A/N: And here we are with the third and final part of the Wedding Bells trilogy. The title comes from the song that inspired the whole thing, "A Little Time" by The Beautiful South, the lines which inspired it came from the start of the song and I used them for the title of the first part of this story ('Wedding Bells Just Turned to Rust'), the lines this title came from come from the end of the song. They're written out below as usual and I think most people can probably guess why I might have used them, if not then you'll find out soon enough. The review responses below are for the last chapter of "I Built My Life Around You". Now on with the story and I hope you all enjoy it!

Review Responses for chapter 37 of 'I Built My Life Around You':

CharlieMalfoy - Yep, that was the last chapter, but the new story's here! Thank you for your congratulations and your review!

Trillium - glad you liked the mother son bonding, I felt it was about time the two of them showed that they did have a good relationship. Thanks for the review!

ilovesporks - Thanks for the praise, the next instalment is here! I hadn't heard that song but I see what you mean it does seem to fit them! What was the idea for your fic? I think Draco might be scared at the end of the fifth book, but he can't hide fear from Narcissa like he can from his peers! Thanks for the review!

Dark Comet - I hope Draco heeds your 'be nice vibes'! I'm glad you worked out where this was headed, I expected people would a while back but if they did no one mentioned it! I wasn't going to do it at first but it just kind of crept up on me and then it had to happen, the idea is so perfect! There are a fair few clues! I too like the illusion of the Malfoy's being one big happy family, I've got to stop loving Lucius somehow! I hope your results were ok, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you! As for 6th form I thought it was more fun than the lower years and the work load wasn't that bad really! I hope the update was soon enough and that it helps to ease any remaining stress though you should have the results by now. Thanks for reviewing!

Serepidia - Draco's taken a step in the right direction! Ah yes, more Sevvie's always good! Here's the next part!

Bonezz - Thank you for your praise of my last story, I hope you enjoy this part just as much and that the wait wasn't too long. Did you read 'Before the Kiss'? What did you think of it? Thanks for reviewing!

Princessjedi - Glad you liked the chapter, hope you like this story! Thanks for reviewing!

Lune Project - 19 degrees Celsius, no I wouldn't call that cold but it is hotter than that here at the moment, is that unusually cold for your area? I'm glad you think my Draco seems human and like a teenager. He does have affair few teenage mood swings and temper tantrums! Ah we do all upset our mums sometimes and they are good to forgive us. Narcissa's the fighting type, she'll fight till the end and probably beyond! I doubt Draco could carry on without her but don't worry it's not in Narcissa's nature to give in and kill herself she tends to simply allow her survival instinct to take over, she wants to survive even though her son's survival and happiness mean more to her than her own. I think Draco is starting to see that Harry's fate may well be something he wouldn't like. Putting aside his hatred of Harry won't be easy and I don't know that he ever truly will but he is starting to think that perhaps there are things people don't deserve. His decision won't be easy but he will have yet more reason to make it one way or another soon. Draco doesn't like showing fear to anyone, including Narcissa though he is perhaps more open with her than with anyone else. He has seen his mother as weak and dumb in the past but his opinions may be changing, particularly about her being dumb. Yes, I liked the idea of him wanting to protect his mum too. I'm glad you enjoyed it so much and that you liked Draco's hair! I saw an interview with Tom Felton once and he was quite young when they did it and he had his hair hanging round his face and looked so sweet and angelic! Yay! The station played 'Through the Barricades'! I love the song! Yep, Miss Havisham's the one from Great Expectations, she's Estella's guardian I think, I've never actually read it but I've listened to it on an audio tape once years ago. I've sent you a reply to your last e-mail sorry, it's a bit late! Thanks for the great review!


Disclaimer: I just own the plot, which by the way is now entirely unrelated to anything Rowling ever wrote. It's really been AU ever since the fifth book came out but now it's most definitely AU.

I Found a Little Courage to Call it Off


I've had a little time

To think it over

Had a little room

To work it out

I found a little courage to call it off

I've had a little time.


**Narcissa's Thoughts**


Chapter One

It was almost a week into summer and Narcissa was beginning to think that nothing so very dreadful was going to happen after all. The Death Eaters had made no moves and neither had the ministry, it seemed that they were dragging out the stalemate. Lucius had been to a lot of meetings with various people and had told her little about what had happened in any of them. She scanned the Daily Prophet for any news but they hadn't even accepted that Voldemort was indeed back yet so Narcissa never found anything useful.

Lucius was out again and Draco appeared to be doing some holiday homework so she didn't interrupt him, she wasn't sure how much effect their conversations had had on her son. Draco had been a little quieter since they had spoken and he had not spent so much time with his father but that could have simply been because Lucius was not around to spend time with.

She was sat in the gardens with a book when she caught sight of someone appparating at the front gates, shading her eyes from the bright sun she realised it was her husband. He caught sight of her and headed in her direction instead of going up to the house.

"Narcissa, glad I caught you. Some people are coming round this evening after dinner. We just need some tea and perhaps a little something to eat, can you sort that out?"

"Yes, how many are coming?"

"They'll be five of us all together, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to make yourself scarce and keep Draco out of the way, we have important things to discuss."

"Of course." **Because I really wanted to attend a Death Eaters' tea party! Then again I might hear something useful.**

Lucius seemed to realise he had lost her attention, "Narcissa?"


"You seemed a bit far away, you alright?"

"Yes." **And please don't ask me questions like that as though you could give a damn.**

Lucius nodded and made his way over to the house.


Later that evening Narcissa found herself listening intently outside the door to the dining room. That particular door led into the ballroom so it was unlikely anyone would choose to leave by it and no one would enter the ballroom on purpose. She had at first been stood in the hallway listening but had then realised that she would be caught easily if one of them left without warning.

