Author's Note: Again, I't like to thank you all for the support. Also, I've changed he dialogue marking's to " ", as you suggested, hopefully I'll get around to fix the previous chapter's soon.

About Voldemort's description, it'll take another chapter or two to do it, I'm not in a hurry because I'm telling the story mostly from Lucy's point of view, and right now she's too preocupied with her future and all the bad things that have been happening to her to care about his appearance, but it'll happen soon enough. Also, there won't much interaction between them for now, I want the story to go at a slower pace, but bear with me and soon it will be all about them.

Shopping with a Malfoy

Lucy opened her eyes slowly, wondering what woke her up, sitting on the bed she saw an elf putting a huge breakfast tray on the table, it wasn't Tipsy.

"Morning." - She mumbled, the poor elf wiped around with wide scared green eyes.

"Bobby is sorry Mistress! Bobby really didn't want to wake Mistress up, Bobby will leave at once Mistress, Bobby is really sorry, but the Lord asked Bobby to bring Mistress her breakfast and…" - The poor he-elf, started to ramble, bowing so low that his long pointed nose touched the ground, Lucy also saw he was shaking.

"It's okay Bobby, It was really time for me to wake up. Thanks for bringing me breakfast." - Lucy said mildly, getting out of bed.

Bobby raised his head at that, eyes even move wide and mouth agape, Lucy fought the urge to toll her eyes "It's truly unbelievable how wizards treats their servants, the poor things not even were used to people being polite towards them", the voice on the back of her head complained, it sounded strangely like Hermione.

"Thank you Lady Lucy, Mistress, now Bobby understand why Tipsy likes Mistress, Mistress is really kind. The Lord told Bobby to bring the Mistress breakfast and that Mrs. Malfoy will come by to take Mistress to the Diagon Alley for shopping later."- The elf said a lot more calmly, but he was still looking up at Lucy with adoring eyes, he remembered her of Dobby.

"Thank you Bobby." - She said and the elf bowed to her.

"Is there anything else Bobby could do for Mistress?"

"No Bobby thanks…"- With another bow the elf was gone, and Lucy sat on the table, yawning a bit. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go shopping with Narcisa, spending time with a Malfoy certainly wouldn't be nice, then again, it was an opportunity to leave the damned castle… A sudden idea struck her then. She quickly got to her trunk, and unceremoniously placed Hedwig's cage on the ground.

"Sorry Hedwig." - She mumbled when the owl woke up due to the sudden movement and glared at her. When she opened her trunk she saw that all of her muggle clothes were gone, the only clothes there were her school robes and her dress robes. She assumed it was because she wasn't supposed to wear anything related to muggles inside Voldemort castle, that or Mrs. Malfoy thought her clothes were rags and threw them away.

She took two pieces of parchment and a quill and went back to the table. She quickly scribbled a note to Ron and one to Sirius, telling them she was fine and that she was going to Diagon Alley that day, with Mrs. Malfoy later that day. She just hoped they could go and see her. She folded the notes and poked her owl so she would wake up again. Hedwig opened her eyes and hooted indignantly.

"I'm sorry girl, I know you probably tired, but it's important that you take this to Ron and this to Sirius okay? It's probably my only chance of seeing them before my birthday." - She said smiling apologetically, as she tied the notes to the owls leg.

Hedwig nipped at her finger with a bit more force than usual, but didn't seem to be much annoyed. Lucy gave a piece of toast from the breakfast tray and watched as the owl flew out of the window. Finally she sat down to eat, she had ate very little the night before, sitting beside Voldemort did nothing for her appetite, and couldn't really remember when she had ate while with the Dursleys, so it was expected that she was famished. She ate a lot, and was delighted to discover that the food was good as Hogwart's. Lucy was wolfing down a blueberry muffin when she heard a knock on the door. She told them to come in, and Narcisa Malfoy entered the room.

"Good Morning, Ms. Potter. You're not finished yet?" - The woman said eyeing the breakfast.

"Uh… Morning… I'm finishing… Just wait a minute while I take a quick shower okay?" - She said quickly swallowing her muffing and standing, with a nod, Narcisa sat down on a chair and watched as the girl headed to the bathroom .- "Oh! Was it you who took my clothes?" - Lucy asked pausing on the bathroom door.

