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[andromeda cassiopeia black]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

It was with deep seated appreciation that Andromeda looked around platform 9 ^3/4. She could hardly believe that this was would be her last time boarding the Hogwarts Express to go to Hogwarts. The last few years had flown by so quickly, but they had made some of the best memories Andromeda's ever had. Guiding her trolley she looked around at the students saying goodbye to their families, some were younger and others were around her age. While most of the mothers present were teary-eyed as they sent their children off Andromeda could pick out a few who hadn't said anything sentimental to theirs. Recognizing those few as acquaintances of her parents, Andromeda soon understood their behavior. 

Many of the upper-class pure-blood families rarely showed public displays of affection. It was a demeanor similar to her own Mother. "Andromeda!" Speaking of her mother...Andromeda was brought back to reality by Druella's voice, obviously irritated by her daughters wandering mind "Andromeda, pay attention!" She snapped. Looking at her mother Andromeda fixed an apologetic expression on her face as she said "Forgive me Mother, what was it you were saying?" Trying not to flinch at the scowl on Druella's face. It was rude, but there were times that Andromeda couldn't help but tune her Mother out. The things that came out of the older witch's mouth was nothing she hadn't already heard a thousand times over.

Choosing to disregard her daughters brief distraction with the other witches and wizards around her, Druella continued with what she had been telling her middle child "I was simply reminding you of your station and your expectations. Now that Bellatrix has finished her education, it's for you to present yourself in a manner that's respectful of this family." Andromeda fought the urge to roll her eyes, Merlin forbid anything tarnish the Black name. She wished she could tell her Mother that she didn't give a damn how others looked at their family, but she knew better. Disrespecting her Mother in such a way was unbefitting, and her Father would certainly have something to say once he got word of it. No, it was best for her to simply nod her head as she said "Yes Mother." in order to prevent any complications. She didn't want to begin her seventh year poorly.

Druella finished telling her how to conduct herself this year, and Andromeda just nodded as she did so. Once Druella had finished rattling off instructions, Andromeda was allowed to board the train. With some difficulty, and help from other students, Andromeda was able to get her trunk on the train and into the heads compartment. Listening to her Mother tattle on Andromeda nearly forgot she had been made head girl and had to meet with the head boy before gathering the prefects and giving them their instructions. Since the head boy had yet to be seen, Andromeda wondering briefly who he was, she changed from the red dress she wore to the station into her Slytherin robes. She had found that it was much easier than waiting and having to fight to change once they were almost to the castle. In her school robes she pinned her head girl badge to them and looking back out to see that the other students were piling into compartments now. 

The slow, steady movement of the train let Andromeda know that the train was moving. She looked out the window just in  time to see the station become a blur. Most of her fellow students were waving out the windows, saying goodbyes and i love you's to their loved ones. Not Andromeda though, her Mother never stuck around to see her daughters leave and her Father never came to the station with them. Normally she would just find a compartment with her sisters, but that was when she and Bellatrix were still close. Now Bella was married, and Narcissa was off with friends of her own. That left Andromeda on her own for a change, which was nice. It gave her time to rest before she had to meet with the prefects. Relaxation sounded nice, that's what Andromeda thought. The head boy had yet to appear, so Andromeda laid down on the seat, her hair covering her face, as she drifted into a light sleep. She wasn't sure how long she had dozed off before the sound of someone's feet shuffling in startled her out of her slumber.

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[narcissa callidora black]

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Narcissa Black had loved going to Hogwarts for the castle had always been her second home. Riding the Hogwarts express to school was something that she always looked forward to every summer. However, last school year’s events were still so fresh to her, so much so that it seemed like all of it just happened yesterday. She still could remember how she felt when Rupert, her ex boyfriend, started avoiding her. She still did not know why he did it. Narcissa honestly felt he just toyed with her and she felt angered and betrayed as much as she felt foolish. People just do not toy with a Black. Narcissa knew now that actually loving him was both foolish and unbecoming of her. Despite this, she still hoped the summer had knocked some sense into him and that he was minutes away from knocking on her compartment door, sliding it open and apologizing to her. She let out an audible sigh, knowing it was near impossible, as she hoisted her trunk up a seat with difficulty. She had the last compartment to herself so she did not care much about keeping up appearances.

Intending to dress up before meeting up with the head boy and girl, she opened her trunk to retrieve her Slytherin robes. Her thoughts drifted off to Lucius Malfoy again, the way he asked her out countless times, and the kiss they shared under a mistletoe… “Come off it Cissy.” She scolded herself. She and Rupert, although she regarded him now as her ex, never truly broke up and she was not about to entertain inappropriate thoughts about anyone, especially Lucius Malfoy, while she was in a relationship. Her fingers finally felt the familiar texture of her Slytherin robes and started retrieving it neatly, not wanting to dishevel the contents of her perfectly packed trunk. She was so wrapped in her thought and retrieving her robes when she heard a knock on her compartment door. She actually jumped a little before turning around and seeing a tall and slim girl with long blonde hair and dark grey eyes. “Merlin Roxanne!” She exclaimed as she unlocked the compartment door that she locked not more than five minutes ago.

