Not My Own
Author: EbonyQuill
Summary: Narcissa Black had her life laid before her, she had to read it, memorize it, and follow it. But now she disagrees with one of the rules befallen upon her. "Never fall in love." RL/NB What happens when fire..and ice clash.
Disclaimer: You know the drill..;P
A/N: Thanks to IvyCrane, Electroyne, and Morgane.. I lied I love writing this story so I'm giving you another chapter now..lol.
I watched the doors of the Great Hall, waiting for my dear Ravenclaw friend Dana Mills. She was a pureblood, so mother and father approved of our friendship, not like many others. My eyes clouded over when the doors opened to a shaggy black-haired teenager. I closed my eyes, thinking of the similarities Sirius and I had.. our gray eyes for instance. But they were different, his were warm. Mine.. were just dark, a similar shade to black. He looked my way, his eyes flashing with sympathy, just for a millisecond and back to the warm laughter he always felt with his friends. I watched them walk over to the Slytherin table. Peter Pettigrew. A sniveling coward, I had seen him talk with Lucius and Severus at times..I don't know why though. Short and plump just like a rat. James Potter. Golden Boy..enough said. Remus Lupin. Shy, tired looking, but extremely cute.
Sirius gave me a look of sympathy. "Oh dearest Narcissa, does it hurt?"
"Does what hurt?" Crabbe asked. The blubbering idiot. I heard Sirius and his friends crack up, then Sirius stood in his superior stature once again.
Sirius gave Crabbe a look of mock shock. "My god, Crabbe actually stringed a sentence together. Gasp."
"Fuck off, Black." Lucius said, backing his friends up.
"Make me, Malfoy."
"Gladly." Lucius and Sirius were head to head glaring. Remus coughed.
"Come on Padfoot, we don't want to make a scene with the Professor's watching."
"Aw. Is Scrappy Loony Loopy Lupin scared?"
"Lucius, please knock it off." I pleaded softly.
"Fine but only because you asked so, dearest Narcissa." Lucius sided.
"Dear Narcissa, stay out of where your nose doesn't belong..or shall I say bed you don't belong to." Sirius rudely accused. My eyes closed.
"Sirius Orion Black, I know you didn't mean what you just said."
"Oh but dear Narcissa, Malfoy doesn't seem to be backing you up. And that concludes the.. mentioned." I stood up, slapped Sirius and walked out of the Great Hall. I heard almost all the girls gasp. Well, at least those who kissed the ground the "Marauders" walked on..what a pitiful name my cousin chose to name himself and his friends. And their silly nicknames, honestly. I started sobbing. I hated the way Sirius could hurt her like that, so easily. I felt weak, and weakness wasn't welcome for Slytherins. I mentally hit myself for forgetting Dana. I heard footsteps behind her and turned to see unfamiliar eyes, even though having seen them many times.
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The day had started out simply. That is, until we got to the Great Hall. Many girls sighed or giggled when we came in. It was to be expected, we were the Marauders. James welcomed the praise gladly, as did Sirius. Peter.. was just Peter. And I on the other hand hated it all. I just wanted a few people close to me. Or else.. they might find out my greatest and deepest secret and despise me when I gave them my trust and love. Secret?! No it's a curse. Yes, I, Remus J. Lupin, am a werewolf.
Back to the Great Hall, I saw Sirius' eyes flicker, which usually meant he had found a victim. His eyes were fixed upon the Slytherin table, as always, but to a new prey.. Narcissa Black, his own flesh and blood. He practically skipped to the Slytherin table and James followed, then me, and as always, Peter last.
Padfoot mocked a face of sympathy. "Does it hurt Narcissa?" Inwardly, I laughed to myself, not even Narcissa could be dumb enough to continue the kindergarten level joke.
"Does what hurt?" Crabbe asked, quite stupidly, this time I didn't hold my laugh in.
"My god, Crabbe actually string a sentence together. Gasp." I heard Sirius say, I was still cracking up.
I stood up accordingly when I heard Lucius Malfoy curse, "Fuck off, Black."
"Make me, Malfoy." I could almost hear the growl in the bottom of Sirius' throat as he said that.
Hoping to convince Sirius it wasn't worth it I said, "Come on Padfoot, we don't want to make a scene with the Professor's watching."
I saw Sirius gain a look of restrain and then a look of snooty pleasure, then back to his original glare when Malfoy commented.
"Aw. Is Scrappy Loony Loopy Lupin scared?" Then I heard a soft, melodic voice speak out.
"Fine but only because you asked so, dearest Narcissa." I was grateful for Narcissa's help in the matter.. I mean she wasn't really trying to help me.. she was just trying to restrain Malfoy before he lost points for Slytherin. Stupid Slytherin Girl.
Sirius had mocked at first, "Dear Narcissa, stay out of where your nose doesn't belong..or shall I say stay out of the bed you don't belong to," Sirius had finished. And my respect for him lowered. Just as eyes widened.
"Sirius Orion Black, I know you didn't mean what you just said." I heard Narcissa, I mean Black, say softly, but with a strong glare.
"Oh but dear Narcissa, Malfoy doesn't seem to be backing you up. And that concludes the.. mentioned." It was true though, Malfoy just sat there, and looking unfazed. I guess Narcissa wasn't as loved by him as some people thought. The perfect Slytherin couple, was what they were called. I'd never heard Narcissa speak, except when called upon in Classes. She spoke with little confidence, but sweet and soft, yet with sophistication. Is that possible?
Suddenly a sickening *SMACK* was heard. Narcissa, I mean Black, had stood up and slapped her cousin as fast as lightning and fled the Great Hall. I looked over to James and Peter, James had been flirting with a Hufflepuff that sat close by and Peter had been watching him, as if taking notes, but now they both were looking at Sirius, who was still in shock slowly putting his hand up to the bright red handprint that laid upon his right cheek. Malfoy stood up, glaring daggers at Sirius, as did Snape. I closed my eyes. A fight was going to erupt. I didn't want to watch, so I quickly walked to our first class, Potions.
I knew I was going to get a scolding for ditching them, but I just couldn't handle it. I needed to breathe and I certainly couldn't do that between the glares. On the way to Potions, I noticed a head of long blonde hair and noticed he/she/it was shaking with sobs. The person, with lovely conditioned hair if I may add, turned around. It was the Ice Queen.
Narcissa Black.
A/N: I apologize again for the length of the chapters. I just had to make fillers and such. I'm sorry if this chapter was so predictable. I hate myself for writing it and posting it. But I must get to the important chapters. And don't fear.. I was just asking for 5 reviews to see for the response, AND I received three reviews from some of fanfiction.net's greatest writers. So I'm full of happiness. I NEED a beta-reader. If you would like to beta for me email me at angel_in_ruby@yahoo.com. I just suck at grammar and spelling. Review please!!
