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Everything had been so undeniably perfect during my entire sixth year, that it was bound to all go to hell before the end of seventh. I was glad that I had found the happiness I had, but at the same time I was mournful and weary of the difficult choices I would have to make in the very near future.

I paced back and forth in my dormitory, glad that none of my roommates were present and that I didn’t have to worry about bothering anyone else. A quick glance at the clock told me that it was almost two in the morning, and I could still hear the celebratory party carrying on in full swing downstairs.

Slytherin had beaten Gryffindor, and it was rumored that we were a shoe-in for the Quidditch Cup this year. Beside my four-poster bed was a letter from Taleesa Garland, healer in charge of St. Mungo’s Creature Induced Injuries floor stating that my internship for next summer was approved. My studies were all going extremely well so far, as I spent nearly every free moment that I had in the Library. Things between Ted and I had also been going extremely well. In the middle of sixth year, after years of unresolved tension and skirting around our mutual chemistry and attraction, he had pulled me into a passionate snog in an empty classroom, and asked me to be his girlfriend. I agreed instantly, despite my apprehensions, because he knew and understood my plight of being a pure-blooded witch, and not being able to go public with our relationship.

Things had gone smoothly for the first few months, but as our relationship intensified, so did the stakes. Over the summer holidays mum tried to find me various suitors for when I graduated, and even went as far as to throw three different balls at our estate to try and further her purpose. She tried to set me up with Lucius Malfoy first, most likely because he was in my year and his family was quite wealthy and prestigious. But I knew, even then, that Cissy fancied him, even if she wouldn’t admit it to herself, and I would never betray her in such a way. Next came Walden MacNair, the new executioner for the Ministry (as if!), and finally mum brought around my new brother-in law Rabastian. He was probably the best suited of all of them, but when it came down to it neither one of us was particularly interested in the other, and my mother’s forced escapades made me that much more grateful that I had Ted waiting for me back here at Hogwarts.

But tonight, Merlin had apparently decided that I had seen enough happiness in the past few months, and sent everything tumbling down. During one of our secret rendezvous in the kitchens, Cissy walked in and saw the two of us together. Before I could say anything or try and follow her she took off running, and I knew that a great row would ensue between us, and that it was possible she would never speak to me again.

I continued my frantic pacing, hoping beyond hope that Cissy would be willing to talk about this. My silent prayers were interrupted by a soft knocking on my door, and my heart fluttered with renewed sense of faith.

Narcissa strode into the room, her usual grace and elegance trailing behind her as though nothing were wrong. The only indication that things weren’t as they seemed with her was her blood-shot eyes, and the streaks down her cheek left behind from earlier tears.

“Hey,” she said softly as she sat down stiffly on my bed, crossing and then uncrossing her legs repeatedly.

“Hey,” I said back, completely unsure of both myself and what to say now that she was here.

The silence between us hung thick in the air, creating a palpable residue of unspoken words laced with resentment and tension.

I took a deep breath, trying to force my mind to think, but Narcissa beat me to it. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked simply, her beautiful crystalline eyes betraying her hurt and anger toward me.

I swallowed hard, trying to pinpoint the exact reasons why. “I didn’t think you would love me anymore,” I said, knowing how wrong it sounded, but still feeling as though there could be a grain of truth to the fears I had just voiced.

She averted her gaze from my own, and seemed to mull over my words. She starred out the window blankly, allowing her own thoughts to wash over her. “You were right,” she said, with no hint of cruelty or malice in her voice. My heart dropped at her words, but I merely nodded in understanding. “But I’ve had some time to think things over tonight, and I realize now that I truly to understand why you didn’t tell me.” She ran her elegant fingers through her long tousled hair before letting out a deep sigh. “But it’s your life Andy, and I’m not going to interfere with what, or who makes you happy.”

I looked at her, my big brown eyes widening in shock. “What?” I questioned, stammering slightly.

“Oh bollocks Andy, you’re going to make me repeat it? I said, that it’s not my business what you do with your life,” she said softly before letting out a cheeky smirk. “I wish you could’ve come to me before, but I do understand.”

I closed my eyes tightly, hardly daring to believe her words. Narcissa had never been one to lie, but even in my wildest dreams I couldn’t have pictured her taking my relationship with Ted this well. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I wanted to. You’re my best mate Cissy, and you always will be,” as I spoke tears sprung to my eyes, and I walked toward my younger sister apprehensively.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. I wouldn’t have understood before, but now I think I do,” she stated simply, standing from her spot on my bed and throwing her arms around me.

I pulled away from her, and looked deeply into her eyes, “Oh not you too?” I wailed, not wanting my sister to suffer the same situation that I was in, and thinking that it may be where here sudden understanding sprouted from.

Narcissa laughed loudly as she shook her head, and shoved me lightly away from her, “For the love of Merlin’s stubby beard, get a grip Andy,” she declared incredulously. “I would never allow myself to love,” she paused, clearly trying to mull her choice of words over carefully. “To love someone that mum and dad wouldn’t approve of. You’re the rebel in the family, not me.”

I looked at her before laughing with her, suddenly so filled with hope for my future that I felt as though I could burst with it. Her acceptance of me was a good first step. “You didn’t even call him a mudblood!” I cried happily in a sing-song voice.

Narcissa turned his nose up in disdain, but I didn’t let her prejudices affect my mood. “No, I didn’t, but only for your sake. Let’s get something straight right now,” she said as she pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. “I don’t want to get mixed up in this. You’re my best friend and my sister, and I love you, but I refuse to go down with you. If mum, dad, Bella, or anyone else catches you, I had nothing to do with this, and I knew nothing about it.”

I nodded my head in silent agreement before speaking, “I wouldn’t expect you to Cissy. This is my fight, not yours.” I licked my lips before continuing, “But I can’t even tell you how happy I am that you support me. After you saw us I nearly worried myself to death over the thought of losing you. I couldn’t bear that.”

Narcissa threw an arm casually around my shoulders and pulled me in close, “You don’t have to worry about losing me Andy. And I don’t support you,” she said thickly. “I think you’re playing with fiendfyre, and that eventually you’re going to get burned. But I love you enough to stand by you.”

I kissed her softly on her forehead, just like I did when she was the little girl that crawled into bed with me because she had a nightmare. The poignant nostalgia of the memory was enough to bring tears to my eyes again, but I blinked several times, willing them to stop.

After that the two of us snuggled into my four poster bed and talked into the early morning hours. She finally admitted to me about how she fancied Lucius, and that he had snogged her in front of everyone in the common room right after I left. I talked about Ted, and how happy he had made me over the past year. We giggled and laughed, pushing one another off the bed from time to time and then erupting into fights of unattractive snorts and giggles, long after my roommates had returned to our dorm and retired to their own beds. She even teased me about my old stuffed toy that she knew was hidden away under my bed, a now one legged duck named Ducky.

The first weak rays of the morning sunlight shone through the heavy curtains, and a single golden thread touched Narcissa’s face. She was snoring softly, and I brushed a loose curl from her cheek. She looked so much like an angel in that instant, that I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of love for her. She had found out my deepest, darkest secret, and still loved me. All I needed in this world was the man I loved beside me and my sister in my heart.

This is a companion one-shot to The Three Sisters Black, The Inner Workings of the Narcissus Flower, and Moment of Truth.

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