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Wedding Bells Just Turned to Rust
**Narcissa's Thoughts**
Chapter 12
"Severus?"
"Severus?!"
Narcissa called out but received no answer. She had apparated to Snape's small but adequate house where he kept all the things that he could not leave in Hogwarts for fear of Dumbledore finding out he was a spy. She'd thought he'd be there but the house was silent and empty. She looked around taking the opportunity to find out something about her enigmatic friend. Nothing there offered her much insight into his personality. It wasn't exactly spartan but after Malfoy Manor it looked that way to Narcissa especially as she had spent her life surrounded by luxury.
Minutes passed silently and Narcissa began to worry. What if he had got stuck at Hogwarts for some reason? No, there seemed to be something big going on tonight so he was probably with the other deatheaters, **doing what though? On second thoughts I'm fairly sure I don't want to know!**
A small sound at the window made her nearly jump out of her skin and Draco chuckled happily in her arms as she whirled round; there was an owl at the window, she took the letter it carried.
Get out of there. Something has happened. The Potter's are dead and Voldemort has fallen, but you are still at risk. Go back to Hogwarts and wait for me there. Don't wait for anything.
D
"What the hell?" Narcissa whispered reading the note. **D? That can't be Dumbledore can it? But that would mean.... Oh Hell! The turncoat turned! But he wouldn't! Would he? Nonsense Dumbledore is a confused old man.** And then it hit her like a slap to the face, There's no way he could have fooled Dumbledore for this long, perhaps Voldemort underestimates the man but I know better. He must have betrayed us. He betrayed me.
It was only then that Narcissa suddenly realised the meaning of the note's contents. **Voldemort dead?! Oh God, I don't even know if that's good or bad. But then the note doesn't say dead, but they can't be expecting any more trouble from him if they're pulling their spy out. Lucius! Is he alright?! Do I care?**
"Don't move! Turn around, slowly."
**Oh Christ, it must be the ministry.**
She turned slowly to face a pair of masked figures.
"Narcissa! What are you doing here?" Lucius didn't give her time to answer, "I suppose you heard about the traitor?"
"Yes." Narcissa improvised, "I had to come and find out for myself. Did he really....?"
"Yes, he did!" Lucius snapped at his wife, "Now come on we have to get out of here and why in God's name did you bring the kid with you?"
"I..." she hesitated, "I didn't like the idea of leaving him with the house elf."
"Yes, well you should have just stayed put," Lucius snapped, "What's that in your hand?"
Narcissa looked down at the note, it would be so easy to say that it was nothing, that it was simply Snape's address so she'd known where to find his place, but then why did she owe him anything? **I don't owe him a thing!**
"It's a letter for the traitor," she spat with a viciousness she hadn't known she was capable of. "From that fool, Dumbledore. It says that our Lord," Lucius missed the sarcasm in those two words, "has fallen. Is this true?" She advanced upon her husband power radiating from her and causing his companion to step back hurriedly.
"Yes, and we have to go." Lucius was beginning to sound panicked, "We've been home all night, ok?"
Narcissa laughed coldly, "You fool! He knows what you are, he knows everything!"
"Well I'd like to see him prove it!"
"You think he can't?" she asked unsure as to whether she'd want him to or not.
"It's his word against ours. Besides I think we can use that soft spot he has for you to our advantage. He won't want to see you come to harm. Just tell the ministry I was with you tonight," Lucius pressed.
Narcissa nodded. "We should leave here."
"Yes, come on, we'll floo back right into the mansion. I'll go last and apparate after cutting off the connection, it'll be difficult to explain that away."
"No, I'll do that. It's difficult to use floo powder with a baby in your arms."
"Alright, come on." Lucius gestured to the other figure and they grabbed some powder, the stranger went to a destination Narcissa didn't recognise and her husband called "Malfoy Manor," before stepping into the flames.
Narcissa smiled cruelly, she was fighting the urge to cry but then something she had learnt from Lucius occurred to her. **Why get upset, why not just get my revenge?**
Narcissa pulled out her wand and, after severing the connection to Malfoy Manor's fireplace, she wiped clean the parchment in her hands and new words formed on it.
The Potters will die. The old fool will be unable to save them. You will triumph my Lord.
Severus Snape.
**Perfect**, she thought. **That will certainly take some explaining! I'll teach you to cross me!**
"You told me you'd help! You said I always had somewhere to go! Where can I go now?"
Narcissa finally let the tears flow, emotionally exhausted from all the shocks of the night, then she dropped the parchment onto the bed and apparated away.
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A/N: Ok don't hate me! I love Snape but Narcissa's very emotionally unstable at the moment! I'm begging you to review!!!
