"
"The most important thing for Draco's future is that he keeps his father happy." said Narcissa bluntly. "I have nothing I can give Draco, but as things stand, he will inherit the whole estate. If he upsets Lucius however, he will have nothing, and I know the home of his ancestors means a lot to Draco."
"Oh Cissa!" said Persephone softly. "Won't you see him at all?"
"I don't know."
"What is your exact position?"
"I have little more than the clothes I stand up in." said Narcissa softly. "I have no money and nowhere to go. I've lost contact with most of my old friends during my marriage. This is the only place I can stay, and I have no way of ever leaving."
"That's rubbish! I'm here now, and we can rent a small cottage somewhere - in Hogsmeade if you like so you can see as much of Draco as possible while we settle things with Lucius. What have you told Lucius so far?"
"Just that I'm safe, and will contact him again soon. I didn't tell him where I am or anything."
"Right. We need to contact him and arrange terms."
"Terms?"
"Divorce, maintenance and so on." said Persephone calmly.
"Lucius will never grant me a divorce!" said Narcissa, stunned by the very idea.
"He will. What else is he going to do? He won't let you have the baby, but you're sure you want to keep it. Those are completely incompatible desires. Even if he didn't beat you and your son, I can't really see where else this is headed."
"But Malfoys never divorce! It'll be a scandal!"
"Which is why you are in a strong position. He'll probably give you whatever you ask for in order for you to keep your mouth shut. Things will be OK Cissa. We'll get you enough, first as a lump sum, then more in monthly instalments to make sure that you and this child don't lack for anything. Whether he likes it or not, this is his baby, and you are still his wife. He owes it to you to take care of you, and it's not as if he only earns enough to scrape by." Persephone looked at her sister thoughtfully. Narcissa looked tired and uncertain. Persephone began gathering her strength. The following months would not be easy for anyone, and that fact that Narcissa wasn't sure what she wanted would make them harder. Persephone could see that she might have to be very ruthless indeed to make sure that Lucius didn't cheat Narcissa out of what she deserved. For now though, her sister looked as if she'd had all that she could stand.
"So when will I see Draco then?" she asked. "He was only a tiny baby when I last saw him, and you can't tell much from photos really."
"He normally comes to see me for an hour at seven. He's getting really tall, which isn't really surprising as he's nearly sixteen." Narcissa chattered happily about her son for a while, then the conversation moved onto Persephone's life.
"Why haven't you married Sephy?"
"I don't really think it's necessary. Maybe I'll think differently one day, but for now I'm happy. I'm living with someone I like very much, but neither of us thinks marriage is very important. He'll probably talk me into it eventually, but for now I'm OK I don't think that motherhood is the be all and end all of life. We've been living together for nearly two years now. We suit each other. He earns quite well, so it's not like he's sponging off me if that's what you think! He understands that you need me now, and is happy to keep things ticking over at home for a while. He really wants to see you actually - he's an only child from a small family, and is fascinated by the idea of siblings and so on. When you feel up to it, you can come and visit us if you like. We could even go over there while the divorce comes through. I don't think it's all too safe over here at the moment."
"Probably as safe as France" said Narcissa, slightly stiffly.
"For you maybe, but it might be more awkward for me. I may not have actively fought against You Know Who, but I have helped people who did. I still do for that matter."
"Who?" asked Narcissa, curious in spite of herself.
"Don't be silly Cis. I can't tell you anything like that. It wouldn't be safe. I've told you too much already. My home in France is lovely anyway. I'd really like you to see it."
"I definitely will." promised Narcissa. The sisters talked animatedly all afternoon, catching up properly on the news of the last fifteen years. They talked for so long that when the door opened and Draco came in they both jumped. Narcissa stood quickly and hugged her son, before turning to her sister.
"Draco, this is your aunt Persephone, my older sister. She's come to help me out for a bit. Seph, this is Draco."
Persephone reached out her hand to shake Draco's, appraising him critically.
"You're the image of your father." she said dryly. 'I'd put money on the fact that you're a good bit your father's son as well' she thought. 'I bet you can be an evil little rat when you like' She smiled at him as she thought this, and he smiled back reservedly.