The girl slipped into the compartment as Narcissa finished retrieving all that she needed from her trunk and closed it. “It’s so nice to see you too Narcissa.” Roxanne drawled sarcastically. “Since when did we start going for the last compartment and locking doors?” The tall girl smirked. The young Black just turned to her much taller blonde friend and offered her a small smile, not dignifying her question with a response, and helped her get her trunk into their compartment. “So, how was your summer?” The taller of the two girls inquired. “Eventful.” She then proceeded on telling her all about her family activities over the summer as put on her Slytherin Robes and pinned her shiny prefect badge. The girls continued to talk for a few more minutes until finally she was done straightening her Slytherin Robes.

The blonde talked about the latest gossips and Narcissa just nodded automatically from time to time. Roxanne loved to gossip and the young Black did not. It was probably one of their many differences. “Anyway, I’ve got gossip. About Ru-“ Narcissa held up a hand, silencing her friend. “Rupert, or anything about him, is no longer my business.” She eyed the other girl meaningfully. Inside, her heart was hammering. She still cared about Rupert but she was not going to admit that to anyone. As far as everyone was concerned, she was now over him. Narcissa noticed neither Roxanne’s piercing gaze nor her slight headshake. “Well I just thought you would not want to be the last one to know that he is now engaged to be married. It’s with a pureblood French Girl from Beauxbatons. Rumor has it that Rupert will start going there himself next school year.” The blonde girl said, her features looked like she smelled something foul. Narcissa felt her insides cave in but her features remained neutral. She was a Black and she was not to be affected by this kind of nonsense. “Tell him I extend my congratulations.” She said coolly and flipped her hair, stood up, ran a hand to straighten her robes, and fixed her gaze on the other girl who was now smirking. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go meet up with the heads.” She stepped out of the compartment, poised. Her feet carried her to the Heads compartment as her mind floated. She felt like she hit rock bottom but she refused to let it show. After a couple of minutes walk, she raised her pale fist and knocked. When no answer came, she opened the compartment door and entered. At first she thought she was alone but then her peripheral vision caught some movement. “Oh hello, Andromeda. Sorry I woke you.” She smiled apologetically but felt relieved to see that she and her sister had the compartment to themselves. She really wanted to be alone but at the Hogwarts Express, it was impossible. She would rather share a compartment with her sister than with some other student at the moment.

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[andromeda cassiopeia black]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

When her sister had first entered the compartment, Andromeda sat up shocked, her heart racing in her chest. She calmed considerably when she saw that it was just Narcissa. “Oh hello, Andromeda. Sorry I woke you.” Pulling her fingers through her hair to fix any portion that had been disturbed in her brief slumber, and her other hand going from her chest to the necklace around her neck Andromeda said “It’s quite alright Cissy, I probably should be awake when the rest of the prefects arrive.” shocked her voice was steady, considering she had been woken so unexpectedly. Andromeda was unsure how long she had drifted off, but she figured it wasn't that long as it felt like she had just laid her head down on the seat. Though a little sleep was what she needed, Andromeda was actually a little relieved that Narcissa had walked in and not the head boy or the other prefects. Speaking of prefects...Andromeda was about to ask what Narcissa was doing there, then she remembered that her younger sister had been made fifth year prefect. She had gotten a letter containing the names of all prefects over the summer, when she received word that she had made head girl. Words could not describe the sort of proud that ran through Andromeda when she saw her sisters name on that list. Though she was close to Bellatrix, she was always a little more fond of Narcissa, and knew that the girl had it in her.

Their parents had bragged about it to their friends about having one daughter made a prefect and the other being head girl, but they had only told them once that they were pleased. Had she been from any other family, Andromeda would have been shocked that they hadn’t gone all out to throw their daughters a party, but Andromeda was more than used to the mannerisms of her parents. The only party Andromeda had thrown in her honor lately had been her coming of age party, and it had to be done over the summer since her actual birthday was back in February. Despite the borderline-neglect, and rather dismissive tendencies of her parents Andromeda had made it a point to tell her younger sister that she was proud of her. And it was the truth! Again, words couldn't describe the happiness she felt for her sister, she just hoped that the position wouldn't go to her head. Slytherins tended to go a bit overboard when given a little bit of power over others, this was a fact that she could not deny.

The Hogwarts Express had been going for a good little bit, and Andromeda knew that it usually took a while for all of the prefects to show up. Still, she wished they would hurry up. Not that she had any opposition to spending a little extra time with her younger sister. Curious as to why Narcissa wasn't with her usual group of Slytherin girls Andromeda started “Not that I'm against your company,” looking for the best way to continue before saying “but wouldn’t you rather be with your friends than your older sister?” in completion. She really didn't mind having her sister around, being that they always had been close. Leaving Narcissa for her first year at Hogwarts was probably one of the hardest things Andromeda had to do. Absentmindedly she twisted the ring on her right hand around her finger, it matched the necklace around her neck. Both were gifts from her parents, given to her for her seventeenth birthday. Not only were they gifts but Andromeda had an inkling that they were both meant to be reminders of the future her parents had chosen for her. A future full of wealth and duty to keep their bloodline pure.

