ANOTHER SPOILER ALERT! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS WORDS STRAIGHT FROM THE BOOK HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS! WHICH I TAKE NO CREDIT FOR BECAUSE I DO NOT OWN THEM!

also I apologize for this being such a short story, but there's only so much I could do with it. I hope you enjoy the last Chapter of The Truth About the Malfoys.

Why Would You Cringe?

Narcissa slowly regained being able to talk. It took her about a month to be able to talk the way she did before that horrible night. Yet she never forgot what she saw, she knew that she had been muggle-born and not a real member of the Black family. She never told anyone, not even her husband. She thought that if she did he would not accept her. He did so before, but the little amount of innocence he had back then was surely gone, and he would be greatly ashamed. She couldn't tell Draco for he would tell his father, and be horribly saddened. Bellatrix was too close to the Dark Lord that she could not trust her with this secret either. No, this was something Narcissa would have to keep to herself.

Then one night, during Christmas Vacation, something happened. Someone appeared at her door asking to see the dark lord. "Who are you?"

"You know me! Fenrir Greyback! We've caught Harry Potter!"

Another man dragged him around to face the light. "I know 'e's swollen, ma'am, but it's 'im! If you look a bit closer, you'll wee 'is scar. And this 'ere, see the girl? The mudblood who's been traveling around with 'im, ma'am. There's no doubt it's 'im, and we've got 'is wand as well! 'Ere, ma'am."

"Bring them in." Narcissa Malfoy had Draco identify him.

"Well, Draco?" said Lucius Malfoy. "Is it? Is it Harry Potter?"

"I can't-I can't be sure."

"We had better be certain, Lucius," Narcissa called to her husband in her cold, clear voice. "Completely sure that it is Potter, before we summon the Dark Lord...They say this is his"-she was looking closely at the wand Greyback had given her-"but it does not resemble Ollivaner's description...if we are mistaken, if we call the Dark Lord here for nothing...Remember what he did to Rowle and Dolohov?"

"What about the mudblood, then?" growled Greyback. He turned the prisoners around so that the light shown on the girl.

"Wait," said Narcissa sharply. "Yes-yes, she was in Madam Malkin's with Potter! I saw her picture in the prophet! Look, Draco, isn't it the Granger girl?"

"I...maybe...yeah."

"But then, that's the Weasley boy!" Shouted Lucius, striding around the bound prisoners to face the red-haired boy. "It's them, Potter's friends-Draco, look at him, isn't it Arthur Weasley's son, what's his name-?"

"yeah," said Draco again, his back to the prisoners. "It could be."

Then Bellatrix came out. "What is this? What's happened, Cissy? But surely this is the mudblood girl? This is Granger?"

"Yes, yes it's Granger!" cried Lucius. "And beside her, we think, Potter! Potter and his friends, caught at last!"

"Potter?" shrieked Bellatrix, and she backed away, the better to take in Harry. "Are you sure? Well then, the Dark Lord must be informed at once!"

"I was about to call him!"

"Wait! Do not touch it, we shall all perish if the Dark Lord comes now!" Bellatrix's voice rang throughout the room. "Give me the sword. Where did you get this?" She had grabbed a hold of Greyback.

"How dare you? Release me, woman!"

"Where did you find this sword? Snape sent it to my vault in Gringotts!"

"It was in their tent, Release me, I say!"

"We have a very serious problem! The prisoners must be placed in the cellar, while I think what to do! Wait, all except...except for the mudblood." Narcissa shuddered at the word, but no one noticed. Bellatrix cut Hermione free from the other prisoners, then dragged her by the hair into the middle of the room. "Where did you get the sword?"

"We found it."

"How did you get into my vault?"

"We didn't."

"Don't lie to me!" She made a slashing movement with her wand, and a cut formed across Hermione's face. Hermione shrieked out. Narcissa thought she heard a yell from below, and she was getting nervous. "I'm going to ask you again! Where did you get this sword? where?"

"We found it-we found it-PLEASE!"

"You are lying, filthy mudblood," Again Narcissa shook. "and i know it! You have been inside my vault at Gringotts! Tell the truth, tell the truth!" Bellatrix slashed again. "What else did you take, what else? ANSWER ME! CRUCIO!" Hermione's screams echoed off the wall. "How did you get into my vault? Did that dirty little goblin in the cellar help you?"

"We only met him tonight!" Hermione sobbed. "We've never been inside your vault...It isn't the real sword! It's a copy, just a copy!"

