Note: Okay here's the fourth chapter, not that didn't take very long did
it. Please review this one if you haven't already because I would really
like to know what you think. I really hope you like this one; you should
because there's no reason for you not to. Remember to review for me please.
I finally did the math too and I figured that some of the ages I've put
could be wrong, but not by much, so don't fret, sorry to all those that
disagree with what I've put and I worked out when Voldamort starts to get
followers soon, so you have that to look forward to the next chapter as he
begins his reign of terror about this time.
Asian Angel1: Heista is in Order of the Phoenix for a little while at the start, so I assume that Kingsley probably does mention her. I'm so disappointed I can't believe I got that part about their order of age wrong, dam it I wanted this to be right to. well as right as I could get it. Yeah I thought Sirius and Narcissa had to be in the same year because it would make it far more interesting. I'm so glad you like her character, thanks heaps for that great review it really made my day.
GaBrIeLa: I knew you'd be happy. First Lucius, now Snape, sheesh anything else. Na I'm just picking on ya, don't worry Snape will be along quite soon and so will more of Lucius. I think you'll like the chapter after this one better, as it shows a slightly different side of Lucius, it's quite interesting. but you'll just have to wait. Thanks again for reviewing, hope not to disappoint your expectations of Lucius and Snape.
Mag Carter: Don't worry she will meet the marauders soon, and it's going to be loads of fun don't you worry. Enjoy the rest and thanks for the review.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places, objects or spells mentioned that you recognize from J.K Rowling's books. I own the general plot though, but that's all I can claim.
Well, well, well...... That's right, back for another chapter .......... I'm quite proud of this one actually.....hope you like it..... remember to review.
It all began at Hogwarts!!
Chapter 4!
Narcissa ran as fast as she could through the now empty hallways at Hogwarts. Her sister had kept her back at breakfast because she had wanted to ask her what was in the letter she had gotten, 'Just a congratulations from mother and father for making it into Slytherin,' she had told her sister truthfully. When her sister was done talking to her she took of with her group of fifth year friends, at that moment Narcissa had realized that she had no idea how to get to her potions classroom.
The bell had rang before she could find the room that was written on her timetable. She was now desperately sprinting to every room, trying to find her class, not wanting to be late for her first ever lesson. She sharply turned around the next corner and –
SMACK!
She had slammed straight into the person on the other side, which she hadn't been able to see in time. Books went everywhere and so did quills and other bits of paper.
'Sorry,' Narcissa cried desperately trying to collect up all of her things.
'Watch where you're going,' the small boy that she had run into groaned from the floor, whilst rubbing his head.
'Sorry,' Narcissa said again, 'it's just that I'm late for my first potions class.'
'So am I,' the boy wined, 'but that's no reason to go tackling everyone you come across.' He too began collecting up his things.
'I didn't tackle you,' Narcissa protested with a frown, 'nor did I see you when I came around the corner. I didn't do it deliberately.'
The boy gave a small scowl and finished collecting his things, he stood for a moment before saying, 'here, let me help,' and bending down to help Narcissa pick up her things as well.
'Thanks,' she said, giving the boy a weak smile. He glared at her slightly and shrugged.
'Just slow down next time okay, especially when you're turning corners,' he said. 'Well I guess four eyes are better than one.'
'Huh?' Narcissa said looking at the boy confused.
'I mean the both of us can look for the classroom together, seeming as though we've both got it, and that will be better than us looking on our own,' he added watching her closely.
'Okay,' she said, and gave him another small smile. This time he returned it, but only slightly before he turned around and said, 'come on.'
Narcissa and the boy walked briskly, side by side, peering in every classroom that they past. Narcissa glanced sideways at the boy and recognized him from the sorting last night. He, like her, had been sorted into Slytherin.
He was a very peculiar boy, with long, dark, greasy hair that fell into his engrossed light brown eyes. He was shorter than Narcissa, the top of his head only reaching her shoulders and he was scrawny and pale. He wasn't unattractive, but he was an extremely long way away from being the best looker in the school.
'By the way I'm Narcissa Black,' Narcissa said politely.
