The Dark Lord had demanded that his servants be loyal. It was odd, he sneered and made fun of the Hufflepuff house yet loyalty was their main trait. But no one ever questioned him about this fact, or maybe someone did and he just killed them and that's why I had never heard of it happening. The Dark Lord demanded loyalty yet he had recruited mainly Slytherins, cunning, ambitious, sneaky Slytherins who despised Hufflepuffs and their silly loyalty just as much as he did. But, even with this being said, most of the Dark Lord's servants were loyal, and that was just the way he liked it.
I had always wondered how the Crabbes Goyles managed to make it into the House of Slytherin year after year. Of course, both of these families were pureblood, though I often speculated if there was some troll ogre blood mixed in, and they were both well off in the money department, but they lacked cunning. They were too stupid of a lot to be cunning, or sneaky, or even ambitious. I could only assume they lacked the brains for Ravenclaw, the bravery for Gryffindor, and they hated Hufflepuffs to much to be placed anywhere other than Slytherin. So they were loyal to the Dark Lord, partly because they weren't smart enough to do anything else and partly because they were stupid enough to believe everything he said was true.
The Zabinis were a very ambitious family. They had been putting wizards into Slytherin ever since they came to Britain. Everyone was shocked when they did not immediately jump on the Voldemort ban wagon, but I know exactly why they did not. They saw far too many opportunities in the muggle war for them to want to destroy it, but they also saw the possibility of Voldemort winning the war so they chose to sit out of the fighting. They did not belong to either side, but they were not hated by the light or the dark either.
The Notts and the Blacks though, they were the embodiments of Salazar himself. They were cunning, ambitious, sly, and deceitful. I was not surprised when I learned that the Notts were spies for the light. The Dark Lord offered them a life under his rule while Dumbledore offered them a chance to bring him down and an opportunity to take his power for themselves (he didn't word it that way, he said something about the greater good and peace or something to that affect.)
My own Aunt Walburga however chose the other side. She was openly anti-muggle and her husband followed her blindly. Her mother was a Crabbe after all. And I am almost certain my Uncle Orion is actually the product of his mother having an affair with a Goyle. My parents felt they were superior to everyone, muggle or wizard alike, so they did not particularly like the idea of bowing down to some random half-blood. They were killed and Bellatrix and I moved in with our Uncle and Aunt right after Sirius ran away from home, she was 16 and I was fourteen. We were both young and innocent (though I slightly more so then Bellatrix) and we, a long with Regulus) believed everything they told us… for awhile.
When I was fifteen I went on my first date with Lucius Malfoy. I was so excited; I took an hour extra to get ready. He had graduated the year before but I had been enamored with him since I first saw him. I was practically in love when he kissed my cheek at his graduation and fully in love by the time I turned fifteen. I could hardly believe that I was actually going on a date with him. The only problem was that Sirius and his friends had taken to sabotaging any dates that Bellatrix and I went on. I for one didn't want this date ruined so I told him of my troubles and we came up with a plan, a plan that included polyjuice potion. All I had to do was steal a few hairs from two people Sirius didn't associate with. I chose two random Ravenclaws and pulled off the plan flawlessly. They both had detention today (thanks to me) so they wouldn't be going to Hogsmeade today. I took my potion a few minutes before him so we could get out of the castle without Black seeing us.
On my request Lucius did not take me to Madame Puddifoot's, it's a horrid place horrid, and instead we went to The Three Broomsticks for butterbeer. We had been there for forty five minutes; we had barely noticed we had finished out butterbeers and were going to head back to the castle in a few minutes since the potion only lasts an hour when it happened. Back then Voldemort wasn't quite as feared; he was barely a house hold name. He led minor attacks on muggle towns and such but nothing major. He had never attacked a prominent magic community before, this was his first time.
I looked wildly around for Lucius; we had been separated when everyone in the pub rushed out to see where the yells were coming from. There was yelling and people running everywhere. It looked like a war zone in the town I once thought was so cute and quaint. I spied a black haired head running into an alley that looked like the boy Lucius had been impersonating I quickly followed after.