Wedding Bells Just Turned to Rust
**Narcissa's Thoughts**
Chapter 12
"Severus?"
"Severus?!"
Narcissa called out but received no answer. She had apparated to Snape's small but adequate house where he kept all the things that he could not leave in Hogwarts for fear of Dumbledore finding out he was a spy. She'd thought he'd be there but the house was silent and empty. She looked around taking the opportunity to find out something about her enigmatic friend. Nothing there offered her much insight into his personality. It wasn't exactly spartan but after Malfoy Manor it looked that way to Narcissa especially as she had spent her life surrounded by luxury.
Minutes passed silently and Narcissa began to worry. What if he had got stuck at Hogwarts for some reason? No, there seemed to be something big going on tonight so he was probably with the other deatheaters, **doing what though? On second thoughts I'm fairly sure I don't want to know!**
A small sound at the window made her nearly jump out of her skin and Draco chuckled happily in her arms as she whirled round; there was an owl at the window, she took the letter it carried.
Get out of there. Something has happened. The Potter's are dead and Voldemort has fallen, but you are still at risk. Go back to Hogwarts and wait for me there. Don't wait for anything.
D
"What the hell?" Narcissa whispered reading the note. **D? That can't be Dumbledore can it? But that would mean.... Oh Hell! The turncoat turned! But he wouldn't! Would he? Nonsense Dumbledore is a confused old man.** And then it hit her like a slap to the face, There's no way he could have fooled Dumbledore for this long, perhaps Voldemort underestimates the man but I know better. He must have betrayed us. He betrayed me.
It was only then that Narcissa suddenly realised the meaning of the note's contents. **Voldemort dead?! Oh God, I don't even know if that's good or bad. But then the note doesn't say dead, but they can't be expecting any more trouble from him if they're pulling their spy out. Lucius! Is he alright?! Do I care?**
"Don't move! Turn around, slowly."
**Oh Christ, it must be the ministry.**
She turned slowly to face a pair of masked figures.
"Narcissa! What are you doing here?" Lucius didn't give her time to answer, "I suppose you heard about the traitor?"
"Yes." Narcissa improvised, "I had to come and find out for myself. Did he really....?"
"Yes, he did!" Lucius snapped at his wife, "Now come on we have to get out of here and why in God's name did you bring the kid with you?"
"I..." she hesitated, "I didn't like the idea of leaving him with the house elf."
"Yes, well you should have just stayed put," Lucius snapped, "What's that in your hand?"
Narcissa looked down at the note, it would be so easy to say that it was nothing, that it was simply Snape's address so she'd known where to find his place, but then why did she owe him anything? **I don't owe him a thing!**
"It's a letter for the traitor," she spat with a viciousness she hadn't known she was capable of. "From that fool, Dumbledore. It says that our Lord," Lucius missed the sarcasm in those two words, "has fallen. Is this true?" She advanced upon her husband power radiating from her and causing his companion to step back hurriedly.
"Yes, and we have to go." Lucius was beginning to sound panicked, "We've been home all night, ok?"
Narcissa laughed coldly, "You fool! He knows what you are, he knows everything!"
"Well I'd like to see him prove it!"
"You think he can't?" she asked unsure as to whether she'd want him to or not.
"It's his word against ours. Besides I think we can use that soft spot he has for you to our advantage. He won't want to see you come to harm. Just tell the ministry I was with you tonight," Lucius pressed.
Narcissa nodded. "We should leave here."
"Yes, come on, we'll floo back right into the mansion. I'll go last and apparate after cutting off the connection, it'll be difficult to explain that away."
"No, I'll do that. It's difficult to use floo powder with a baby in your arms."
"Alright, come on." Lucius gestured to the other figure and they grabbed some powder, the stranger went to a destination Narcissa didn't recognise and her husband called "Malfoy Manor," before stepping into the flames.
Narcissa smiled cruelly, she was fighting the urge to cry but then something she had learnt from Lucius occurred to her. **Why get upset, why not just get my revenge?**
Narcissa pulled out her wand and, after severing the connection to Malfoy Manor's fireplace, she wiped clean the parchment in her hands and new words formed on it.
The Potters will die. The old fool will be unable to save them. You will triumph my Lord.
Severus Snape.
**Perfect**, she thought. **That will certainly take some explaining! I'll teach you to cross me!**
"You told me you'd help! You said I always had somewhere to go! Where can I go now?"
Narcissa finally let the tears flow, emotionally exhausted from all the shocks of the night, then she dropped the parchment onto the bed and apparated away.
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A/N: Ok don't hate me! I love Snape but Narcissa's very emotionally unstable at the moment! I'm begging you to review!!!