Hogsmeade Bound

Narcissa watched Draco wander into Flourish and Blotts. She knew something was wrong between her and her husband, but she couldn't imagine what it could be. Every memory she had from before Voldemort's defeat was fuzzy, but she knew that Lucius had loved her then. Something had happened. Somehow Lucius no longer loved her. And there had to be a reason for it.

She heard someone whistling a tune as they passed her. She recognized it and turned to see who was making the noise. Remus Lupin was walking away from her towards Gringott's Bank. Suddenly, a flash of memory hit her.

Remus was laughing as she threw a missile at Sirius.

The darker haired man groaned as it hit his chest. "What the bloody hell are these things!"

James tossed one at Remus before replying. "Water balloons, Padfoot. Lily introduced me to them one night when I was late."

The werewolf grabbed Lily as she ran by. Her shriek was loud.

"Let me go! You… you… lap dog!"

Remus spun her around causing Lily to start swearing. Sirius and James, soaked from the attack, watched with eager anticipation as their friend tormented James' wife.

"Go, Moony!" Sirius' yell covered the angry screams coming from the redhead.

"You'd better toss her far, Moony. Or she'll kill you." James chuckled.

Narcissa shook her head and stared at Lupin as he strolled out of sight. She didn't know what the hell she just remembered. She knew that she hadn't been friends with her sister in years. But for some reason, it was as if she herself had been Lily. She decided that she needed to find out why she would be living Lily's memories. After all, she didn't need to feel anything for that damn Mudblood nephew of hers.

"Mother?"

She looked up at her son. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Yes." Draco sat down and set the book on the table. "Most Potente Potions."

"Good." She settled back into her chair. "Now, test me. I should fail."

Draco opened the book and began asking his mother various questions about potions that were covered in the book. Lucius found them still working with the book hours later.

"What are you doing?" The man glared down at his son.

"Nothing." Draco closed the book and stood up. "I'll just go back to the room."

Narcissa watched as Draco left her alone with Lucius. "I answered all of his questions."

"Oh?" Lucius tried not to feel nervous as he sat down next to his wife.

"Correctly, Lucius."

"Good for you, darling."

"What have you done to me, Lucius?"

He sighed, "You'd never believe me."

"And why not?"

"Because you… What you said in the front hall… I don't love you, Narcissa."

She frowned, "So the truth comes out. And why not? Too many lovers over the years?"

"No. The woman I loved is dead… literally."