When I came to the end of the alley I found it led to a small open space behind the shops. There in the snow lay an unconscious Lucius (a Lucius that looked like Carodoc Dearborn, a muggle-born) Lying next to him was a barely awake James Potter who was trying to stop Lucius' bleeding with his school robe. Would he be doing that if he knew that was really Lucius Malfoy, a Slytherin? It was obvious that Lily and James had come right when Voldemort was about to finish off Lucius and they had fought him. Lily was sporting buts and bruises and she was obviously weak but she still stood defiantly against The Dark Lord. She was so brave. None of them had noticed me yet. I looked at Lucius' body once more and I felt my vision go read as undeniable rage ran through me.
"You bastard!" I wasn't thinking as I jumped out into the open just as Lily was blown back into the wall. I was throwing jinxes at a man who was obviously much more skilled than I but I didn't care. He tried to kill the man I loved and almost succeeded. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I sent every jinx school, Bellatrix, and the library had ever taught me. I dodged almost every jinx he through at me and the most shocking thing about the whole thing was that I wasn't dead yet.
"Well, well, well, Narcissa, I expected you to have better tastes than a filthy mud blood. You two were on a date right?" I hadn't even felt my disguise wearing off. I heard Lily Evans gasp behind me as she recognized me. It must have worn off while I was fighting.
"Stupefy! Petrificus totalulas!" The first spell hit him square in the chest and the other right in the face as he was blown backwards. I quickly released another spell and ropes bound there way around The Dark Lord. What had I done? He had recognized me? I turned towards Lily and James and saw that Lucius' disguise had also worn off. Surprisingly James still held his robes on his bleeding side. I was still in such a shock that I kept my wand raised and my mouth was open in shock. I barely noticed when Sirius came running in.
"Narcissa, I should have guessed, you and Bellatrix were probably the first ones to bow down to him," He had practically snarled my name and that was enough to knock me half way out of my shocked state, enough to lower my wand at least."Good, you're giving up. You never were very brave. Slimy Slyth-."
"Sirius shut the bloody hell up. Don't ever you dare insult her; don't ever say she is a coward." It was James who had spoken, not that shocking, I doubt Evans has ever cursed in her life, and Sirius turned to him.
"James, what are you doing? Did you just tell me not to insult someone who was about to attack you. Look what she did o Evans! Have you gone mad?" James fixed a cold glare on his best friend.
No, I just told you not to insult someone who saved both me and Lily's lives and did that to Voldemort!" He pointed his finger to where Voldemort's petrified body lay.
"Oh" That was pretty much all Sirius could say in such a situation. I let a sad smile make its way on to my face.
"You're right. I saw Bellatrix attacking your friend on my way here," All three of their faces turned worried. Everyone knew how vicious Bella was. "Don't worry, he knocked her out. I was quite surprised, given the time of month, that his magic was so strong."
"Yeah well that's Remus, he is- Wait! Did you just say- do you- you- how-?" Sirius was sputtering. Was this twice in a row I have rendered him speechless, impressive.
"Anyone with half a brain can figure it out. The shack was silent before he came to Hogwarts, Andromeda and the Tonks guy used to use it to make out in. Plus the scars, you four falling asleep into your breakfast the morning after the full moon, how his grandmother had croaked eight times now and how her many funerals are always scheduled on a full moon. Plus the marauders suddenly reading everything they can about the subject and how a werewolf doesn't have bloodlust after animals, including animagi. Like I said, anyone with half a brain could figure it out if they were at all observant." That last word was the reason I figured it out. I usually just stood and watched from the sidelines so I had become very observant.
"Wow. Did you tell anyone?" I shook my head. Who did I have to tell? "Well, it sounds like we have a lot to thank you for.
That was the first time Lily Evans and James Potter defied the Dark Lord, but it was also the first time Lucius and I did the same. Later I learned that it was also the first time the Longbottoms defied him as well, apparently they were the first ones to fight him. But I would not learn that till later, so it hardly mattered to my fifteen year old brain. All that really mattered was that Lucius was going to be all right and that for once I felt as if I had friends. Lily probably would have inducted me into her group right then and there but I only spoke to them in secret. Sirius once asked me why I didn't run away like he did, he was sure the Evans' would house me as the Potters did him but I could only smile and tell him I was not a Gryffindor. He didn't speak to me for weeks.
AN: So what do you think? This is basically the story of how Draco could have been the Boy- Who- Lived. Next chapter will be up soon. Please review and tell me what you think.