"You've grown a bit since I last saw you as well." she informed him with a laugh. "You were only a couple of days old then. I've been meaning to visit for ages, but somehow I've never got round to it."
"It's nice to meet you" said Draco politely. "Have you and Mum made any decisions?"
"Not really." said Persephone, glancing at her sister, who was looking out of the window with a troubled expression on her face. "I've suggested renting a cottage or something in Hogsmeade where your mother can live until things are settled. Another option of course is her coming to France with me when I go back and staying for the duration."
"When anything is decided, you'll be the first to know, I promise." said Narcissa suddenly. "This concerns you too, and I want to keep you up to date with what's going on."
"Thank you" said Draco politely. Persephone glanced at him.
"Have you heard from your father recently Draco?"
"He hasn't mentioned anything, just said that he quarrelled with Mum and she's gone away to think about things. He hasn't told me what he's planning to do, or asked me if I've heard from her."
Persephone nodded.
"Why?" asked Draco curiously.
"I just wondered what frame of mind he's in." Persephone fell silent for a second, then said in a different tone of voice.
"Narcissa, do you mind if I go now? I've booked rooms at the Three Broomsticks, and I'd like to have a meal and get settled before it's very late."
"Of course not! It's lovely of you to come!"
"Well, I couldn't leave you now could I?" asked Persephone, going over to hug her sister. "Now you take care of yourself! Make sure to have a meal when I've gone, and keep thinking about what you want to do next. I'll come back in a few days - there are a few things I want to do first. It was nice meeting you again." she said, turning to Draco. "I'll see you again soon. Don't worry, I'll look after your mother for as long as she needs it."
Draco gave her a genuine smile and nodded. Persephone grinned at them and left, leaving the mother and son to their own devices.
Persephone made her way out of the school grounds and down the path towards Hogsmeade, deep in thought about her sister's predicament. She didn't notice the dark figure behind her until it was too late.
"Well, well. Look who we have here." hissed a voice. Persephone froze, then turned to face the speaker.
"What do you want, Lucius?" she asked tonelessly, a tremble of fear flowing down her spine.
"Just to talk. Come with me, I won't hurt you."
"You already have." she said softly. Lucius laughed, a hollow sound that contain no trace of humour.
"I suppose so. You two always were close. Please Persephone, come with me. I only want to talk about my wife."
"What makes you think I know anything about her?"
"Don't play games Persephone. You live in France. What would you be doing here if she weren't? Besides, Narcissa has nowhere else to go. She must be here. Won't you just talk to me?"
"OK," said Persephone. She followed Lucius in silence to the Hogs Head. Lucius walked in calmly and headed up the back stairs, taking her into his private lounge.
"Sit." he said calmly, settling himself into an armchair by the fire.
"Tell me, how is my wife?" he asked. He pulled back the hood on his robe, allowing Persephone to see his face for the first time. 'The years have not been kind to him,' she thought immediately. Lucius looked much older than he had when Draco was born, there were fatigue lines around his eyes.
"How do you think she is?" she said angrily.
"Please Persephone, give me some straight answers." he said. She could see pain in his eyes, and relented slightly.
"Hurting, of course. Both she and Draco are very excited about the baby." she said, watching Lucius carefully to see how he took this. A bitter look appeared in his eyes.
"I've lost her, haven't I?" he said. His voice betrayed no emotion, only the tightening of his hands on the armchair revealed his true feelings. "Have I lost him too?"
"Draco is your son," said Persephone softly. "But he loves his mother. If you treat her well, he will still be your son."
"What does she want?" asked Lucius, getting up from the chair and moving over to the window.
"She is having your child. She needs money. You've treated her badly - she deserves money for that."
"She is not having half."
"That's what she deserves, and that's just her, without the baby. The baby deserves something too."
"If I pay her off, will she and the child leave me alone?"
"Yes." said Persephone softly, staring at Lucius's back.
"And what of the son I already have?"
"Let him see his mother. In two years he will be eighteen, and you will have no control over him. He needs to see her, and the baby."
"I'm sorry, you know." he said, his voice full of emotion.
"Sorry isn't good enough." said Persephone gently. "You can never be sorry enough Lucius."
"Then I will concentrate on the things that matter. I will pay Narcissa."
