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Review Responses: Thanky you so much to everyone who ever reviewed this story! I love you al!!
Chi - Thanks for the review. Snape is a softie deep down! True that Narcissa should have married Sev but then we couldn't do without Draco could we! He most certainly is delicious, as is Sev of course! I too am sad to have reached the end. I hope you do enjoy the sequel though, there's more Sev and I am loving writing it. It'll be here soon.
Professor Charlotte Snape - The title is indeed from the beautiful south, did you recognise it or did you read the author's note at the start of the first chapter? I love that song and I feel that the lines really do sum up Lucius and Narcissa's relationship. I'm glad you like the story so much and thanks for reviewing.
honest_iago - Don't be sad, I will post the sequel soon. I really hope my fans don't come and kill me in my sleep if they have to wait but I don't think they will have to wait long. I too like the latest developments on the sequels.
Serepidia - I liked the idea of her calling him Lucy! Hee, hee, the indignity of that, ooh he'd hate it if he ever found out! Glad you like that line I think the stereotyping of the houses is dumb! Particularly Dumbledore's whole, 'you're good Harry because you chose not to be in Slytherin'. How dumb is that? If nothing else he only made that decision because of meeting one Slytherin he disliked and by going off the prejudices of someone who had been raised to dislike Slytherins. Sorry about that rant but I don't like Harry or Dumbledore much these days, which is funny because I used to love Dumbledore and his eccentricities but I hate his anti-Slytherin prejudice!
Mugz83 - You think I make good points? I am overjoyed! Thank you so much, I thought it might come across as Narcissa being a bit moralising. Who isn't in love with Draco? He, Ron and Neville are my favourite students in Harry's year! Harry and Hermione are too irritating, but Ron and Herm are sweet! [Any Ron and Herm lovers should know that they get a little scene in the sequel, well it's more how they are seen by someone else but their adorabilty together is acknowledged.] Draco is lucky to have Narcissa, scary and psycho as she often is! I hope he stops listening to Lucy but who knows? Well I do 'cause I'm writing the story but I'm not telling just yet!
A/N: Last chapter! I feel kind of sad putting this up, it's all over! Apart from the sequel (actually I believe it has now become sequels) that is but I'll mention that in the author's notes at the end. Enjoy!
**Narcissa's Thoughts**
***Molly's Thoughts***
Wedding Bells Just Turned to Rust
Chapter 19
Two weeks later Narcissa found herself up until well past midnight making sure Draco had packed everything properly. In the end her son locked his bedroom door in attempt to stop her coming in and asking any more questions about how many warm jumpers he'd packed. Narcissa sat in her room and panicked quietly to herself, part of her never wanted the morning to come and part of her wanted it to be over with, wanted him to be as far away from Lucius as he could get as soon as possible.
She sighed and got up from her bed, wrapping a dressing gown round her and creeping into Draco's room with the spare key. She sat on the edge of his bed and stroked his soft, silver hair as he slept. **He looks so peaceful**, she smiled. She didn't know how long she sat there but eventually she found herself waking up, stiff and sore from having slept in an odd position on the edge of the bed. The sun was streaming in through the window, but it's light was still weak, suggesting to her that it was still early. She glanced at the clock on the wall and realised it was still only five o'clock.
Knowing she would sleep no more that night she got up and began to cook pancakes, or rather try to. In all her years as a mother she had never once cooked Draco anything, mainly because she didn't know how, but she remembered Morgana teaching her how to cook pancakes once many years ago and she wanted Draco to remember her pleasantly when he was hundreds of miles away.
It took an hour and a half and several burnt messes later before she felt she had perfected the recipe. Dobby was stood to one side wringing his hands desperately, hoping that the mistress wasn't going to develop some odd tendency to do all the cooking and wondering exactly how long it would take him to clean the kitchen now.
Narcissa herself was in a right state, she was covered in flour and there was a bit of pancake batter in her blonde hair from when she had whisked a little too vigorously. However she was ridiculously pleased with herself, she had even managed to juice some oranges.
She arranged the pancakes on a plate, with a slice of lemon and a little bowl of sugar, with the orange juice on a tray and carried it up into her son's room. She found him awake and staring at his new Hogwarts robes like they'd bite him if he put them on.
