Full Summary: In this story Narcissa is in her sixth year while Lucius is in his seventh, so there is only a year apart. Narcissa Black is perfect in every way, well at least that's what it seems to the outer eye. Lucius Malfoy is powerful and respected among others. Narcissa has a secret that no body else knows about and deep inside she is glad because it marks all of her flaws. Lucius stumbles upon her one stormy night and it will change his life forever because he found out her little secret. It is a short story and will be only a couple of chapters long. Pictures of how they look is up on my profile.

(January 16, 2011)

"I try to get you up
But you go down
And you are not okay
You are not okay
I wanna carry you
But you won't get up
It's really killing me
You know it's killing me"
Watch you sleeping- Blue Foundation

Narcissa Black walks down the crowded hallway while people part to let her pass by. To the whole world she is this breathtaking beauty roaming the planet, but what they don't know is that she puts on a false mask for the whole world to see.

Her long wavy blonde hair that falls to her waist; her big blue eyes framed with long black eye lashes; her light flawless skin marked with heart shaped red lips; her physique perfect with curves and her long toned legs that make her walk ever so gracefully. It's like she is an angel that came down to earth from heaven.

She never speaks badly of a person or in front of an audience, she is a prefect, professors ideal her as their favorite student, she is on top of her class and boys would do anything to call her mine while girls would do anything to call her their best friend.

Everywhere she goes, she puts on the perfect mask hiding her inner flaws because deep down she is far from perfect.

~o~

Lucius Malfoy walks out of the Slytherin common room dressed in his Quidditch uniform with his team following behind, mostly because they are intimidated by him. Lucius Malfoy is a powerful man that has the whole school wrapped around his finger.

Other boys stay away from him because he wants them too, teachers respect him because he shows respects back to them and girls fawn over his high status and good looks. According to the many girls he walks by they say that he is the most handsome than all of the good looking boys combined. He has long blonde hair that he ties back into a low pony tail, a muscular toned body, and cold gray eyes that you could get lost in.

Many girls cause chaos in front of him just for him to glance towards their direction but there are also some girls that completely gave up knowing that he would never be theirs. He is the head boy which intimidates a lot of boys from getting to know him better and then there are guys that hate his guts for being so perfect. There is only one guy that looked past this stone wall that others fail to do so and that is Severus Snape.

Lucius led his team towards the Quidditch pitch, stopped right before the entrance and faced his crew.

"We have worked hard this past year and I will be extremely disappointed if we lose my last game to Gryffindor." He held his broomstick in the air. "The Quidditch cup will be ours!" he yelled.

The other members raised their broomstick to his and they all shouted together 'Slytherin'.

~o~

"Narcissa, the game is about to start!" said Elizabeth who was running towards her.

Narcissa looked up from the book she was reading and gazed up to her best friend.

"Why must we go?" Narcissa asked politely.

Elizabeth sighed and picked up the book from her lap.

"Because watching Lucius Malfoy is more entertaining than reading a book underneath a tree."

Narcissa still didn't move.

"I don't want to go any where near the guy that my parents want me to marry," she said and looked at the sun setting by the lake.

"I wish I was in your position. Please, you know I have a huge crush on him," Elizabeth pleaded.

"Yes and so does the rest of the school." Narcissa stood up and fixed her dress. She then picked up her robe that she was sitting on. Elizabeth had a huge grin on her face, grabbed her hand and lead her to the Quidditch seating area.

They walked up the many flights of stairs and finally found a seat by the rest of the Slytherins.

"Look there's Severus," Elizabeth said pointing to a long black greasy haired boy who was sitting by himself near the Slytherins.

"Should we wave him over to sit with us?" Narcissa asked.

"No! Are you crazy? Just look at him."

"Elizabeth I hope that you do know that he is Malfoy's best mate."

"I don't care," she hesitated. "I am going no where near him. Oh look there's Lucius!"

Narcissa turned her attention towards him and saw him shaking hands with the Gryffindor's captain.

"Isn't he just gorgeous?" Elizabeth cooed. Narcissa rolled her eyes and watched the game silently while the rest of the Slytherins were rooting and clapping as the Slytherins dominated the game.

Slytherin defeated Gryffindor by a hundred points making them win this years Quidditch cup. The team were flying all around on their broomsticks, giving each other high fives as the passed one another. The losing team flew away from the pitch giving the winning team evil glares.

Once they were all on the ground, Lucius congratulated him team for a good job and raised the cup in the air. The remaining Slytherins on the bleachers went down the steps and joined the team on the ground.

Elizabeth began to jump up and down.

"Come one Narcissa, let's go congratulate Malfoy a well done!" she squealed and ran down the many flights of stairs.

Narcissa smiled and started to follow her down the steps. As she was walking down, her breathing started to become harder and her heart began to beat faster and faster.

"Not now," she whimpered and took a couple of more steps down the stairs.

She felt her body become weak and the Quidditch pitch started to spin. Narcissa missed one of the steps and fell down on her bottom. She gasped and clutched her forehead to stop all of the dizziness.

Lucius Malfoy walked away from his team mates and his house members and started to make his way back to Hogwarts as he saw gray clouds forming in the sky.

He mounted his broomstick and flew up into the sky. While in the air he noticed a certain blonde head girl attempting to stand up. Curious he flew towards her and realized that it was Narcissa Black.

He got off of his broomstick and walked over to her. He knows who she is, who doesn't, but he never actually spoke to her.

Narcissa sat back down at the stair step and clutched her head once again oblivious that Lucius was standing just a few feet away from her.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

But Narcissa didn't hear him, she was to much in pain.

"Go away!" she muttered harshly to herself.

Lucius walked up to her and touched her shoulder.

"Are you okay?" he asked once again.

Narcissa shuddered from his warm touch and looked up to see Lucius Malfoy standing next to her. She had to tilt her head all they was back to look at him. His low pony tail was in a mess, loose strands of hair were flying around his face and his face was sweaty from the game. As quickly as his face appeared, it disappeared into whiteness. Narcissa squeezed her eyes shut and placed her head between her knees.

"Go away," she said softly this time towards him.

"Not until you answer my question," he said sternly.

Narcissa nodded her head that she was okay but really she was far from okay.

"Do you want me to help you down the stairs or fly you down?" he said pointing towards his broom knowing that she wasn't even looking at him.

A pain ran through the side of her body making her muffle in a scream of agony. Lucius heard her and bent down to pick her up. He placed one of his hands by her shoulders and the other under her knees and lifted her up a few centimeters off the ground but she started to move making it hard for him to pick her up.

"Put me down!" she said softly but harshly.

"No, you're hurt I could see it." He lifted her higher but she moved even more in his arms.

Narcissa scratched his arm with her long nails that left a tiny trail of blood flow. He winced by the scratch and put her gently on the bench.

"I don't need your help," she said sternly and weakly stood up.

He shook his head as she walked down the stairs holding the side of her stomach. He picked up his broomstick and flew towards Hogwarts leaving her behind.