Chapter 3
Part I - Alice
Alice is sitting in her Charms class, staring at her parchment and trying to write down the steps to practicing the new spell they're learning.
Wingardium Leviosa - Levitation spell
- Swish and flick
- Wingardium Leviosa
She swishes and flicks and swishes and flicks, but the feather on her desk wont budge. It just isn't working.
The blonde girl next to her reaches out. "Hey, let me help you" she offers with a friendly smile. She takes Alice's hand and swishes and flicks. "This is how you have to do it. Now say the incantation with me. Wingardium Leviosa." Just like that, the feather lifts off her desk and rises to the ceiling.
"I did it! Thank you! Narcissa, isn't it? I saw you on the train"
"Yes, uhm, I was scared you hated me for getting into Slytherin"
"Of course not, we made a promise, right? Friends?"
"Friends."
"Alice! Come on we're gonna be late for transfiguration! Frank's waiting for us there" a ginger girl calls out.
"Coming, Molly! Just give me a few seconds!"
"Molly Weasley, huh? I heard the Weasley family is really poor. Do you really want to be friends with her?" Narcissa asks.
"Yeah, Molly is nice. I like her" Alice wonders why she shouldn't be friends with such a lovely girl like Molly. Does money really define what someone's worth? Was it really wise to be friends with a girl like Narcissa?
Alice picks up her books and hurries to the door without looking back to say good bye to Narcissa.
Part II - Narcissa
Narcissa hurries out of the classroom. On her way to the dungeons, she hears two older gryffindors giggling and whispering in a corner. She can't hear what they are saying but she picks up a few words. Crazy, sick, brutal. Words used to describe the broken children of the noble and most ancient house of Black. Her sisters tell her it's a cruel world out there, but maybe they are the cruel ones. Narcissa hears Bellatrix's screams when mother punishes her. Narcissa hears Andromeda crying in her room after father punishes her. Narcissa hears everything.
"Oi Narcissa Black! I'm Lucius, Lucius Malfoy. I've heard much about you from my father" a skinny boy with silky blonde hair calls out. She has seen him in the common room, often hanging out with Crabbe and Goyle, two second years. Her mother speaks quite highly of the Malfoys, them being the one of the "only true pureblood families left"
"What do you want?" she snaps, the words coming out harsher as she had wanted. She is not in the mood for any conversations she just wanted to go back to her dorm and read the book she had started that morning.
"I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to walk back to the common room together"
"It's not that long Malfoy, I'm sure I can go there on my own. I don't need someone running after me like a dog"
She speeds up and half walks, half runs back to the common room, rushing up the stairs to get to her dorm room. She sees two figures standing close to eachother identities hidden by the shadow. She doesn't think much of it at first, but the shadow of the tight black curls gave away her sister's identity. She wondered why her sister would be doing possibly inappropriate things with a girl, their parents have frequently told them not to be around these faggots or homosexuals, so why would someone like Bella be a homosexual?
"Bella is that you?" Narcissa asks softly.
The two girls jump apart, now standing 3 metres away from eachother.
"Narcissa, what are you doing here?" Bellatrix asks, the panic in her voice barely being disguised by the obnoxious tone. The other girl fidgets with her hands and Narcissa now realizes that it's Rita Skeeter, Bella's best friend.
"I was just going to my dorm room, what were you doing here with Rita?"
"We were just... talking. It was a private matter, so we had to stand close together"
"Why were your hands under Rita's shirt?"
"She, uh, wasn't feeling well. I had to see if she had a fever"
Narcissa knows her sister is lying, but she accepts that answer and walks towards her dorm room.