Oneshots 'n Shortstories

Narcissa x Reader ✨+ ✂️

Yep, I think this belongs here. But I stick to book descriptions or the online ones because I'm too lazy to look them up. I found blue eyes for Cissa so yeah... And we're assuming Cissy isn't dating/married to Luc Ok ok-

A little NSFW warning in the end. I will mark it with ✂️✂️✂️ when it will start- I mean nobody wants smut right? * coughs *
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I roamed the library in Diagon Alley, savoring the smell of new books or antique, crumbling bundles of leather. At the end of the alley I stumbled into a woman about my own age. So around 20.

Yes, okay, 30 - I don't want to admit it, but - well, time flies. Her blue eyes looked at me a little nervously and hesitantly. "Excuse me, I didn't see you there ma'am!" I stammered, a little embarrassed because my clumsiness was showing again.

"Oh don't worry dear, everything is fine." She said and smiled at me. The little nickname she gave me didn't escape me. My gaze wandered up and down her. She was taller than me. Her hair was blonde with some brown highlights. I looked up into her eyes again and still stuttered a bunch of apologies before turning and walking away.

I wanted to grab a book I liked and turn around quickly, but it seemed to be the same book the woman wanted as well. We grabbed it at the same time and our hands were on top of each other for a moment before I flinched back. She had to laugh softly. It was a bright and genuine laugh.

"I guess we have the same taste," I explained haltingly, because I was a little overwhelmed. Her blue eyes had a cold shimmer, but it was characterized by momentary warmth. Almost as if other coldness and contempt had blown away. My hand was tingling numb. And my eyes traveled down to the full lips that weren't quite as pale as her skin.

"I think so." Despite the cold, her clear voice radiated a kind of friendliness. "By the way-" she stretched out her hand to me. ,,Black. Narcissa Black." I took her hand and smiled back at her. "Y/n Y/l/n!" I said, back to normal as possible. Because the presence of this woman not only made me incredibly nervous, but also triggered a pleasant prickle in me. "Nice to meet you, love." She eyed me again. "Your eyes are pretty." She then said. I mentally got startled at the compliment.

"Oh, they're boring." But she insisted that she hadn't seen anything this beautiful in a long time. She had meanwhile pulled the book off the shelf and handed it to me.
"No, no, just take that Ma'am! I also think-" but she literally pressed it into my hand. "Stop calling me Ma'am darling. Please call me Narcissa." I rubbed the back of my head.

"But still- you Ma-um Marcissa you're supposed to take the book!" She smiled at me and grabbed my wrist before firmly pushing the book into my hand. She instead pulled out another one and pushed me toward the counter. Before I could give the money to the seller after whom he quoted me the price, Black had already paid it. I sighed. "Narcissa, please. I can pay for my books myself!" But she just wrinkled her nose like there was a bad smell around and paid for her book as well.

Her hand wrapped around my waist and she practically pushed me out of the store. "What are you doing?" I asked hesitantly. The warmth that emanated from her was pleasant, but the gay panic in me definitely wasn't. "I'd like to invite you for a coffee, honey." She explained calmly, while I nervously let myself be dragged behind. She leaned her head more towards me to get a closer look at me. She came closer to me and my head paused for a moment.
A smile curled her lips and I got the odd feeling she had asked me something.

Her hand wandered, as if by accident, a little lower on my back as she pushed me through a door towards a two-person table. I sat down and nervously fumbled with my shirt. "Earth to Y/n?" My gaze instantly snapped from my hands up into her eyes. She had to grin and let out an 'aw' out loud. "Like a frightened deer. Y/n you don't have to be nervous about me- I don't bite." Then she looked down at my neck, just for a tiny but noticeable moment, until they locked in my gaze again.