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Malfoy on the Marriage Market

"I will not be spoken to like that!"

Malfoy dropped his gaze to the floor, "Sorry father."

"Besides, I thought you liked the girl. You were at school together after all."

Malfoy wondered how to explain that attending the odd dance with a girl does not imply you will enjoy a future of marital harmony together. "I would prefer…" he began, his eyes flickering over his fathers face looking for the warning signs, "Not to marry her."

There was silence. Malfoy could hear his heart hammering.

His father turned away to stare out of the window. "She's rich, she's pureblood, and she's quite a nice looking little thing. What exactly do you object too? Besides," He glanced back at the sullen looking boy, "You won't have to spend all that much time with her. And you never know, you might fall in love."

Another silence filled the room.

Mr Malfoy stared down at his son thinking: Where did I go wrong? Nineteen years and I've ended up with a smooth oily little bastard with delusions of grandeur and an obsession with money. Nothing I'd be proud to call a son."

"Father?"

"Mmm?" He was shaken out of his thoughts.

"She…uh…she has a younger sister."

"Ah. You want the sister." Sneaky little devil. I've probably been far too lenient with him. I'm fairly sure he could've done with a few more thrashings as a boy. Too late now of course.

"Yes." Malfoy nodded. So far this seemed to be going well, his father didn't look to angry about it.

"Wasn't she a blood-traitor."

"That was the middle sister. I am talking of the youngest. I would not dream of marrying a blood traitor, naturally."

I bet you wouldn't. Mr Malfoy thought, nothing to spoil your precious reputation. Aloud he added, "Young Narcissa, eh?"

"Yes father."

"Well." Mr Malfoy considered, "If you'd prefer her to Bellatrix I see no problem. Same family after all."

"Narcissa at least is not obviously raving mad." Lucius murmered, then saw the expression on his fathers face, "Ah…yes Sir. Same family."

And if I ever have a son, Luciusthought as he left his fathers study, the wedding agreed upon, he can damn well marry who he wants!

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Heh. The idea of Abraxus trying to force in a Bella/Lucius was just to evil to miss :p

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