“That complete and utter fucking bastard!”
Lily stifled her laughter, refilling her friend’s shot glass with more Firewhiskey. Having predicted that something like this was going to happen, she had warned James that Narcissa would be coming over for a girls night in. James, smart man that he was, had opted to stay with Sirius at his flat and watch football, as they both conveniently had the night off for once.
“He’s a…a Hufflepuff’s hoo-ha!”
That was the last straw though. Lily completely lost it, howling with laughter, barely remembering to put the bottle down as she laughed until she cried.
Narcissa ignored her and threw the drink to the back of her throat, relishing the burn and the corresponding smoke along with the heady rush of alcohol, before falling back onto the couch. Her eyes fluttered, then focused on Lily, as she waggled her finger at the other witch.
“Thank you.” She said. “I didn’t want to believe, but now I know. And all that…shite my family spouted about how I was the last hope to continue the family bloodline, and how it all fell to me, and Lucius was the perfect match, was utter and complete dragon shite. And now look who has the last laugh! Ha!”
“As much as I’m enjoying this,” Lily giggled. “I think it’s time to put the alcohol away for a bit. It was just to take the edge off.” She shook her head fondly, her voice sad. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this, Selina.”
“’s cuz I can’t. Have to be the perfect society princess, the ice queen. Prissy Cissy. If you touch her, you might get frost bit.” Narcissa sing songed. “Hands off in Slytherin House. They knew better. But Potter, he never could resist a challenge, could he?”
Lily froze. “What?”
The blonde rolled her head to look over at her. Her gaze was glossy, far away. “Purebloods always have summer gatherings, parties. Everyone who’s anyone is invited. And you know what happens when a bunch of teenagers get together…’s Sirius’s fault though.”
“Of course it is.” Lily muttered with a sigh. “What happened?”
“Seven minutes in heaven. He dared Potter n’ me.” Narcissa leaned close to the other woman, as if imparting a great secret. “Potter’s a really good kisser.”
“That he is. Don’t tell him though, he’s already got a big enough head.” Lily replied dryly, the absurd humor of the situation beginning to break through. She had been so focused on the future – her future, and Narcissa’s – that she hadn’t given any thought to the idea that Narcissa and James already had a past and connection. Could she really still go through with this crazy plan to have James sire Narcissa’s child?
She studied the blonde woman, now dozing lightly next to her, pale gold hair loose and falling all around her head like a waterfall. She was all sorts of shades of silver and gold, down to her creamy skin and the pale green silk sleep pants and shirt she had deigned to change into. It was why Lily called her Selina, even before she had learned that it was actually Narcissa’s middle name, for the Goddess of the Moon; from a distance remote, cold, but up close she radiated and reflected warmth and life. It had taken a few months for Lily to break through the icy façade, but she had been persistent, intrigued by seeing the ice queen at medical school, of all places. Like at Hogwarts, they had competed fiercely for top rankings, eventually bonding over mutual animosity towards the other arrogant male twits in their class who thought that having a cock automatically made them superior over women. Surprisingly similar in personality and outlook, they had gotten on well, and Lily now considered her to be like another sister.