She was probably over thinking, which she had been doing a lot lately now that the pressure had been put so heavily on her, and it was probably just a coming of age gift from the parents she called ‘mother’ and ‘father’. It was tradition to give a seventeen year old witch or wizard a watch on their birthday, but someone in the Black family once had the belief that a watch was not an appropriate gift for a woman of their name, of their nobility, and instead their parents gave the females of age specially designed jewelry. That was how Andromeda knew that her necklace and ring were one of a kind, made just for her. She could also tell that both pieces were goblin made, and that her parents had paid a fortune for them. Her gaze falling on the ring of the ring finger of her right hand, Andromeda wondered what had possessed her parents to buy this set for her.

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[narcissa callidora black]

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Narcissa’s eyes followed her sister’s small movements and smiled upon hearing she did not mind her disturbing her peace. The young Black helped herself to the vacant seat opposite her sister and was comfortably seated in no time. The fact that her sister was now the head girl slipped her mind and she smiled to herself. She felt proud about herself and her older sisters. Her sister Bellatrix, although she missed her dearly, was now married to Rodolphus, a wealthy and honorable pure-blood wizard; Andromeda was made head girl last summer; and, she was now prefect. When her eyes caught her sister’s badge, for a moment, she felt happiness and pride fill her to the brim. Then, she remembered it was Andromeda’s last year at Hogwarts and that took the small smile on her lips. She could not imagine going to school without Andromeda or staying at Hogwarts without her. She had a number of friends but none of them were like Bellatrix or Andromeda. With her friends, she had to either talk a lot or listen patiently to a lot of blah. With her friends, she had to keep up appearances, be polite because they are like her, pure-bloods, even though they sometimes were being thick. But, with her sisters, she can be herself. She had always felt that she was free to act how she wanted and she say what she wanted to say. She also felt she could share comfortable silence with her sisters, unlike her friends who either spoke nonstop or expect her to do the endless talking.

Narcissa looked out of the window and was staring at nothing in particular when Andromeda suddenly spoke. Averting her gaze from the view outside, she fixed her eyes on her sister, a small smile on her lips. She took her time, thinking of how to best put her thoughts into words without actually bad mouthing her friends. It was understandable that her sister asked her why she was sitting with her because she sat with her friends during her train rides to school for the past four years. It was simply because she spent her summer vacation with her sisters already. “My friends can wait. Besides, I know you would not want me to be late for the first ever prefect meeting.” She said softly, not lying but not telling the whole truth. The truth was, she was upset about Rupert’s engagement and just do not want to hear the remainder of Roxanne’s gossips. Although it was gossip, it was from Roxanne. That girl’s gossips were truth 99.9 percent of the time.

Narcissa really felt down. Rupert was the first boy she ever loved and it seemed like, for months now, he just toyed with her. He always seemed so sincere, so in love, despite the imperfections of their relationship. They got into argument sometimes and break up for a couple days but they always got back together. He always apologizes and makes it up for it. She always forgives him, despite her naturally unforgiving nature. She believed she brought out the best in him and he in her. She even thought they would end up together until they grow old for more than a couple of times. She felt pain in her chest that can be attributed to a broken heart and a traitor tear leak out of the corner of her left eye; but she did not bother wiping it. She felt broken hearted and betrayed. She knew Andromeda was not one of those people she could fool. Her sisters were both smart and perceptive when it came to her, but Andromeda had always been the more perceptive one. Maybe it was because they spent more time together than she and her oldest sister.

She bit her lip as she thought and unconsciously wiped the lone tear before starting to drum her fingers on her lap. “Meda?” She started, pausing for a while to think. “Have you ever been in a situation where you have to forget a boy you… like just because it is what you’re supposed to do?” She finished, her gaze fixed on her sister, trying to gage her reaction. She knew her sister was aware about her almost nonexistent relationship with Rupert since last Christmas but she never opened up about it. What she did not know however was if her sister believed the rumors that circulated the Slytherin Common Room last Christmas about she and Lucius kissing. When it came to the matters of her broken heart, she always locked herself in her room and dealt with it alone. Although Andromeda always seemed to be the type who focused on book over boys, she felt like Andromeda was just the right person to talk to right now. It was too much this time, although she would not admit it. She needed to talk about it. She needed her sister.

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[andromeda cassiopeia black]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

Andromeda was quite certain that this year was going to be quite not, and not only because of the increased workload the professors were bound to hand them this term. Actually it was more of the fact that she would be leaving seven years of memories behind, not to mention that she would be leaving Narcissa alone at Hogwarts for the very first time. It, the end of her education, was rapidly approaching and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her only option, the one thing that remained in her power, was to make the most of it. If she didn’t then her seventh year would simply be as miserable as she allowed it to be, and Andromeda had a feeling that something was going to happen, something that would change her future for the better. She had an inkling of an idea, but she wouldn’t even entertain that thought to her sisters, although Andromeda desperately wanted to tell them, at times, and wished that them sharing her giddiness at the mere thought was plausible. However Andromeda was a severe realist, and she knew better than to expect the unimaginable. She knew that somehow, she would have a choice to make, and in her minds eye she, in a way, knew that she would be losing her sisters come the end of this year. It was enough to make any excitement she was feeling towards her final year of her studies disappear from her view.