The boy looked at her for a second before raising his head a little, to perhaps make himself taller, 'Severus Snape,' he replied, before turning away and continuing his search.
After what felt like hours the two of them finally came across a classroom located at the very dungeons of the school, which had the rest of the Slytherin first years in it, as well as what appeared to be the Hufflepuffs.
'I should have known it was in the dungeons,' Severus said gloomily, 'now we've missed half the lesson. They should have written "dungeon" on the time table,' he complained.
As they walked in the room, they saw a thin balding man, who looked at them savagely and frowned. Narcissa read her timetable, "Professor Callous" it said their teacher was called.
'You're late,' he spat at them savagely, revealing several missing teeth and the yellow, remaining ones.
'S-sorry,' Narcissa stammered, she was doing a lot of apologizing this morning.
'We couldn't find the classroom,' Severus added, taking over.
'So,' Callous hissed, daring them to cross the line.
Narcissa went to say something, but Severus kicked her shin under his robes, so their Professor couldn't see, and she bit her tongue. Professor Callous glared at them for a few more seconds but when neither of them decided to talk he pointed a threatening finger to a seat up the back of the room.
Severus made his way to the seat and Narcissa, spotting Honey and Celeste and smiling weakly at them, sat next to him.
As the lesson went on Professor Callous' voice became a distant drone, Narcissa dared a yawn, and it went unnoticed. She glanced at Severus, who seemed entranced with what the Professor was saying and was even taking notes.
When the lesson finally ended the class went off to Transfiguration, which they were to endure with the Ravenclaws. Narcissa walked with her two friends Celeste and Honey, as Severus had gone off to join the handsome boy, known as Rabastan Lestrange.
She managed to get to her transfiguration classroom on time and once there she took a seat along the long bench, in between her two friends. Narcissa looked up at her teacher, whom she recognized to be the strict lady that had sorted them the night before.
She marked the role and as she came across Narcissa's old friend from the train's name, Heista Jones, she turned around and smiled at her. Heista mealy raised an eyebrow back at her and turned to continue her conversation with the girl next to her, who Narcissa recognized as the stately looking girl from their boat, who was revealed as Emmeline Vance. Narcissa frowned at the reaction she had received from her first friend and turned back to join in with her Slytherin friend's conversation. Who needed a stupid Ravenclaw friend anyway, she thought to herself, especially if she was going to treat her like that.
The lesson began without a fuss and much like in Potions, Narcissa found herself yawning loudly at Professor McGonagall's meaningless chatter. Finally the lesson ended and it was time for a break.
Narcissa helped herself to a bit of fruit over a conversation about their morning's lessons with her friends before the bell sounded for the next lesson. She had just got up to leave when a familiar voice called her back.
'Cissa, wait up.' Narcissa turned to see her eldest sister, Andromeda, walking briskly over to her. 'I've finally caught up with you, how's everything going?'
'It's going really good,' Narcissa said, giving her sister a reassuring smile. 'I've made lots of friends already and Bella's taking care of me,' she added, sounding slightly more miserable than she had meant.
'Well that's really good to here, well listen I've got to fly, keep working hard and if you get into trouble or need my help don't fret, just ask me okay.' With that Andromeda gave one last reassuring smile and turned to go. Narcissa watched her sister disappear from sight, looking remarkably like Bellatrix.
She quickly made her way to her Defense Against the Dark Art's classroom; at least she knew where that one was. She was extremely relieved to find that the class had not yet started. She made her way in and sat next to one of the Gryffindor boys, who shifted uncomfortably as she did so.
Finally the man that was obviously their Professor began to speak. He was a figure to be feared, that was for sure. Despite obviously being still quite young, he had a very serious, scared face, with unfriendly eyes and he limped slightly as he walked. As he introduced himself as Alastor Moody his voice was low, savage and every now and then he would yell out a word or too just to make you jump. Narcissa could tell she wasn't the only one who was slightly afraid of him.