"You should write to her. You need to meet and discuss the arrangements."
"Won't you tell her what we've discussed?"
"This should be between you and her. I won't tell her I've seen you unless she asks me."
"I will agree to that." said Lucius softly, turning to Persephone. She could see the tears in is eyes glistening in the lamplight. "We will tell no one of our meeting, and I will meet Narcissa to discuss the divorce settlement. It is, after all, important that the mother of my heir is not seen to be in the gutter; that she should have a home suitable for him to visit."
Persephone nodded, hoping that her sister would be strong enough to accept what Lucius offered, to face him if it was not enough.
"Will you be accompanying her?" he asked, the lines on his face deeper than when Persephone had arrived.
"If she asks me to. I trust you will be fair to her." said Persephone, hoping for some promise from this man that would let her believe her sister would be safe and secure.
"Yes." said Lucius with a sigh. "I need to settle this as quickly as possible. I will give her a lump sum and an allowance that will support her and the child and ensure that she does not have to work. Satisfied?"
"Yes. Thank you for not making this harder." said Persephone, allowing her gratitude to flow into her voice.
"I do this because it suits me!" said Lucius icily. "I need this tiresome matter ended so I can attend to more important things. Our business is finished, Persephone."
"Goodbye Lucius." she said. Persephone turned and walked out of the room, making her way down the stairs and out of the pub without difficulty, her mind occupied by Lucius.
'Maybe I misjudged him.' she thought as she made her way to her own lodgings. She was not deceived by Lucius's hard words at the end of their meeting. 'He may mean them somewhere, but he does not mean them entirely.' she thought. 'If he is fair to Narcissa, he's a better man than I ever gave him credit for.' With this thought, she went into the warmth of the Three Broomsticks.
Two weeks later, Narcissa stood outside the Three Broomsticks, breathing deeply.
"You're sure you're OK?" asked Persephone.
"I want to do this alone." said Narcissa definitely. "I just need a minute, that's all."
Persephone grasped her sister's hand and squeezed it.
"It'll be OK." she whispered.
Narcissa squeezed her sister's hand in return, then let go of it and walked into the Three Broomsticks. Once inside she stood near the door, looking around. Lucius was alone in a corner booth. She made her way over to him, sliding into the seat opposite him. His face when he looked at her was tired. Narcissa knew that this had been hard for him. She hardened her heart. This was the right decision, and she knew it. If she didn't leave now, she might never be able to.
"Hello Lucius." she said tentatively. Lucius gave her a slight smile, but when he spoke, his voice was hard.
"I believe we have some things to discuss?" he said. Narcissa took a deep breath and nodded.
Once the terms were agreed, they sat in silence for a minute.
"Well, goodbye Narcissa." said Lucius, finishing his drink and getting himself ready to leave. "The papers will reach you soon. All you'll have to do is sign them and you will be a free woman." Narcissa nodded, her eyes full of tears she tried to hide by staring at the table. There were so many things she wanted to say, but her emotions could find no voice.
"I love you, you know," said Lucius tenderly, standing up.
"You have a funny way of showing it," she said softly, standing up as well.
"I'm sorry for what I've done to you," he said, looking at her, his quick eyes noticing the tears Narcissa was trying so hard to hide.
"Goodbye Lucius," she said, refusing to throw herself into his arms and agree to try again. He stepped in closer and kissed her on the lips, a sweet, gentle kiss, before turning and walking out of the pub, leaving Narcissa struggling to compose herself before walking back up to the school where her sister was waiting.
The End
AN: I hope that was worth waiting for! I'll put the lyrics up in a final chapter. Review and tell me what you think! Thanks very much to everyone who reviewed this and nagged me for the next part! Your support and feedback is very much appreciated - it makes it worth doing!
"Persephone!" she gasped. "I'm so glad to see you! I've got myself into a terrible mess and I don't know what to do." Narcissa hugged her older sister tightly and began to cry.
"Shh Cissa. I'm here now, and everything's going to be OK" soothed Persephone, leading her sister gently over to the window seat.
When Narcissa had calmed down enough, she began to tell her sister the whole story.
"Why didn't you tell me this before?" demanded her sister fiercely. "I could have done something!"
