Hello! This fic, Eclipse, is written by Cisskinz and coauthored by HarmonyB. We wrote it a long time ago, almost 5 or 6 years, and we're currently working on a sequal. This fic takes place years before there ever was a Harry Potter, and Lord Voldemort is just beginning to become infamously powerful. This story is from sisters Bella and Cissy's point of view and is about their life before and during the rise of Voldemort and how their lives change. Narcissa falls in love with one of Voldemort's most loyal followers, the handsome Lucius Malfoy, and Bella can't help but feel attracted to the new powerful wizard, Voldemort. But what hardships do the beautiful couple, Cissy and Lucius, endure? And how will the elusive Lord Voldemort react to Bella's feelings for him? Find out in the Eclipse series.

Life at the Ministry of Magic was pretty boring. Narcissa Black worked as the head of the Department of Mysteries. She was perfect for the job, seeing as she always had her head in the clouds. On this particular day, she was walking out of the ministry with an arm full of papers, thinking of the pile of work ahead of her. She wasn't looking where she was going, when she bumped into someone.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention to where I was going-" Narcissa started to say, but her pale green eyes fell on the blonde handsome man in front of her.

"It's not your fault. Wait, are you Narcissa Black?" The man asked.

"Yes. Yes, I am, but everyone calls me Cissy." Narcissa replied slowly.

"My name is Lucius Malfoy, Cissy. I need you – I mean, I apologize. My master needs you." He said.

"Oh?" She asked, "And who is your master?"

"All in good time," He said, flashing a brilliant smile, "But right now I'm supposed to be wooing you, and I really don't think I'm doing a good job of it." Lucius said, with a laugh.

"Your right, it isn't working, but would you like to go get some coffee, or something, and tell me all about this 'master' of yours?" Cissy asked.

"Certainly, I know this amazing coffee shop over off of Fifth and Horntail." He said.

"Well, then, shall we?" She asked.

"We most certainly shall." He said, cocking an eyebrow.

"Smooth, but it's still not working." She said, with a laugh.

"Well, you can't blame a man for trying." He said, while shrugging his shoulders.

"And maybe after that . . ." She started to say, as she was leaning forward.

"Yes?" He said, also leaning forward.

"Maybe after that, I can teach you how to properly woo a girl." She said, and she grew red in the face until she cracked up laughing.

"You are so mean." He said.

"That's why you love me!" she said, with a big smile on her face.

"You have no idea." He said, quietly to himself as he watched her walk away, before following her.

The two walked into the warm café that was, thankfully, not too crowded. Lucius beckoned to a pair of unoccupied seats in the back of the parlor. Once they took their orders from a tawny witch, they settled down after looking around themselves for nosey eavesdroppers.

Cissy leaned forward to make sure the conversation was only between them and them only, "So, Mr. Malfoy, apparently you set out on a journey to woo me, well you've wooed me to this café," she waved a pitiful hand around their surroundings, "Now, let's just cut the bullock's, and get down to business, if you don't mind, hmm?"

Lucius tried to cover the smile on his face, "Yeah, well, it was my master who sent me on this mission. I consider it a great honor to do anything for the Dark Lord."

"So, who is this one you, so diligently, call your master and what in the world would make him worthy to be called a lord?"

"He is a very powerful wizard who has the perfect attributes to be a leader. His name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, but if you call him that he will probably kill you." Lucius said, "He prefers Voldemort, for what reason, I have no idea. Although, I suggested the name Draco, and he didn't like that too much."

Cissy laughed.

"Ah-ha, a laugh. My wooing plans seem to be working fabulously." Lucius said.

"You still have a lot to work on, my little wooing apprentice." Cissy said, "How about dinner tomorrow night?"

"I would love to." Lucius said, "How about eight o'clock?"

"Perfect." Cissy said, with a smile, "We can talk more about this 'Dark Lord,' yes?"

"Good." Lucius said, as Cissy started to walk away, "Wait!" he called out to her, "What's your address?"

"It's in the phone book." She called over her shoulder.

As Lucius was walking home, he thought of what he would say to the Dark Lord. Should he tell him that he was still attempting to woo this girl, or should he tell him a complete lie, and say the wooing is done, she is on our side?

He arrived on the scene of a lightly lit village, with a glorious mansion on top of a steep hill in the far distance. When he walked up to the beautiful house, he noticed only one window at the very top that was a blazing beacon in the mist of the dark gloom.

When inside, he went to the lord's chambers. He cautiously approached the looming man, standing in front of the fire, "My Lord." He said, with passion and a low bow.

"So, my young follower," the man said, with coolness in his voice, "What news do you bring? Be quick about it."

The young Lucius swallowed the lump in his throat, and felt a shiver run down his spine. Sweat began to break out upon his brow. He thought about what his Lord would do if he knew that he was not sure where Ms. Black's reply stands. Master needed recruits if he ever wanted to rise, and he needed them fast.

Trying more than anything to suppress the quiver in his voice, Lucius replied, "Yes, we should be expecting her tomorrow evening."

After a few moments, Voldemort remained silent. Lucius was afraid he somehow knew that this news was false.

Voldemort gave a low chuckle, "Good." He replied.