Title : I'll show you mine…

Fandom : Harry potter

Genre : Slash, angst. (slightly AU maybe)

Pairing : so far, Draco/Justin Finch-Fletchley/Neville

Note : Companion to "I thought you cared" (Krezip "I apologize")

Summary : Neville wonders what it's like to have friends; Justin and Draco have to share a compartment on Hogwarts express because they both have some issues with their respective housemates…

Part eighteen in omniscient pov

It's taking over, feels like familiar regret
It gets me started, there's many things I should have said I

I find it hard but I'll try, I'll try

The dimly lit room was filled with the rich odour of jasmine, mingled with a hint of citrus. The walls, soberly, still warmly decorated, were painted a dark shade of emerald green and highlighted by a few sinuous yet elegant silver lines.

From the corner of the divan of Persian saddlebags on which she was lying, sucking on the tip long cigarette, Narcissa Malfoy could barely make out the silhouette of her visitor as he silently stood in the shadowed doorway.

Her eyes, though half-lidded, shone in the dim light of an almost entirely consumed candle. Her skin, smooth-looking and pearly white, was the skin of a woman whose days were solely rarely spent outdoor while her long, platinum blond hair gave an almost ghost like air to her slightly pointed, aristocratic features.

Those clear, crystal-blue eyes seemed to never leave him as he slowly made his was towards her. His calm, composed white face completely unmoved by the smirk she was aiming at him.

"Good evening, Severus" she hisses, sitting up with catlike grace to greet him. "The houseelves told me you wish to speak to me…"

"Good evening, Narcissa" he answers with cautious politeness "There are, indeed, matters that I wish to discuss with you."

"And what kind of matters would that be ?"

"Matters concerning your son, Draco, and his well-being, Narcissa… I just thought you should know that his father has been attempting to take him away from Hogwarts… by force." He starts, conversationally.

Paling slightly, she opens her eyes wide and stares at him with those fascinating blue eyes. She takes a deep breathe to compose herself and gracefully stands up to pass in front of him, her elegant brow furrowed in thought, her painted-red lips pursed…

"Lucius told me Draco wasn't spending the holidays with us… are you trying to tell me that my husband lied to me?" she hisses dangerously, taking a step closer to him.

"Maybe I am, Narcissa…" he frowns, looking away.

Annoying by his evasive ways, she takes another step closer and reaches up to seize his face between her hands and force him to meet her gaze.

"Don't you dare look away, Severus." She warns, her eyes throwing daggers.

"You're being immature." He sighs. "We're not children anymore. I'm not here to start an argument with you. I just thought you should know that your son's been attacked by his own father in the middle of Hogwarts."

Shaking her head in frustration, she pulls back and starts passing again, fingers massaging her pale temple in a futile attempt to calm herself down.

"Insufferable bastard!" she snaps, seething with barely contained rage. "How dare he? How? When I forbade him… what did I fucking do?"

"You married him." He stats, looking at her reproachfully.

"Yes… " she moans suddenly, tears of both remorse and frustration. "God, Severus, tell me Draco's alright. Tell me you kept my son out of harms way, please."

Time goes by now, but you can't seem to forget
I took for granted all of the things that I had
I know I hurt you, hear me out, hear me out

Calmly reaching for her, he gently pulls her down on the divan and sits himself beside her.

"I promised you, Narcissa, that I would do anything in my power to preserve your son from his father's madness… I did. Draco is safe with us… but you must help me find out what Lucius did to him."

"How would I know?" she sobs "I wasn't there… I wasn't there for my son… oh Severus…"

Swallowing nervously, he chastely starts rubbing her back to sooth her.

"I should have listened to you… I should have left him long ago…"

I understand the way your feeling
I know there are a million reasons
I let you down, but please just hear me out
before you walk away, before you walk away

Shaking with uncontained anguish, she cautiously leans in to hide her face in his shoulder and wrap her long, slim arms around his chest, pressing her lean body into his for reassurance.

"I've been so stupid… so stupid, Sev." She whispers against his neck. "You were right… and now it's too late to make it up to you…"

Silent, he carefully wraps his arms around her and starts rocking her in a soothing motion.

"If you could… only forgive me. Tell me it's okay… tell me you still love me. Even after everything I have put you through…" she moans softly.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he closes his eyes and squeezes her.

"I… never ceased to love you, Narcissa…" he breathes out. "All those years… hanging around you, in case you needed me."

Laughing brokenly, she pulls him closer and starts sobbing against him, spilling warm tears on his neck and shoulders.

"I've been sooo stupid…"

"We were both stupid, Narcissa… I, more than you for letting Malfoy lay his filthy hands on you… but what is done is done… right now, all that matters is protecting your son from Lucius."

For all the times,
For all the cries,
For all the pain I have caused I apologize,
Lay down my pride,
Give me one more chance before you walk away

End of part eighteen: huhu, took me quite a while to update this… sorry

But I had exams coming up and then… well I left for Bangkok and all.

Sorry, sorry '