Evans & Black (Chapter One: The Challenge)
Title: Evans & Black, Chapter One
Pairing: Eventual Lily/Narcissa
Author: themajoritylied
Rating: T
Summary: Lily thinks it's high time Narcissa was knocked off her pedestal, and Narcissa had a little challenge for them.
Narcissa's lips curled into a smirk as she flounced away from Lucius and his oafs. Bella was gone and now she was the queen, and as a queen, she needed a king (just in theory, out of necessity, she rather loathed him and his new money). Suddenly she heard what sounded like a cross between a snort and a scoff from her left and turned, never losing her grace, to raise an eyebrow at that red-headed girl that prat Potter was always mooning after.
"Something funny, Evans, or is it just you?" she sneered, millimeters from Lily's face in an instant, bracing herself against the Gryffindor table with her hands. The top buttons of her blouse had comeundone, and Narcissa was well aware of where everyone's eyes were rooted.
Everyone, that was, except Evans.
And somehow, that pissed Narcissa off.
"Nothing funny at all, Black," Lily retorted casually before glancing down at Narcissa's very prominent chest before glancing back up at her face. "Tell me, is that how you seduce all your admirers? Only you just did this same thing to Lucius, and I'm sorry to say but I'm sure my knickers aren't quite as tight as his right now. Maybe you need some new material."
Narcissa scowled and displayed her chest even further, shimmying a bit for good measure, instead of covering it up, like she wanted to. She was a Black, after all, and Blacks did not back down. "Never knew you wer a lesbian, Evans- poor Potter, he'll be heartbroken, won't he?
Lily glowered at her. "I don't think Lucius approves of you flirting with the commonfolk, Narcissa," she shot back heatedly. "Sorry to say, but you're just not my type. No, I prefer my girls with a sense of humor and the ability to smile, thank you very much." It was a weak insult, but it seemed to do the job.
"At least I haven't got all the curves of a twelve-year-old boy!"
Lily's eye twitched. That had hurt. "At least I can fit in my bra, Black."
As usual, the insults soon veered away from the two actually shooting them within the space of a few minutes.
"At least my family doesn't loathe me," Narcissa snapped, all traces of her smirk gone. She was getting annoyed now.
"At least I haven't slept with mine!"
A muscle in Narcissa's jaw clenched, and Lily instantly regretted her words for two reasons- one, she was sure Narcissa was about to send her to the depths of hell and back, and two, there was a certain look in Narcissa's eye that was so...sad...
All of Hogwarts knew (or thought they knew) the situation with Narcissa Black and her recently graduated sister, Bellatrix. It wasn't like they'd been discrete about their illicit relationship, and had been caught in just about every position possible. But Lily had begun to notice a pattern in the years before Bella's graduation- she could tell when they'd been 'together', even when they hadn't been caught. Bella would always wear this triumphant smirk, and Narcissa would follow her around even more than usual, dead quiet and...empty...
She was ripped from her thoughts by Narcissa's hand slamming down on the table beside her, spilling her pumpkin juice.Narcissa, who almost never showed her emotions other than that infuriating smirk, now looked livid. "What are you accusing me of, Evans?" she hissed, and Lily couldn't help but notice how close the Slytherin was. Usually when people got closer up, Lily could trace the minor and major flaws but with Narcissa..she was just as beautiful as ever, only her silver eyes were...
Gorgeous, Lily thought despite herself. Then she cleared her head. "Nothing that isn't true, Black," she retorted coolly. "You've slept with half the school is all, and I don't think you need to be throwing yourself at the rest of us- you've gone and ruined my appetite, you know," she added, looking forlornly at her toast for added effect.
A snarl ripped from Narcissa's throat and Lily almost jumped at the animalistic sound. It was frightening and uncharacteristic and...sexy? "Just because some of us were fortunate enough to be born without obnoxious hair and flawless, unfreckled skin doesn't mean you have to be jealous, Evans," Narcissa suddenly purred, regaining her stature. "How about we make it into a challenge, if it bothers you so terribly much?"
"What kind of challenge?"
Narcissa pressed her lips together, holding back a smile.
I wish she wouldn't do that, Lily thought absently, then mentally chastised herself for the hundredth time.
"That kind of challenge," she said, nodding to the staff table. Leaning in closer, she lowered her voice, her peppermint breath dusting over Lily's ear. And was that a hint of cigarette smoke? Lily despised smoking, so why did it smell so...right? "There's a new professor this year- see the girl in the silver robes?"
It was hard not to, Lily decided, following Narcissa's gaze. The new staff member had caramel-colored hair with darker highlights, and had very shapely bone structure, along with a smile that could make you melt. "Yeah," Lily said, not sure where this was going (only she kind of was, having gone to school with Narcissa Black for six years).
"First one to seduce her wins."
Lily gaped. "But she's a teacher! That's immoral and wrong and...and she's a woman," Lily said, hissing the last word as if it were a secret. Narcissa raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.
"Yes, Evans, your knack for perception never ceases to amaze me," she sighed, her coal eyelids fluttering in that special eyeroll she reserved for Lily. "The fact that she's a woman and a professor only cements the results- I'll have to show how truly marvelous I am by seducing a person in her position."
"Confident much, Black?"
Narcissa shrugged. "I'm going to seduce her- with or without you, Evans," she said, waiting for an answer.
"Fine," Lily muttered. "Now bugger off." She turned back to her (now cold, she was going to KILL Narciss Black, because she'd actually been hungry) eggs...and sighed as her bookbag flew over her head and into the far wall. "Really, Black?"
Narcissa smirked and shrugged. "Couldn't let you off that easy, could I, Evans? Soil my reputation, and all. I've got to give my fans a show," she said as the girls behind her tittered. For a second, Lily's eyes met hers, and she could have sworn there was a smile hidden there, behind all the contempt, just for that second, but Narcissa turned away and sauntered off before she could be sure.
The following three minutes was filled with absolute silence until...
"Lily...you fancy girls?"
"For the love of- no, James!"
Continue or no?