"Let the game begin!" shouted McGonagall, and with that the Snitch was released. Narcissa stood, slightly wearily, next to Remus and Peter, all three of them supporting Gryffindor without hesitation. "Excellent save from Sirius Black," praised McGonagall enthuastically, as Sirius deflected the Quaffle quickly. James was hovering around for some moment, in mid-animation, as he noticed the Snitch rather quickly. And with that, he zoomed off upwards into the sky, chasing the snitch. Lucius Malfoy, who was playing Seeker for Slytherin, shot after him, his emerald robes waving in contrast to James's ruby robes. Sirius continued to deflect any scores from entering the hoops, when it happened.
"RIGHT," Rodolphus shouted, and hit the Quaffle towards Sirius. It knocked his broom slightly, but he did not loose his balance. Daringly, he zoomed a foot away from the hoops, riding his broomstick with no hands. "That the best you can do, Roddy?" he shouterd mockingly into the wind, returning to guard the hoops. Rodolphus looked furious, but could do nothing else now, as McGonagall had her beady eye fixed upon him.
James was entering the clouds now, the Snitch almost dissapearing from view, when-
"GRYFFINDOR WIN!"
"That was a short match," muttered Wormtail in confusement, waving a Gryffindor banner. Remus sighed at the stupidity of his friend, but wore a smile as he watched James nosedive to the ground, holding the snitch like a trophy. Lucius Malfoy followed, wearing a sour expression. Sirius Black dived down from the hoops and high fived James in triumph. "Nice one James!"
"Remus-" Narcissa begun, but he was already kissing her.
"We won! We won!" he said as he drew for breath. He then seemed to remember who she was, and the uncertainy of their so called relationship. He smiled nervously at her, and gingerly placed a hand around her waist. "All forgiven?" she murmured against his ear.
"Quite," replied he.

James and Sirius were whooping with joy, flying around the stadium showing off that they had won. A couple of girls squealed as Sirius nose dived so violently it looked like he was going to come off his broom - but he steadied himself perfectly and flew over to were his cousin and best friends were standing. "Did you SEE that catch James made?" he drew for breath; his face exhilarated. His dark hair flopped over his face, as he grinned at them, hovering in mid air. Narcissa grinned.
"Awesome game, Sirius." she told him proudly, her blonde hair flickering in the light wind.
Remus nodded in agreeance, his face set in a wide smile. "Good job, Padfoot - and Prongs," he added as James flew down to join Sirius, rather arrogantly, as he threw his head back as he laughed proudly. "Lily - come on-"
He positioned the broom next to were Lily was standing, and she climbed, rather uncertainly, onto the back. "Hold on tight," he told Lily, before zooming off. Lily was squealing.
"You want to ...?" Sirius trailed off as he pointed to his broomstick, looking at Narcissa. She looked at Remus, as if asking for position. He was grinning, and nodded. "Go on." She kissed his forehead, and without further ado, climbed on back of Sirius's broomstick, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Gooooo!" she cried, and with that he zoomed off after James. They circled the skies for some time, the four of them, having so much fun. Narcissa also had the perfect excuse to wrap her arms around her cousin tightly, not only because she was in fear of falling off, but for the mere enjoyment of having him close to her. "You may want to wrap your arms around a bit more," he said to her, his voice only just audible, "because we're going to nosedive, and we don't want you to fall, do we?"

He watched her expression carefully; she blushed and smiled. And with that, he nosedived.
"WOAH," she cried in suprise, the feeling of going downwards overcoming her. She felt so alive, with the wind in her hair and the roaring of appriceation from the crowd below. All too soon, it was over. Sirius hovered by the ground, and climbed off his broomstick. Narcissa got off too, but lost all sense of balance from being in the sky so long. She stumbled, but he caught her, his arms around her middle. "Careful," said Sirius, "You don't want to fall over." Narcissa wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but she could of sworn he held her in a way he had never done before. He let go, and Remus walked over. "Have fun?" he was not sarcastic for once, but generally inquistive, smiling. "I've never really liked riding a broomstick ..."
"That's cause you've never tried, Moony," said James, as he held his Nimbus in one hand, his second hand wrapped around Lily's waist. They were both grinning; both so happy.
"True," replied Remus, scratching his chin, "Not sure if it's my cup of tea though."

Blood Traitor.
The voice was very clear in Narcissa's mind, and she stumbled slightly as the voice penetrated, blocking out every sound around them, apart from her own voice and his.

Blood Traitor ...

I'm not a Blood Traitor! Who are you?
Such LIES, Narcissa ... I am the one they fear the most. Your dear sister, a mirthless laugh rang sharply around her mind, was a dissapointment to me, I must confess. It is a shame you are not one of us; I had ideas that you would be great.

And with that, the voice dissapeared, and she shook her head. "What's wrong?"
It was Sirius's voice, his eyes looking at her with something reserved uncannily.
"Nothing," she replied with an unconvicing smile, "but I couldn't say no to a Butterbeer ..." Sirius, although still not convinced, grinned and took her hand. "Cmon then - help us Moony-" and with that, Sirius helped her regain her balance, and when Remus wasn't looking, squeezed her hand comfortingly, as if reassuring her he was there for her.
James yawned massively. "Let's go - I want to celebrate and rub it in Slytherin's faces, haha!"
And with that, they all went off to the castle, talking together and laughing. Narcissa followed suit with the laughter, but figured it would be better not to spill the beans about what had really happened.