Small accident, big damage!

It was so hot on a Sunday morning in the summer that none of the Hogwarts students could stand inside. Narcissa Black was outside, too, leaning against an oak tree, doing her homework that she didn't feel like doing.

Muggle studies, this subject is totally unnecessary! the blonde thought to herself and indifferently scribbled with her pen on the parchment, which was already scratched in some places.

Juno Greengrass, Narcissa's best friend, sat next to her, also struggling with homework.

"That's a waste of time. I definitely don't do the homework for Professor Nightroad!" Zissy's friend complained and waved her pen around.

"I would much rather ...", Juno began, whereupon the Black groaned in annoyance and replied: "Yeah, you'd much rather see where our snob Malfoy is. What do you think about him?"

The young Greengrass just grinned and shrugged her shoulders: "You have to admit that Lucius doesn't look bad." She winked at her meaningfully. "Besides, I don't want anything from him.", She said and laughed.

Narcissa wrote the last few sentences, then her pleasure was gone, and so was her motivation. Finally she looked at her friend ... who, well ... "Well, let's stop by the Quidditch pitch!", She sighed resignedly after Juno looked at her with pleading googly eyes.

Both straightened up and straightened their cloaks, then ran off to where the Slytherin Quidditch team was training.

Eventually they arrived and found that they were probably not the only spectators. There were a few groups of girls scattered around, mostly Slytherins. Occasionally one could also see Gryffindors and Ravenclaws.

"Oh my god! Did you see the new Seeker catch the Snitch? Did you see that, Zissy ?!"

"Yes, I did. And if you say that you think this guy is totally hot, then please not in my presence.", Narcissa said simply and looked at the training a little bored.

Ju raised an eyebrow when she heard her sentence, but she didn't want to dig any further, because it would probably spoil everything for her. So she just kept watching what was happening in front of her and stopped commenting on anything.

Shortly afterwards she wanted to go over to Prudentia, so she disappeared and just left the bored Narcissa standing there.

The Black was obviously not interested in the players, because they were all arrogant snobbugs who thought they were something better. First and foremost, Lucius Malfoy, the worst of them all.

She didn't like him at all.Always not since she knew him. Okay, maybe that was a little bit of a lie.

In fact, she used to think he was great. She had adored him for the first four years, with Juno and Prudentia Nott. But when he had told her that she was the total toddler and that someone like her wouldn't interest him at all ... She was sad at first, but after that she didn't care.

Lucius Malfoy was less important to her than ever and this would never change, or at least that's what she thought. The blonde was deep in her thoughts when suddenly something brown flew towards her.

Narcissa finally took notice again as other girls shrieked in horror. What name did she have to give?

But when she looked up to follow the game again, she was startled. Then the Quaffle flew straight towards them and a Lucius followed.

Instead of jumping to the side, she stood rooted to the spot and stared into the seventh-grader's equally horrified face.

Finally it fell off the broom with a bang, but it hung with one arm on the railing and tried to ignore the pain in his left shoulder.

A bludger caught him, Zissy grabbed his hand without thinking about it and held him tight. "And if you throw me down with you, Malfoy ... I promise you there will be consequences!" She hissed at him.

"Shut up and hold me tight!" He grumbled hard and fought against the pain that was getting worse and worse. "Zissy, hold him tight! I'm coming!" Ju yelled a little panicked and ran down the stands.

But somehow she stumbled, probably it was Rita Skeeter who tripped her up to get a nice photo of her. The stupid thing about it was, well, how life played out that Juno flew against Zissy.

As she did so, she lost her balance and fell over the railing, but she didn't let go of Lucius' hand. No, she clung tight. The ground was getting closer and closer, the feeling of flying ... it was a familiar feeling, but knowing that you wouldn't land softly was different.

Narcissa closed her eyes, not wanting to see the impact, and clung tightly to the Slytherin, hoping it was just a bad dream.

Before she knew it, the pain shot through her like lightning. She felt it in every part of her body, but somehow she had landed softly.

When she opened her eyes again, the blond-haired man held her tightly in his arms, while he looked into hers with his cold, storm-gray eyes. "Has something happened?" He whispered, barely able to speak louder, but he didn't let it show.

The Black was too shocked to answer, so she nodded briefly. She felt a sharp pain in her back, but it was bearable. “Are you okay?” Her otherwise self-confident voice was nothing more than a brittle whisper.Lucius raised his eyebrows, Malfoy-like, for he hadn't understood a word. After all, he was too busy keeping his poker face.

But before she could give an answer, he passed out. His grip on her loosened and his head fell to one side. "Mister Malfoy? Miss Black, what happened ?!"

Narcissa looked up when someone called her name. It was Madame Pomfrey and the Slytherin crew who had made sure that the nurse came.

"He ... was hit by a bludger. On the shoulder! Then he ... fell off the broom and then I held him.", She explained mechanically, as if she were being steered.

Madame Pomfrey tried to calm the slightly dissolved Narcissa. Her cousin Regulus had rushed to see her too. "Are you all right?" He asked, rather matter-of-factly, but upon listening a trace of concern was noticeable.

But then the girl only nodded, then she was placed on a stretcher, like the unconscious Lucius, and taken to the hospital wing.

"Drink this remedy.", Madame Pomfrey said in her loving voice and gave her a drink. The Black swallowed briefly and hoped it was only half as bad as the green stuff looked.

She closed her eyes and poured the contents into her mouth, then drank it in disgust and shook herself in the end.

Finally she felt a sudden tiredness, the glass fell from her hand, her eyelids became heavier and she slipped into the world of dreams, accompanied by a thought.

Alsooo, here is the end :)
I know not much has happened yet, but I can tell you one thing:
It won't be a happy marriage! In any case, there will be losses and a hard test for the two of them.
Let's see if they will find each other at all ...

Lg
Liz *