"It's mostly OK. I know what upsets him, I just have to be careful, that's all."
"Tell me you aren't thinking of going back to him."
"If it wasn't for this baby, I would." confessed Narcissa in a sudden burst of honesty. "I still love Lucius. I think I always will. But Lucius doesn't want this baby, and now I've left him he'll be ashamed. I've hurt his pride. He won't take me back now. Besides, he'd probably hurt the child, and I want this baby to be happy."
"What will happen to Draco?"
"The most important thing for Draco's future is that he keeps his father happy." said Narcissa bluntly. "I have nothing I can give Draco, but as things stand, he will inherit the whole estate. If he upsets Lucius however, he will have nothing, and I know the home of his ancestors means a lot to Draco."
"Oh Cissa!" said Persephone softly. "Won't you see him at all?"
"I don't know."
"What is your exact position?"
"I have little more than the clothes I stand up in." said Narcissa softly. "I have no money and nowhere to go. I've lost contact with most of my old friends during my marriage. This is the only place I can stay, and I have no way of ever leaving."
"That's rubbish! I'm here now, and we can rent a small cottage somewhere - in Hogsmeade if you like so you can see as much of Draco as possible while we settle things with Lucius. What have you told Lucius so far?"
"Just that I'm safe, and will contact him again soon. I didn't tell him where I am or anything."
"Right. We need to contact him and arrange terms."
"Terms?"
"Divorce, maintenance and so on." said Persephone calmly.
"Lucius will never grant me a divorce!" said Narcissa, stunned by the very idea.
"He will. What else is he going to do? He won't let you have the baby, but you're sure you want to keep it. Those are completely incompatible desires. Even if he didn't beat you and your son, I can't really see where else this is headed."
"But Malfoys never divorce! It'll be a scandal!"
"Which is why you are in a strong position. He'll probably give you whatever you ask for in order for you to keep your mouth shut. Things will be OK Cissa. We'll get you enough, first as a lump sum, then more in monthly instalments to make sure that you and this child don't lack for anything. Whether he likes it or not, this is his baby, and you are still his wife. He owes it to you to take care of you, and it's not as if he only earns enough to scrape by." Persephone looked at her sister thoughtfully. Narcissa looked tired and uncertain. Persephone began gathering her strength. The following months would not be easy for anyone, and that fact that Narcissa wasn't sure what she wanted would make them harder. Persephone could see that she might have to be very ruthless indeed to make sure that Lucius didn't cheat Narcissa out of what she deserved. For now though, her sister looked as if she'd had all that she could stand.
"So when will I see Draco then?" she asked. "He was only a tiny baby when I last saw him, and you can't tell much from photos really."
"He normally comes to see me for an hour at seven. He's getting really tall, which isn't really surprising as he's nearly sixteen." Narcissa chattered happily about her son for a while, then the conversation moved onto Persephone's life.
"Why haven't you married Sephy?"
"I don't really think it's necessary. Maybe I'll think differently one day, but for now I'm happy. I'm living with someone I like very much, but neither of us thinks marriage is very important. He'll probably talk me into it eventually, but for now I'm OK I don't think that motherhood is the be all and end all of life. We've been living together for nearly two years now. We suit each other. He earns quite well, so it's not like he's sponging off me if that's what you think! He understands that you need me now, and is happy to keep things ticking over at home for a while. He really wants to see you actually - he's an only child from a small family, and is fascinated by the idea of siblings and so on. When you feel up to it, you can come and visit us if you like. We could even go over there while the divorce comes through. I don't think it's all too safe over here at the moment."
"Probably as safe as France" said Narcissa, slightly stiffly.
"For you maybe, but it might be more awkward for me. I may not have actively fought against You Know Who, but I have helped people who did. I still do for that matter."
"Who?" asked Narcissa, curious in spite of herself.
"Don't be silly Cis. I can't tell you anything like that. It wouldn't be safe. I've told you too much already. My home in France is lovely anyway. I'd really like you to see it."
"I definitely will." promised Narcissa. The sisters talked animatedly all afternoon, catching up properly on the news of the last fifteen years. They talked for so long that when the door opened and Draco came in they both jumped. Narcissa stood quickly and hugged her son, before turning to her sister.