The thought of losing her sisters next summer was almost unbearable, but Andromeda felt that Ted really was her future. He alone held the key to the life, the happiness, that Andromeda longed for, it was something she had known for a while now. Now she was waiting for a mere ring, Ted had expressed interest in marrying her the year prior. For her words were enough, a spoken promise was all it took, but she knew it wouldn’t be enough for the rest of the world, and certainly not for her parents. A proper engagement was going to be needed, and that would lead up to a proper marriage with the one person she could imagine spending the rest of her life with. Thoughts of completing her education, marriage, and leaving the Black family to begin one of her very own were pulled from her as she heard Narcissa tell her “My friends can wait. Besides, I know you would not want me to be late for the first ever prefect meeting.” To which Andromeda smiled and nodded. She had known Narcissa for the last fifteen years of their lives, and she knew when she was simply censoring her thoughts, but she also knew when not to try and force her sister to speak what was really on her mind. “No, I suppose I wouldn’t want that. It would be rather irresponsible to be late for your first meeting.” Taking her years of learning to heart, Andromeda quickly realized that this was not one of those moments to try and force her sister to say something she didn’t wish to.

She was no fool by any means, and Andromeda knew what to say and when not to say it. What was inappropriate and what was deemed appropriate. She knew enough to follow those guidelines set out openly but that didn’t agree with every rule, every belief that had been thrown her way. In fact Andromeda disagreed with quite a few of her family’s more prejudiced ideas, even though it wasn't that long ago that she clung to their every word. In the years she spent at Hogwarts, she had come to see how very wrong they really were.

Struggling to keep her head about, thinking of the horrid things her parents had raised her to believe Andromeda returned her attention back to Narcissa when she heard her younger sister say her name, before pausing as if she was searching for the right way to come out with what she wanted to say next. “Have you ever been in a situation where you have to forget a boy you… like just because it is what you're supposed to do?” She caught her sisters eye after she asked her question, warm brown meeting icy blue. True her studies have been the most important thing to her over the last seven years, but that’s not to say she hadn’t had her fair share of heartbreaks and stolen kisses. Actually the life she was living, albeit in secret, was absolute proof of that. Her relationship with Ted had always been a rocky one at best, with a special thanks to the eldest Black sister for her hand in causing them problems (before Andromeda would have ever considered being with him a possibility).

No matter what their past, or how happy Meda was with him, she knew she would have to word what she said to her sister very carefully. Considering her wording Andromeda took a steady breath before saying “If he’s worth it, I mean really worth it, all your time and effort. Then you wouldn’t have to forget him...” She trailed off thoughtfully, unsure where she was really going with this “He'd want to be part of your life, regardless of what other people want or have to say.” Coming to sit beside her sister and putting a comforting arm over her shoulder, not missing the tear Narcissa brushed away not moments before, and added “Honestly, I've never liked him. He’s quite a prat if I do say so myself, you deserve so much better than him Cissy.” thoughtfully, hoping her sister would catch on to who she meant quickly. She didn’t really care for following rumors, but Andromeda couldn't pretend that she hadn’t heard those about her sister and a certain Malfoy boy nor the ones circulating about the ex of her younger sibling.

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[narcissa callidora black]

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Narcissa merely rewarded her sister’s answer with a small smile, glad that she did not pursue the subject or asked more questions. The youngest of the Black sisters was a girl of few words. She was not like most Slytherin girls who would not stop talking nonsense. She preferred talking sense and likewise preferred company who did the same. For this reason, despite the fact that Narcissa normally spent her time with her three girl friends, Roxanne, Melanie and Cathia, she considered Melanie to be the only one closest to being actually a friend of hers. Roxanne, as much as she liked being informed about almost everything, annoyed her to no end when she just would not stop talking; while Cathia was just brainless. Everyone was entitled to be clueless from time but Cathia was just the type who seemed to like abusing that privilege. Compared to the other two girls, Melanie was the most sensible for she is a descent student, very unlike airhead Cathia, and she knew when to keep her mouth shut, unlike Roxanne. Narcissa actually enjoys studying with Melanie and maybe she was more of a study buddy to her than an actual friend.

Narcissa gracefully crossed her legs and shifted to a more comfortable position, half of Narcissa’s mind was filled with pictures of Rupert’s wedding to a faceless French girl and her pleasant but untimely lip lock with Lucius Malfoy last Christmas; and, the other half was filled with a voice, which sounded too much like her older sister Bellatrix’s, chastising her… telling her how unbecoming of her to actually let her emotions get the best of her. A Black must always be in control and Narcissa knew this well partly because it was one of the things her parents drilled into her since she could talk and partly because she grew up with people who never let emotions to run them. She could only imagine her mother’s reaction if she were to see her youngest daughter cry.

The young Black’s eyes focused on her sister, wondering what Andromeda thought at the moment and if she would even answer her question. Although Andromeda was somewhat softer than Bella and her parents, she was still a part of the Black family. There was a chance that Andromeda might just chastise her for actually shedding a tear and being unable to ‘deal with it,’ as it was what was expected of a Black. Narcissa felt lucky to have Andromeda with her at the moment, because Bella would certainly not hesitate to keep her displeasure to herself if she saw Narcissa like this.

