Hi guys, I am back for another chapter, it made me really happy to see that people liked the idea of another Mary centered story.

can't think: As I want Mary too look like she did in the movie, the whole story is based on the things that happened in it, not the book, alright?^^

Avanell: Wait and see, and as we know Kitty, not all that good ;D

Now on with the next chapter, enjoy, and don't forget to review, please!

Late the next evening we finally reached Pemberley and not a moment too late, because if I had to spend one more moment with my mother and Kitty in one carriage I would go crazy.

"It is so noble!" Mother sighed, leaning out of the window, so wide that she almost fell out of it.

"I want to live in a place like this too!" Kitty demanded and smoothed her light yellow dress.

"Then you have to show your best behavior!" Mother answered, as there was really a chance for Kitty to marry a man as rich as Fitzwilliam Darcy. I doubted that, but I wouldn't say that out loud, it would only cause trouble and that was the least I wanted.

I sighed under my breath when the carriage stopped and a servant opened the door for us, so we could get out. But before I could even move, Kitty jumped out with a high screech, shortly followed by my mother. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, those two were really embarrassing and couldn't wait to go to my room and get a little rest.

I thanked the man who helped me out of the carriage and soon saw my sister and her husband in front of the huge entrance door.

My mother was already talking to them, I could hear her complimenting not only the place, but also Fitzwilliam himself. The look on his face made me want to laugh out loud, because it was obvious that he didn't like the behavior of our mother. I slowly walked closer and when Lizzie's eyes fell on me she smiled and walked over to me.

"Mary… it is good to see you!" She hugged me and then kissed my cheek. I smiled at her too because when she was around I felt more comfortable than with anyone else. Together we walked over to her husband and I curtsied.

"Thank you for inviting us, Pemberley is really beautiful." I said and when I looked into Fitzwilliam Darcy's face I saw his surprise. Shortly I wondered why he was surprised, because I wasn't like the rest of my family, or because I was so less pretty than my sisters? I cringed at that thought, I shouldn't think something like that. I was rather insecure and because of that I always thought that people thought horrible things about me, even if I knew that this probably wasn't the case.

"You must be exhausted. How about I show you to your rooms?" Lizzie offered and I smiled grateful at her, happy that I was able to get away from my mother and my sister, at least for a while.

As soon as we stepped into the entrance hall of Pemberley my mother once again began to compliment the beauty of the building. It was indeed wonderful, but when my mother talked about it, it sounded like she was trying to get a compliment back. A compliment for what? Our crap shack wasn't something that could be complimented easily, especially by a man such as Fitzwilliam Darcy. Once again I felt ashamed for my mother and especially Kitty who was screaming every time she saw something she liked. I felt a familiar headache forming in my temples and sighed deeply. It seemed that Mr. Darcy was as annoyed by the behavior of my family as was I, because I could see the scowl on his face. Though he tried his best to stay polite. Obviously Lizzie saw it, because she smiled a sweet smile and leaned closer to her husband, I couldn't hear what she whispered into his ear, but the scowl immediately vanished and was replaced by an amused look. He then stopped, which made me stop too.

"I am disconsolate but you have to excuse me, there is some serious business I have to attend to, my lovely wife just reminded me of. So I will see all of you at dinner." he bowed shortly and without another word he hurried off.

I couldn't help but smile, because it seemed that Mr. Darcy and I had more in common than I thought we would have. I wanted to do the same he just did, flee from the scene, which was rather hard to do, because this was my family after all.

"So Mary, this is your room, it is close to the library. I thought you might like that." Lizzie interrupted my thoughts only moments after we had continued our way through the long halls of Pemberley.

"Thank you Lizzie." I replied and hugged my sister, before entering my new room. I groaned silently once the door closed behind me. Thank god, I was alone after all and the room I was in was wonderful. Almost as big as the whole ground floor of our house Longbourn Manor in Hertfordshire.

In the middle of it was a huge bed with silk covers and pillows on it, to the left there was a big window made of glass, that had to cost a fortune and a door to the balcony in front of it. Grateful I saw the Piano Forte inside of my room, in the far corner, near a table. Happy I took off my cloak and scarf and hurried over to the Piano. It was beautiful and probably the most expensive piano I had ever laid eyes and hands on. With a shudder I raised my hands and touched the keys. It felt cool under my trembling fingers, but also wonderful and I couldn't keep myself from beginning to play. The sound of the Piano was amazing, I had never heard such clean and light notes before, our old Piano was used and sounded exactly like a Piano would, after ten years of every day use.

I stopped playing when my door opened, it seemed like I had bothered someone again by playing.

"Don't stop. You play wonderful, I would like to listen, I didn't mean to interrupt you." a feminine voice said and I heard the door close again, then light footsteps on the floor until a girl around the age of fifteen steeped beside me to the Piano.

"My name is Georgiana and you must be Mary. Lizzie kept talking about how wonderful you play and now that I have heard you I must say she is right."

So this was Mr. Darcy's little sister. She was a beauty, petite and slender, just like my sisters, but with big blue eyes and white blond hair. Though there was something about her, that most of my sisters didn't possess. Kindness and Innocence.

I immediately liked her, though I was quite sure that everyone just loved her, the moment their eyes fell on the blond and also kind beauty.

"Would you play something for me?" Georgiana asked and sat down beside me on the Piano bench.

"What would you like to hear Miss Georgiana?" I asked trying to be as polite as possible, after all she was Mr. Darcy's sister, it was better not to forget that. Though it was easy because she looked nothing like her brother.

"Anything! And please call me Georgiana, I hope we can be friends, because after Lizzie told me so much about you, it is like I already know you." Georgiana answered and smiled a brightly smile at me. I wasn't used to people being nice to me, or wanting to be my friend for that matter. But then again she was different than all those other ladies I had met before.

That's it guys, so good? Bad? Tell me!