She smiled, "Couldn't sleep?"
He jumped and turned around then, upon seeing his mother's unusually messy state, jumped again.
"What have you been doing?"
"I made you breakfast?"
"You made it?!" he asked as though this idea were completely foreign to him.
"Yes, now eat up before it goes cold," she placed the tray down on the desk and he sat down poking the pancakes with a dubious expression on his face.
"You didn't have Dobby make them?"
"No, I even juiced the oranges."
Her pride in her achievement showed on her face and he smiled indulgently and tried a small piece of the pancakes. "Wow, these are pretty good!"
"Well don't sound so surprised!" she laughed, "I didn't always have a house elf you know."
"Really!"
Narcissa just laughed, deciding she wouldn't mention that this was the first time she had ever cooked anything for anyone. Draco prepared the pancakes with sugar and lemon and started on his breakfast.
Narcissa sat down on the edge of the bed then jumped up when she realised she was putting flour on the sheets. She caught sight of herself in a mirror and began to recall why she didn't cook. "I'll be back in half an hour or so, I think I need a bath!"
"You do," Draco said, tucking into the pancakes and orange juice.
*******
After a relaxing soak in a bubble bath, Narcissa dressed in some simple muggle clothes and returned to her son's room. She could hear Lucius moving around in his study, but she didn't go in.
Draco was dressed in grey trousers and a dark green jumper. He smiled at her but was looking distinctly nervous.
"It'll be fine," she said even though he hadn't spoken.
"I'm not worried," he said, and to anyone but her it would probably have appeared as though he wasn't.
She smiled and nodded, it was still only half past seven, they weren't leaving for two and a half hours yet. She was dying to check his trunk again, but knew that he'd probably start hitting his head against the wall in frustration if she did, besides she didn't want him to see the small wrapped parcel she had slipped into it last night when he was trying to sleep. The parcel contained her own copy of "Hogwarts a History" which she remembered reading him when he was a child and telling him of how he'd be there one day.
Draco moved in front of the full length mirror and ran a comb through his hair, using hair gel to slick it back in a perfect imitation of Lucius' usual style, **well Lucy'll love that, but I can't say I do.**
However he didn't ask for her opinion and she left him to it, slipping out of the room to get Dobby to take his trunk downstairs.
*******
At ten o'clock the three of them took a floo connection to the flat of an old friend of Lucius' who lived in London, then a ministry car took them to King's Cross
Narcissa hated muggle London, it reminded her too much of the times she and Morgana had spent in it. She felt a burning desire to urge the ministry driver to run over the odd muggle on the way but decided that that would inadvisable to say the least. **Gosh, I'd make Lucy proud with thoughts like these!** She smirked, too irritated to smile but amused none the less at the idea of Lucius being proud of her for her mind.
Draco was rather quiet and Lucius was lecturing him about avoiding Gryffindors, Weasleys (**there go my hopes for seeing Molly again!**), mudbloods, and 'those who were beneath him' (**What? Who's that then?**). He then continued by suggesting (**and I use suggesting in the broadest possible terms!**) that he attempt to ingratiate himself with the boy who lived.
**God, I am so sick of hearing about that child! The rest of the wizarding world may wish to bow down and kiss his feet but from what I've heard it wasn't him that was anything special it was his mother! And I'd rather Draco didn't bow and scrape to anyone, no matter what they can do for him or anyone else!**
The car came to a stop jerking Narcissa from her thoughts, "Right," she interrupted Lucius unable to listen for another second without punching the man in the face, "We're here, let's go!"
She all but dragged Draco out of the car (she hated the damned things!) and set of into the station, leaving Lucius to deal with the trunk. **Ha, ha, ha, score one to Narcissa! Oh great, I'm reduced to scoring cheap points off my husband!** She sighed.
It was then that Draco said, "Mum, where's the platform?"
