Wow! I had hoped that this little piece would be warmly received and it seems it has. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! This is the reason why I write, well that and that I enjoy writing. But I like the fact that people are enjoying what I write. It just means so much, so thanks again.
In response to questions and comments:
Macey Muse: Lol! Yeah, I do have a bit of a fixation with French, don't I? That and German as well. What Draco says in Summer With The Grangers rings true of me - I studied it all through High School but had 2 years off and only just got into it again last year. I really struggle to speak it but can understand presque tout que j'entends... ;-)
Cate: Ooh, I thought I got the date right, unfortunately I misread the Lexicon. I did in fact consult it about the real date of Hermione's birthday but assumed that because Harry was born in '80, I assumed Hermione was as well. Then for some unknown reason I didn't read the Lexicon properly. When I get up to the main storyline, I will change the dates. For now, I just wanted to get the main prologue up and running. But thanks for pointing it out... :-)
Little Black Poko-chan: Re: the first thing that you wrote, you will just have to find out! The second, a plot bunny just means a plot that someone may have that they wish for someone to adopt because they are unable to think up a storyline for. Hence it got its little nickname because they are usually described as being kind of cute and fluffy and that need to be adopted. Well, that was my understanding anyway.
LondonsLegend: Well, I haven't quite shortened it but I did break it up. You're the lucky one (aside from my flatmate) who has read the original up until the main storyline. I have also sent you the first chapter of the main plot as well... Lemme know how you think it is but don't fee that you have to rush to get it back.
13th January, 1980
Early next morning, Narcissa woke up completely disoriented. She was lying in a double bed, naked and lying next to a just as naked male sleeping peacefully beside her. She suddenly realised where she was and who she was lying next to. The previous night's events came flooding back to her; everything from hers and Bella's little discussion before this whole thing, as well as the 'whole thing' that had now given her something to think about other than what to do after Hogwarts.
She had put herself into a completely horrible situation for a pureblood witch. On the one hand, she was betrothed to a young man who would no doubt be able to keep her for many lifetimes, but would he ever love her? On the other was a man who seemed perfect in every way except for two major flaws; he was a Muggle – scorned upon by those of her pedigree in her world, the other being that he was not very rich. Despite his assurances that he would be quite wealthy upon graduating from university, that was still two years away. Although this flaw did not bother her as much as the former.
The only way that she could see fit to get around this was to run away from the Wizarding World. Not impossible but so close to it that it really wasn't worth it. It looked like her choice had been made.
Looking around quickly, she scouted out her clothes and ran into the bathroom to get changed.
Why did this have to happen now? She wondered. What happened to it being a quick night?
She felt horrible for Robert, knowing that after leaving his flat, it would appear that she had led him on completely but that was not true by any means. It was just that he would never understand how complicated her life was and why she had to go. Oh how she wanted it to be different! This would never happen of course, she being who she was and him being who he was.
Narcissa wandered back into the bedroom to see that Robert was still sleeping. She smiled to herself.
It's of little wonder. He really did put up quite a good performance last night.
Sighing to herself, she removed herself from the room with one last lingering look at the sleeping form in front of her.
It felt wrong to simply leave. It was not what she had been brought up with. Etiquette formed a great part of her life and it would not fail her now.
She found a lined sheet of paper in an exercise book and a pen and wrote a leaving note. Looking over it no less than 5 times, she left the note in clear view on the kitchen table along with a pen resting on it.
Inspecting the little flat once more in a form of goodbye, Narcissa turned to the door and left the Muggle World – along with a life full of love and freedom – for (what she thought would be) ever.
Comments:
There doesn't seem to be any explanations required here but I do apologise for it being so short. I was going to put it in as a part of the previous chapter and then wondered whether to put it in as the next chapter but decided against it. There is a bit of a cliffy at the end of this and I think it kind of needed to be uploaded on its own rather than with the next chapter. So you'll just havta wait till tomorrow when I think I should be able to upload.
However, I don't have a great deal written at the moment so will encounter so you may have to wait a bit b/w uploadings. I hope that you can all be relatively patient with this because as I think I said before, it's an interesting plot and I really wanna have a go at it to see if I can pull it off.
See y'all!
