Chapter 7 : Dark + Magic = Malfoy
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A few weeks had passed, and it was nearly mid-November. The cool breeze of the fiery autumn air had begun to die down, leaving behind a subtle chill. The school grounds were packed with wandering students, mostly first and second years who enjoyed tossing themselves around in the hazy leaves. If one were to look closely, they would notice three very preoccupied girls sitting cross-legged beneath a naked tree, bickering quietly.
“Nixie, it’s been two weeks,” Vesper argued. “He’s human. He made a mistake. You can’t hold it against him forever.”
“He deliberately lied to me, Vesper. You don’t know what that’s like,” Nixie snapped at her friend, turning away.
Narcissa rolled her eyes, something she’d been doing an awful lot lately. Nixie was getting on her last nerve. Vesper agreed with her that Nixie was a complete drama queen. She refused to even breathe in Drew’s direction, and though he said nothing, Narcissa could see how hurt he was. And to top it all off, Nixie had begun using the straightening charm on her hair again! Unbelievable! Narcissa had come to the conclusion that Drew had purposely hid that secret from Nixie because he was ashamed of even attempting dark magic. Her father practiced it quite casually in private, doing his best to hide it, but Narcissa was not callow. Malfoy, however in her opinion, had only been naively curious about the dark arts, being the fool that he was. The incantation he’d used to split the staircase had definitely been dark magic, she was sure of it.
“Ladies,” Vesper cleared her throat. “I know we haven’t talked much about our plan lately, but I wanted to know if we’re still doing it or not.”
“Of course we’re doing it!” Narcissa jumped, her shrieking voice frightening a few first year Hufflepuffs.
“Doing what?” a shrill voice asked. Perfect. Just who they wanted to see.
“Get lost, Cilia,” Nixie warned as Cilia approached them, “before I shove my arm down your throat.”
“Be careful, Keating,” Cilia retorted with an indifferent face. “That tone of yours might get you a detention, or worse.”
She flipped her blonde hair and continued along the curved path, eventually disappearing from their sight.
“That fat tart,” Nixie spit out, glaring off in Cilia’s direction.
“She knows we’re up to something,” Vesper informed intuitively.
“I don’t care what she thinks,” Narcissa waved her off. “All I care about is finally acting on what we planned weeks ago!”
“Well the first Quidditch match is only days away, but we’ll be ready by then. All we need to do is sneak into the boys' dormitory the night before the match without getting caught. And ladies, that’s when the fun begins.” Vesper couldn’t help the excited edge to her voice.
Professor Horace Slughorn had barely started the potions lesson when the three eager friends entered and took a seat. Giggling with delight, they pulled out their potion books and flipped open to the declared page. Many “oohs” and “ahs” were heard upon reading the title of the chapter “The Love Potion.”
“Now I’m sure all of you young ladies know what a love potion does, am I correct?” Professor Slughorn prompted with a smile.
“It beguiles the drinker, Professor,” Cilia blurted out with flushed cheeks, neglecting to raise her hand.
“Excellent, Ms. Hormitch, and as Head Girl, I’m betting you’ve infiltrated many of them.”
“Or made,” Vesper whispered to Narcissa. Cilia cast a dark glare at them, having overheard.
“Now listen up everyone,” Professor Slughorn clapped his hands. “Today, in pairs, we’re going to brew a specific love potion called Amortentia, which is the strongest love potion in the world. The group who makes the most advanced potion will earn 20 points each to their house. The groups are as is: Ms. Ramone and Ms. Perrywinkle, Ms. Crawford and Mr. Davis, Ms. Hale and Mr. Amador, Ms. Hormitch and Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Keating and Ms. Fosner, Ms. Brendras and Mr. Tonler, and finally, Ms. Black and Mr. Knight.”
Narcissa shot a guilty look at Nixie as Drew approached, a crooked smile masking the morose truth. Lucius, paired with Cilia, looked like he wanted to suffocate himself by sticking his head in the cauldron. Narcissa wished he would. Vesper rushed past her, yanking on her robes so tightly that she stumbled back, knocking over an empty vial.
“Ohmygodimsosorryijustwantedtotellyouthatimabouttofaintbecauseslughornpairedmewithdmitriokayillleaveyoualonenowbye,” Vesper gasped out in one breath.
Narcissa bit her lip to keep from laughing and drew out her wand, muttering a simple reparo as the broken shards of glass put themselves back together. Placing the vial back on the table, whose eye should she catch if not Lucius Malfoy’s, who instantly turned away at first glance.
Nodding it off, she directed her attention back to Vesper, who was at the table to her left. She had edged herself far from Dmitri, who looked like he was thinking a wee bit hard.
Vesper’s eyes widened when Dmitri suddenly spoke.
“I’ll bet you don’t need a love potion to get what you want, Ms. Hale.”
Vesper snorted unattractively to show her disgust. “I can only wonder how many witches you’ve used that one on.”
Dmitri frowned, obviously expecting a better response. “Just you, honestly. I was only trying to be a bit charming.”
“Yes, well, you’re better off not trying at all.”
Narcissa laughed, intrigued by the failed attempt of conversation she was witnessing. Her smile, however, ceased when her eyes fell on Drew, who was intently staring across the room at Nixie.
“She’s overreacting a bit, isn’t she?” Drew asked, not taking his eyes off of her.
“It’s Nixie, of course she’s overreacting,” Narcissa pointed out, snapping Drew back into his logical senses. “She’ll get over it.”
“I’ve never seen her so upset.”
“Well of course she’s upset, Drew, you hid a huge part of your life from her.”
Drew sighed a deep sigh and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He picked up the potions book and began reading the instructions.
