You're Still The One
Part Four: If You're Not The One

My very first Lucius/Narcissa story. Enjoy!

rating: R for sexual situations
genre: romance/drama
summary: The story of Narcissa Malfoy: life, school, friendship, and the most important of all...love.

author's note: I'm so glad everyone likes my story! Thanks for reviewing! *hugs and hands out cookies*

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If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?

I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?

~Daniel Bedingfield "If You're Not The One"

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"Oh, Narcissa!" snapped Regina, looking down at the shattered tea cup. "Apologize to your aunt!"

Narcissa turned red. "Sorry auntie Celesta."

Celesta smiled gently. "It's quite all right, Narcissa. Kreacher!"

Kreacher came scurrying into the room and bowed to his mistress. "Please clean up the broken cup and bring Narcissa a fresh cup of tea." The elf nodded.

"Yes, Mistress." He bowed again and hurried off.

"You don't have to bring me any more tea, Kreacher! I'm not thirsty." The elf nodded to show he had heard and began to dispose of the shards of glass. Narcissa turned back to her mother and aunt. "So...so I have to find someone within five years?" she squeaked.

Her mother sighed. "It won't be THAT difficult Narcissa. You're a lovely, pureblood girl. And you have five years."

Narcissa frowned. "Mother, what if I'm not in love?"

Regina pursed her lips. "Love doesn't matter, Narcissa. Finding someone to create an heir with matters. Only fools believe in true love."

This gave Narcissa something to think about during the holiday. She spent Christmas Eve thinking about the boys at school. Her mind landed on one and one only: Lucius Malfoy. Did she love him? No. It was just a school girl crush, but maybe someday...

"Mother?" Narcissa heard soft footsteps outside the door.

"Hello, Narcissa." Regina entered the room. "You looked troubled. What's wrong?" She sat down on the edge of the bed.

Narcissa sat up and twisted her blanket nervously in her hands. "Mother...what would you say if I told you I have my eye on a certain boy already?"

Regina beamed. "Do you really? Well, who is it?"

She blushed and took a deep breath. "Lucius Malfoy."

The smile slipped off Regina's face. "I'm sorry, dear, but I cannot see you two together. Besides, your sister fancies him...they're dating." Narcissa was stunned. She plastered a fake smile on her face.

"Oh, that's nice. Um, I'm going to go...go see what Siri's doing." Narcissa leapt from the bed as if she had been electrocuted.

Narcissa found Sirius singing Christmas carols in his bedroom. "Hi, Siri. Do you know where Bella is?" Sirius looked over at Narcissa in the middle of 'Joy To The World'

"Yah. She's downstairs with a...visitor," Sirius's eyes glittered. "A BOY..." he said in a singsong voice.

"Oh. What boy?" Narcissa felt her stomach clench. It couldn't be him...

"The King of Gits, besides Snivelly, of course. Lucius Malfoy himself." Sirius broke into a chorus of 'Jingle Bells' as Narcissa fled from the room. She crouched on the first floor landing, watching Bellatrix and Lucius.

Bellatrix was giggling softly and smoothing her shiny black hair. Lucius looked tough and handsome, his shoulder-length and sleek blonde hair held back from his face. They were talking in low voices, holding hands. Narcissa felt hot tears trickling down her cheeks. Lucius said something, then kissed Bellatrix gently on the lips before they headed toward the downstairs parlor together. This was all too much for Narcissa, who burst into tears the moment she was in the safety of her bedroom. Sirius's loud, booming voice, singing 'Deck The Halls' floated through the wall as she sobbed into her pillow.

"WHEE! CHRISTMAS MORNING, COUSIN!" shrieked a voice. It was seven on Christmas morning and someone was jumping on Narcissa's bed and yelling like a maniac. Narcissa pulled her blanket to her chin and opened an eye. Sirius, in his pajamas, was bouncing on the end of her bed. Bellatrix was sitting up, grumbling and rubbing her eyes. "PRESENTS!" he bellowed before bolting out of the room. Narcissa leapt to her feet and ran after him, grabbing her bathrobe on the way.

When she got downstairs, Regina, Caleb, Andromeda, Celesta, Marcus, Regulus, and Sirius were sitting around the fire. Sirius was tapping his foot impatiently and Regulus was wriggling excitedly in his chair. As Narcissa sat down, Bellatrix entered the room, looking grumpy. "YES!" cried Sirius, who pounced on the presents under the Christmas tree.

Narcissa and Regulus followed him, tearing into their large pile of presents. "Ooh, a diary!" Thank you, auntie Celesta!" Narcissa beamed at her aunt. When all the presents were unwrapped, Narcissa had a huge stack of new stuff next to her: the diary, dress robes, a book about Charms, four Chocolate Frogs, a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, and thirty Galleons.

At noon the Blacks sat down to Christmas dinner, which was a cheerful affair. Narcissa ate until she was full, then went upstairs to write in her diary.

[25th December, 1972
Dear Diary,

I got this for Christmas, so I will write my deepest thoughts in here from now on. I am so angry at Bellatrix. It's not fair she gets to date Lucius Malfoy. I'm the one who has a crush on him. He's so handsome, smart, and ambitious; a true Slytherin. But it seems Bellatrix will be the one to marry him. They are the same age, of course. So why does my heart say Lucius is the one for ME?]

The holidays ended as quickly as they began and soon the Blacks were back on the Hogwarts Express. Narcissa and Leslie got a compartment to themselves, where they discussed Bellatrix and Lucius.

"Narcissa, he'll realize Bellatrix isn't for him and you are." Leslie said firmly.

"Really?" said Narcissa hopefully.

"Really," said Leslie with a smile. This made Narcissa feel a bit better and for the rest of the trip, they didn't mention Bellatrix or Lucius once.

Narcissa was quite glad to be back in her four poster in the Slytherin girls' dormitory. As Narcissa curled up in bed on January 2nd, she smiled to herself. "It's a new year...A new start...I hope..."

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