AN: Narcissa Malfoy, as requested by Tigerlils . the . Chipmunk.
Narcissa Malfoy
Her normally prim and proper appearance was slightly offset as Narcissa Malfoy moved through the corridors. Several strands of hair were whisked out of her bun, making the witch look rather frantic and disheveled.
She needed to find Lucius, and tell him what she'd been thinking for far too long: that they needed to get away. Away from the Dark Lord and all his Followers, before their family was destroyed even further.
So Narcissa walked purposefully through Malfoy Manor, planning to first locate her hunsband, and then fetch Draco.
"Lucius?" She muttered, peeking into an open doorway. There were so many spare rooms of this house, no woman could keep track of them all. Naturally, she didn't recognize this room, and thus ventured inside.
The room was slightly dusty. She decided that she would have to chide the house elf for not cleaning up here. There was also what appeared to be a large mirror, standing against the wall...
She had never seen it before, but remembered Lucius telling her something about a mirror. Some possession of the late Albus Dumbeldore's if she recalled correctly.
There must have had some enchantment on it, because what she saw was not normal. There she was, a reflection of Narcissa Malfoy, but the worry lines that creased her forehead were gone, and her demeanor looked so much happier. Almost, content. There were also two others standing next to her. She had to check over her shouler to see if those two were actually in the room with her, but they weren't, only in the mirror. Draco was there, holding his mother's hand and smiling. She hadn't seen that smile in so long. Lucius was also there, looking like the man he used to be, before Voldemort had come back, and before this war.
For some reason, she knew that in this reflection, Draco and Lucius didn't have those horrid Dark Marks on their arms. They were in peace, without war, without hatred, and without death.
She let herself cry, then, because she knew that this wasn't right. That was not how things were. The mirror was showing her lies. Lies that would never become true.
But at least she could look at it and be happy for now.
AN: Next chapter will probably be Luna Lovegood. Reviews make me update faster, so you know what to do...