“It’s not that I didn’t want to tell her, Cissy,” Drew spoke, agitated, as he added ashwinder eggs into the cauldron. “It’s just a part of myself that I’m not proud of and I didn’t want her knowing.”
“Did you tell her that?”
“She wouldn’t listen!” he exclaimed loudly as a few people glanced in their direction.
“Did you really practice dark magic with Malfoy?” Narcissa inquired while adding peppermint and rose thorns.
Drew’s jaw tightened before he responded, “Yes, for a few months. It wasn’t just me and Malfoy though, there were other people. The Rosiers, the Lestranges…they were all a part of it too, and it started getting serious. That’s why I stopped being friends-”
“Friends with Malfoy,” she nodded, remembering what Nixie had said a few weeks ago. She cringed at the mention of her relatives, the Rosiers. And the Lestranges? She wondered if Bellatrix knew that her husband, Rodolphus Lestrange, had practiced dark magic. Then again, her sister always had been twisted, so the idea of Bella knowing and cooperating with it surprised her very little.
“You have to understand something, Narcissa,” Drew explained. “Lucius was pulled into all that stuff, and no matter what I did, I couldn’t get him out. I didn’t want that to happen to me, so I just dropped him.”
“Is that why he hates you so much?” she asked, putting all the pieces together. She turned towards Malfoy, who was now watching them with his head held high. He knew they were talking about him. Smirking, he tore his eyes away and added an ingredient to his potion.
“Yeah. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I don’t think he’s delved in too deep, though he is fairly practiced in it. It’s just not my sort of thing, you know? I don’t want to get mixed up with his crew of idiotic-”
Before Drew could finish his sentence, a loud eruption made both Drew and Narcissa jump, as well as everyone else in the classroom. Narcissa turned to see Vesper, whose face was covered in black ash and a bit of boiling anger. Professor Slughorn rushed over to Vesper and Dmitri, his eyes wide in astonishment.
“Ms. Hale, you of all people-”
“Professor, I told him not to add too much, but he didn’t listen to me!” Vesper cried, her hands shaking in anger. Dmitri, meanwhile, was silently sitting in shock, never having had a potion blow up in his face.
“Very well, Ms. Hale. Mr. Amador, you will stay after class and brew another pot of Amortentia, correctly this time, with the help and supervision of Ms. Hale.”
“But, Professor-” Vesper wailed, standing up.
“That is that!” he shouted impatiently, silencing them with his finger.
Narcissa burst into laughter once again from the look on Vesper’s face. She caught Nixie’s eye, and they both giggled hysterically with each other, until Nixie caught Drew’s eye. Then she abruptly turned away, any hint of a smile washed from her face.
After Professor Slughorn finished examining every cauldron, he awarded 20 house points to Lucius and Cilia each. Cilia squealed with excitement and pride, as opposed to Lucius, who simply sat there as if he’d accomplished a task as pathetic as repairing a broken vase.
Narcissa and Nixie left class together, when Drew suddenly popped up behind them.
“Nixie, I need to talk to you,” he declared, blocking her path.
She stood utterly still, unsure what she should do.
“Go on, Nixie,” Narcissa urged, egging her on. “I’ll meet you back in the common room.”
Leaving Nixie to deal with Drew, she made her way down the hall, until she came face to face with Malfoy. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought he had been deliberately waiting for her to walk by.
“Still think I’m a liar?” he spat in her face as she stepped back.
“Why do you care what I think?” she retorted, pushing him out of the way.
As she turned to walk away, he grabbed her arm, gently but firmly, and maneuvered her into him.
“I saw you talking to Drew in potions, and I believe you owe me an apology,” he commanded, making her scoff.
“An apology? You may have inched your way out of this one, but that doesn’t make you any less of a liar.”
She pushed him away and continued on to the common room, when Malfoy suddenly cut her off from her path once again.
“Apology, Black,” he repeated, his tone sharp.
“Are you really that proud, Malfoy, that-”
Disregarding her sentence, Lucius enclosed the space separating them, bounding Narcissa against the wall. Leaving no distance between them, he leaned in close with hungry eyes.
“Apologize,” he ordered, his silky hair brushing Narcissa’s shoulder.
“You brazen man,” she whispered angrily, struggling against him.
“What’s going on here?” came a stern voice accompanied by light footsteps.
They turned to see Professor Septima striding towards them, her long emerald cloak floating gracefully behind her. Lucius instantly pulled back, allowing Narcissa to finally breathe. She straightened herself out, her chest heaving. She couldn’t stop the shaking of her hand, and in an attempt to conceal it, slipped it into her robe.
“Why is your face so red, Ms. Black?” Professor Septima asked, squinting her eyes.
Narcissa’s hand flew to her cheek, resting against the flame that had ignited beneath her skin. Why was her face red? And why was her heart beating so fast? Surely it wasn’t exhilaration pumping through her veins, or was it? Perhaps it was the thrill of being so close to a man as dangerous as Lucius Malfoy and living to tell the tale.
“It’s just so stuffy down here, Professor. I’m finding it difficult to breathe.”
“Well then I suggest some fresh air, Ms. Black. Hurry along now.”
As soon as Professor Septima disappeared around the corner, Narcissa turned to scold Lucius, but wasn’t quick enough as he had some scolding of his own to do.
“Consider yourself lucky, Black,” he warned, his lips shaping themselves into an evil grimace. “Next time, you won’t get away so easily.”
He turned and stormed down the hallway, leaving Narcissa to slump up against the wall.
Next time, she thought to herself, the one wanting to get away will be you, Lucius Malfoy.
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