The young Black’s blue gaze stayed focus on her sister’s face as she spoke. Her sister seemed to be trying to think of the best way to put her answer into words for she paused from time to time. Narcissa purposely did not interrupt until her sister finally finished what she had to say. She knew her sister had a point and a colossal one at that. She must move on. Rupert was neither worth a second of her time nor her tears. In fact, Narcissa had been internally berating herself every time she felt brokenhearted because of him. Andromeda’s words seemed to have just placed her thoughts on the matter into words. And, something about being told those words strengthened Narcissa’s resolve to forget about Rupert once and for all. “He does not want to be part of my life now Meda.” Her voice soft, her tone was a matter-of-factly. “He is engaged to a pureblood foreigner. I wonder if he even ever wished to be. You’re right. He does not deserve my time or my effort.” She gave her sister one of her rare warm smiles. “As for him being a prat…” She paused and shrugged her shoulders a bit. “I would have been grateful if you expressed your opinion of him before all of this happened.” Narcissa added in a light tone, wanting to change the mood, her mood.

If she had been with any other person besides Andromeda, she would not have opened up about anything or admitted that she was toyed by a boy, even as indirectly as she just did. Her huge ego had always manipulated her into being concerned with keeping up appearances and with it came her desire to keep her walls up. It was why she studied the art of Occlumency by herself. For the first time, she felt that she should have studied Legilimency instead. Maybe, if she had that ability, she would have not wasted her time with her prat of an ex boyfriend in the first place. Despite feeling hurt still, she was now determined to finally move on.

She felt the train turn right and then left as she sat in silence opposite her sister. Straightening on her seat, she shoved thoughts about Rupert out of her mind. She wondered how being a prefect would change her year. Knowing now that she had duties ahead of her, she wondered how it would affect her study time. Narcissa took her studies seriously and disliked irresponsible people. Her eyes roamed around the compartment and wondered who else would join them, hoping that the other fifth year Slytherin Prefect would be responsible. The last thing Narcissa wanted was a slacker for a co-prefect. In her mind, she tried to picture all the Slytherin boys in her year, asking herself who could possibly be prefect. The first that came to mind was Malfoy’s beautiful blonde head. “How do you find Lucius Malfoy?” Lucius Malfoy was from a well-known, rich and respected pure-blood family but Narcissa, who just heard her sister’s comment on her ex, who also was from a well-known pure-blood family, could not help but wonder what her sister had to say about Malfoy.

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[lucius abraxas malfoy]

It was odd, this Prefect badge that hung from his robes. Although he was proud to have it, and was his father, it was still a bit of a foreign experience. Lucius spent a good chunk of the time between him receiving the badge and now, just staring at it or fingering it in contemplation. His main thoughts were on who might be the other Prefect, and he hoped that it was Narcissa Black.

He knew that it was stupid of him to have kissed her last Christmas but he found that he couldn’t exactly be sorry that he had done so. It meant getting that dolt Rupert out of the way. Granted, in the short run, it hadn’t seemed to do much for him since it seemed to make her even more upset with him than before. He also shouldn’t have asked her out while she was dating another but male teenage hormones did strange things to those that were experiencing them. Perhaps he thought that she would willingly give up Rupert for him.

If there was anything that Lucius Malfoy was sure of, it was that he wanted Narcissa Black, and as he thought about it more and more, perhaps as his wife. That however would be several years down the road and besides, he wouldn’t force the girl to marry him. He would much rather have her genuinely like him, which was his main goal this year. Of course, it might not be as hard as he hoped since she seemed to enjoy his kiss and he was pretty sure she had been staring at him longer than she did anyone else. Of course, that might be trying to find something even more to dislike him about, but he highly doubted that was the case.

His father dropped him off at the Hogwarts Express with a clap on the back and a gruff "I hope you do well this year, son." As he watched his father disappear he really didn’t expect much more considering that was the way his father was, especially after the death of Lucius' mother. At least he knew that his father didn’t blame him for it. Abraxas had made that very clear to his son not long after she got really sick and again after she passed away. But even as he stared at where his father had been, he couldn't help but wish his mother had seen him off. She would have been proud of him, Lucius was sure of that.

He boarded the train, placing his luggage in a fairly empty compartment and changing into his school robes, or rather slipping them on over his shirt, tie, and slacks he wore, finishing with pinning his Prefect badge on his robes. He then headed to the compartment where the Head Boy and Girl were going to talk to all the Prefects. He once again wondered who the other Prefect his year would and hoped that it wasn’t some silly air-headed girl who was going to annoy him so much that he wanted to strangle her. But he also hoped that it would be Narcissa Black.

He arrived at the Head's compartment and knocking politely, entered surprised but pleased to find Andromeda and Narcissa Black there. At first he was worried that he was interrupting some sister time but as his eyes scanned them both, he realized that the elder was Head Girl and that the younger was indeed his fellow Prefect. So he gave them both a charming grin and leaned against the doorway. He first turned his attention to Andromeda. "I see you were made Head Girl. Congratulations." His tone was polite and neutral. He turned slightly towards Narcissa and gave her a bit of an intense stare, lips pulled up into a slightly warm smirk. "Narcissa, you're the fifth year Prefect as well, I see."

He almost said that he hoped to get to know her better but held his tongue, not wanting to get hexed by her or her sister. At least it was Bellatrix that was in the compartment. He looked between them, silently wondering where he should sit. He hardly wanted to make the girl he hoped to woo uncomfortable but he wasn’t sure if sitting next to the Head Girl was part of protocol.

