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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,824
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4
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 3
Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 3
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Narcissa got to her dorm room a dark shadow blocked out
the window near her bed. She walkeer ter to it and pushed the window open.
A large raven hopped in the window and Narcissa untied the
bundle from around one of its legs. She stroked it for a moment and then it
hopped out and soared off, soundlessly.
A parchment wrapped in a lavender ribbon unfurled in front
of her.
Narcissa,
This is the beginning of a promising life.
All the best,
Bellatrix
The letter began to smoke slightly at the edges and went up
in a poof of purple flame.
Narcissa undressed and slid into her bed, thinking. She was
married. To Lucius Malfoy. He was handsome and popular. His family was old, and
its money, older. He was an amazing beater, and he had the opportunity to have
half the school if he wanted.
Strange how he never seemed to have a girlfriend.
Narcissa pushed this out of her mind. He was handsome and
maybe one day he would come to her…
She shook herself. Too many silly romantic stories had been
told to her as a child...
***
Lucius stared at the underbelly of his canopied bed and
frowned. He was married. He didn’t feel married. He didn’t feel at all. Perhaps
it was just the shock of it. Somehow he couldn’t shake the thought that he
always his wedding night would be a bit…warmer than this.
***
“Hello,” said a voice as a weight dropped next to Narcissa
at the Slytherin table. She looked up from her morning pumpkin juice and
choked.
Lucius sat beside her, his grey eyes leveled on her. He was
smirking.
“Hello,” she said wiping her mouth on her napkin and trying
to hide her blushing cheeks.
Another weight thudded on the other side of her.
“Hello,” toned a deep nasal voice. Severus sat on the other
side of her, holding out a plate of bacon. He smiled cheerfully.
“Err…hello,” Narcissa fumbled. This expression looked
slightly abnormal on his face. Almost like someone gave him a cheering charm.
He cocked his head and quirked an eyebrow at her expression. She burst out
laughing.
“What?” Severus asked, now wearing his familiar scowl.
“I’m sorry,” Narcissa said, composing herself. “For a minute
you looked like a puppy.”
He scowled and piled bacon on her plate. Then grinned as he
drank his pumpkin juice.
Narcissa turned to look at her husband. He was putting
flapjacks on her plate.
“What are you doing?” Narcissa asked.
“Feeding you,” said Lucius simply. He placed the plate down
and held out a hand. “I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced.”
“No,” she mused. “I guess we haven’t.”
They shook hands without saying a word.
“Oh,” said Lucius, breaking their gaze and looking over her
shoulder. “This is Severus.”
Narcissa turned to regard the dark haired boy sitting on the
other side of her. He nodded through a mouthful of kippers.
***
‘Certainly pretty,’ Severus mused while Narcissa and Lucius
discussed the upcoming Quidditch match with Hufflepuff.
He marked her points throughout her conversation with
Lucius.
Intelligent, focused, a little immature, but she will get older.
Not only that, but she didn’t as much as glance over her
shoulder at him. Even as a first year he couldn’t remember anyone that was
comfortable with their back to him. The rumors were old, but he was sure they
were still alive and well by the paled looks he got from first years.
They would make fine children.
“You can sit with Severus,” he heard out of the morning
rabble.
“What?” he asked, turning to Lucius and Narcissa.
“I said she can sit with you in the 7th year seats
so she can have a better view,” said Lucius. “Unless you finally got a date.”
Severus felt his cheeks start to turn pink and shook his
head, covering it with hair.
“Settledn,” n,” said Lucius slapping the table. “Come
Severus, Professor Binns awaits.”
“Have fun with Marigold,” Severus smirked at Narcissa. She
made a rude face at him. He heard several third years gasp. He returned the
rude look and swung his book bag over his shoulder.
***
Lucius hurriedly made his way into the hallway.
“What did you think?” he asked nervously.
“You didn’t make an ass of yourself,” Severus nodded.
“What’d you have to take a shot at me for?”
“Sorry,” said Lucius, not sounding sorry at all.
“She’s bright,” said Severus. “She’s just a little young.
She’ll get older. I wouldn’t worry about it.”
***
“I swear, Narcissa! He’s a psycho!” Emily Ulrich squeaked.
“In his 4th year he attacked Nora Hubbard.”
“What?” Narcissa asked.
Professor Marigold walked among the cauldrons,
systematically ticking points off Slytherin as she went.
“She graduated last year,” Emily went on. “He asked her to
the top of the Astronomy tower so they could see the harvest moon. He told her
how special she was and he rubbed rose oil on her feet. He wove ivy in her hair
and quoted Greek poetry. Then he just jumped on her.”
Narcissas eyes widened. The Kethennis Ritual was difficult
at best. The end result would be an ingredient that could be used in a potion
able to create a sonic net around the drinker. No wonder Slytherin was
unbeatable that year. Lucius had a lot of gold riding on that season. He made a
bet with the Ravenclaw seeker. Narcissa believed the other boy was still paying
it off.