She smiled secretively and launched into an explanation as to exactly how the station was concealed, which clearly went way over the eleven year old's head. He smiled and nodded, too busy staring at the muggles to pay attention. He grew even more fascinated when they reached platform nine and three quarters. Narcissa looked around her, smelling the smoke from the steam engine, listening to the babbling students and anxious/irritated parents. For a moment she allowed herself to remember the last time she'd been here, she and Morgana had been half laughing half crying and completely amazed that they were now fully qualified witches. She remembered Greg Zabini, the head boy and her one time boyfriend by that point good friend, had been taking photographs of everyone. The two of them had put together a yearbook before leaving Hogwarts, she hadn't looked at it in years but now the memories so carefully contained within that book came flooding back. She shook her head in order to clear it and saw Lucius come up behind them, now levitating the trunk; **did he do that in the muggle part of the station? I hope not!**
"Right, let's get you on the train," Narcissa said to her son, "it's leaving in ten minutes."
Draco nodded.
"Draco, come here!" Lucius called.
Draco walked over to where Lucius was talking to two couples the male halves of which she recognised, **Roger Goyle and Gareth Crabbe, with Crabbe and Goyle juniors now I see.** Narcissa followed her son keeping her hand on his shoulder.
"Draco, this is Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, their fathers are good friends of mine."
Draco, manners perfect as ever Narcissa was pleased to note, held out a small, elegant hand and said, "How do you do?" somewhat lazily to the other two boys who shook his hand almost reverently, **Lucius must have been their superior when they were involved with "the Dark Lord". I remember them, I don't want Draco making friends with their children, who look as stupid as I remember their fathers being!**
"I hope you three will be good friends," Lucius said, "Now I suggest you get on the train or it'll leave without you."
The three children did as he suggested and Narcissa watched sadly realising Draco hadn't said goodbye, until suddenly he turned back and ran into his mother's arms. She held him tight and kissed his hair, "Goodbye sweetheart."
"Bye mum, I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too." Narcissa smiled and fought back the tears collecting in her eyes, as Draco turned and climbed onto the train.
Lucius had floated off to talk with Crabbe and Goyle's parents and Narcissa didn't feel like speaking with them so instead she stared at the train, watching as an older boy with brown hair raced past her carrying a broomstick and calling out to a girl in a Scottish accent, "Angelina, you ready to win the cup this year?!" The tall, dark girl laughed and pulled him onto the train chastising his lateness.
She looked through the windows of one of the other carriages and saw a face that made her stop for a moment. **Gosh he looks like...it couldn't be!** The boy had black hair and very blue eyes, he was staring out of the window with an air of calmness and self-possession which she recognised from someone she'd been at school with, but it was his looks that drew her eyes back to him. **That has to be Greg Zabini's son! He looks just like Isabella, but only Greg ever had that air of self-possession.** Her Hogwarts boyfriend had married the year after she had to one of her fellow Slytherins called Isabella Scicillano and the boy on the train looked exactly like her. **Pity Greg and I don't talk anymore, if his son really is like him then I'd have liked him and Draco to be friends. Of course with the deatheaters having killed his wife I'm not sure if there was a way the two of us could have remained friends.**
"Mrs Malfoy?" a voice jerked her back to the present as the train pulled out of the station.
She whirled round to face Molly Weasley, "Molly! Hello. You just put yours on the train?" Narcissa had to work pretty hard to hide her delight at seeing the woman again.
"Yes, you?"
Narcissa nodded sadly, causing Molly to smile and say, "It's always hardest the first time dear, it will get easier."
"Alright for you, looks as though you've still got one going home with you."
Narcissa bent down to speak to the little girl, "And what's your name?"
"Ginny."
"Well it's nice to meet you Ginny." Narcissa smiled at her. "What a pretty little girl, you said you wanted a daughter," she said to Molly.
"So did you, did you never have one?"
"No. Draco's my only child."
"Narcissa!" Lucius called from the doorway through to the muggle station.
"I should go."
"Narcissa, that offer of a cup of tea, it's still open if you wanted to take it up sometime."
"Thank you. I'll think about it, but I don't think it would be any time soon."
"You'll always be welcome. Just send me an owl if you want to come round."
"Narcissa, we should get going," Lucius said walking to her side, ignoring Molly completely.
"Of course Lucius. Goodbye Molly," she smiled.
"Goodbye dear."
Molly watched as Lucius took hold of Narcissa's arm and guided her away. She doubted Narcissa would ever send her an owl, or come round for tea, and she couldn't help but pity the woman and even more so her son. ***I wonder how he's turned out?*** she thought.
*******
Promises, Promises turned to dust.
Wedding Bells just turned to rust.