The blond woman blinked up at her.

"Do you call those rags, clothes? Yes, it was I who threw those away, they weren't suited for the Lord's bride, but don't worry, we will get some new clothes for you today, for now you can wear your school uniforms."

"I'm ready." - Lucy said pocketing her wand, after she had properly showered and changed. Narcisa gave her an inquisitive look.

"You seem much happier today…"- She said mildly.

"Oh, don't misunderstand me, I'm just glad that I can leave this place, even if just for a day"- Lucy answered shrugging, she wasn't sure if it was a good idea to tell the woman that she had written to her friends telling where she'd be for the day, and that she hoped to meet them there.

"You really should start to get used to the castle and to this new life Ms. Potter, it'll do you no good to be that reluctant about your wedding. You'll never have a happy married life if you keep putting up those barriers." - The woman said standing up and heading to the fire place.

Lucy scoffed.

"I'll not get used to it, and there's no way I'd have any kind of happiness while married to that monster." - Narcisa merely shook her head and handed the floo powder to the girl.

Lucy took a handful of the powder threw it on the fireplace and stepped into the flames, stating her destiny as clearly as possible. She almost fell when she got to the bar, she got out of the fire place coughing and trying to dust off the ashes from her clothes, the fireplace flared behind her and Narcisa stepped out of it gracefully.

"Ah! Finally Narcisa, I thought you weren't coming anymore." - A man said approaching them, he was wearing dark robes with a hood covering his head, making it impossible to see his face.

"I've got a bit late Rabastan, and where are your manners? That's not how you should greet our Lord's Bride." - The woman chided.

Rabastan turned to look at Lucy, who was glaring hard at him, she had heard the name before, he was Rabastan Lestrange, Bellatrix husband, he had helped her torture the Longbottons.

"Oh of course… It's an honor to meet you my lady." - He said, dripping the hood and showing his face, he had dark brown eyes and his hair was a tangled black mane, he was giving her a toothy grin.

"Why is he here?" - Lucy bit out trying to control her anger.

"To accompany us of course. Did you really think our Lord you let you wander with just me as company?" - Narcisa said as it was obvious.

"Is he that afraid I'll run away?" - Lucy sneered, Rabastan grin grew.

"Of course not, he knows a good hearted girl such as yourself would never broke the treaty would you? I'm here more for your protection, my Lady." - His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"I don't need the protection of a Death Eater." - Lucy growled and she turned around and started to walk the back door. She felt all the eyes on the room accompanying her, thankfully there were few people there at that hour. Tom waved at her and she waved back, with a tiny smile.

The Diagon Alley on the other hand was already full of people, the streets were crowded, due to the peace the treaty had brought people were feeling confident to walk the streets again, Lucy felt slightly nostalgic as she thought of the first time she had been there, the company had been so much better back then.

"Come, we'll get your clothes first." - Narcisa said touching her arm and leading her through the crowd.

Lucy was relieved to notice Rabastan was just following behind them, she didn't want the man anywhere near her. As they walked, she could feel some people gazing at her, most just seemed surprised and slightly afraid, but some sent her hateful glares, she made a point to avoid everyone's eyes.

Lucy was surprised when Narcisa took her not to Madam Malkin, as she had expected, but to a store called Amelia Styles: Clothes and Accessories, on a street she never had seen before. The two women walked in, Rabastan said he'd wait on the small café in front. The place was impeccably clean, and really stylish, there were some soft pink loveseats scattered around, a beautiful chandelier hung from the ceiling. A young witch dressed in fluttering blue robes came to receive them.

"Oh! Mrs. Malfoy! What a pleasure to see you!" - She said with a grin.

"It's good to see you too Sara, is Amelia here?" - Narcisa asked with a grin of her own.

"Oh, yes! Yes! Mama's upstairs waiting for you. You may go up right now." - Sara said, her eyes fixing on Lucy's scar for a brief moment before turning to lead them to the stair.

Once they got upstairs, an old tall woman, dressed in purple, with her white hair properly arranged in a tight bun, was sitting on a small divan reading what seemed to be a fashion magazine.

"Amelia! What a pleasure to see you." - Narcisa said with a smile, the woman looked up and instantly put the magazine aside standing to hug the blond.

