Chapter conserning a Kiss
They thought the common room was empty, they were wrong.
Narcissa watched in horror as her eldest sister and her betrothed entwined themselves in the common room, kissing passionately.
It was, she admitted, a beautiful contrast. Lucius' light hair and eyes against Bellatrix's dark.
It was almost too much to bear, to know that the man that you would be spending the rest of your life with would rather snog your sister than even spare you a single glance.
Narcissa sniffed back tears as she exited the room and stumbled down the corridors. Why was she always the little lost lamb?