Narcissa replied to her name, getting a look from her cousin as she did so. When his name was called out he turned and gave her his superior little smirk to which she responded with one of her own. It was something they had always done since they were younger. They had both never really gotten along, sort of like a typical brother and sister duo, constantly bickering, arguing and trying to out do each other. Nevertheless, Narcissa felt a lot closer to him than she did with any of her other relatives, and even preferred him to his little brother Regulus, although she'd never say that out loud.
The boy sitting next to him was revealed to be James Potter, a sturdy looking boy, with messy black hair, brown eyes and round glasses. He was fairly nice-looking, except that Sirius looks stole most of the attention away from him.
As the lesson progressed the class was disappointed to find that today's lesson was a theory as the practical ones could not begin until the theory side was complete. Narcissa watched her cousin closely; as it was the first time she had ever actually been in a classroom with him. He was exactly like he was usually, fidgety and becoming more so as the time past.
The boy called James gave what he was doing away first. Narcissa watched out of the corner of her eye as he looked at her with a large smirk painted across his face. Narcissa didn't look; she didn't want to give them both the pleasure of knowing that she was curious as to what they were up to. Instead she put her elbow on the desk and leaned her head on her hand, watching without their knowledge.
Sirius fiddled with something in his lap for a little while and than it happened, so quickly that she barely moved out of the way in time. Her cousin had held something up next to his eye and the next thing she knew something like a ball was flying straight toward her head at an extraordinary speed. As soon as she had seen it she pulled her hand away and ducked under the table. But the boy next to her didn't. A small howling noise to Narcissa's left told her that whatever Sirius had shot had found a target.
Narcissa ducked her head out from under the table and looked at the chubby boy next to her. His hands were covering his eyes and tears were rolling down his cheeks, he was still howling uncontrollably. She shot a look at Sirius and James – the thing Sirius was holding was merely a piece of elastic which he used as a sling shot to fire the object across the room. She smirked slightly as their faces dropped at the sight of what they'd done.
'Let me look at it,' Narcissa said, trying to pry the boy's hands away from his face. When she finally managed it she gasped at the sight. The right eye of the plump boys face was purple and it was temporarily closed due to the impact of what had been thrown.
She looked down at the desk and picked up a tiny piece of treacle tart, which was what Sirius had thrown.
'What has happened here?' Professor Moody yelled over the boy's cries.
As he got closer he saw the boy's eye and immediately charged over, his scared face was full of anger and his eyes glistened dangerously. Narcissa could feel herself tense and she pushed her chair a little away from him.
'You,' he barked, rounding on Narcissa. 'What did you hit him for? How would you like it if somebody hit you?' he yelled, making Narcissa jump slightly in her seat.
'I didn't hit him, P-Professor, honestly,' she said looking extremely nervous. She knew that Sirius and James would have probably been laughing themselves silly by now, had it not been for the simple fact that they were petrified that she would tell on them.
'Than how did he get this,' Moody continued to yell, pointing a dirty, scared finger at the already trembling boy.
'It was – well you see – I can't,' but she just couldn't find the right words.
'She didn't do it Professor,' a voice said from the left side of the room. 'I saw something come from that side.'
Narcissa looked around Moody to see Rabastan's serious face and she felt so grateful. She smiled at him and muttered a slight thank you whilst Moody's back was turned. He actually returned the smile, a charming smile, one she would never expect from someone as arrogant as him.
Out of the corner of her eye Narcissa saw Sirius stick the elastic in his pocket and swallow hard. Moody turned that way and eyed them all suspiciously, before tuning back and glaring at Narcissa.
'You,' he suddenly said turning to the boy, 'stop that crying, what's your name?'
'P-P-Peter P-P-Pettigrew,' he stuttered between tears.
'And yours?' he said, turning his deadly gaze on her.
'Narcissa Black,' she said, lifting her head high.
'Well Miss. Black, take Mr. Pettigrew here to the hospital wing immediately and then return back here, do you understand,' he yelled eyeing her closely.
'Yes Professor,' she said, extremely happy for an opportunity to get out of his sight.
Not waiting another moment she got up, grabbed the boy named Peter by his chubby little arm and dragged him up to the hospital wing, where she breathed easy again.