“Miss Black!” a sharp voice came from behind her. The sound
of hard heels ticking on marble grew closer.
“Yes, Professor Marigold?” Narcissa flinched.
“Why is your potion purple when all the others are green?”
Professor Marigold sneered.
“I-I’m not sure,” said Narcissa, looking around for the
first time at the other students.
“I can tell you why,” Marigold sneered. “Because you added
the powdered beetle wings before the treated powdered rosewood.”
“Oh,” said Narcissa quietly.
“If you had added the next ingredient you would have been
incinerated,” spat Marigold.
Narcissa now had a new found respect for the potion
experimenters of the world.
“Oh,” she mumbled.
“10 points from Slytherin,” said Marigold and with a wave of
her wand the cauldron was cleaned.
***
Lucius bit into his kidney pie and felt something soft butt
into his side.
“Sorry,” Narcissa said, pulling her book bag onto the bench
with her. He nodded.
She helped herself to a piece of peach pie.
Lucius stared. She gobbled it down and reached for an apple.
“Do you eat like this every day?” Lucius asked.
“Err…yes,” admitted Narcissa. He grabbed a pork pie from the
table and cut a small slice. He set it on her plate and looked at her sternly.
She scowled prettily and began eating the slice. She had two others following
the first.
Severus slid onto the bench across from them, causing the
second years to squish into each other, trying to get as far away from him as
they could. He sneered at them. A fifth year giggled. He sneered at her. She
blushed and examined her lunch.
“Divination next,” said Severus smiling. “I predict it will
be a bore.”
Lucius groaned. “I forgot to bring my crystal.”
“You can borrow mine,” said Narcissa fishing around in her
bag. “That’s what I had after Potions. Give it to me in the common room
tonight.”
She handed him a medium sized blue velvet pouch.
“Thanks,” said Lucius, surprised. He tucked it in his bag.
Narcissa looked at a timepiece dangling from a chain around
her neck.
“I’ve got to get to Herbology,” she said, gathering her
things. “I’ll see you later.”
“By the way,” Narcissa said under her breath near Lucius. “Kethennis. Quidditch.
Brilliant.” She straightened up and walked to her next lesson.
***
Lucius felt his blood run cold. She had heard that story, that had changed so much over the years and
immediately knew what he had done. He looked at Severus, who was waggling his
eyebrows at the fifth year who had giggled earlier. He kicked him under the
table.
“What?” Severus said annoyed.
“We need to find out all we can about that girl,” Lucius
snarled.
Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 3
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Narcissa got to her dorm room a dark shadow blocked out
the window near her bed. She walkeer ter to it and pushed the window open.
A large raven hopped in the window and Narcissa untied the
bundle from around one of its legs. She stroked it for a moment and then it
hopped out and soared off, soundlessly.
A parchment wrapped in a lavender ribbon unfurled in front
of her.
Narcissa,
This is the beginning of a promising life.
All the best,
Bellatrix
The letter began to smoke slightly at the edges and went up
in a poof of purple flame.
Narcissa undressed and slid into her bed, thinking. She was
married. To Lucius Malfoy. He was handsome and popular. His family was old, and
its money, older. He was an amazing beater, and he had the opportunity to have
half the school if he wanted.
Strange how he never seemed to have a girlfriend.
Narcissa pushed this out of her mind. He was handsome and
maybe one day he would come to her…
She shook herself. Too many silly romantic stories had been
told to her as a child...
***
Lucius stared at the underbelly of his canopied bed and
frowned. He was married. He didn’t feel married. He didn’t feel at all. Perhaps
it was just the shock of it. Somehow he couldn’t shake the thought that he
always his wedding night would be a bit…warmer than this.
***
“Hello,” said a voice as a weight dropped next to Narcissa
at the Slytherin table. She looked up from her morning pumpkin juice and
choked.
Lucius sat beside her, his grey eyes leveled on her. He was
smirking.
“Hello,” she said wiping her mouth on her napkin and trying
to hide her blushing cheeks.
Another weight thudded on the other side of her.
“Hello,” toned a deep nasal voice. Severus sat on the other
side of her, holding out a plate of bacon. He smiled cheerfully.
“Err…hello,” Narcissa fumbled. This expression looked
slightly abnormal on his face. Almost like someone gave him a cheering charm.
He cocked his head and quirked an eyebrow at her expression. She burst out
laughing.
“What?” Severus asked, now wearing his familiar scowl.
“I’m sorry,” Narcissa said, composing herself. “For a minute
you looked like a puppy.”
He scowled and piled bacon on her plate. Then grinned as he
drank his pumpkin juice.
Narcissa turned to look at her husband. He was putting
flapjacks on her plate.
“What are you doing?” Narcissa asked.
“Feeding you,” said Lucius simply. He placed the plate down
and held out a hand. “I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced.”
“No,” she mused. “I guess we haven’t.”
They shook hands without saying a word.