[andromeda cassiopeia black]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

“He is engaged to a pureblood foreigner. I wonder if he even ever wished to be. You're right. He does not deserve my time or my effort.” Andromeda only smiled and squeezed her sisters shoulder reassuringly "You'll find someone else," She said "You can do so much better than Rupert Cissy." Andromeda added. She really hadn't cared too much for the male wizard who previously had Narcissa's affection, regardless of who he, or his family, was. There was always something about her that made her strongly dislike him, and she felt sort of sorry for the poor girl who had to marry him. Yet at the same time, she couldn't help but be relieved that it wasn't her sister stuck with him for the rest of her life. Keeping her attention on her sister once more, Meda heard her say “As for him being a prat…” noticing her shrug before continuing “I would have been grateful if you expressed your opinion of him before all of this happened.” also noticing the change in her tone, which Andromeda was thankful for. She hated lingering on anything that would make her sister upset "I honestly thought you wouldn't listen, it seemed like you really cared about him." She told her simply, Andromeda knew for a fact that she wouldn't leave someone just because her sisters didn't like them, but she wasn't going to tell Narcissa that.

When Narcissa asked “How do you find Lucius Malfoy?” Andromeda fought the urge to groan. Remembering, very clearly, the incident where Lucius had the nerve to kiss her younger sister, Andromeda wasn't as irritated with it because Narcissa had a boyfriend at the time, as she was the fact that she was protective of her sister, and it still bugged her. It was all the girls in her house could talk about for weeks after, and Andromeda had to admit some of the ideas that had come out of their mouths. Though she had no personal vendetta against Lucius, in fact she thought him to be a fine gentleman and what she had been taught was a 'proper' pure-blood. He had done nothing to her personally, in fact he was always rather polite to her. That didn't mean she wanted to see her sister with him, but still she said "He's quite alright, a proper gentleman." and it was nothing more or less than the truth. Just as she was about to ask why Narcissa was asking what she thought of Lucius, she heard the compartment slide open for the second time that day.

If she didn’t know better, Andromeda would have sworn Lucius had heard them mention him but the minute he was in the compartment her eyes fell to the prefect badge. She had gotten a letter that summer, saying he would be prefect this year, but apparently it had slipped her mind. Her mind had been a million places the last few months, so it wasn't a surprise that she had forgotten most of the names of the prefects for the year. Not forgetting who she was Andromeda returned his smile, and nodded when he said "I see you were made Head Girl. Congratulations." pulling her hair over her shoulder “Thank you, I see congratulations are in order for you as well.” She told him, motioning to the prefect badge attached to the front of his robes as he turned to speak to Narcissa as well "Narcissa, you're the fifth year Prefect as well, I see." Andromeda didn’t like how his eyes seemed to linger on her for a moment too long, in her opinion at least, but didn’t say anything of it. That really wasn't her place, and she was more than certain that Narcissa was capable of requesting that he turn his attention elsewhere. Noticing his eyes ghosting between the both of them Andromeda said “Please, have a seat anywhere you'd like Lucius.” motioning to either empty seat available to him.

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TAGGED,, Narcissa Black, Lucius Malfoy
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Honeymoon Avenue - Ariana Grande
NOTES,, Sorry it took me awhile to reply, I've been so busy with school and taking care of my girls.
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[narcissa callidora black]

A PRETTY LITTLE PROBLEM
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Tag: Andromeda, Lucius Words: 757 Lyrics: Rockstar - Prima J
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Narcissa listened to Andromeda and could not help but smile when she said she could do better than Rupert. The truth was, Narcissa was a proud witch and she had always known that what her sister said was fact. However, her sister’s timing was beyond right and her words made Narcissa feel better. Once again, she felt glad that she was with Andromeda and not Bellatrix for the latter will probably chastise her for being idiotic enough to fall for someone like Rupert, who probably never even really valued her. She let out an internal sigh at this and suddenly she felt like everything was clearer now. Narcissa had been a fool to believe anything he said and Rupert had been a total prat who did not know how valuable she was.

Narcissa kept her attention on her sister, wondering what her reaction would be at her attempt to lighten up the mood. Of course, Narcissa was not going to break up with Rupert even though both of her sisters told her to for she is a lot of things but the youngest black sister is not a pushover. She does what she thinks is right and there was honestly nothing wrong with dating Rupert as he came from a notable pure-blood family, although, she had to admit, not as well-known as the Black, Lestrange and Malfoy families. “I love how you know me, Meda.” Narcissa again had to smile at her sister. “You’re right on both accounts. Truth be told, I honestly cared about Rupert.” Narcissa paused and contemplated on how to put her thoughts into words. “But now, I feel like a fool for even giving him the time of the day and honestly I do not even remember why I wasted my time with him.” As each word left her lips, she felt it affect her strongly. She just told Andromeda what she really felt and for reasons unknown to her, she felt stronger and more ready than ever to move on.

