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This is the story behind Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. The secrets they didn't want anyone to know. The lies behind their perfect life and the explanation of the softness sometimes shown.
Chapter 1 - It Started With Hate
Narcissa Black was not her maiden name. Bellatrix was not her sister. Her name was Narcissa Haben, and she was muggle-born. She got her letter at age eleven like all the other students that attended Hogwarts. She was sorted into Ravenclaw; she was a very clever girl and she tended to keep to herself.
Lucius and Bellatrix were sorted into Slytherin. They were great friends, as were their parents. They fit perfectly into Slytherin. There was no doubt that they were where they belonged.
Narcissa and Lucius' first encounter was not a very good one. Lucius knew that she was muggle-born and he let her know that he didn't approve. But she put up a fight, she would not submit to his shallow remarks of "mudblood" or other things. She fought back with just as much fire and rage. She knew some pretty foul words as well. "You have so much sting! Sometimes I think you should've been put in Slytherin, if you weren't muggle-born." Her friends told her this over and over again. She hated it too, mostly because she agreed. Most of the Slytherins liked her until they realized what she was. After the first two years she became less social. In her third year she acquired quite a few enemies, including Lucius.
Lucius became Narcissa's worst enemy. They treated each other like dirt with no remorse. At the end of their third year they got into a fight. There was crowd gathered around and they dueled for quite some time. Lucius became furious when Narcissa won. He became more vicious when they came back for their fourth year. He bumped into her whenever he could, he sabotaged her whenever he could, but he wouldn't speak a word to her. They went through the entire fourth year without speaking a word to each other. The first day of their fifth year Narcissa pulled him aside and apologized. He said the only way he would accept it was if they dueled again, and she couldn't go easy on him. They had their battle, but Narcissa knew she would win again. She threw the duel. She never told him and he didn't realize it. She was so clever that it looked like she had tried her best. Lucius talked to her again, but never saying anything nice. But Narcissa was happy that things were normal again. At the end of that year they had a breakthrough. Lucius smiled at her. It quickly changed back to a sneer, but for one split second in time he smiled while looking at Narcissa. It had been so brief, though, that she hadn't noticed it.
It was now their sixth year, a week into it. Lucius had just turned sixteen. He, Bellatrix, and a few others were cheering and singing all morning in the Great Hall. Narcissa kept looking over at the Slytherin table with disgust. Bellatrix caught this and told Lucius. He threw her a look back and she turned away not looking again even as she left. Lucius got congradulations and cheers throughout the day. Every time Narcissa was around she threw him another nasty look. At the end of the day he got so fed up that he slapped her. Everyone around them stopped dead still, expecting Narcissa to say something back, maybe even punch, but she walked away. She didn't talk to him for a week.