Chapter Twelve

My eyes flutter open, blinking a few times to get used to the light that was pouring into the room. Once my eyes had adjusted, I was able to see Narcissa's sleeping face in front of me. I smile as I see how peaceful she looks. Her eyes closed, her face muscles relaxed, her mouth closed but her jaw tilted slightly. She just looked so at ease with the world.

'I could get used to waking up to this view.'

She had some hair fallen over her face so I slowly and quietly reached up and pushed it behind her ear. My fingers trace under her jawline gently, accidentally waking her up in the process. Her eyes flutter open and she squints for a moment to get her eyes to adjust. She looks down at me and cocks an eyebrow.

"Were you watching me sleep, little one?" She asks. I smile.

"Maybe. It's your fault though." I say with a playful glare. Her smirk only widens.

"How so?" She asks. I narrow my eyes and point my finger at her threateningly.

"It's your fault you look so beautiful when you sleep." I say in a a teasing tone. Narcissa chuckles, making my smile grow. I place my hand on the side of her face and lean up and give her a quick goodmorning kiss.

"Goodmorning, love." She says.

"Goodmorning, Cissa." I say back. She smiles. I see her eyes start to drift down to my chest. I see her smirk come back. I raise my eyebrows.

"And what might you be looking at?" I ask. Her smirk widens as she looks back up at me.

"Your robes a bit lose." She says. I look down and see that my chest was fully exposed, along with the top of my breasts.

"I guess it is." I look up and see that she has the same problem. Except, she had dark bruises everywhere, making my smirk turn into a cocky grin.

"You have the same problem there. And a little extra too." I say as I trace each mark. Narcissa looks down and looks back up with a cocked eyebrow.

"Really?" She asks. I smirk.

"What? I like to mark what's mine." I say in a cocky tone. Narcissa rolls her eyes playfully.

"Oh, so I'm yours?" I push her shoulder so she's laying down. I then climb onto of her so I'm straddling her. I lean down so our noses are touching. I run my hands down the silk sleeves of her robe until I reach her hands. I intertwine our fingers and bring her hands above her head.

"Yes. I thought I made that clear?" I ask. Narcissa smirks and tilts her chin up a bit.

"I don't think you have." She whispers.

"Mmm, I think you need a punishment." I say back, our lips grazing.

"Maybe I do." She whispers back. I smirk before attaching our lips together. I feel her smile into the kiss. I keep her hands above her head and our fingers intertwined as I swipe my tongue across her lips to request entrance. Just as things started to get heated, there was a knock at the door. I shoot up so I'm straddling her again.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"It's me." Draco answers. I look to Narcissa with a worried look and quickly jump off her and onto the other side bed.

"Go hide in the bathroom." I whisper. She nods and quickly stands and quietly walks over to the bathroom.

"Give me one second Draco." I say. I softly close the door and redo my robe so it's presentable and walk over to my bedroom door. I take a breath before opening it.

"Morning Draco. What can I help you with?" I ask him. His eyes widen a bit as he sees that I'm only in a robe but he clears his throat and smiles a bit at me.

"I just wanted to see if you awake yet." I smile and nod.

'And I was just about to bang your mom again if you hadn't interrupted us.'

"I am. I just need to get dressed and I'll be right down. So go ahead downstairs. I shouldn't be to long." I say. He nods and turns on his heel and walks away. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and close the door again. I walk over to the bathroom and open the door for Narcissa to come out.

"As much as I don't want you to, you need to leave so we can get ready." I say. Narcissa nods.

"I'll go back to my room. Check if the coast is clear will you?" She asks. I nod and walk over to my bedroom door once again. I open the door a bit and peak my head out. I look left and right down the hallway and see that there's no one there.

"We're good." I say to Narcissa before moving aside and allowing her to leave. She walks over to me and gives me one quick kiss before leaving my room and walking to her own. I close the door and walk over to my wardrobe to get ready for the day.

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The ball was about two hours away and I am spending this time getting ready. Narcissa let me use her makeup, so I had that covered. I had dark green eyeshadow with little silver glitters on top and a wing eyeliner style. (I don't know what to call it). I put on some mascara and my lipstick was matte black. I did my hair up into a braided bun and have a silver snake with dark green eyes at the pin. My shoes were dark green with a snake, with onyx' as the eyes, as the heels. My mask was dark green with black lace over it.

Once I had finished with my look, I check the clock and see that the ball was starting in fifteen minutes. I go over and slip on my dress on. I look at myself in the mirror for a while, getting lost in thought, until someone knocks on my door.

"Come in!" I yell to whoever the person is. The door opens to reveal Draco in a very expensive looking suit and tie. His jaw drops when he sees me, making me giggle at his reaction.

"Close your mouth before you catch flies." I say. He blushes and closes his mouth right away.

"S-sorry, you just look so, so-"

"Drop dead gorgeous?" I say. Draco chuckles.

"Yes. Are you ready? Father wants us to make a grand entrance." I roll my eyes.

"Of course he does." I say. Draco chuckles again.

"Come on." Draco says, holding out his elbow for me to take. I sigh before walking over and looping my arm through his. I close the door behind me and nod to him, signaling we can start walking. I start to get nervous.

'What if Narcissa doesn't like my dress?'

I shake my head to clear my thoughts and continue on walking.

●12 Grimmauld Place●

•3rd person•

"And this one is for.... Y/N?" Molly Weasley questions as she hands out presents. When she sees this one, she is very confused. Y/N never gets presents.

When Molly says her name, everyone stops and shuts up. They all start looking around for her, only to find out she's not there.

"Who's it from?" Arthur asks. Molly checks and is taken aback.

"Sirius." She says. Everyone looks to Sirius.

"Why'd you get the filthy snake a present?" Harry asks. Sirius clenches his jaw. Sirius Black was the only person who took time for Y/N. He was in the same boat as a kid. Not loved by his family because of his house. Sirius thought of the girl like a daughter.

"Because, Harry Potter, she deserves something nice." The man says.

"Where is she anyways?" Fred asks. Everyone looks around again until Arthur places a copy of the Daily Profit on the table.

"Looks like she's having fun on her own." He says with gritted teeth. Everyone looks to see a moving picture of Narcissa and Y/N sitting in the Three Broomsticks, Y/N smiling as Narcissa laughs, with the headline 'A Date or and act of Platonic?'

While everyone else was busy glaring at the headline, Sirius takes a closer look at looks in both females eyes. He recognizes those looks immediately. It was the same looks that Lily and James Potter had whenever they looked at each other in their schools years. It was the look of love that was starting to bloom.

Okay, the next chapter or two will be very different from these ones. They will be kinda like flashbacks in Y/Ns life. They will make the story make a lot more sense so just bare with me alright?