The youngest Black sister kept her blue gaze on Andromeda, observing her as the older black sister no doubt thought of her answer. It was a habit in the Black house, thinking before talking as they were all taught well enough not to rush into saying things and make a fool of themselves in the process. As moments pass in silence, Narcissa’s curiosity grew but she did not show it. She just sat comfortably and poised like always. When her sister finally answered, Narcissa kept a neutral expression and nodded. Honestly, she was just a little surprised at her sister’s view on Malfoy. Of course, it was not her that he kissed last Christmas and Malfoy was never Andromeda’s classmate so naturally she would not know much about Malfoy aside from meeting him in some of the pureblood gatherings the Black family attended. Her sister probably did not believe the rumors about Malfoy kissing her last Christmas that was why she thought he was a gentleman. Narcissa was contemplating whether or not to correct her sister’s rather wrong view of Malfoy when a knock came at the door. Narcissa’s lovely blue eyes left her sister and immediately darted toward the sound.

Apparently, all that it took for the Lucius Pompous Malfoy to show himself would be to talk about him. Narcissa paled considerably at the sight of him and prayed to the heavens he did not hear her talk about him with his sister. She frowned when he tried to look charming simply because he succeeded. She found the way he leaned on the doorframe attractive but shoved the thought of it as soon as it came. What on earth is he do- Before her brain was able to complete the internal question, she heard her sister congratulate Malfoy. Just then, she saw Malfoy’s prefect badge and for once in her life, Narcissa was speechless. It was a miracle she was able to stifle her groan. Surely, the world ended that day. Malfoy’s intense stare snapped her out of it. “And…. I see you still do not know how to keep your eyes to yourself.” She snapped icily, crossed her arms and gave Malfoy the coldest glare she could muster. As she was doing that, she caught sight of her sister and flushed. Meda probably thought she was being childish but Narcissa could not care less at the moment. When her sister told Malfoy to seat anywhere he liked, Narcissa hoped he would have enough sense not to sit anywhere near her.

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[lucius abraxas malfoy]

If Lucius Malfoy had known that the two Black sisters were talking about him right before he had entered the compartment, he would have been a mixture of surprised, amused, and rather pleased that he was a topic of discussion between the two of them, especially considering the younger Black sister likely hated his guts and never wanted to see him unless absolutely necessary. Of course they both seemed surprised to see him, though in two very different ways.

Andromeda seemed to simply be surprised to see him and he assumed that her summer had been busy enough that she had forgotten that he was a Prefect. Her nod at his words and the smile he got were enough for him and at her own words of congratulations, he nodded his thanks. She didn’t seem like she was likely to murder him and he hoped that she hadn’t heard or seen that he had kissed her sister, however likely that was considering he had done so in front of most of the Slytherins at Hogwarts.

His appearance seemed to shock Narcissa into speechlessness and she had even paled when she saw him. Her frown towards him did not go unnoticed and he wondered vaguely if he was about to get cursed or hex by her. His Prefect badge also seemed to shock her but she noticed his intense staring at him and snapped at him, reminding him to keep his eyes to himself. He glanced away and muttered something that sounded like "sorry," before he glanced her again, though this time less intense. She was like a magnet and he simply couldn’t help himself.

But he finally tore his gaze from Narcissa and towards her older sister when Andromeda noticed his debate of where to sit, not at all helping with his decision. But he figured it would be far safer to sit across from the youngest Black sister and it would give him a chance to watch her with having to turn his head and be too obvious about it. Plus, the glare he was being given made him think that if he sat next to her, she would hex him at any movement towards her, no matter how innocent or accidental it might be. So, for his own safety he took the seat next to Andromeda.

[andromeda cassiopeia black]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

Growing up as closely with someone, as close as the Black sisters had been, you were bound to know the other person as well as they knew themselves. So when Narcissa said “I love how you know me, Meda.” she only smiled softly and said “Don't forget that there are times I know you better than you know yourself.” knowing that it was truthful in any reverse situation. Or rather, it used to be so. A lot of things had changed in the last few years, yet in a way they were still the same. “You're right on both accounts. Truth be told, I honestly cared about Rupert.” All Andromeda could do was feel a little sympathetic for her sister, she knew that he had hurt her and this was all the confirmation that Meda needed to know that she had been right. “But now, I feel like a fool for even giving him the time of the day and honestly I do not even remember why I wasted my time with him.” Again she stood by what she had said about Narcissa being able to do much better than Rupert, she really believed that there was someone more suited for her younger sisters taste than the other boy had been. Not wanting to repeat herself, she state “Well, you already know how I feel about him.” Simply, before continuing on to say “You’ll find someone more tailored to your preferences. Rupert isn't, and will never be, the only one for you.” She could promise her that.

Of the three Black sisters Narcissa had always been the one most likely to find herself a good pure-blood man, the sort of man she wanted. She wasn't as strong-willed as Bellatrix, who had managed to marry not but a year ago nor was she as likely to question the way she had been raised, like Andromeda was no too long ago. On top of that there were males, both pure-blood and not, wishing for her to give them a chance. It wasn't that any of the sisters were unattractive, but many people viewed Narcissa as something of a classic beauty. She wouldn’t have to search very long, Andromeda was sure of that. She wouldn’t have been surprised if their mother didn’t have suitors lined up for the youngest Black sister already, all of whom she would believe to be worthy of her most prized daughter.

