Narcissa was sitting in her usual spot, a black chair placed next to the fireplace in the common room. She would sit here and read for hours while ignoring all the other people in her life. It was her time away from her sister, time away from studies and time away from all around people in general. Narcissa hated people they were annoying and emotional.

As Narcissa read she felt that she was being watched. Of course, this didn't seem completely unnatural to her, people often stared at her, it was a sign of envy or wanting that she just completely ignored. This feeling on the other hand was making her feel uncomfortable. She lifted her eyes from her book to see Lucius Malfoy sitting adjacent to her in front of the fire. His eyes were cold and staring.

"Do you mind?" Narcissa said looking over her book at him. Lucius just smiled at her and dropped the hand that had been placed under his chin.

"I do actually." He smirked cheekily. Narcissa just scoffed and looked back down at her book. She found it hard to concentrate though, Lucius was still looking at her and it was beginning to seriously shake her.

"Why are you staring at me?" She asked with a twinge of frustration in her perfect voice. Lucius kept his cheeky smirk as he tilted his head.

"I'm sorry, it's just… your hair. It looks very beautiful in the fire light." Narcissa rolled her eyes and mentally vomited.

"Yes, I've been told." She stated fixing her position so that it was facing away from Lucius.

"Your name is Narcissa isn't it?" Now Narcissa closed her book. She erected her back and her face looked forward with large eyes. Lucius smirked and watched her turn her head in his direction.

"You aren't sure?" Narcissa asked.

"I wouldn't have asked if I was sure." Lucius answered with a shrug.

"How can you not know who I am?" She asked sounding almost frantic. Lucius didn't answer right away he let her anger brew a bit.

"Well, I don't much care for other people." He said twirling his wand through his fingers as if this conversation was starting to bore him. Narcissa quirked an eyebrow, then she finally relaxed in her chair. Here was a guy with her same thought, but who was he? Narcissa realized she was much like him; she didn't care for people so she wasn't completely sure who some people were.

"And may I ask who you are?"

"Lucius Malfoy." He smiled. "Prefect."

"A prefect? Is that supposed to impress me?"

"No, but I threw that in there incase it might." He gave her another one of his dashing smiles, but Narcissa didn't seem to look fazed. She just looked bored.

"Does it impress anyone?"

"I've never used it on anyone to know."

"Your telling me I'm the first girl you've used that line on?"

"Any line for that matter, if you can call it that." Narcissa felt shocked, he never used lines on girls? That had to be a lie. There was no guy out there that didn't try specific devices to impress or 'get with' a woman.

"That's a lie." She said simply.

"No," Lucius shook his head. "I haven't seen a girl pretty enough to. The fact that I had to use a line just shows I had no confidence in myself."

"You're pathetic Mr. Malfoy." Narcissa stood up and held her book under her porcelain arm. She wasn't going to listen to him spout out more lines. Lucius stood up towering a foot over her.

"No, Ms. Black just determined." Narcissa tried to move past him, but Lucius wouldn't let her by. "Can I walk you to dinner?"

"No." Narcissa answered finally pushing past him.

"Till we meet again, then." Lucius smiled as he watched her head up the stairs to her dormitory. Narcissa was perfect for him; she just didn't know it yet. Lucius was fully confident that the bet was already won. He would have Narcissa by the end of the week; he would get the money and the bragging rights all in one swoop.

"Did I see you talking to Lucius Malfoy down there?" Bellatrix asked when Narcissa came into their bedroom. Narcissa looked up at her sister with a breathless look.

"You know him, Bella?" She asked sounding mildly surprised.

"Well, he is in most of my classes, and he's all girls will talk about." Bellatrix explained.

"I knew it." Narcissa said placing her book down on her desk just so. "I knew I wasn't the first girl he'd ever used a line on."

"Malfoy uses lines?" Bellatrix asked. "From what I heard he never gives the girls in our year the time of day. I heard he's got it bad for someone and they're all trying to figure out who." An evil smile then fell upon Bellatrix's gaunt face. "Oh… maybe its you, Cissa." Narcissa shook her head.

"No. It couldn't be. He just said he didn't even know my name until tonight."

"He didn't know who you were? How could he not know who you are?!" Bellatrix showed the same angry surprised feeling Narcissa was displaying earlier.

"Yeah, it was weird." Narcissa said simply. "I'm over it though, I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"But, Cissa! There has to be some kind of reason behind him all of a sudden coming onto you!" Bellatrix insisted. Narcissa began to undress for bed; she didn't want to talk anymore.

"Bella, boys do that to us all the time and you know it. Not everyone has a motive for evil." She said simply before sliding into bed. Bellatrix snarled and snuggled into her bed as well before turning out the lights.

The next morning Lucius got up early to give himself time to work on his appearance. As he began grabbing his towel and shampoos a grumbling from the bed next to his began to catch his attention. It annoyed Lucius all to hell that he had to share a room with four other gentlemen, but it was worse that the one in the bed beside him never really spoke.

"Sorry there, Snape." Lucius said feeling obligated to apologize since he woke his roommate an hour before he would usually get up. The student in the next bed raised a hand and waved it passively before dropping it and falling into a further sleep. Lucius shook his head, this was the only time he would have conversation with Severus Snape, early morning or late at night. The kid was always studying or sleeping.