“Oh,” said Lucius, breaking their gaze and looking over her
shoulder. “This is Severus.”
Narcissa turned to regard the dark haired boy sitting on the
other side of her. He nodded through a mouthful of kippers.
***
‘Certainly pretty,’ Severus mused while Narcissa and Lucius
discussed the upcoming Quidditch match with Hufflepuff.
He marked her points throughout her conversation with
Lucius.
Intelligent, focused, a little immature, but she will get older.
Not only that, but she didn’t as much as glance over her
shoulder at him. Even as a first year he couldn’t remember anyone that was
comfortable with their back to him. The rumors were old, but he was sure they
were still alive and well by the paled looks he got from first years.
They would make fine children.
“You can sit with Severus,” he heard out of the morning
rabble.
“What?” he asked, turning to Lucius and Narcissa.
“I said she can sit with you in the 7th year seats
so she can have a better view,” said Lucius. “Unless you finally got a date.”
Severus felt his cheeks start to turn pink and shook his
head, covering it with hair.
“Settledn,” n,” said Lucius slapping the table. “Come
Severus, Professor Binns awaits.”
“Have fun with Marigold,” Severus smirked at Narcissa. She
made a rude face at him. He heard several third years gasp. He returned the
rude look and swung his book bag over his shoulder.
***
Lucius hurriedly made his way into the hallway.
“What did you think?” he asked nervously.
“You didn’t make an ass of yourself,” Severus nodded.
“What’d you have to take a shot at me for?”
“Sorry,” said Lucius, not sounding sorry at all.
“She’s bright,” said Severus. “She’s just a little young.
She’ll get older. I wouldn’t worry about it.”
***
“I swear, Narcissa! He’s a psycho!” Emily Ulrich squeaked.
“In his 4th year he attacked Nora Hubbard.”
“What?” Narcissa asked.
Professor Marigold walked among the cauldrons,
systematically ticking points off Slytherin as she went.
“She graduated last year,” Emily went on. “He asked her to
the top of the Astronomy tower so they could see the harvest moon. He told her
how special she was and he rubbed rose oil on her feet. He wove ivy in her hair
and quoted Greek poetry. Then he just jumped on her.”
Narcissas eyes widened. The Kethennis Ritual was difficult
at best. The end result would be an ingredient that could be used in a potion
able to create a sonic net around the drinker. No wonder Slytherin was
unbeatable that year. Lucius had a lot of gold riding on that season. He made a
bet with the Ravenclaw seeker. Narcissa believed the other boy was still paying
it off.
“Miss Black!” a sharp voice came from behind her. The sound
of hard heels ticking on marble grew closer.
“Yes, Professor Marigold?” Narcissa flinched.
“Why is your potion purple when all the others are green?”
Professor Marigold sneered.
“I-I’m not sure,” said Narcissa, looking around for the
first time at the other students.
“I can tell you why,” Marigold sneered. “Because you added
the powdered beetle wings before the treated powdered rosewood.”
“Oh,” said Narcissa quietly.
“If you had added the next ingredient you would have been
incinerated,” spat Marigold.
Narcissa now had a new found respect for the potion
experimenters of the world.
“Oh,” she mumbled.
“10 points from Slytherin,” said Marigold and with a wave of
her wand the cauldron was cleaned.
***
Lucius bit into his kidney pie and felt something soft butt
into his side.
“Sorry,” Narcissa said, pulling her book bag onto the bench
with her. He nodded.
She helped herself to a piece of peach pie.
Lucius stared. She gobbled it down and reached for an apple.
“Do you eat like this every day?” Lucius asked.
“Err…yes,” admitted Narcissa. He grabbed a pork pie from the
table and cut a small slice. He set it on her plate and looked at her sternly.
She scowled prettily and began eating the slice. She had two others following
the first.
Severus slid onto the bench across from them, causing the
second years to squish into each other, trying to get as far away from him as
they could. He sneered at them. A fifth year giggled. He sneered at her. She
blushed and examined her lunch.
“Divination next,” said Severus smiling. “I predict it will
be a bore.”
Lucius groaned. “I forgot to bring my crystal.”
“You can borrow mine,” said Narcissa fishing around in her
bag. “That’s what I had after Potions. Give it to me in the common room
tonight.”
She handed him a medium sized blue velvet pouch.
“Thanks,” said Lucius, surprised. He tucked it in his bag.
Narcissa looked at a timepiece dangling from a chain around
her neck.
“I’ve got to get to Herbology,” she said, gathering her
things. “I’ll see you later.”
“By the way,” Narcissa said under her breath near Lucius. “Kethennis. Quidditch.
Brilliant.” She straightened up and walked to her next lesson.
***
Lucius felt his blood run cold. She had heard that story, that had changed so much over the years and
immediately knew what he had done. He looked at Severus, who was waggling his
eyebrows at the fifth year who had giggled earlier. He kicked him under the
table.
“What?” Severus said annoyed.
“We need to find out all we can about that girl,” Lucius
snarled.