Never have I written a whole Harry Potter story, but I thought I'd have a crack at it. I hope I do this story justice. It's an amazing series, and I recommend both the stories and the movies. Srsly. JK Rowling is the epitome of badassery, and I bow to her writing skills. That is all.

This story takes place after the war

Within the hour, I had accumulated a variance of new items; both necessary in the wizarding world, and some, not so much.

Valencia bought me three new, hand-stitched floor length dresses, that fitted my form perfectly, paired with matching pear shaped diamond earrings and heels. One was an A-line chiffon pale yellow, one shoulder evening gown. The bust was lined with colourless jewels, and a split began from the mid-thigh on the left hand side, and continued all the way to the base. The other was a light peach, strapless, sheathed with darker shade of apricot wrapped neatly round my waist-area, and it fell to the floor in luscious layers, creating a more mystical and mysterious effect. And the final was a midnight navy, fading from a very deep blue at the bust, to an obsidian, in the train. There were no other specific embellishments, but that didn't matter at all to me.

I fell in love with them almost immediately.

She also brought me some fancy lingerie from Paris, of which as soon as I laid eyes on, I blushed a bright red, and immediately hid them upstairs, all the while admonishing her with my eyes. She simply laughed, and winked in my direction.

Dylan and Jason, bless them, had wracked their brains for months before getting my presents, because they, and I quote, 'didn't know what I would like'.

Either way, they hit the jackpot as they bought me a pair of brand new bearings for my skateboard, as my old ones were rusty, and it was a little dangerous using them as recklessly as I usually did, along with a new plum coloured zip-up hoodie and a charcoal beanie. They also thought correctly and bought me replacement strings and a tuner for my guitar upstairs. Thank God, they do listen!

My parents had brought me a new camera, to replace my old, well-used one upstairs, and I used this to my advantage, snapping a few photos of my new family, stunning the wizards and witches for a moment, and having to explain, in detail what this contraption was. Lucius had never looked so lost. They handed me more money and new clothes than I really needed, however they insisted, and I gave them both a hug and a kiss on the temple in thanks.

Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy had brought me two of the best gifts I received that day; not that I wasn't thankful for everything else I had gotten, mind you.

They promised that I was allowed a two-way trip to any of their mansions, which they say were scattered around the world, at any time, that wouldn't conflict with my mates - since when have I been able to say that so easily - or my school timetable, and also, they had someone handcraft a locket. But not just any locket. On the surface, it was a simple, oval shaped necklace with steel vines and miniscule lightly coloured flowers printed on the tips, however on the inside, there was the Malfoy crest; which was merely the letter 'M', intricately designed, surrounded with thin, menacing snakes - of which I was sure hissed at me once or twice - and completely covered with a sheen of pure emerald.

The sense of familiarity, and simply belonging somewhere rushed through my veins, and before I could stop myself, I was hugging Lucius so tightly, I was sure I was cutting off his air supply. I hadn't realised I started crying until I felt a calming pat on my back, hushing me quietly.

"T-Thank you. A-all of you."

They all nodded, dismissively, and I went about collecting my new belongings, and was about to take them upstairs to my room when I heard a help of distress, and I went about letting my babies - AKA my dogs - back into the house.

"Hi baby, how are you?"

I knelt down and kissed the muzzles of Juju and Rokai; all the while coddling them like the adorable creatures that they were. Juju's fur was wet and muddy, as was Rokai's nose and the bottoms of both of their paws - and I can imagine that they had been playing in the garden while I had been asleep.

I rubbed at Juju's paws, and scowled at the dirt that rubbed off onto my hands, and cooed, "That's my big girl, why are you so dirty?"

She woofed jovially, and I kissed the crown of her head. Rokai pawed at my knees, asking for some attention. I was well aware of the looks I was getting from the others in the room, however, I was far too busy playing with my babies to care.

"Come on, mamma's gonna get you cleaned up," and I led them up the stairs, obviously after politely excusing myself from the living room. I walked into my the bathroom, and switched on the taps in the bath, letting the warm water fill the tub for a while. I made sure that the temperature of the bath wasn't too hot, otherwise I wouldn't hear the end of it.

"Come on Roke, let's get you nice and clean," I picked Rokai up, and even though he whined a little, he eventually conceded, and I was able to puppy shampoo his coat and rinsed it off, and patted his down with his special doggy towel. I pointed at the tub, and Juju knew to follow the orders - she jumped in happily, and began playing around with the water.

I repeated my previous actions, and, when I was finished, I scratched all over their bodies, hearing their growls and yelps of satisfaction in return. I heard a perceptive chuckle behind me, and as I glanced backwards, briefly, I was surprised to see Narcissa Malfoy standing in the doorway, with her arms draped across her chest, and a diminutive smirk taped to her angelic face. She said, appreciatively, "They're both beautiful creatures."

I smiled, and answered, "Thanks. They get so messy sometimes, though, it's astounding that I even have the time to take care of myself, let alone them too."

She laughed, and crouched lowly, and, shockingly, began pampering and rubbing at the crowns of their heads, too. I glanced to the side, and saw a mischievous spark flare in her eyes.

"I don't get to do things like this very often. It's hard being the wife of an aristocrat," she relaxed then, with her back against the bathroom wall, and sighed, a nostalgic gleam working its way onto her expression, and she continued, "I was born into a noble family. My maiden name was Black. Narcissa Black. God, how entirely quaint. Anyway, I met Lucius when I was 11.. I was in Ravenclaw, he was a Slytherin, nobody expected us to make it, but we did. And after years and years of trying, we had our baby boy, Draco. I remember it clearly, the morning I found out I was with child. Lucius was out of his mind with worry. I loved him more in that moment than I had the entire time we were together, and that love is still here today. Stronger than ever, it seems. And yes, you may assume that because of the veela bond, we are blinded by our ties together, but it's not. We were in love, we are in love."

I smiled, and she reflected the gesture.

She finalised, "Please, do not think that because the fates have paired you together, you must be with him. However, it is true that I know the pressure you are feeling right now, I've been through it before. Just know, you will get through it, stronger and wiser than you have ever been."

She lay a hand on my shoulder, and I rubbed at the limb, contentedly. I felt as though my throat had closed up, and tears stung the corners of my eyes, sharply. My voice was thick and genuine as I pleaded, "How am I supposed to choose?"

She smiled, sadly at me, and stated, "You're not supposed to. It'll come to you when you're ready."

Hope you liked this little Momma!Narcissa and Lost!Evelyn. I liked writing this chapter. It filled me with so many feels.