Trust into mistrust.
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A/N: What do you think? Please review, it's your last chance!!!
The sequel is on it's way. It covers the first four books and sticks to J.k.'s events and timeline, ever wonder how things like the fight in Flourish and Blots or Draco dressing up as a dementor were seen by Narcissa Malfoy? Read this and find out. Also, why did she look like she had dung under her nose at the quidditch world cup? And what made Draco pull his wand on Potter and Weasley at their comments about his mother, for that matter how did Narcissa react to her son being turned into a ferret? And did they ever replace Dobby? All this and much more! Come on read it please for the sake of my sanity, what's left of it.
Seriously if you enjoyed this one you'll probably like the sequel. Snape reappears too! Also I finally came up with a title for it so now it will be up all the quicker, I thought I was going to have to delay posting while I found a title but I've got one it will be called, 'I Built My Life Around You'. Yes it is more song lyrics but not by The Beautiful South this time, can anyone work out the song or the group who sing it, actually it's been covered and I don't know who the original is by. I'll tell you the song at the beginning of the sequel as well as why I chose it.
Thanks for reading this and thanks to everyone who reviewed!
Now review, it's your last chance and you wouldn't want me to cry because no one reviewed would you?
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Thanks to the new rule of no chapters that are just author's notes I've moved the below from chapter twenty, well actually the below was chapter twenty hence the problem.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
JUST TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THE SEQUEL TO THIS STORY IS NOW UP! YOU CAN FIND IT BY CLICKING ON MY PROFILE OR LOOKING UNDER ANGST AND NARCISSA AS THE FIRST CHARACTER WITH SEVERUS AS THE SECOND.
THANKS TO EVEYONE THAT REVIEWED, REVIEW RESPONSES TO CHAPTER 19 CAN BE FOUND AT THE START OF THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE SEQUEL.
BY THE WAY THE SEQUEL IS CALLED 'I BUILT MY LIFE AROUND YOU'.
PLEASE COME AND READ AND REVIEW IT!
THANKS FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ 'WEDDING BELLS JUST TURNED TO RUST' AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT.
WEASLEYLOVER1
Review Responses: Thanky you so much to everyone who ever reviewed this story! I love you al!!
Chi - Thanks for the review. Snape is a softie deep down! True that Narcissa should have married Sev but then we couldn't do without Draco could we! He most certainly is delicious, as is Sev of course! I too am sad to have reached the end. I hope you do enjoy the sequel though, there's more Sev and I am loving writing it. It'll be here soon.
Professor Charlotte Snape - The title is indeed from the beautiful south, did you recognise it or did you read the author's note at the start of the first chapter? I love that song and I feel that the lines really do sum up Lucius and Narcissa's relationship. I'm glad you like the story so much and thanks for reviewing.
honest_iago - Don't be sad, I will post the sequel soon. I really hope my fans don't come and kill me in my sleep if they have to wait but I don't think they will have to wait long. I too like the latest developments on the sequels.
Serepidia - I liked the idea of her calling him Lucy! Hee, hee, the indignity of that, ooh he'd hate it if he ever found out! Glad you like that line I think the stereotyping of the houses is dumb! Particularly Dumbledore's whole, 'you're good Harry because you chose not to be in Slytherin'. How dumb is that? If nothing else he only made that decision because of meeting one Slytherin he disliked and by going off the prejudices of someone who had been raised to dislike Slytherins. Sorry about that rant but I don't like Harry or Dumbledore much these days, which is funny because I used to love Dumbledore and his eccentricities but I hate his anti-Slytherin prejudice!
Mugz83 - You think I make good points? I am overjoyed! Thank you so much, I thought it might come across as Narcissa being a bit moralising. Who isn't in love with Draco? He, Ron and Neville are my favourite students in Harry's year! Harry and Hermione are too irritating, but Ron and Herm are sweet! [Any Ron and Herm lovers should know that they get a little scene in the sequel, well it's more how they are seen by someone else but their adorabilty together is acknowledged.] Draco is lucky to have Narcissa, scary and psycho as she often is! I hope he stops listening to Lucy but who knows? Well I do 'cause I'm writing the story but I'm not telling just yet!
