-Fall-

1) Fall.

The days became shorter and cooler; fall was settling in. The leaves began to change colors and the sky turned red. She pulled out her warmer clothes and pushed back her summer clothes. Her mood was better with the cooler weather and she snuggled up to her husband during the night.

In early September, she found out she was pregnant. Her excitement bubbled over, but when it came time to tell Lucius, she grew nervous. What if he didn't want a child yet?

When she finally told him, he was ecstatic. It was going to be a very good autumn.

2) Chill.
(A/N: Sadly, this drabble is 105 words.)

Narcissa shivered and curled her body into the fetal position, burying her head under the covers. It was well passed midnight, Lucius was still working in his study and she was freezing. She hated sleeping without him next to her, to keep her warm.

Exasperated, she threw back the covers and hurried out of the dark room. She crept to her husband's study and pushed the door open. He looked up at her with a questioning gaze.

"I'm chilly," she told him.

He nodded, beckoning her forth. She smiled and waltzed to him. She climbed onto his lap, nuzzling his neck. He held her close.

3) Apples (or apple cider).

Apples. That's what she craved. All the time, night or day.

A bushel of them sat in the kitchen.

She took a bite of one. Juice ran down her chin. She went to wipe it away, but Lucius caught her arm. He brought his lips to her chin to kiss the juice away. His lips moved to hers and when he opened his mouth, she pushed her half-eaten apple piece into his mouth with her tongue.

He recoiled from her, making a face. Then he smirked, deciding to take advantage of her mood. "Shall we make some cider?"

Narcissa giggled.

4) Life/Death (one or both).
(A/N: Random baby in the first paragraph. =P )

The baby was gorgeous, Narcissa thought. A beautiful baby girl. Not hers, no, but a friends. Her eyes were wide and brown and she had a small tuft of blonde hair. Her mother was still glowing and looking adoringly at her newborn. Narcissa couldn't wait to the day she held her own child.

But that time wouldn't come soon. The following day, she woke up with terrible stomach cramps. In the bathroom, her knickers were covered in blood. She screamed. Lucius was at work; what was she to do? She felt frozen, but her body shook.

She'd lost her child.