Arriving Early...
Narcissa, dressed in fine white silk under her school robes, pulled the overgarment tight as the wind blew at her hair and clothes, chilling her skin. The silk was thin and she was thankful her robes were not. She was five minutes early, so she stood in front of the gate and waited, her bauble secure around her neck. It would do no good to upset Lucius; another reason she was early. Hoping she wouldn't freeze to death in the five minutes it would take for him to arrive, she pulled her robes tighter.