A/N: Last chapter! I feel kind of sad putting this up, it's all over! Apart from the sequel (actually I believe it has now become sequels) that is but I'll mention that in the author's notes at the end. Enjoy!
**Narcissa's Thoughts**
***Molly's Thoughts***
Wedding Bells Just Turned to Rust
Chapter 19
Two weeks later Narcissa found herself up until well past midnight making sure Draco had packed everything properly. In the end her son locked his bedroom door in attempt to stop her coming in and asking any more questions about how many warm jumpers he'd packed. Narcissa sat in her room and panicked quietly to herself, part of her never wanted the morning to come and part of her wanted it to be over with, wanted him to be as far away from Lucius as he could get as soon as possible.
She sighed and got up from her bed, wrapping a dressing gown round her and creeping into Draco's room with the spare key. She sat on the edge of his bed and stroked his soft, silver hair as he slept. **He looks so peaceful**, she smiled. She didn't know how long she sat there but eventually she found herself waking up, stiff and sore from having slept in an odd position on the edge of the bed. The sun was streaming in through the window, but it's light was still weak, suggesting to her that it was still early. She glanced at the clock on the wall and realised it was still only five o'clock.
Knowing she would sleep no more that night she got up and began to cook pancakes, or rather try to. In all her years as a mother she had never once cooked Draco anything, mainly because she didn't know how, but she remembered Morgana teaching her how to cook pancakes once many years ago and she wanted Draco to remember her pleasantly when he was hundreds of miles away.
It took an hour and a half and several burnt messes later before she felt she had perfected the recipe. Dobby was stood to one side wringing his hands desperately, hoping that the mistress wasn't going to develop some odd tendency to do all the cooking and wondering exactly how long it would take him to clean the kitchen now.
Narcissa herself was in a right state, she was covered in flour and there was a bit of pancake batter in her blonde hair from when she had whisked a little too vigorously. However she was ridiculously pleased with herself, she had even managed to juice some oranges.
She arranged the pancakes on a plate, with a slice of lemon and a little bowl of sugar, with the orange juice on a tray and carried it up into her son's room. She found him awake and staring at his new Hogwarts robes like they'd bite him if he put them on.
She smiled, "Couldn't sleep?"
He jumped and turned around then, upon seeing his mother's unusually messy state, jumped again.
"What have you been doing?"
"I made you breakfast?"
"You made it?!" he asked as though this idea were completely foreign to him.
"Yes, now eat up before it goes cold," she placed the tray down on the desk and he sat down poking the pancakes with a dubious expression on his face.
"You didn't have Dobby make them?"
"No, I even juiced the oranges."
Her pride in her achievement showed on her face and he smiled indulgently and tried a small piece of the pancakes. "Wow, these are pretty good!"
"Well don't sound so surprised!" she laughed, "I didn't always have a house elf you know."
"Really!"
Narcissa just laughed, deciding she wouldn't mention that this was the first time she had ever cooked anything for anyone. Draco prepared the pancakes with sugar and lemon and started on his breakfast.
Narcissa sat down on the edge of the bed then jumped up when she realised she was putting flour on the sheets. She caught sight of herself in a mirror and began to recall why she didn't cook. "I'll be back in half an hour or so, I think I need a bath!"
"You do," Draco said, tucking into the pancakes and orange juice.
*******
After a relaxing soak in a bubble bath, Narcissa dressed in some simple muggle clothes and returned to her son's room. She could hear Lucius moving around in his study, but she didn't go in.
Draco was dressed in grey trousers and a dark green jumper. He smiled at her but was looking distinctly nervous.
"It'll be fine," she said even though he hadn't spoken.
"I'm not worried," he said, and to anyone but her it would probably have appeared as though he wasn't.
She smiled and nodded, it was still only half past seven, they weren't leaving for two and a half hours yet. She was dying to check his trunk again, but knew that he'd probably start hitting his head against the wall in frustration if she did, besides she didn't want him to see the small wrapped parcel she had slipped into it last night when he was trying to sleep. The parcel contained her own copy of "Hogwarts a History" which she remembered reading him when he was a child and telling him of how he'd be there one day.
Draco moved in front of the full length mirror and ran a comb through his hair, using hair gel to slick it back in a perfect imitation of Lucius' usual style, **well Lucy'll love that, but I can't say I do.**
However he didn't ask for her opinion and she left him to it, slipping out of the room to get Dobby to take his trunk downstairs.