"A copy? Oh, a likely story!"

"But we can find out easily!" came Lucius's voice.. "Draco, fetch the goblin, he can tell us whether the sword is real or not!" They waited in silence as Draco entered the cellar. Narcissa grabbed Lucius's hand. He gave her a funny look and then brushed it off. Draco returned with Griphook and threw him on the ground next to Hermione.

"Is this the real sword of Gryffindor?" Griphook examined it. Then suddenly there was a loud crack from beneath them.

"What was that?" Shouted Lucius. "Did you here that? What was that noise in the cellar?" Draco got up. "Draco-no, call Wormtail! Make him go and check!" They waited again in silence. When nothing happened Lucius yelled, "What is it, Wormtail?"

"Nothing! All fine!"

"Now," said Bellatrix asserting herself. "the sword." Griphook stared at it. "Well? Is it the true sword?"

"No." said Griphook. "It is a fake."

"Are you sure?" panted Bellatrix. "Quite sure?"

"Yes," said the goblin.

Relief broke across her face, all tension drained from it.

"Good," she said, and with a casual flick of her wand she slashed a deep cut into the goblin's face, and he dropped with a yell at her feet. She kicked him aside. "And now," she said in a voice that burst with triumph, "we call the Dark Lord!"

And she pushed back her sleeve and touched her forefinger to the Dark Mark. "And I think, we can dispose of the mudblood."

Narcissa's grip on Lucius's hand tightened. He looked at her but she whispered, "Nothing."

"Greyback," Bellatrix continued. "take her if you want her."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The red haired boy burst through the drawing room. "Expelliarmus!" and Bellatrix's wand flew into the air. Harry stupified Lucius, and jets of light flew from Draco's, Narcissa's, and Greyback's wands.

Bellatrix pulled out a knife and held it to Hermione's throat. "STOP OR SHE DIES! Drop your wands. I said, drop them!" The boys dropped their wands. "Good! Draco pick them up!" Then came a grinding noise from above. All of them looked up in time to see the crystal chandelier tremble; then with a creak and an ominous jingling, it began to fall. Bellatrix was directly beneath it; dropping Hermione, she threw herself aside with a scream. The chandelier crashed to the floor in an explosion of crystal and chains. Glittering shards of crystal flew in all directions: Draco doubled over, his hands covering his bloody face.

Narcissa dragged Draco away from harm as Greyback was stupified. She pointed her wand at the doorway. "Dobby! You! You dropped the chandelier?"

"Kill him Cissy!" shrieked Bellatrix. But with a crack Narcissa's wand flew out of her hands. Dobby ran towards the the boys, the mudblood and the goblin, and soon disaparated, but not before Bellatrix threw the knife straight into his chest.

Then Voldemort appeared. "Where is Potter?"

"He just dissaparated. The house elf-"

"HE'S NOT HERE?" Voldemort lifted his wand. The Malfoys and Bellatrix were able to make it out. But everyone left behind was killed.

Luckily they were able to escape the Dark Lord's anger, and Draco returned to Hogwarts when it was time. Lucius pulled Narcissa aside. "Why did you cringe?"

"What?"

"When we had Potter. You cringed as if you sympathized with the mudblood."

"No, it was nothing."

"Narcissa!"

"It just reminded me of...When Dolores came...and tortured me." Lucius seemed to buy it, and everything settled down a bit.

Then came the battle at Hogwarts. Lucius, Narcissa, and Bellatrix were all at the Dark Lord's side when he killed Harry Potter, or at least when he thought he killed Harry Potter. When the Dark Lord died, the Malfoy family stood amongst the cheering crowd feeling very out of place.

When they got home, she decided to tell Lucius the truth. "I'm not who you think I am."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm...muggle-born. You used to know that, but we used memory charms on everybody including ourselves. It took us months to make it look like I was Bellatrix's sister. That's why Dolores Umbridge came, something leaked."

Lucius was speechless. "You were a mudblood...and I...or you...you tricked me into marrying you."

"No, we dated, before all of that. You knew I was a mudblood and you still dated me."She was afraid Lucius was going to get angry. She could see something surfacing.

"I'm glad I did." Then there was relief, and then there was a hug.

Narcissa Malfoy stood by the hospital bed holding baby Scorpius, her brand new grandson. She looked up at Lucius and smiled. He returned the smile, and life was good.