Hello! Major thanks to FireFantasma because she rules! I recommend reading her story, a DG fic, because it rules too! Anyhow, here is the next chapter. Tada! Hope you all enjoy it!

Liz watched Narcissa in awe; she was, of course, a marvel to the young girl. Head up, and graceful, Narcissa had stood up to the mean men in the other room. Morna just watched the woman wearily; they weren't in the clear just yet.

"Where are you taking us, ma'am?" It always helped to be polite. She watched the woman's expression carefully, looking for lies.

"Why to get a hot bath… and some new clothes... and a comfy bed. How does that sound?" Narcissa's head turned to smile down at Morna, whose face remained carefully blank. Inside, the young girls head was reeling with conclusions. Was this a plan; to lure them into a false sense of security? What Lucius had done (tricking them to going with him—TWICE!) had muddied her trust for the whole lot in this house.

Liz on the other hand, did a little gleeful skip. "Really? You would do that?"

Narcissa frowned, "Of course," She looked down at the girls, "How did you two get to be so dirty anyhow?" The girls were saved from answering, for Draco cried out:

"Mum, their muggles!" His eyes were wide as saucers, anticipating his mother's reaction. He was in for a shock.

"I know, you silly boy." Laughed Cissa fondly, "Here we are, in any case. You two stay right here, don't move" She told the girls.

Morna glanced around. They were in a long hallway, yet there were only three doors, one directly on the left, on the right, and then one a few feet off. The girls watched Narcissa lead the boys into the room on the right, her slender hands on their shoulders. Liz peeked through the opening of the door and saw splashes of black, white, silver, and green. Then the door closed softly. With a sigh, she turned to Morna.

Morna had sat down on the floor; leaning against the door opposite the one Liz had kept her eye on. She had that calculating look on her face, but her eyes were closed. Her scrunched up eyebrows gave here a pained look. Liz slid down next to her cunning sister. "Are we in trouble?" She breathed.

"No." She opened her dark eyes, training them on her sister. "Everything will be fine. Don't worry about it."

Liz let out a choked whimper. "I'm scared. Where are we?" No tears fell, she just shook slightly. With a shudder, the young girl laid her head on her protector's lap. "I'm scared, Morna…"

Morna glared down the hallway. Emotion was not her strong point; seeing her sister upset made her blood boil. "Where ever I am, you are safe. I have no idea where we are, I barely understand how we got here, hon. But this woman seems nice enough. We will be fine." She pulled her sister up, looking her in the eye. "There is no time to break down."

Liz sighed. There never was. Liz nodded serenely. Her sister always acted the same; it was a comporting similarity.

Narcissa came out, closing the door behind her. She smiled down at the girls. "Up, up, come on, into the bath for you." The girls scrambled out of the way as Narcissa opened the door they had been leaning on. Narcissa led them inside.

Liz let out a gasp. Behind the door was an amazing, extremely girly room. Everything was a luscious, velvety purple color. Two gigantic beds sat against one wall. Both had a heavy canopy and a corresponding nightstand. A large armoire was on the other side of the room. One door was open, exposing stunning dresses and a full length mirror. The best thing about the room was that every single piece of furniture was child sized. Liz couldn't help but whisper, "Does a princess live here?" She looked up at Narcissa hopefully, "Will we get to wait on her? Brush her hair and stuff?"

Narcissa frowned. Did the idea of this being there room seem so unreal that this young girl had not even thought of it? "No, dear, this room is for you. Now come along, the bathroom is just through his door." But Liz hadn't followed. She was staring at Narcissa in awe. A tear rolled down her dirty cheek, leaving behind a moist trail.

"Really, all of this is for us?" Narcissa nodded.

"Of course, you have to sleep somewhere. But you are not climbing into bed with all that muck. Not in my house." She smiled kindly. Morna gave her sister a gentle push. They trailed into the bathroom.

This room was equally exquisite. A bath tub the size of a small swimming pool was the main feature. It had at least twelve golden faucets. Everything seemed to be fashioned out of marble or gold, really. Delicate paintings of water sprites decorated the walls and ceiling. (Not in frames, but directly on the wall.)

"Well girls, I assume you know how to set up a bath for yourselves?" Narcissa would have had house elves come to help the girls wash and dress, but she did not want to overwhelm them. As it was, they nodded numbly. "Well then, I'll leave you alone for the night. If you need anything, at anytime, just ring this bell," She pulled said bell from her pocket, it was of a small, glass variety, "and a house elf will come and help you." Further more, she pointed out the soap on the edge of the tub, along with other toiletries, and also showed them the pajamas they were to wear to bed. Their old clothes were to be put outside the door to be gotten rid of. After assuring that they had no questions, she left them to have their bath.

As Liz got undressed, Morna began the consuming task of deciphering the contents of each of the faucets on the tub. There were twelve in all. After confirmation from Liz, they decided that the faucets were as follows: hot water, cold water, rose perfume, rose scented bubbles, regular bubbles, bath gel, rose scented bath gel, and a lavender version of all of the above. They went with the lavender scent.

Liz giggled as she stepped into the tub; the tub got deeper, just like a pool, and on one end neither girl could even stand. After splashing around a bit, the girls settled down and began to scrub week's worth of grime from their pores. They choose this time to evaluate the situation.

Morna sighted, "It's like I said, we will simply have to put out trust in this woman; we do not have much of a choice."

Liz smiled happily; it this environment, it was hard to hold on to her fear. "She does seem nice enough, and we could get some rest. We haven't gotten any in a good bit."

Mona nodded thoughtfully. There was nothing else to say about the situation, it was what it was.

An hour and lots of splashes later, the girls were finally clean. When they drained the tub, they noticed a ring of grime around the edge. Too ashamed to acknowledge it, they let it be. What they didn't know was that by morning, the house elves would have seen to it.

The girls changed in to pajamas in front of two full length mirrors on one end of the elaborate room. Morna's pjs were black silk, a simple top and shorts. Liz's pajamas were also silken, but white. It was a long nightgown and lace trimmed the bottom. Both felt content and at home in these new clothes.

The girls took turns brushing each other's hair before heading into the adjoined bedroom. Climbing into bed, they were too tired and comfortable to even talk to each other, besides a quick goodnight. Both girls' last thoughts were that maybe this situation wouldn't be so bad after all…

THAT"S ALL FOR NOW, FOLKS! So, thanks again to my kind reviewer, FF! YOU RULE!

Anyhow, I am very proud of myself, this chapter is almost 3 pages long. I don't like to have too long of chapters, because then it would take forever to update, usually I just end when it feels like a good place to rest. So, au revoir for now. I really appreciate those reviews! Luv ya!

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