*******
At ten o'clock the three of them took a floo connection to the flat of an old friend of Lucius' who lived in London, then a ministry car took them to King's Cross
Narcissa hated muggle London, it reminded her too much of the times she and Morgana had spent in it. She felt a burning desire to urge the ministry driver to run over the odd muggle on the way but decided that that would inadvisable to say the least. **Gosh, I'd make Lucy proud with thoughts like these!** She smirked, too irritated to smile but amused none the less at the idea of Lucius being proud of her for her mind.
Draco was rather quiet and Lucius was lecturing him about avoiding Gryffindors, Weasleys (**there go my hopes for seeing Molly again!**), mudbloods, and 'those who were beneath him' (**What? Who's that then?**). He then continued by suggesting (**and I use suggesting in the broadest possible terms!**) that he attempt to ingratiate himself with the boy who lived.
**God, I am so sick of hearing about that child! The rest of the wizarding world may wish to bow down and kiss his feet but from what I've heard it wasn't him that was anything special it was his mother! And I'd rather Draco didn't bow and scrape to anyone, no matter what they can do for him or anyone else!**
The car came to a stop jerking Narcissa from her thoughts, "Right," she interrupted Lucius unable to listen for another second without punching the man in the face, "We're here, let's go!"
She all but dragged Draco out of the car (she hated the damned things!) and set of into the station, leaving Lucius to deal with the trunk. **Ha, ha, ha, score one to Narcissa! Oh great, I'm reduced to scoring cheap points off my husband!** She sighed.
It was then that Draco said, "Mum, where's the platform?"
She smiled secretively and launched into an explanation as to exactly how the station was concealed, which clearly went way over the eleven year old's head. He smiled and nodded, too busy staring at the muggles to pay attention. He grew even more fascinated when they reached platform nine and three quarters. Narcissa looked around her, smelling the smoke from the steam engine, listening to the babbling students and anxious/irritated parents. For a moment she allowed herself to remember the last time she'd been here, she and Morgana had been half laughing half crying and completely amazed that they were now fully qualified witches. She remembered Greg Zabini, the head boy and her one time boyfriend by that point good friend, had been taking photographs of everyone. The two of them had put together a yearbook before leaving Hogwarts, she hadn't looked at it in years but now the memories so carefully contained within that book came flooding back. She shook her head in order to clear it and saw Lucius come up behind them, now levitating the trunk; **did he do that in the muggle part of the station? I hope not!**
"Right, let's get you on the train," Narcissa said to her son, "it's leaving in ten minutes."
Draco nodded.
"Draco, come here!" Lucius called.
Draco walked over to where Lucius was talking to two couples the male halves of which she recognised, **Roger Goyle and Gareth Crabbe, with Crabbe and Goyle juniors now I see.** Narcissa followed her son keeping her hand on his shoulder.
"Draco, this is Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, their fathers are good friends of mine."
Draco, manners perfect as ever Narcissa was pleased to note, held out a small, elegant hand and said, "How do you do?" somewhat lazily to the other two boys who shook his hand almost reverently, **Lucius must have been their superior when they were involved with "the Dark Lord". I remember them, I don't want Draco making friends with their children, who look as stupid as I remember their fathers being!**
"I hope you three will be good friends," Lucius said, "Now I suggest you get on the train or it'll leave without you."
The three children did as he suggested and Narcissa watched sadly realising Draco hadn't said goodbye, until suddenly he turned back and ran into his mother's arms. She held him tight and kissed his hair, "Goodbye sweetheart."
"Bye mum, I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too." Narcissa smiled and fought back the tears collecting in her eyes, as Draco turned and climbed onto the train.
Lucius had floated off to talk with Crabbe and Goyle's parents and Narcissa didn't feel like speaking with them so instead she stared at the train, watching as an older boy with brown hair raced past her carrying a broomstick and calling out to a girl in a Scottish accent, "Angelina, you ready to win the cup this year?!" The tall, dark girl laughed and pulled him onto the train chastising his lateness.
