Disclaimer: I own my...my...my...I dunno...But I don't own this.

Warnings: Slash, Language.

Author's Note: Told ya.

Narcissa Malfoy's POV

A mother, a wife, a Malfoy…and a spy.

This was my life. Not necessarily in that order.

A mother: I love Draco, with all my heart. It killed me to see him become so reclusive after his visit with Voldemort. I checked up on him while he was sleeping and was unnerved to find not one single spell had been used on him. Not one jinx, hex or curse. Hell, not even a charm. I still don't know exactly what happened to him, but that asshole did something to my baby, my only son.

A wife: Right, if you wish to call it that. My marriage to Lucius was purely for convenience, for whom, I am not sure. It was an arrangement, he provided me with a prestigious name and I provided him with an heir and a trophy wife.

A Malfoy: Cunning, intelligent, sly and a very capable liar. Though I was not born unto the name, I fit the bill perfectly. Then again, Malfoy's and Black's were quite similar.

A spy: You caught me. I admit it, I am a spy. For the light mind you. I have been since my sixth year in Hogwarts. I tried to cut my life away from my family, but I couldn't, so on days or weeks when Lucius was away, I would invite them over.

Sometimes it would be Nymphadora, sometimes it would be Sirius. I loved them both dearly and I wished with all my heart I could've raised Draco in a better life.

"Mistress Malfoy!" A house elf cried, I looked up and perked an eyebrow

"Yes Clara?" I asked, the house elf trembled slightly

"Master Malfoy is home, he requests your presence in the den. And he is angry Mistress, very angry."

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Lucius Malfoy's POV

I was mad. Not just mad. I was livid. And Lucius Malfoy is dangerous when he's mad. I just found out how the ministry knows all my moves before I do. Knows all my secrets, all my lies.

"NARCISSA!" I shouted up the stairwell,

"Yes Lucius?" Narcissa asked coldly from the door

"You insufferable bitch!" I went to strike her, but before I even raised my hand, she had her wand out. "How dare you raise your wand at me?" I screeched in a very undignified manner, she narrowed her eyes

"How dare you raise your fist at me? It's not going to happen anymore Lucius. My cover has been blown and I am leaving you…and your childish desires and such." She said in a dangerous whisper, she backed slowly out of the door and apparated away.

Muahahahahaha! I have made Narcissa good. Flame me for it, see if I care.

There, another shortish chapter. Sorry, but I've got other stuff I need to do -sigh-

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