The bell rang before she really had a chance to make it back to Moody's classroom, and she wasn't disappointed. She waited by the door to run back in and get her books and things, hating Sirius and James as they walked past happily. She was just about to go back in when Honey and Celeste came out, holding her things in their arms and smiling happily at her.
'That was close,' Honey said handing her, her things.
'Too close,' Celeste added and then she began giggling again. 'Looks like you have an admirer though,' she continued nodding in the direction of Rabastan.
'I don't think so,' Narcissa said in her defense, but Celeste simply looked at Honey and both of them started giggling again.
Narcissa watched the back of Rabastan's head closely, trying to figure him out. She smiled at the memory of the help he had just given her and tried desperately to hide it from her friends, but judging by the increase of the volume of their giggling she took it that they had seen.
They all slowly made their way to their final classes for the day; double History of Magic, with a teacher that both her sisters' had already told her about. Professor Binns was a ghost, although everyone assumed that he didn't know he was a ghost, apparently he just woke up one day, leaving his body behind and went on teaching as if it had never happened.
They arrived before long to find the Hufflepuffs already sitting down inside the room. Each of them made their way in and this time Narcissa let Celeste sit in the middle of their long row, because she had wanted to before in transfiguration. Before long the room was filled and Narcissa found herself sitting next to Severus again, with Rabastan looking smug on his other side.
The lesson began with a brief greeting from Professor Binns, and than it began. He opened up a page in his book and began to read. Narcissa listened for about the first half hour, but than she slowly began to feel her head tilting. She quickly snapped out of her sleep like trance and looked around the room.
Honey had her head in her hands staring at the ghost before her with her mouth gaping, not taking in a word. Celeste was yawning so often that her eyes were all tearful and even a few of the snobby girls from their house were slowly drifting off. Most of the Hufflepuffs were resting their heads on their arms or sitting like Honey, mouths open with blank expressions. Rabastan was slouched down real low in his chair, with his arms crossed and his head lolling onto his chest slowly.
Narcissa tried to suppress a giggle as Severus, who had his elbow propped up on the table and was using his hand to hold his head up, was having trouble staying awake. His eyes would shut and then open, shut and then open, shutting for longer and longer each time until finally they didn't open anymore. Narcissa was amazed that he was still upright as she watched his breathing slow down, she wished she could fall asleep that easily.
She rested her chin on her arm and looked at a spot on the blackboard. Her thoughts lingered back to the morning. She couldn't believe she was thinking about a boy who was at least five years older than her, and way out of her league. She sighed miserably, he truly was perfect though. Her thoughts were interrupted when suddenly from beside her there was a loud –
BANG!
She quickly looked up and found Severus wide awake and rubbing his forehead miserably. Narcissa assumed he had slipped of his arm and had therefore smashed his head against the desk. She struggled to keep her laughing down, but as Rabastan let out a small snort of laughter from his other side she couldn't help it. She burst into a fit of silent laughter as Severus glared at them maliciously.
'Shut up, it's not that funny,' he groaned still rubbing his head, but before long he too had a large smile across his face.
Binns didn't even look up; he just cleared his throat and kept reading. When the bell rang, Narcissa made her way back up to the common room.
'Narcissa, how was your first day.' Bellatrix had run up to Narcissa and was signaling for her to come and take a seat with her friends. She did so, not wanting to be rude, and told her sister about her narrow escape from Moody.
'Your all ready causing trouble,' the familiar voice said from behind her, making her catch her breath slightly, 'I like that.'
It was Lucius again, looking, if possible, better than he had that morning. He took a seat between two of Bellatrix's snooty looking friends, making them tense slightly and grin at one another.
'He'll hate you for life now,' he said, surveying his nails, 'no big loss though.'
'Moody hates Lucius too, he goes out of his way just to try and get him in trouble or complain about everything he does, it brightens up his lesson's I'll give it that much,' Bellatrix said laughing at the superior look Lucius put on at these words.
Narcissa tried not to stare at Lucius, but she could hardly help it. Finally they made their way down to dinner and reluctantly Narcissa made her way over to sit with her friends. This time though it was Lucius who said good bye.