She looked through the windows of one of the other carriages and saw a face that made her stop for a moment. **Gosh he looks like...it couldn't be!** The boy had black hair and very blue eyes, he was staring out of the window with an air of calmness and self-possession which she recognised from someone she'd been at school with, but it was his looks that drew her eyes back to him. **That has to be Greg Zabini's son! He looks just like Isabella, but only Greg ever had that air of self-possession.** Her Hogwarts boyfriend had married the year after she had to one of her fellow Slytherins called Isabella Scicillano and the boy on the train looked exactly like her. **Pity Greg and I don't talk anymore, if his son really is like him then I'd have liked him and Draco to be friends. Of course with the deatheaters having killed his wife I'm not sure if there was a way the two of us could have remained friends.**
"Mrs Malfoy?" a voice jerked her back to the present as the train pulled out of the station.
She whirled round to face Molly Weasley, "Molly! Hello. You just put yours on the train?" Narcissa had to work pretty hard to hide her delight at seeing the woman again.
"Yes, you?"
Narcissa nodded sadly, causing Molly to smile and say, "It's always hardest the first time dear, it will get easier."
"Alright for you, looks as though you've still got one going home with you."
Narcissa bent down to speak to the little girl, "And what's your name?"
"Ginny."
"Well it's nice to meet you Ginny." Narcissa smiled at her. "What a pretty little girl, you said you wanted a daughter," she said to Molly.
"So did you, did you never have one?"
"No. Draco's my only child."
"Narcissa!" Lucius called from the doorway through to the muggle station.
"I should go."
"Narcissa, that offer of a cup of tea, it's still open if you wanted to take it up sometime."
"Thank you. I'll think about it, but I don't think it would be any time soon."
"You'll always be welcome. Just send me an owl if you want to come round."
"Narcissa, we should get going," Lucius said walking to her side, ignoring Molly completely.
"Of course Lucius. Goodbye Molly," she smiled.
"Goodbye dear."
Molly watched as Lucius took hold of Narcissa's arm and guided her away. She doubted Narcissa would ever send her an owl, or come round for tea, and she couldn't help but pity the woman and even more so her son. ***I wonder how he's turned out?*** she thought.
*******
Promises, Promises turned to dust.
Wedding Bells just turned to rust.
Trust into mistrust.
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A/N: What do you think? Please review, it's your last chance!!!
The sequel is on it's way. It covers the first four books and sticks to J.k.'s events and timeline, ever wonder how things like the fight in Flourish and Blots or Draco dressing up as a dementor were seen by Narcissa Malfoy? Read this and find out. Also, why did she look like she had dung under her nose at the quidditch world cup? And what made Draco pull his wand on Potter and Weasley at their comments about his mother, for that matter how did Narcissa react to her son being turned into a ferret? And did they ever replace Dobby? All this and much more! Come on read it please for the sake of my sanity, what's left of it.
Seriously if you enjoyed this one you'll probably like the sequel. Snape reappears too! Also I finally came up with a title for it so now it will be up all the quicker, I thought I was going to have to delay posting while I found a title but I've got one it will be called, 'I Built My Life Around You'. Yes it is more song lyrics but not by The Beautiful South this time, can anyone work out the song or the group who sing it, actually it's been covered and I don't know who the original is by. I'll tell you the song at the beginning of the sequel as well as why I chose it.
Thanks for reading this and thanks to everyone who reviewed!
Now review, it's your last chance and you wouldn't want me to cry because no one reviewed would you?
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Thanks to the new rule of no chapters that are just author's notes I've moved the below from chapter twenty, well actually the below was chapter twenty hence the problem.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
JUST TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THE SEQUEL TO THIS STORY IS NOW UP! YOU CAN FIND IT BY CLICKING ON MY PROFILE OR LOOKING UNDER ANGST AND NARCISSA AS THE FIRST CHARACTER WITH SEVERUS AS THE SECOND.
THANKS TO EVEYONE THAT REVIEWED, REVIEW RESPONSES TO CHAPTER 19 CAN BE FOUND AT THE START OF THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE SEQUEL.
BY THE WAY THE SEQUEL IS CALLED 'I BUILT MY LIFE AROUND YOU'.
PLEASE COME AND READ AND REVIEW IT!
THANKS FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ 'WEDDING BELLS JUST TURNED TO RUST' AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT.
WEASLEYLOVER1