One night, her life was monotonous, safe, and predictable. The next morning, she awoke between the silk sheets of Malfoy Manor, in the body of a woman who wasn't hers, under the icy-yet strangely burning-gaze of Lucius Malfoy. Trapped in Narcissa's skin, she must not only contend with a husband whose sensuality rivals her coldness, but also with a world where family name is everything and a social system designed to destroy those she loves. With baby Draco in her arms and the knowledge of an impending war that the books never depicted with such starkness, she decides to play her own game. In a power game where the Headmaster of Hogwarts pulls the strings and pure-blood traditions are a gilded cage, Narcissa must choose: follow the established script or set the system ablaze to save her son's future... and that of a green-eyed boy who doesn't yet know what awaits him. A fanfic of redemption, adult romance, and a battle against fate.
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