"Draco, this is your aunt Persephone, my older sister. She's come to help me out for a bit. Seph, this is Draco."
Persephone reached out her hand to shake Draco's, appraising him critically.
"You're the image of your father." she said dryly. 'I'd put money on the fact that you're a good bit your father's son as well' she thought. 'I bet you can be an evil little rat when you like' She smiled at him as she thought this, and he smiled back reservedly.
"You've grown a bit since I last saw you as well." she informed him with a laugh. "You were only a couple of days old then. I've been meaning to visit for ages, but somehow I've never got round to it."
"It's nice to meet you" said Draco politely. "Have you and Mum made any decisions?"
"Not really." said Persephone, glancing at her sister, who was looking out of the window with a troubled expression on her face. "I've suggested renting a cottage or something in Hogsmeade where your mother can live until things are settled. Another option of course is her coming to France with me when I go back and staying for the duration."
"When anything is decided, you'll be the first to know, I promise." said Narcissa suddenly. "This concerns you too, and I want to keep you up to date with what's going on."
"Thank you" said Draco politely. Persephone glanced at him.
"Have you heard from your father recently Draco?"
"He hasn't mentioned anything, just said that he quarrelled with Mum and she's gone away to think about things. He hasn't told me what he's planning to do, or asked me if I've heard from her."
Persephone nodded.
"Why?" asked Draco curiously.
"I just wondered what frame of mind he's in." Persephone fell silent for a second, then said in a different tone of voice.
"Narcissa, do you mind if I go now? I've booked rooms at the Three Broomsticks, and I'd like to have a meal and get settled before it's very late."
"Of course not! It's lovely of you to come!"
"Well, I couldn't leave you now could I?" asked Persephone, going over to hug her sister. "Now you take care of yourself! Make sure to have a meal when I've gone, and keep thinking about what you want to do next. I'll come back in a few days - there are a few things I want to do first. It was nice meeting you again." she said, turning to Draco. "I'll see you again soon. Don't worry, I'll look after your mother for as long as she needs it."
Draco gave her a genuine smile and nodded. Persephone grinned at them and left, leaving the mother and son to their own devices.
Persephone made her way out of the school grounds and down the path towards Hogsmeade, deep in thought about her sister's predicament. She didn't notice the dark figure behind her until it was too late.
"Well, well. Look who we have here." hissed a voice. Persephone froze, then turned to face the speaker.
"What do you want, Lucius?" she asked tonelessly, a tremble of fear flowing down her spine.
"Just to talk. Come with me, I won't hurt you."
"You already have." she said softly. Lucius laughed, a hollow sound that contain no trace of humour.
"I suppose so. You two always were close. Please Persephone, come with me. I only want to talk about my wife."
"What makes you think I know anything about her?"
"Don't play games Persephone. You live in France. What would you be doing here if she weren't? Besides, Narcissa has nowhere else to go. She must be here. Won't you just talk to me?"
"OK," said Persephone. She followed Lucius in silence to the Hogs Head. Lucius walked in calmly and headed up the back stairs, taking her into his private lounge.
"Sit." he said calmly, settling himself into an armchair by the fire.
"Tell me, how is my wife?" he asked. He pulled back the hood on his robe, allowing Persephone to see his face for the first time. 'The years have not been kind to him,' she thought immediately. Lucius looked much older than he had when Draco was born, there were fatigue lines around his eyes.
"How do you think she is?" she said angrily.
"Please Persephone, give me some straight answers." he said. She could see pain in his eyes, and relented slightly.
"Hurting, of course. Both she and Draco are very excited about the baby." she said, watching Lucius carefully to see how he took this. A bitter look appeared in his eyes.
"I've lost her, haven't I?" he said. His voice betrayed no emotion, only the tightening of his hands on the armchair revealed his true feelings. "Have I lost him too?"
"Draco is your son," said Persephone softly. "But he loves his mother. If you treat her well, he will still be your son."
"What does she want?" asked Lucius, getting up from the chair and moving over to the window.
"She is having your child. She needs money. You've treated her badly - she deserves money for that."
"She is not having half."
"That's what she deserves, and that's just her, without the baby. The baby deserves something too."