Lucius shook his head and went on his way to the bathroom; tip-toeing as best he could by Rodolphus' bed. There was no way he was going to have Rodolphus wise to his plans. Lucius locked the bathroom door and took a nice, long, hot shower. He was done within a half an hour so that he had more time to work on other things like hair and uniform. He didn't want to look sloppy in the least bit today. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror coming back his hair and putting a bit of product in it to make it stay slicked back for the rest of the day. His hair was not that long, but it was important to keep the hair from his face. He then left the bathroom and began putting on his uniform.

"Well, you're up early." Dolohov smirked. He was laying in his bed still, but Lucius could tell that he was trying to wake himself up to get ready.

"The early bird catches the worm, Dolohov." Lucius smiled as he put on his socks. Dolohov stifled a laugh and looked over at Rodolphus who was still sleeping.

"Do you think I should wake him?" He asked looking at Lucius with a devil's smile.

"No." Lucius replied. "If he's not decent enough to set up an alarm clock to get himself up in the morning that's his fault." Dolohov laughed and rolled out of bed. Lucius watched as Dolohov slipped on his clothes and simply rolled on some deodorant. "Don't you want to shower?"

"Nah, I showered last night."

"I didn't even hear you come in last night, let alone the shower running."

"I didn't say I showered here." Dolohov gave a smirk and opened the door to the hallway. Lucius returned his smirk and punched him in the shoulder.

"You dog."

The two young men entered the common room. At this time of day it was pretty much empty. The only people up were those doing last minute homework or studying. Lucius sat on the couch and got comfortable. Dolohov looked at him sideways before sitting on the couch across from him.

"What are you doing?" He asked. "We usually go to breakfast early to avoid the rush." Lucius shook his head.

"We'll be fine, Dolohov, but I'm determined on getting a breakfast date." He smiled but kept his eyes firmly planted at the top of the stairs that lead to the girls' dormitories.

"I'm not waiting for that!" Dolohov laughed and got off the couch. "I'm getting some breakfast now, but I'll catch you in class." Lucius nodded as his friend left the common room. Now all he had to do was wait for her.

Ten minutes passed before a stirring was made at the top of the steps. Lucius focused hard, he was sure it was her; the light footsteps were his tip. Low and behold he caught the long golden hair and the bright blue eyes coming down the stairs. Narcissa looked at him briefly. She looked almost surprised that he was sitting there watching her come down on the stairs. Just when she was about to reach the bottom, Lucius jumped to his feet.

"Good morning, Ms. Black." He smiled as he offered her his hand. Narcissa looked down at his hand as if it had some kind of decease.

"Mr. Malfoy." She greeted him coldly. Lucius put down his hand but his smile never faded. "What can I possibly do for you?" Narcissa asked in the hopes of getting rid of him.

"I wish to take you to breakfast."

"I'm afraid I'm not hungry."

"But you ate no dinner last night."

"Yes, well, it seems every time I see you, I loose my appetite." Narcissa smiled cruelly in her head thinking that she would shake him, but Lucius continued to smile, laugh even. Narcissa quirked an eyebrow at his laughter, how can somebody laugh when they've just been burned? "You are an odd man, Malfoy."

"I'll take what I can get." Lucius shrugged and offered her his arm. Narcissa looked at it for a moment. She didn't really want any time with this buffoon at all, but something inside her kept nagging telling her to take the arm. She shook her head from the thoughts and walked by Lucius completely. Instead of being shaken he just followed her.

"Leave me alone." She growled as they walked down the hallway.

"I find myself not being able to." Lucius retorted.

"I'll put a hex on you." Narcissa threatened as she pulled out her wand.

"Please do." Lucius said in a more throaty voice. Narcissa shivered and kept walking.

"If you don't leave me be right now, I'll damage you in ways you never thought possible." She yelled beginning to loose her cool. Lucius just smirked, and that's what drove Narcissa off the edge. "What is wrong with you? Can't you seem to take a hint? Get lost!" Lucius stepped closer to her, throwing Narcissa off completely. Normally boys would run when she spoke like that, but instead Lucius came closer. So close in fact Narcissa found herself stepping backwards into the wall. Lucius didn't stop though; he pushed himself closer to her until their bodies were touching. Narcissa's breath became ragged as she was now shocked at his behavior.

Lucius saw this as a moment of weakness on her part and decided to go for the kill. He dipped his head to her level and planted his lips against hers. There was a moment where he thought she was giving in, but Narcissa pushed him away with a force Lucius wasn't expecting. From there Narcissa pointed her wand shouted some incoherent curses. Lucius pulled out his wand quickly to deflect the curses from hitting him. He smiled as curse after curse was flung at him. Finally Narcissa put down her wand and stood in front of him breathing heavily.

"Wow." Lucius said with a smirk. "I am really turned on right now." Narcissa screeched in frustration and grabbed her own hair.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" She screamed. Lucius just shrugged. Narcissa let out another loud exhaling of anger. She then, took a deep breath, recomposed herself, and started walking to the great hall. Lucius smiled as he watched her walk away. He decided it was best to give her a few moments before going to her again. At this time Crabbe and Goyle came around the corner to see Lucius leaning against a charred wall. Upon further inspection they noticed the whole area of the hall Lucius was in was burned to a crisp.

"What the hell happened here?" Goyle asked in shock.

"Nothing." Lucius smiled before pushing himself off the wall and heading for the great hall. Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other with wide eyes.

A/N: I can't stop writing now, obviously.