A/N- I don't own anything. Not the characters, just the story line and my feeble imagination.

The morning sun basked into the bedroom at precisely 6am. The birds were singing and the trees were dancing to the gentle morning breeze. Everything was full of joy, yet the only person to be left out was Narcissa. The feeling of malice was boiling in her blood.

Narcissa rose out of bed warily and gazed at her reflection in a nearby mirror. The sight looked as if it were dragged straight out of a nightmare or horror movie. The deeds of last night were vividly marked across her body. Many bite and grab marks stained her arms and legs while a deep aubergine coloured bruise covered the left side of her face. Deep scars were protruded across her back and blood had desiccated on her stomach. Her womanhood was aching furiously. She quietly opened a drawer and pulled out a single razor blade. She gently pierced her skin till she drew blood. A sigh of relief withdrew from her. Cutting for Narcissa, had been a way of releasing pain, and forgetting ominous thoughts. Narcissa always contemplated whether she should give up and take her life but then it would be as if Lucius won. It seemed as if Lucius wanted to torture her so much that she would take her life.

Quickly attempting to hide the marks, Narcissa carefully patted face powder over her face and body. But none prevailed as the bruises and scars were still easily seen over the makeup. She quickly dressed, putting on a black long sleeve dress that fell to her ankles. She had a sharp pain in her stomach that reminded her of a cruel past.

Flashback

At six months pregnant, Narcissa had become quite accustomed to her balloon sized stomach. She often felt her child kick inside her. She already had thought of names for her little baby, Mandalay- Rose for a girl and Cedric-Thomas for a boy. Even little Draco, who was ten, was excited to have a little brother or sister to play with. The only person who didn't join in with the festivities was Lucius.

"How am I supposed to satisfy myself with you being as big as a whale? Only dirty common whores become pregnant for the second time. You disgrace me" and with that Lucius spat on his wife.

"Aren't you at least happy we'll have pitter pattering of little feet around this huge manor? It's our little baby" Narcissa happily rubbed her stomach

"Happy? I have a whore for a wife and a child because of your ignorance. Have I taught you nothing? Does anything penetrate that numb skull of yours? I assume it was because you were a Black. You are worthless, dirty and a cancer upon my existence. The mere sight of you makes me want to throw up"

"Please don't talk to me like that. I'm not like that. I'm not a dirty whore, I am your wife and am loyal to only you"

"You are what I tell you. I told you that you were a whore, that's what you are and will ever remain to be"

Lucius slowly walked up to Narcissa so that their noses were half an inch apart. Narcissa was truly unknown to what he was going to do to her. He slowly put his hand to her face and cupped her cheek. As with a swift and fast movement he slapped her as hard as he could muster, making Narcissa fall to the ground. His outline moved closer towards her, meaning that he hadn't finished his torture ritual. She felt his hard boot into her stomach. Instinctively she covered her stomach and turned her back towards him when she felt another hard kick into her spine.

"Please stop Lucius, please the baby" Narcissa cried and pleaded. Lucius kept going. More kicks in the stomach, blows to the face and scratches in her arms. She was well unconscious before he stopped.

Narcissa woke three days later to their house elf Dobby bathing her wounds. "Is Madam feeling better?"

"Yes, but my stomach still pains me, please will you call for a mediwitch as soon as possible Dobby?"

"Yes Dobby will Madam, Dobby call right away"

It had been a long four hours wait until the mediwitch had come. She had, in a flash cleared up the dark bruises and grazes on her body. The mediwitch had obviously known she had been beaten up but didn't ask, as the Malfoy family was a feared sort.

"I believe that you are pregnant madam?"

"That is correct"

"Can you tell me if you were injured anywhere on or near your stomach?"

"Yes, both on and near"

"Have you had any bleeding from your vagina since your accident?"

Narcissa was unsure. Narcissa started shaking and sweating. She was reading the signs, seeing that these questions obviously meant something. Narcissa went and checked her underwear.

"Yes I have been bleeding, and yes it was from my accident"

"Have you felt your baby kicking since you regain consciousness?"

Narcissa froze. A single tear fell from her left eye. She stroked her stomach carefully as if she were asking her daughter/son to be to give a sign of life. She crawled into fetal position and started to cry.

"Madam, I'm sorry to bother you again with this but you have to answer me. Have you felt your baby kick?"

"N-n-no, NO I HAVEN"T"

"I'm really sorry madam but I have to give you this potion. In a few days time you will give birth to your baby. I'm going to be back here. If you need to talk about anything or need a shoulder to cry on, I'll be here for you. Please take this potion now and have a lot of rest"

Narcissa did nothing but sleep. She couldn't bear to tell her son that he wouldn't have a playmate anymore. She couldn't understand that her husband was such a cruel monster and could administer such brutal behavior towards herself. No one deserved this, not to lose something they loved so much. Three slow days had passed. Lucius didn't even bother to check if she was still alive. The mediwitch turned up at 2:30pm.

"How are you feeling Madam? If you don't mind I would like you to please sit with your legs stretched out, this procedure won't take longer than 5 minutes"

Narcissa did as she was instructed to, and with that a sliding feeling passed through her stomach. The mediwitch was holding something. She couldn't bear to look at her baby. It wasn't crying. It didn't move. It was so still and cold. It was a girl. Narcissa couldn't do anything but cry again. She held her baby close.

A day passed and Narcissa choose to tell Draco that he wouldn't have a sibling anymore.

"But mummy where did she go?" asked Draco.

"Up to heaven to play with the angels" said Narcissa

"Will she ever come back mummy?"

"No, but one day Draco, when your time has come, you will too play with her and the angels"

"Mummy what was her name?"

"Mandalay- Rose"

They had a little burial for Mandalay-Rose. Only Draco and Narcissa attended. She now lies under the big, old elm tree. Sometimes when Narcissa needs to think, she goes and talks to her little girl. No one knew the truth about how little Mandalay died. And the person who was responsible didn't and never would care.

End of Flashback

A/N- please let me know what you think! All reviews are greatly appreciated! Thanks to my reviewers. Sorry for the delay in chapters!