She goes back to black

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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She goes back to black
Summary
What about the secret life and thoughts of narcissa black before she became Narcissa Malfoy? What about what we were never told?What if she almost got out?My take on what Narcissa's life pre books could've been (lots of nobleflower but sadly canon compliant:( )
Note
hi guys, hope you enjoy!this was written while I was sick and I read over it like once so apologies if it's a bit dodgychapter updates might be a bit random but I'll try my best :)
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Expectations and observations

Narcissa was nervous for her sorting. Bella had assured her that she would be Slytherin without a doubt and that she had nothing to worry about but she wasn't quite so sure.

 

She didn't have long to wait before “Black, Narcissa” was called, and she walked up on shaking legs to place the hat on her head.

 

“Another black, interesting” it said. “ Not Hufflepuff, you haven't got the temperament for that, certainly not Gryffindor, not that either. A smart mind though, yes, ravenclaw maybe? No, I see a strong sense of self preservation, and cunning, better be SLYTHERIN ”

 

Narcissa sighed in relief as she put the hat back on the stool and made her way down to the applauding Slytherin table. Bella gave her a look of pride, while Andy just appeared slightly sad.

 

She watched as her yearmates were sorted.The newest bones sibling unsurprisingly going to Hufflepuff, a pretty girl named Alice going to Gryffindor and Lucius Malfoy, sorted into Slytherin. Mother told her to befriend Lucius as he came from a very powerful family 

 

Narcissa wasn't overly impressed with what she saw. He had long blonde hair not unlike hers (they were probably related) and already seemed like he thought he was better than everyone. Yet she had a duty to her family to do, so she introduced herself, and liked him less and less as their conversation continued. Of course she would have to suck up to an asshole.

 

After they'd eaten, and the headmaster who mother and father didn't like said a few words, it was off to bed for the first years.

 

The Slytherin common room was just how Bellatrix had described it. Cool viridian green carpet and curtains, with dark wooden tables and plush furniture, the moonlight filtering through the lake and windows to create a mystical vibe.

 

A prefect lead her and a few other girls up to a room and told them that this would be their dormitory until fifth year.

 

After assessing the girls of her year, she decided to befriend the gorgeous Italian girl, Zahara Zabini. She recognised the name, meaning she probably came from a good family and looked like she could easily charm others to do as she wished without them even realising.

 

They became close friends, along with a girl named Azalea Greengrass. It was great to have friends to enjoy school with, and soon the year began to fly by. Classes were easy, her family settled for only the best tutors after all, so Narcissa found herself quite bored in class. She had taken to watching people. Mother always said it was good to watch people, she said one can decipher their intentions and weaknesses, all just by watching. Although as long as no one notices you watching, that, is most embarrassing.

 

So she made sure no one saw her while she watched. Her favourite person to watch was the pretty girl Alice from the sorting. She had hair chopped in blunt layers that shouldn't have looked nice but they did. On her they looked amazing. She had pale skin with a smattering of freckles across her nose and warm brown eyes, almost the same colour as narcissas own wand. 

 

Another reason she was Narcissa's favourite person to watch was not just because she was objectively nice to look at, it was her in general. The way she grinned and laughed with her friends, her nose scrunching and eyes twinkling. 

 

Narcissa missed watching her that summer.

 

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