'See you later Black,' he said seriously, nodding his head at her. Narcissa felt her stomach churn and she had a huge grin on her face through the entire meal that night. She even went to bed thinking of nothing but one particular older Slytherin whom she just couldn't get out of her head.
Asian Angel1: Heista is in Order of the Phoenix for a little while at the start, so I assume that Kingsley probably does mention her. I'm so disappointed I can't believe I got that part about their order of age wrong, dam it I wanted this to be right to. well as right as I could get it. Yeah I thought Sirius and Narcissa had to be in the same year because it would make it far more interesting. I'm so glad you like her character, thanks heaps for that great review it really made my day.
GaBrIeLa: I knew you'd be happy. First Lucius, now Snape, sheesh anything else. Na I'm just picking on ya, don't worry Snape will be along quite soon and so will more of Lucius. I think you'll like the chapter after this one better, as it shows a slightly different side of Lucius, it's quite interesting. but you'll just have to wait. Thanks again for reviewing, hope not to disappoint your expectations of Lucius and Snape.
Mag Carter: Don't worry she will meet the marauders soon, and it's going to be loads of fun don't you worry. Enjoy the rest and thanks for the review.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places, objects or spells mentioned that you recognize from J.K Rowling's books. I own the general plot though, but that's all I can claim.
Well, well, well...... That's right, back for another chapter .......... I'm quite proud of this one actually.....hope you like it..... remember to review.
It all began at Hogwarts!!
Chapter 4!
Narcissa ran as fast as she could through the now empty hallways at Hogwarts. Her sister had kept her back at breakfast because she had wanted to ask her what was in the letter she had gotten, 'Just a congratulations from mother and father for making it into Slytherin,' she had told her sister truthfully. When her sister was done talking to her she took of with her group of fifth year friends, at that moment Narcissa had realized that she had no idea how to get to her potions classroom.
The bell had rang before she could find the room that was written on her timetable. She was now desperately sprinting to every room, trying to find her class, not wanting to be late for her first ever lesson. She sharply turned around the next corner and –
SMACK!
She had slammed straight into the person on the other side, which she hadn't been able to see in time. Books went everywhere and so did quills and other bits of paper.
'Sorry,' Narcissa cried desperately trying to collect up all of her things.
'Watch where you're going,' the small boy that she had run into groaned from the floor, whilst rubbing his head.
'Sorry,' Narcissa said again, 'it's just that I'm late for my first potions class.'
'So am I,' the boy wined, 'but that's no reason to go tackling everyone you come across.' He too began collecting up his things.
'I didn't tackle you,' Narcissa protested with a frown, 'nor did I see you when I came around the corner. I didn't do it deliberately.'
The boy gave a small scowl and finished collecting his things, he stood for a moment before saying, 'here, let me help,' and bending down to help Narcissa pick up her things as well.
'Thanks,' she said, giving the boy a weak smile. He glared at her slightly and shrugged.
'Just slow down next time okay, especially when you're turning corners,' he said. 'Well I guess four eyes are better than one.'
'Huh?' Narcissa said looking at the boy confused.
'I mean the both of us can look for the classroom together, seeming as though we've both got it, and that will be better than us looking on our own,' he added watching her closely.
'Okay,' she said, and gave him another small smile. This time he returned it, but only slightly before he turned around and said, 'come on.'
Narcissa and the boy walked briskly, side by side, peering in every classroom that they past. Narcissa glanced sideways at the boy and recognized him from the sorting last night. He, like her, had been sorted into Slytherin.
He was a very peculiar boy, with long, dark, greasy hair that fell into his engrossed light brown eyes. He was shorter than Narcissa, the top of his head only reaching her shoulders and he was scrawny and pale. He wasn't unattractive, but he was an extremely long way away from being the best looker in the school.
'By the way I'm Narcissa Black,' Narcissa said politely.
The boy looked at her for a second before raising his head a little, to perhaps make himself taller, 'Severus Snape,' he replied, before turning away and continuing his search.
After what felt like hours the two of them finally came across a classroom located at the very dungeons of the school, which had the rest of the Slytherin first years in it, as well as what appeared to be the Hufflepuffs.
