A/N: I've changed the format of the story. Instead of following all three characters I'll write about one per chapter and begin to broaden their characters and story to further reaches. I hope you enjoy. Also for all those who said Narcissa was a bit too girly then you'll really like this chapter.

Chapter 2: Narcissa- Stinging Butterfly

"Hey Professor Flitwick," Narcissa greeted plopping herself gracefully into a seat.

"Well hello Miss Black. And how are we today?" Flitwick squeaked moving out of the way of the students.

"Good, I guess," she answered, thinking about the detention.

"Well that's just dandy. Are you ready for some duelling practice today?" Several kids looked up from whatever conversation they were having.

"Duelling?" someone asked, "Aren't we supposed to learn that in Defence Against the Dark Arts?"

"Well yes I suppose but I have been dying to teach you all some especially fascinating techniques that go beyond just basic defence."

"Like what?" someone chirped.

"Let's see," Professor Flitwick pulled out his wand, "Michael will you attack me please?" His voice was oozing with excitement.

A boy in the corner looked up from the book he was reading. "M...m...e," he stammered, blushing from the attention everyone was now giving him.

"Yes, why don't you use a stunner. They always work splendidly. Yes that's right boy," Flitwick clapped his hands together as Michael pulled out his wand. "Now just shoot a stunner straight at me."

Everyone watched excitedly as Michael stood up and faced the Professor. He gracefully flicked his wand and yelled, "Stupefy!" There was a flash of red light and then the squeaky voice of Flitwick rose above the voices of the students. Instantly the stunner burst into a million multicoloured sparks.

Everyone clapped somewhat confused while Flitwick beamed and waved his arms around saying, "Splendid, oh so very splendid."

Narcissa watched with interest, the only thing she enjoyed more than Lucius was duelling. And she had a knack for it to boot.

"Umm what was the point of that Professor?" said someone as Michael moved back to his seat, "Couldn't you have used a regular shielding spell."

Flitwick waved his hands for attention and when he had it he kept stumbling over his words, talking so fast from excitement.

Narcissa and most of the others were able to decipher only part of it. "It is all about show," he started, "who wants to fight with plain boring spells. Of course not. It adds a bit of style and colour." After that they lost him.

Then Flitwick began to teach them several spells that had some very interesting effects. Narcissa hung on his every word and eagerly awaited her chance to test them out. Her time finally came when Flitwick divided the class up into pairs. Narcissa was partnered up with Michael, who was staring kinda shyly at her.

"And please keep the duelling clean. This is just to practice the spells. And boys let the girls go first."

"Face your partners," Narcissa turned and looked dangerously into Michael's dark brown eyes. She hissed slightly.

"Wands at ready." Narcissa held out her wand in front of her. 13 inches, willow, with a dragon heartstring.

"On my mark." She felt everything around her dissolve. The only thing in the world right now was her, her wand, and the enemy.

"And remember it is just for fun." Narcissa pretended to not hear that. Duelling was a battle and she planned to smite Michael no matter what.

"And let the fun begin." Narcissa whipped around in a full circle, her long blonde hair flying out around her, and shot a stunner spell aimed directly at Michael's chest. He easily deflected it, breaking apart the spell into millions of little sparkles.

Through the haze of silver and green shimmering snow Narcissa saw a flash of blue speeding towards her. In one graceful fluid movement she shot out her arm and flicked a bright pink spell from the tip of her wand.

It collided with Michael's and they both froze in mid-air. Slowly they began to melt together and stretch out. Two beady red eyes appeared and stared straight at Michael. With a small plop a glowing black cat fell to the floor and made a slashing movement at Michael.

Narcissa could faintly hear Flitwick appraising her on an excellent spell transformation. Michael's gaze flicked up from the cat to Narcissa. She bared her teeth and hissed. It was then that he figured out that this was more than a game.

"EXPELLIARMUS!!!" Narcissa screeched. Taken off guard Michael felt the spell slam into his body and throw him up into the air. He felt his wand ripped from his grip as the floor rose to meet him.

Narcissa's cat jumped up and caught the wand in its mouth. But when the wood touched it the cat disappeared in a rain of sparks letting the wand fall to the ground. At the same moment Michael crashed onto the stone floor scattering a few students.

The whole room froze as Narcissa bent over and picked up Michael's wand. Slowly she sauntered across the classroom and stood over her fallen enemy. She tossed the wand next to Michael and smiled happily. "I win," she whispered.

"Miss Black," Flitwick suddenly shrieked, "What did I say about keeping the duel clean?"

Narcissa looked at her feet already feeling the power and excitement draining from her body.

"I'll excuse you this time. But only because that was some brilliant wand work back there. You put on quite a good show even if you did bend the rules." Flitwick's gaze snapped over Narcissa's shoulder to the fallen boy.

"Sorry about that Professor guess I got a little excited. Here," she turned around and offered Michael her hand. With a stony face he accepted it and let himself be pulled up onto his feet.

"Sorry Michael," she apologised.

"That's okay," he stared down at his feet, "and great job with the spell. I mean it was your first time doing it and all. That cat was brilliant"

"Thanks," she said as the bell rang. Gathering her bags Narcissa slipped out into the halls and let herself be lost in the wave of students. She thought about the duel with a mixture of pleasure and remorse. She was sorry Michael had to have his butt kicked by a girl, which would be only added to the already long list the other guys had as reason to tease him, but she loved to feel the power racing through her veins and now she knew some neat little tricks to impress people.

Her stomach began to growl as she walked so she decided to grab some dinner before continuing with her thoughts.

Outside the Great Hall she spotted Lucius talking with Snape. Lucius had his long white hair loose, letting it cascade down his back, with a single small braid towards the front. Narcissa tip toed up behind him and made a "be quiet" gesture to Severus. He just rolled his eyes and went back to talking to Lucius.

She reached up and cupped her hands over Lucius' eyes. "Guess who," she flirted, breathing softly into his ear.

"Umm... lets see," Lucius reached his hands backward and tickled Narcissa's side. She giggled and slapped away his hands. Lucius snapped around and grinned at her.

"It's Cissa," he said provocatively, caressing her hand with his.

"That's cheating," she moaned.

"I'm a Malfoy. I don't know the meaning of the word," Lucius leaned forward and pressed a soft velvety kiss on Narcissa's cheek. "Does that make everything better though?"

She smiled happily and nodded her head.

"Good, now let's get some dinner."

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A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed that. Also I made a slight change to the chapter before this. I made a mistake w/ the Bellatrix part so re-read it. Thanks and good day.