After they had kissed, Remus and Narcissa walked around the grounds, holding hands and talking about things. The morning sky grew lighter, the few stars that had remained dissapearing within a cloud. Eventually, they slowed down and stopped by an old tree, it's branches swaying in the light wind. "I think I love you," Narcissa told him dreamily, her eyes sparkling.
His own eyes appeared to be glittering too. "Only think?" He leant forward and pressed his lips on hers, pulling her into a tender embrace. His hands held her waist, her arms wrapping around his neck.
"WIT-WOO!"
They broke apart to see the taunting faces of Sirius and James watching them. "Did you get a photo of that, Padfoot?" James asked, picking up a clump of snow and throwing it over his shoulder carelessly. It ricoched off Wormtail's head, causing him to fall over, but James didn't seem paticularly bothered.
"Think so," replied Sirius, checking his camera. "Yep, got it right here."
"Seeing as you went to the trouble Sirius," Narcissa said sarcastically, "we might aswell see it." Sirius grinned in response and held up the photograph. Narcissa squinted slightly. It showed her speaking to Remus with a dreamy expression, then him replying, before kissing her. Then, there was the flash of the camera, and they turned, laughing to face Sirius and James.
"Wow, that's pretty good." Remus commented with a ghost of a smile.
"You can put it in your - photo book thing, that I gave you," said James helpfully, pushing his glasses up his nose. Narcissa smiled warmly at him, nodding in agreeance.
"Bloody hell - it took old Prongs simply AGES to cotton on about Remus and you, Narcissa," Sirius started.
"Yeah - we went on about it for a long time to him," continued James.
"But hopefully, we won't have to keep going on at him anymore." Sirius finished, looking smugly at Remus.
Remus inclined his head, smiling. "No - no you won't."
James yawned. "So, are you two going out now?" He put his hand in his pocket to retrieve a Chocolate Frog. Pressing it to his lips, he took a large, noisy bite out of it, before surveying the two again.
"Narcissa?" Remus glanced at her, an eyebrow slightly raised as he remained inquisitive.
"If you want to, Remus," she smiled.

Her smile. It was tantilizing him - mocking him unintentionally. He was part bloody Werewolf - what was he playing at? He couldn't be having a relationship with someone as pretty and intelligent as Narcissa. There were so many things to think about that he had just shoved aside. One of them being his little affliction, or as James called it 'his little furry problem.' Another was the family Narcissa came from. Pure blood mania. Surely they wouldn't accept him - he was a Gryffindor, and a cursed one at that. Andromeda was going out with Ted Tonks, though, and she was from a Slytherin background. Maybe, maybe they'd relent.
"Sure," he answered, his face rather hot. What was he meant to do now - kiss her again? Take her hand and walk along with her in front of everybody? In front of Lucius and Snape? Narcissa did not appear to see him dithering, but Sirius and James did. "Take her hand, Moony," whispered James from the side of his mouth. Remus obeyed, taking her hand in his own. It was ice cold, whereas his own hand was suprisingly hot. He felt guilty. It was as if he was leading her on. Sirius and James truged ahead, forgetting about Wormtail lying in the snow without another thought.

The fact that Narcissa Black had kissed Remus Lupin and was now dating him seemed to spread across the school faster than a killing spell - everyone seemed to be either whispering about the matter, or watching her with interest. "Look," Narcissa said fiercely to a few whispering fourth years who were staring at her as she walked past them with Sirius, Remus and James, "Do you WANT me to hex you?" They scattered, terrified. Well, they would be terrified, considering her sister was a Death Eater, along with the rest of her cronies. Bellatrix was, as far as Narcissa was concerned, still seeing an awful lot of Voldemort - outside of meetings, yet she was still going out with Rodolphus. Sirius pointed his wand threateningly at a third year who mentioned Narcissa, and he shrieked before scarpering.
"Well, well," said a silky voice from behind them. "Looks like dear old Lucius will have to forget any chance he would have with you, Narcissa."
"I - what?" Narcissa turned around, expecting to be looking at another gossiper, but she was only to be faced by Severus Snape. "Oh, hello Severus."
"What do you want, Snivellus?" Sirius glared at Snape, whose smile unfolded calmly onto his face.
"Calm yourself, Black," Snape replied coldly, his dark eyes boring into Sirius's, "Or I may have to report you for hexing innocent children."
"Innocent when they're DISCUSSING me?" Narcissa said incredulously, her hands resting on her hips.
Snape paused. "That is rude of them, yes," he began, "but innocent none the less." And with that, he turned away, looking rather smug with himself. His cloak swirled around him with it's extra long sleeves, making him look ludicriously bat like.
"What's HIS problem?" James said spitefully, glaring at Snape's dissapearing back.
Sirius shrugged.
"People like him don't always need a reason, James." Pulling his wand out, Sirius examined it absent mindedly, before putting it back. Remus was smiling beningly, not letting the words people were speaking bother him more than necessary. "I'm going to the common room for a while," Narcissa told them, then directing her goodbye to Remus by kissing his cheek. Sirius and James pretended not to notice by having a coughing fit. Rolling her eyes, she waggled her fingers at Sirius and James before departing towards the Dungeons.

After answering the password to a rather grumping looking portrait, she was permitted into the common room. Bellatrix was sitting on the emerald couch, ashen faced. Next to her was Lucius Malfoy, who had been heatedly discussing something with Bellatrix, but at Narcissa's arrival, his face smiled and the argument ceased. His eyes were lifeless. No emotion, apart from the wicked smile, was shown on his aging features. He looked tired. His usually pale skin had accquired a grey-ish tinge to it. His hair, ususally thick, was thinning around his head. Bellatrix spoke, eventually, breaking the awkward silence. "Andy has a fiance - that bloody mudblood!" Her voice came out several pitches higher than normal, her eyes brimming with instant hate and dislike to their younger sister.
"What mudblood?" Narcissa pretended she didn't know Andromeda was dating the elusive Ted Tonks. She sat on the arm of the couch, her blonde hair curling neatly around her chest. Bellatrix snorted impatiently, tossing her dark hair. Her heavy-lidded eyelids seemed rather tired; they kept drooping. "Ted Tonks. I'm writing to mother about it - it's inacceptable."
Narcissa was shocked. "No, Bella, don't. I'll speak to Andy - she has to tell mother herself. Give her one week or so to do it."
Bellatrix looked at her suspicously. "Why so tense, Cissy?"
"I'm not - it's just better if she does it herself." Narcissa replied quietly.
Bellatrix snorted, and rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she pouted, "just make sure you talk to her. You better get going." She gestured to the portrait door pointedly. "Bye, Cissy - don't forget, you only have a week."
"Yes, bye Cissy dearest." Lucius called to her, his voice like honey. It was more sickening, rather than sweet. Shuddering, Narcissa climbed out of the portrait, making her way back to the Gryffindor common room.