'I should have known it was in the dungeons,' Severus said gloomily, 'now we've missed half the lesson. They should have written "dungeon" on the time table,' he complained.
As they walked in the room, they saw a thin balding man, who looked at them savagely and frowned. Narcissa read her timetable, "Professor Callous" it said their teacher was called.
'You're late,' he spat at them savagely, revealing several missing teeth and the yellow, remaining ones.
'S-sorry,' Narcissa stammered, she was doing a lot of apologizing this morning.
'We couldn't find the classroom,' Severus added, taking over.
'So,' Callous hissed, daring them to cross the line.
Narcissa went to say something, but Severus kicked her shin under his robes, so their Professor couldn't see, and she bit her tongue. Professor Callous glared at them for a few more seconds but when neither of them decided to talk he pointed a threatening finger to a seat up the back of the room.
Severus made his way to the seat and Narcissa, spotting Honey and Celeste and smiling weakly at them, sat next to him.
As the lesson went on Professor Callous' voice became a distant drone, Narcissa dared a yawn, and it went unnoticed. She glanced at Severus, who seemed entranced with what the Professor was saying and was even taking notes.
When the lesson finally ended the class went off to Transfiguration, which they were to endure with the Ravenclaws. Narcissa walked with her two friends Celeste and Honey, as Severus had gone off to join the handsome boy, known as Rabastan Lestrange.
She managed to get to her transfiguration classroom on time and once there she took a seat along the long bench, in between her two friends. Narcissa looked up at her teacher, whom she recognized to be the strict lady that had sorted them the night before.
She marked the role and as she came across Narcissa's old friend from the train's name, Heista Jones, she turned around and smiled at her. Heista mealy raised an eyebrow back at her and turned to continue her conversation with the girl next to her, who Narcissa recognized as the stately looking girl from their boat, who was revealed as Emmeline Vance. Narcissa frowned at the reaction she had received from her first friend and turned back to join in with her Slytherin friend's conversation. Who needed a stupid Ravenclaw friend anyway, she thought to herself, especially if she was going to treat her like that.
The lesson began without a fuss and much like in Potions, Narcissa found herself yawning loudly at Professor McGonagall's meaningless chatter. Finally the lesson ended and it was time for a break.
Narcissa helped herself to a bit of fruit over a conversation about their morning's lessons with her friends before the bell sounded for the next lesson. She had just got up to leave when a familiar voice called her back.
'Cissa, wait up.' Narcissa turned to see her eldest sister, Andromeda, walking briskly over to her. 'I've finally caught up with you, how's everything going?'
'It's going really good,' Narcissa said, giving her sister a reassuring smile. 'I've made lots of friends already and Bella's taking care of me,' she added, sounding slightly more miserable than she had meant.
'Well that's really good to here, well listen I've got to fly, keep working hard and if you get into trouble or need my help don't fret, just ask me okay.' With that Andromeda gave one last reassuring smile and turned to go. Narcissa watched her sister disappear from sight, looking remarkably like Bellatrix.
She quickly made her way to her Defense Against the Dark Art's classroom; at least she knew where that one was. She was extremely relieved to find that the class had not yet started. She made her way in and sat next to one of the Gryffindor boys, who shifted uncomfortably as she did so.
Finally the man that was obviously their Professor began to speak. He was a figure to be feared, that was for sure. Despite obviously being still quite young, he had a very serious, scared face, with unfriendly eyes and he limped slightly as he walked. As he introduced himself as Alastor Moody his voice was low, savage and every now and then he would yell out a word or too just to make you jump. Narcissa could tell she wasn't the only one who was slightly afraid of him.
Narcissa replied to her name, getting a look from her cousin as she did so. When his name was called out he turned and gave her his superior little smirk to which she responded with one of her own. It was something they had always done since they were younger. They had both never really gotten along, sort of like a typical brother and sister duo, constantly bickering, arguing and trying to out do each other. Nevertheless, Narcissa felt a lot closer to him than she did with any of her other relatives, and even preferred him to his little brother Regulus, although she'd never say that out loud.
