"Wake up! Narcissa ... wake up."
She did not move.
"Narcissa, I know you're awake."
Someone was breathing on her face, with a soft, mint-like aroma. A faint smile crossed her face but he appeared not to of noticed. His hands ran around her waist and he began to tickle her. She shot up violently, her hands indistinctively reaching for around his neck, her blonde hair brushing against his cheek. Her eyes adjusted, and she saw the grinning face of her cousin. Remus had not noticed, apparently. He was busy taking notes from his book. She removed her hands quickly from around Sirius.
"Well, thanks for waking me up, Padfoot."
"You are quite welcome, dear Cissy."
"I see you've decided to button up your shirt?" Narcissa leant back against the tree, brushing her blonde hair off her face. Sirius grinned at her, flicking his dark hair out of his sparkling blue eyes. She couldn't help but to smile back at him.
"Yeah," he paused to casually flick his wand at Wormtail, who shot several yards away from them. "Whoops." he said sarcastically with a ghost of a smile. Narcissa giggled, looking at Wormtail who had landed somewhat uncomfortably on his backside. James was playing with the stolen Snitch; catching it with evident talent. Remus glanced up after a moment or so, and looked at Narcissa. "I see you've woken up." his smile was somewhat strained.
Narcissa returned a vibrant smile, and sat next to him, glancing at his notes. "Why are you noting the strategies in this book, Remus?"
He blushed at her being so close, although he was used to it. "Just for the future."
James snorted. "What's gonna happen in the future; we're all gonna die by Voldemort and/or the death eaters?" he shook his head. "Call me selfish Remus, but I think you're a bit over the top with that statement."
Remus sighed, but didn't bother to consult his friends anymore with possibilities of the future. "We better go back to the castle."
"I can't be bothered getting up," said Sirius.

"Me neither." sighed Narcissa, nestling against the tree and watching the lake. Remus glared, much to her suprise. "Stay, Remus - it's a nice evening ..."
"No." he picked up his things and shoved them in his bag with such force, she thought it may rip. He dropped his bag with a heavy thud, then beckoned to Narcissa to come with him. "Come here ..." she stood, rather relucantly, and he took her hand and walked off with her around the lake. "You do like me, don't you?" he asked, pausing by some trees as they gazed over at their friends. James was now throwing Wormtail into the lake. She smiled at what James was doing, then turned to Remus.
"I love you, and you should always remember that."
A doubtful expression flickered across his face for a nano-second. He stepped closer to her; their noses briefly touching. "I've never really had a girlfriend before," he told her, his hand stroking her face gently. "So, I was wondering ... do you really want to go out with me?"
"Yes-"
"Think about it Narcissa. If you really do ... then kiss me like you never have before." His eyes seemed to mock her unspoken opinion, his hair falling over his eyes. She smiled, stroking his face. She stepped closer, their bodies now touching. Her hands wrapped around him, and she leant in to kiss. It was simply electric; it was as if little sparks were shooting out of their mouths and into the air around them. Birds fluttered above them and the only sound was over their mouths locking together, and the sound of the calm lake's miniature waves. Her lips pressed gently yet longingly against his; he responded as delicatley. His hands traced down her back, coming to rest around her waist. The kiss ended; they remained close. "I want you to answer me one thing, Narcissa," he murmured, inhaling her light fragrance as he ran his hands through her hair.
"Anything," she replied, leaning close for another kiss.
He paused. Dare he ruin a special moment?
Yes.

"Do you ... fancy-your-cousin?"
"Sorry - I didn't quite get that ..."
"I said," Remus swallowed his anger, "do you like your cousin?"
"Sure, Sirius is awesome."
"No, Narcissa."
She looked at him enquiringly.
"I mean like, like."

"Oh god, no! That'd be sick!" her eyes bored into his.
"Really." He tilted his head to one side, a disbelieving stance in his manner. "Then why do you flirt with him so much?"
"I don't!"
"Yes, you do. Unintentionally, perhaps," he let go of her, "but you do so."
"Any examples of my alleged flirtations?" she was beginning to get angry now.
He nodded, as if bored already. "One, you slept on him."
"If I recall," said Narcissa heatedly, "you TOLD me to."
He shook his head, as if trying to emphasise that the sarcasam in the words he said should of been noticed. "Secondly, you're always holding him close to you and kissing him-"
Narcissa pushed him, hard. "You complete IDIOT, Remus Lupin! Has it not occured to you that my cousin, his brother, has just died? HE WAS GRIEVING. I WAS COMFORTING HIM - IS THAT SO HARD TO COMPHREND?"
"Narcissa, please don't raise your voice-"
She began to pace up and down, hands on hips, wearing an indignant expression. "Yes, I think she's handsome," she said, speaking his unasked question, "And yes, I do like him. I love him, actually."
Remus glowered.
"As a FAMILY member. Dear god Remus, use your common sense."
"Maybe I am," he shot back at her, walking away. "Maybe I am."