Disclaimer: Realised I hadn't done one of these. But seriously, if I owned any of this, would I be posting it on fanfiction when I could be out making millions? Non.

"Pregnant," A smile crept across Narcissa's face as the old nurse nodded at her and performed another spell which allowed them to hear the baby's heartbeat. It was the most bizzare feeling she had ever felt. There was another human being inside her that depended completely upon her.

"How far along am I?" She didn't feel it an important question, she was either three weeks or four. The baby would be no more than a squidge in her stomach but already, in the few moments she knew of it's existence, she had immediately become attatched to the baby she was carrying.

"Four weeks." Narcissa nodded and watched as the mediwitch left quickly, gathering her things quickly. Aparently, she had been payed to tell Narcissa if she was pregnant, how far along and leave. This was fine, Narcissa had been reading books and felt she knew all she needed to at this stage.

When she returned to the dining room, Narcissa was greeted by Lucius, who looked up at her hopefully. All Narcissa needed to do was nod, and he was happy. He rose from his chair and left the room briskly. Lucius leaving his wife to her thoughts seemed to be a regular occurence lately. He was either off fighting with the "Dark Lord" or out doing business. What differences there were between the two, he had never specified, but Narcissa assumed that neither was doing anything for the greater good. Often, he would come back in a bad mood and sit sulking, if not going straight to bed. Of course, Narcissa worried for him, but she worried now more for their unborn child, how would they have a normal, happy childhood if their father had been killed in the process of killing innocent people, or if he were in Azkaban? What would the other children say when they went to Hogwarts? Narcissa decided then, that if this child was going to be brought up well, she would need some outside help. Sitting in front of the blank pieces of parchment, Narcissa dipped her quill into the black ink and began to write. She wrote two almost identical letters, the exceptions being the name and the reasons she had listed. She sealed the envelopes and sent them off. The rest of the day was spent like any other. Alone.

"You understand why I asked you both here?" Both figures nodded at Narcissa, who rested a hand on her stomach, now almost four months pregnant. "As you are both aware, my child is to be born at the beginning of June. We will be having them christened in late July. I have asked you both here to request that you be the baby's godparents." Narcissa took a few steps forward before looking between the two people.

"And does Lucius agree with your... interesting choices?"

"No doubt Lucius would've chosen you as godfather, so I care not whether he agrees with my choice for godmother. Lucius will be out fighting, risking his life. We are, you know, in the middle of a war. I need to be sure my baby has godparents who will care for them and protect them. Will you both do that?" The smaller figure nodded once more but, again the dark haired man spoke.

"And how do you know I will stand by your child Narcissa? I am as much as a death eater as your husband is."

"Because, Severus, I know this war has not changed you. You don't care about blood Severus, as much as you say you do. You would have easily become a blood traitor yourself, had the Evans girl chosen you. Do not pretend you don't still love her Severus. I saw your face when Voldemort told his plans of going after the Potters. The meeting, do not forget, was held here. So I would appreciate it if you did not criticize my choices. Nymphadora here is a half-blood, just as you are Severus."

"But why the child?"

"Severus, nor you or I know how long this war will last. I need somebody who will be around in the future to be there for my child, after we are gone Severus." She looked down at the pink-haired girl. Her niece. This was the first time she had seen the girl, and as she looked down into her face, she could see so much of her sister.

"Will you do this for me Nymphadora?" The small girl of nine nodded but furrowed her eyebrows quickly.

"It's Tonks. Nobody calls me Nymphadora." Narcissa nodded and chuckled to herself. She offered her guests tea and biscuits. After Severus had left and the girl became sleepy, her eyes drooping, Narcissa stood and flattened her dress.

"Come, I need to take you home." She took the child's hand and stood at her side on the fire grate. She told the fire where they needed to go and in the next moment, they were both consumed by great emerald flames.

Narcissa looked around the room. She had only been here once and that was to beg. She pleaded with her sister not to marry the man. She cried when Andromeda had insisted that she loved him and nothing she could say would change her mind. She screamed insults as her heart broke, knowing she couldn't see her eldest sister again. She begged for hours before finally accepting defeat, climbing into the fire and looking back at her sister for what she thought was the last time. And, yet, there she was. Standing beside her husband and opening her arms as her daughter happily ran into them. Biting her lip, she wondered what she could do. Surely she couldn't talk to them. The sister she had abandoned and the husband she had insulted many times. She pulled at her long, navy blue sleeve and looked back from the floor, to Andromeda. " I have to go. Thank you for letting Ny- Tonks come tonight." She pulled out the pouch of floo powder from her pocket and stepped back.

"You're wearing the necklace." Narcissa looked at her sister and had to fight to hold back the tears as she lifted her hand to the seashell necklace they had made as children. Andromeda lifted her wrist for Narcissa to see and smiled. She had a bracelet with seashells on it. "I hid some in my pockets. I wanted matching earrings too but Dad wouldn't let me." Just hearing her sister's voice brought memories flooding back and Narcissa fought to keep her own voice straight as she stepped forwards and smiled.

"I thought you had. Me and Bella searched your room for weeks trying to find them to add to our necklaces."

"Well you wouldn't have. I wore it all the time, round my ankle. You never saw it because of my skirts. Now it doesn't fit so I wear it round my wrist. I always wear it."

"You do? Your not just saying that because I'm here?"

"Of course not. Do you still wear yours?"

"No, your's was always decorated nicer. I wear it every day." They both smiled and Andromeda walked towards her, taking her youngest sister in her arms and breathing in the scent. She stroked her blonde hair which was now dyed half black. As she stepped back, taking both hands in hers she looked down at Narcissa. Narcissa knew what she was going to say and she couldn't face to hear it. She couldn't bear to hear her say goodbye and know that it might be the last time she did. Narcissa let go and stumbled back into the fireplace, wiping the tears from her face. She picked up the dropped pouch from the floor and carefully took a handful of the floo powder for herself. "The christening will be July 31st. You're more than welcome to come with little Tonks. I want you there," She paused, wiping her sodden face. "Both of you."

Again I know it's a short chapter but this was originally supposed to just be snippets of their lives. In my plan there were like 5 chapters and Draco was born in chapter 2. That clearly went out the window. Chapter 7 will be the christening. Notice the date of the christening by the way?

Be warned, unless there's some major protest (which I doubt. Does anyone even read this thing?) I'm going to go more snippety in future. The length of chapters won't change dramatically but I'll be skipping a bit of their lives and just skipping to important events.