The boy sitting next to him was revealed to be James Potter, a sturdy looking boy, with messy black hair, brown eyes and round glasses. He was fairly nice-looking, except that Sirius looks stole most of the attention away from him.
As the lesson progressed the class was disappointed to find that today's lesson was a theory as the practical ones could not begin until the theory side was complete. Narcissa watched her cousin closely; as it was the first time she had ever actually been in a classroom with him. He was exactly like he was usually, fidgety and becoming more so as the time past.
The boy called James gave what he was doing away first. Narcissa watched out of the corner of her eye as he looked at her with a large smirk painted across his face. Narcissa didn't look; she didn't want to give them both the pleasure of knowing that she was curious as to what they were up to. Instead she put her elbow on the desk and leaned her head on her hand, watching without their knowledge.
Sirius fiddled with something in his lap for a little while and than it happened, so quickly that she barely moved out of the way in time. Her cousin had held something up next to his eye and the next thing she knew something like a ball was flying straight toward her head at an extraordinary speed. As soon as she had seen it she pulled her hand away and ducked under the table. But the boy next to her didn't. A small howling noise to Narcissa's left told her that whatever Sirius had shot had found a target.
Narcissa ducked her head out from under the table and looked at the chubby boy next to her. His hands were covering his eyes and tears were rolling down his cheeks, he was still howling uncontrollably. She shot a look at Sirius and James – the thing Sirius was holding was merely a piece of elastic which he used as a sling shot to fire the object across the room. She smirked slightly as their faces dropped at the sight of what they'd done.
'Let me look at it,' Narcissa said, trying to pry the boy's hands away from his face. When she finally managed it she gasped at the sight. The right eye of the plump boys face was purple and it was temporarily closed due to the impact of what had been thrown.
She looked down at the desk and picked up a tiny piece of treacle tart, which was what Sirius had thrown.
'What has happened here?' Professor Moody yelled over the boy's cries.
As he got closer he saw the boy's eye and immediately charged over, his scared face was full of anger and his eyes glistened dangerously. Narcissa could feel herself tense and she pushed her chair a little away from him.
'You,' he barked, rounding on Narcissa. 'What did you hit him for? How would you like it if somebody hit you?' he yelled, making Narcissa jump slightly in her seat.
'I didn't hit him, P-Professor, honestly,' she said looking extremely nervous. She knew that Sirius and James would have probably been laughing themselves silly by now, had it not been for the simple fact that they were petrified that she would tell on them.
'Than how did he get this,' Moody continued to yell, pointing a dirty, scared finger at the already trembling boy.
'It was – well you see – I can't,' but she just couldn't find the right words.
'She didn't do it Professor,' a voice said from the left side of the room. 'I saw something come from that side.'
Narcissa looked around Moody to see Rabastan's serious face and she felt so grateful. She smiled at him and muttered a slight thank you whilst Moody's back was turned. He actually returned the smile, a charming smile, one she would never expect from someone as arrogant as him.
Out of the corner of her eye Narcissa saw Sirius stick the elastic in his pocket and swallow hard. Moody turned that way and eyed them all suspiciously, before tuning back and glaring at Narcissa.
'You,' he suddenly said turning to the boy, 'stop that crying, what's your name?'
'P-P-Peter P-P-Pettigrew,' he stuttered between tears.
'And yours?' he said, turning his deadly gaze on her.
'Narcissa Black,' she said, lifting her head high.
'Well Miss. Black, take Mr. Pettigrew here to the hospital wing immediately and then return back here, do you understand,' he yelled eyeing her closely.
'Yes Professor,' she said, extremely happy for an opportunity to get out of his sight.
Not waiting another moment she got up, grabbed the boy named Peter by his chubby little arm and dragged him up to the hospital wing, where she breathed easy again.
The bell rang before she really had a chance to make it back to Moody's classroom, and she wasn't disappointed. She waited by the door to run back in and get her books and things, hating Sirius and James as they walked past happily. She was just about to go back in when Honey and Celeste came out, holding her things in their arms and smiling happily at her.