"If I pay her off, will she and the child leave me alone?"
"Yes." said Persephone softly, staring at Lucius's back.
"And what of the son I already have?"
"Let him see his mother. In two years he will be eighteen, and you will have no control over him. He needs to see her, and the baby."
"I'm sorry, you know." he said, his voice full of emotion.
"Sorry isn't good enough." said Persephone gently. "You can never be sorry enough Lucius."
"Then I will concentrate on the things that matter. I will pay Narcissa."
"You should write to her. You need to meet and discuss the arrangements."
"Won't you tell her what we've discussed?"
"This should be between you and her. I won't tell her I've seen you unless she asks me."
"I will agree to that." said Lucius softly, turning to Persephone. She could see the tears in is eyes glistening in the lamplight. "We will tell no one of our meeting, and I will meet Narcissa to discuss the divorce settlement. It is, after all, important that the mother of my heir is not seen to be in the gutter; that she should have a home suitable for him to visit."
Persephone nodded, hoping that her sister would be strong enough to accept what Lucius offered, to face him if it was not enough.
"Will you be accompanying her?" he asked, the lines on his face deeper than when Persephone had arrived.
"If she asks me to. I trust you will be fair to her." said Persephone, hoping for some promise from this man that would let her believe her sister would be safe and secure.
"Yes." said Lucius with a sigh. "I need to settle this as quickly as possible. I will give her a lump sum and an allowance that will support her and the child and ensure that she does not have to work. Satisfied?"
"Yes. Thank you for not making this harder." said Persephone, allowing her gratitude to flow into her voice.
"I do this because it suits me!" said Lucius icily. "I need this tiresome matter ended so I can attend to more important things. Our business is finished, Persephone."
"Goodbye Lucius." she said. Persephone turned and walked out of the room, making her way down the stairs and out of the pub without difficulty, her mind occupied by Lucius.
'Maybe I misjudged him.' she thought as she made her way to her own lodgings. She was not deceived by Lucius's hard words at the end of their meeting. 'He may mean them somewhere, but he does not mean them entirely.' she thought. 'If he is fair to Narcissa, he's a better man than I ever gave him credit for.' With this thought, she went into the warmth of the Three Broomsticks.
Two weeks later, Narcissa stood outside the Three Broomsticks, breathing deeply.
"You're sure you're OK?" asked Persephone.
"I want to do this alone." said Narcissa definitely. "I just need a minute, that's all."
Persephone grasped her sister's hand and squeezed it.
"It'll be OK." she whispered.
Narcissa squeezed her sister's hand in return, then let go of it and walked into the Three Broomsticks. Once inside she stood near the door, looking around. Lucius was alone in a corner booth. She made her way over to him, sliding into the seat opposite him. His face when he looked at her was tired. Narcissa knew that this had been hard for him. She hardened her heart. This was the right decision, and she knew it. If she didn't leave now, she might never be able to.
"Hello Lucius." she said tentatively. Lucius gave her a slight smile, but when he spoke, his voice was hard.
"I believe we have some things to discuss?" he said. Narcissa took a deep breath and nodded.
Once the terms were agreed, they sat in silence for a minute.
"Well, goodbye Narcissa." said Lucius, finishing his drink and getting himself ready to leave. "The papers will reach you soon. All you'll have to do is sign them and you will be a free woman." Narcissa nodded, her eyes full of tears she tried to hide by staring at the table. There were so many things she wanted to say, but her emotions could find no voice.
"I love you, you know," said Lucius tenderly, standing up.
"You have a funny way of showing it," she said softly, standing up as well.
"I'm sorry for what I've done to you," he said, looking at her, his quick eyes noticing the tears Narcissa was trying so hard to hide.
"Goodbye Lucius," she said, refusing to throw herself into his arms and agree to try again. He stepped in closer and kissed her on the lips, a sweet, gentle kiss, before turning and walking out of the pub, leaving Narcissa struggling to compose herself before walking back up to the school where her sister was waiting.
The End
AN: I hope that was worth waiting for! I'll put the lyrics up in a final chapter. Review and tell me what you think! Thanks very much to everyone who reviewed this and nagged me for the next part! Your support and feedback is very much appreciated - it makes it worth doing!