It seemed that Narcissa had, temporarily, been rendered speechless. Curious as to why Andromeda saw that she had also seen that Lucius had been made a prefect as well. Now she understood it all. She never knew the full details of their history, but she knew that her younger sister wasn't very fond of Lucius Malfoy. Never mind the fact the history of their families went back for generations, that apparently wasn't going to matter in this case. Not at the moment anyway. Andromeda noted the iciness in her sister's voice as she said “And…. I see you still do not know how to keep your eyes to yourself.” and it raised her curiosity even more. She had only heard Narcissa so openly use such a tone with muggle-borns and those their family deemed to be blood-traitors, and Sirius on occasion. The manner in which she glared and crossed her arms was slightly childish, and hardly inappropriate for who she is. Or so her mother would say if she were on the train with them. Andromeda was grateful that Druella wasn't able to attend Hogwarts with them, for more reasons than the fact that Narcissa was behaving in a manner she would see most unfitting for her. She waited a moment for Lucius to take a seat, and didn’t mind at all when he decided it was best to sit beside her. Instead of being rather rude, as her sister had been, Andromeda turned to him and asked “How was your Summer holiday Lucius?” genuinely wanting to know, and desperate to make some peaceful conversation.

WORDS,, 668 words
TAGGED,, Narcissa Black, Lucius Malfoy
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Honeymoon Avenue - Ariana Grande
NOTES,, Sorry it took me awhile to reply, Things have been crazy lately.
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[narcissa callidora black]

A PRETTY LITTLE PROBLEM
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Tag: Andromeda, Lucius Words: 524 Lyrics: Rockstar - Prima J
Outfit: Clicky Status: Complete
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Narcissa was not at all surprised at Andromeda’s words. It was true either way. The three sisters had grown up together and it was just not possible for them not to know each other. The youngest Black flashed her sister an easy, sweet and warm smile, which was reserved for her sisters. Even her so-called best friends Roxanne, Melanie and Cathia never received that kind of smile from her. Something about telling Andromeda her true feelings about Rupert made her feel a better. It was like she had miraculously released her pain through her mouth. When her sister, once again, spoke and reassured her that Rupert was not the one for her. Narcissa only nodded and smiled at Andromeda. “I know that now. And I’m glad that it is now rather than later.” She pointed out casually and shifted into a more comfortable position.

For a moment, she let herself share a comfortable silence with her sister as she eyed the rolling hills and lush greens outside the train. Rupert proved to be a timeless topic because she now absolutely had no idea how long she had been sitting and talking with her sister. But, seeing as there was no sign of the head boy and that there were no prefects yet, she was confident she had not been in the heads’ compartment for a long time.

After having snapped at Malfoy, crossed her arms and flushed when she caught sight of her sister, she saw more than heard Malfoy mutter an apology. Narcissa huffed in irritation, rolled her eyes and directed her gaze at the window. She knew it was extremely unbecoming of a Black to be rude to someone of Malfoy’s caliber. Blacks almost never misbehaved like she just did. It was simply because every Black was taught aristocratic etiquette and conduct by the age of four. But, at that moment, all of her mother’s lectures about proper conduct and behavior were lost on her. The young Black could not have been gladder that Andromeda was the family member who witnessed her misconduct and not her mother for Narcissa was certain her mother would have had a hippogriff.

She noticed Malfoy sat across her and next to Andromeda. At least he had enough sense not to seat anywhere near me. She thought darkly and tried to calm herself down. If Malfoy was prefect, the two of them would have to spend a lot of time together patrolling the corridors, etc. whether she liked it or not. She had dreamed of being a school prefect since day one and she was determined not to let anyone, even Malfoy, ruin it for her. He already ruined her relationship with Rupert, he was not allowed to ruin her time as a prefect too. When Andromeda opened her mouth to try to make peaceful conversation, Narcissa was relieved because the tensed atmosphere Malfoy brought with him could be cut with a knife. She turned towards the other two occupants of the compartment, her gaze focusing on her sister and then on Malfoy. She expertly forced her facial expression to look interested in what he had to say.

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[lucius abraxas malfoy]

Lucius was honestly surprised that Andromeda did not decide to come to her sister's defense and scold him as well. But she did seem shocked at Narcissa's behavior towards him when he had simply come in and couldn’t help but stare at her. He truly was sorry that he had made her uncomfortable but Narcissa did not seem to believe him since she huffed at him, rolled her eyes, and then turned her attention to the window. He gave a silent sigh, not really sure what to do right now. Of course, in her mind, she likely had perfect reason to dislike him. He had heard that she had blamed him for breaking up her and Rupert, even though he did not.

But he felt it best to mostly keep his eyes off of Narcissa, though not completely. To not look at her at all would be ignoring her and impolite. Plus, he doubted that he could keep his eyes off of her for the rest of the train ride to Hogwarts, or at least as long as this meeting would take. Andromeda seemed to notice how tense things were between him and Narcissa and asked him how his summer had gone. "It went fairly well. I spent most of it practicing Quidditch. I hope Slytherin can win the Cup this year." His voice was warm while he spoke briefly about Quidditch and his eyes were full of determination when he mentioned Slytherin winning the Cup.

He looked between the two Black sisiters. "How was your summer, Andromeda, Narcissa?" He was truly interested in what they had to say, especially Narcissa. He noticed her gaze and gave the youngest Black sister a warm smile before turning his attention back to her older sister. But he kept giving her brief side-glances, not trying to avoid her but not wanting to really get in trouble for staring at her again.