'That was close,' Honey said handing her, her things.
'Too close,' Celeste added and then she began giggling again. 'Looks like you have an admirer though,' she continued nodding in the direction of Rabastan.
'I don't think so,' Narcissa said in her defense, but Celeste simply looked at Honey and both of them started giggling again.
Narcissa watched the back of Rabastan's head closely, trying to figure him out. She smiled at the memory of the help he had just given her and tried desperately to hide it from her friends, but judging by the increase of the volume of their giggling she took it that they had seen.
They all slowly made their way to their final classes for the day; double History of Magic, with a teacher that both her sisters' had already told her about. Professor Binns was a ghost, although everyone assumed that he didn't know he was a ghost, apparently he just woke up one day, leaving his body behind and went on teaching as if it had never happened.
They arrived before long to find the Hufflepuffs already sitting down inside the room. Each of them made their way in and this time Narcissa let Celeste sit in the middle of their long row, because she had wanted to before in transfiguration. Before long the room was filled and Narcissa found herself sitting next to Severus again, with Rabastan looking smug on his other side.
The lesson began with a brief greeting from Professor Binns, and than it began. He opened up a page in his book and began to read. Narcissa listened for about the first half hour, but than she slowly began to feel her head tilting. She quickly snapped out of her sleep like trance and looked around the room.
Honey had her head in her hands staring at the ghost before her with her mouth gaping, not taking in a word. Celeste was yawning so often that her eyes were all tearful and even a few of the snobby girls from their house were slowly drifting off. Most of the Hufflepuffs were resting their heads on their arms or sitting like Honey, mouths open with blank expressions. Rabastan was slouched down real low in his chair, with his arms crossed and his head lolling onto his chest slowly.
Narcissa tried to suppress a giggle as Severus, who had his elbow propped up on the table and was using his hand to hold his head up, was having trouble staying awake. His eyes would shut and then open, shut and then open, shutting for longer and longer each time until finally they didn't open anymore. Narcissa was amazed that he was still upright as she watched his breathing slow down, she wished she could fall asleep that easily.
She rested her chin on her arm and looked at a spot on the blackboard. Her thoughts lingered back to the morning. She couldn't believe she was thinking about a boy who was at least five years older than her, and way out of her league. She sighed miserably, he truly was perfect though. Her thoughts were interrupted when suddenly from beside her there was a loud –
BANG!
She quickly looked up and found Severus wide awake and rubbing his forehead miserably. Narcissa assumed he had slipped of his arm and had therefore smashed his head against the desk. She struggled to keep her laughing down, but as Rabastan let out a small snort of laughter from his other side she couldn't help it. She burst into a fit of silent laughter as Severus glared at them maliciously.
'Shut up, it's not that funny,' he groaned still rubbing his head, but before long he too had a large smile across his face.
Binns didn't even look up; he just cleared his throat and kept reading. When the bell rang, Narcissa made her way back up to the common room.
'Narcissa, how was your first day.' Bellatrix had run up to Narcissa and was signaling for her to come and take a seat with her friends. She did so, not wanting to be rude, and told her sister about her narrow escape from Moody.
'Your all ready causing trouble,' the familiar voice said from behind her, making her catch her breath slightly, 'I like that.'
It was Lucius again, looking, if possible, better than he had that morning. He took a seat between two of Bellatrix's snooty looking friends, making them tense slightly and grin at one another.
'He'll hate you for life now,' he said, surveying his nails, 'no big loss though.'
'Moody hates Lucius too, he goes out of his way just to try and get him in trouble or complain about everything he does, it brightens up his lesson's I'll give it that much,' Bellatrix said laughing at the superior look Lucius put on at these words.
Narcissa tried not to stare at Lucius, but she could hardly help it. Finally they made their way down to dinner and reluctantly Narcissa made her way over to sit with her friends. This time though it was Lucius who said good bye.
'See you later Black,' he said seriously, nodding his head at her. Narcissa felt her stomach churn and she had a huge grin on her face through the entire meal that night. She even went to bed thinking of nothing but one particular older Slytherin whom she just couldn't get out of her head.