"Cissa! There's a long time since I last saw you! What will you want today? A new night dress perhaps?" - The elder woman said with a smile.

"Not today Amelia. Today it's Ms. Potter who you will be making clothes for". - Narcisa said grabbing Lucy's hand bringing her to stand in front of Amelia.

The woman's hazel eyes widened as she looked at Lucy, her eyes barely lingered on the scar though. She seemed far more interested on Lucy's eyes and face. Amelia held Lucy's face between her hands for a long time, staring deeply into her eyes, until Narcisa's discreet cough brought her back to reality.

"Oh, yes… Lucy Potter… It's an honor to have you here on my shop child. What will you want today?" - She asked slowly, leading Lucy to stand on a small platform.

"She'll need a whole wardrobe, but we'll start with her wedding dress." - Narcisa answered.

Amelia's eyes lit up and with a flicker of her wand Lucy was standing wearing only her underwear.

"Let's take the measures them. "- The old woman said calmly.

"What the…"- Lucy yelped trying to cover herself with her hands, her cheeks burning a bright Gryffindor red.

"Oh, no need to be embarrassed dear, you're among ladies." - Narcisa said nonchalantly as she sat down on the divan. Lucy opened her mouth to answer but was distracted by the metric sash that started to measure her.

"Unfold your arms and keep still darling."- Amelia said, and Lucy reluctantly dropped her arms to the sides of her body."- Very well, now, are you a virgin dear?

"What? Why does it matter?" - Lucy asked annoyed, the woman barely met her and was already inquiring about her private life.

"Being raised by muggles you wouldn't know would you? The wedding dress colors have different meanings, virgin brides wear white, non-virgins who never had children wear royal blue, those who are already mothers wear emerald green, and those who are currently pregnant wear red." - Narcisa explained mildly.

"Oh… Uh… Yes, I'm virgin." - Lucy said blushing a bit.

"Splendid! I was hoping you would say that, the royal blue would clash with your eyes, and the white will look fabulous against your skin." - Amelia said merrily.

"White silk than, right Amelia?" - Narcisa asked.

"Yes, the best silk, made by the faeries my dear, lined with pure silver strings." - The older woman said waving her wand and a huge box came into her hands. Opening it she took out the drapes of pure silk, that seemed more beautiful than anything Lucy had ever seen and with another wave of her wand the metric sash dropped and soon enough Lucy found herself surrounded by silk, scissors, silver strings, and needles, as a dress was being tailored onto her body.

She was very weary of the needles moving by magic so close of her skin, the whole dress-making was finished without incidents though, even if had taken more than an hour and Lucy was already getting tired of just standing there. Once the dress was finally done, Amelia summoned a full-length mirror in front of Lucy so she could see herself.

"Oh! It looks wonderful!" - Narcisa said with a dreamy sigh standing to look at Lucy more closely.

Lucy couldn't deny she looked beautiful, the dress was sleeveless, showing her collarbone and neck, it hung closely to her upper body, but was cut open on the front showing her navel and a great deal of skin, from her hips the silk hung loosely, outlining her legs when she moved. The dress left very little to the imagination.

"Isn't it too revealing?" - She asked frowning a little.

"No, that's how all the wedding dresses are my dear… Have you never attended a wizarding wedding before?" - Amelia asked sounding a bit surprised.

"No, never…"

"The dress is meant to be revealing, it is to show to your future husband what he's taking, also it shows your belly because it symbolizes your fertility, the place where your bond mate's child will grow." - Narcisa said quietly.

"I see…"- Lucy frowned a little, she couldn't imagine herself carrying Voldemort's child, she just couldn't imagine bringing that monster's spawn into the world, she wouldn't do it, never, even if it meant she'd never have the family she always desired.

"You shouldn't think so badly about your upcoming marriage child. Many women have being forced into convenience marriages and worked them out. Just because it doesn't seem ideal doesn't mean it won't be good for you." - Amelia said interpreting well the girl's distressed expression.

Lucy shook her head slightly.

"Nothing good can come from Voldemort. He's a monster." - She stated firmly.

"Nonsense! He's a man, a very human man, there may be nothing good in him you can see now, but certainly you'll be able to find goodness, or create it in him. There's nothing love can't do child." - Amelia said, her eyes twinkled in a way that reminded Lucy of Dumbledore, she didn't believe in the old woman's words though, they may be true to almost everyone, but certainly, they didn't apply to Voldemort.

