This Wasn't Supposed to Happen

The First Time I Noticed You

Narcissa had just gotten off the Hogwarts Express at the station and saw a bearded figure standing by some boats on a lake. I can't believe I'm back here again, Narcissa thought to herself. Narcissa was the youngest of the black sisters, her oldest sister was Bellatrix the sister before her was Andromeda. This was her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was also the first year she made the confession of having interest in the boy that she was betrothed to.

They were now in the school and every one was in the common room except Narcissa. She was out walking the hallways.

"Cissa!" She heard her name being called from off in the distance. It was him, the boy she was betrothed to. "Hey. I thought maybe you would like to hangout togther?" He was stern looking but he was really very gentle.

"Sorry Lucius. I cant." Her voice was coated in poison

"Did I do something to you?" Lucius asked taking a step closer.

"No." Cissa replied bluntly backing up.

"Then why are you constantly annoyed with me?" He took another closer step.

"Juat because were betrothed doesnt mean were supposed to like each other." As she took her last step backwards she hit the cold stone wall. He was now just inches from her face.

Before she realized what was happening her lips had smashed onto his. There lips moving perfectly and fitting together like puzzle pieces. She pulled away gasping for air. She looked up to see him smirking.

"I thought you didn't like me?" She blushed at what he had said and covered her face with her hands. " What have I done!" A tear escaped one of her eyes and rolled down her cheek.

"What's wrong?" His expression changed from a smirk to caring.

"Lucius this wasn't supposed to happen." She said between sobs. "I wasn't supposed to like or have interest,let alone fall in love with you." She whispered the last part.

"What?" He asked

"Nothing. Forget I mentioned it." She waved her hand and went to walk away but was stopped by Lucius backing her against the wall and blocking her path with both his arms.

"Narcissa!" His voice was cold and concerned. It sent shivers down her spine. He never said her fist name unless it was serious. "What did you say?"

"I wasn't supposed to fall in love with you but I did." Lucius was so close that his chest had pressed against hers. He looked from her eyes to her lips before leaning in and giving her a long passionate kiss. His tounge occasionally running against her bottom lip. He pulled away and gasped, both of them did. He leaned close and whispered.

"Meet me by the quiddiatch pitch tomorrow night at eight." He left one last kiss on her temple. Before he could walk away she had kissed shortly again.

"See you tomorrow night." She whispered and then walked away. He smiled at the thought of seeing her again, especially now knowing the she had feelings for him as well.