"We strike tonight. Show them we're back! Teach that fool Fudge a lesson!" she heard her husband's voice clearly from her position behind the door and panic gripped her, she had an idea of exactly what kind of strike he would have in mind.

**No. I won't let you do this; I won't stand idly by, not this time.** Narcissa racked her brains for some way of stopping them, of creating a distraction, **preferably without getting myself killed! Ok, let's think about this. I suppose I could send Dippy in to create a distraction...no, getting Dippy killed's no better than getting myself killed. Well, I suppose I'd rather Dippy died than I did but still that's hardly the point! Well, I can't really just go and attack them or stop them physically in any way and I certainly won't be able to talk them round. If only I could incapacitate them in some way so that they wouldn't be permanently hurt or know that it was me, something that could look like a ridiculous accident.** She sighed, **there's nothing that could achieve that! Or is there? What about a sleeping draught?**

**Funny how the first thing that springs to my mind is a potion, I guess Sev had more of an effect on me than I realised! Then again potions is a 'subtle science and exact art'! And subtle _is_ what I need!**

Narcissa kept a strong sleeping potion in her bathroom just in case she or Draco ever needed it. She slipped quietly upstairs and retrieved it from the bathroom cabinet then returned to the ground floor where she caught sight of Dippy emerging from the kitchen with the tea tray and noticed that the elf had failed to bring the sugar bowl, "Dippy! Where's the sugar?"

"Oh I is forgotten the sugar!"

"Well out the tray down in the drawing room and go and get it or Lucius'll go mad!"

Dippy complied and Narcissa followed him into the drawing room, bottle clutched tightly in her hand. When Dippy had bounced out the door, she poured the potion into the teapot and stirred it quickly with a spoon, the potion was tasteless they'd never notice it was there. She whirled round suddenly, thinking she had heard a noise behind her, but there was no one there.

**Great, now I'm really getting paranoid.** She shook her head and put the lid back on the teapot. Dippy ran back in with the sugar bowl, and Narcissa gestured to the tray, "Right, now take this through to Mister Malfoy and his companions."

Dippy picked up the tray and set off to the dining room.

Twenty minutes later when Narcissa slipped into the dining room they were all sound asleep.

**Perfect, I don't think they'll be causing trouble tonight.**

Narcissa slipped upstairs to bed, telling Dippy to wake her early the next morning.


Lucius and the other Death Eaters did not wake until gone ten the next morning, Narcissa was alerted to this by Lucius yelling her name in anger.

"Yes dear?" she asked, walking calmly into the dining room.

"What the bloody hell happened?!" he snapped.

"Ah, well. It was a sleeping draught; Dippy boiled the water for your tea in my cauldron, which I'd left in the kitchen for her to wash. Unfortunately, or I suppose you could say fortunately that it wasn't something worse, I'd been brewing a dreamless sleep potion. I couldn't wake you all, I did try."

The Death Eaters looked gobsmacked and Narcissa was deeply tempted to laugh, they looked like they didn't know what on earth to make of this turn of events.

"I should go and leave you to it, can I get anyone some breakfast?" she smiled vacantly, thoroughly enjoying being deliberately unhelpful and obtuse.

They shook their heads in astonishment and Narcissa slipped out of the room. She went into the drawing room so that she would hear when they left when suddenly someone came up behind her and grabbed her arm, whirling her round.

Gareth Crabbe was stood in front of her, still holding her arm, with a mean expression on his face. "I know what you did!"

"And what would that be?" she asked trying to sound calm.

"I saw you yesterday evening, you spiked that tea!"

"No I didn't!" Narcissa was too frightened to do anything but simply deny all knowledge.

"Yes you did!" he insisted.

"It was all an accident, a mix up with the house elf!"

"Then you won't mind me fetching Mr Malfoy?" he gave her a cruel smile.

"Not at all, go right ahead."

Crabbe seemed a little phased by the ease of her answer but he turned to walk from the room.

Narcissa raised her wand, "One tip, never turn your back on someone you plan to turn in! Obliviate!"

Crabbe brought a hand up to his temple and turned to face her, a dazed expression on his face, "What happened, Mrs Malfoy?"

"You said you felt dizzy, don't you remember?"

"No, I don't."

"You must have blacked out for a moment, perhaps you should sit down. Can I get you a doctor?"

"No, no I'll be fine." He shook his head as though to clear it and left the room and headed down the corridor to where she could still hear the voices of the others.

**Yeah, Narc, great plan! Way to nearly get yourself killed!** She took several deep breaths, **how did Sev do this, work against them from within, my nerves are shot after one close encounter!**

The Death Eaters all quickly dispersed soon after, leaving Lucius still deep in shock.

"Narcissa, how the hell did this happen?" he asked again, sounding utterly bewildered.

"I told you, it was Dippy."

"I'm going to kill that elf!"

What horrified Narcissa was that the statement was not made in anger, in fact Lucius sounded entirely calm and composed, and she knew he was perfectly capable of doing it.

"Lucius, I've already had her punish herself. You can't kill her unless you fancy eating my cooking, you know how difficult it was to replace Dobby and we can't risk having human servants in the house at the moment!"

"You're right," he sighed, "Well I hope the bloody thing's in pain! I have to go, I'm going have some fun explaining how this all went wrong!" Lucius sighed and stormed from the room, undoubtedly about to go and attempt to explain to the Dark Lord how five of his Death Eaters had managed to fall asleep on the job.

Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief, **I've pulled it off.**

It was not until she lay in bed that night that the full horror of the day's events struck her, along with a single terrifying thought which suggested she was beginning to exist on borrowed time; **memory charms can be broken.**


Ok, bit of an action chapter to start this part off, so what did you think?

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