"I think we should find her the matching shoes." - Narcisa said clearly wanting to change the subject, she too seemed skeptical towards Amelia's words.

"Oh… Yes, yes… I think I have just the right one…"- Amelia said, she waved her wand again and soon another box came flying into her hands, she took a pair of soft silver high-heeled shoes, trimmed with what Lucy could swear were diamonds. They re-sized to fit Lucy's feet as soon as she put them on.

"Perfect!" - Narcisa said approvingly.

"Well, now that it's done, let's go to the rest of the wardrobe." - Amelia said, Narcisa and her helped Lucy to take the wedding dress off.

The other clothes were all already pre-made, and they only needed to re-fitted into her body so they would fit perfectly, thankfully it only took a few minutes to adjust each piece. Lucy found herself enjoying herself while picking the fabrics, colours and models for each dress, robes, coats, skirts, pants, shirts, gloves, pyjamas, underwear… She obviously didn't try those on, she wasn't about to get naked in front of the women, but they both insisted she had to pick some.

Another four hours were spent that way, between beautiful clothes and shoes, and exclamations of "Oh! no blue for you dear, it clashes with your eyes", "black, that one will be great in black velvet don't you think?", "what about red?", "No, no red child, only for that quidditch uniform of yours, because that can't be helped, red doesn't suit you!", "Oh, look at this green! It's the exact same rue of your eyes!", "that must be the best satin I've ever saw Amelia, I think I'll want a robe made with this one myself", "This is too short!", "oh nonsense! It's perfect", "Try these boots, it matches the coat perfectly", "Yes, I think these gloves are marvelous!"…

By the time they were done, Lucy had a wardrobe with more clothes than she could possibly wear, or so she thought, Narcisa still believed she'd need some more soon, and was dead tired and hungry. But she was feeling fine too, she never thought she'd enjoy shopping with a Malfoy, but it was nice, and it made her forget about the dreadful wedding that was coming up, at least for a few hours.

Until Amelia informed her that everything naturally went to the Dark Lord's tab, when she tried to pay, she didn't like the idea of having someone else paying for her things, but Narcisa informed her that that was how the wizarding bond was supposed to be, the senior partner was responsible for every need of the junior, and also the Senior had the right to administer every account belonging to the junior mate. Lucy wasn't happy about the news at all.

They left the shop after calling for the castle's house-elves to come and pick up the clothes, and went for lunch, unfortunately to Lucy, Rabastan joined them again, but thankfully remained quiet for the most part. She was happy when Narcisa informed her they just had to grab her school supplies now before heading home (she didn't like when Narcisa referred to the serpent's lair as her home, though), because it meant she would be going back to Hogwarts after all. She was just leaving the book shop after buying her books when she heard someone calling her name.

"Oh, dear! It's so good to see you. You're okay aren't you? Those stupid muggles, how could they… Oh never mind… Are you here alone?" - Molly asked as she fussed over Lucy, checking her over to be sure she was fine.

"No, Molly… She's with me." - Narcisa said coming up behind Lucy with Rabastan.

The entire Weasley clan glared at the two.

Lucy talked to Ron, Ginny and the twins for some moments and assured Mrs. Weasly she was fine, as fine as anyone could be in that situation anyway, before Narcisa and Rabastan dragged her out of there saying they still had to buy many things and she was expected to be home for dinner, again she was pissed about them referring to the Slytherin castle as her home.

Lucy was happy to see the Weasleys, they always put her more at easy, but she was slightly disappointed when Arthur told her Sirius hadn't come to the Diagon Alley that day because he was a lot busy. She knew he was probably in Hogwarts preparing for the following year, but she missed him and wanted to give him a hug.

It was already dark when Lucy had to go back to the Serpent's Lair, Narcisa dropped her off there and went to her home, and Rabastan thankfully had departed from Diagon Alley. Sighing happily Lucy decided to take a long hot shower, she couldn't believe it, but she had enjoyed herself while shopping with a Malfoy, so far everything had been just fine, if she got to avoid Voldemort like that every day she might even survive the whole thing, not that she believed it would be possible anyway.