Title: Mr. and Mrs.
Chapter: Bliss
Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy.
She gazed at herself in the mirror once more as she brushed her silky long hair, black ringlets cascading down her pale back, exposed from the low cut of the gown she wore, her smile never ceasing, she was to be married to the man she loved that day. She proclaimed herself perfect, smiling she lifted her slender 18 year old body away from her vanity and walked to the door, awaiting her: her gorgeous sister. One of her beautiful sisters. Andromeda was no where in sight. She had asked Lucius, her soon to be husband, if she could invite her, and he said yes. In all his Muggleborn hating glory he said yes to her Pureblood sister, muggle born brother in law, and half blood niece.
Her mother and father had said no however, just as they had said no to her cousin Sirius bringing his friends and lover. The look on her cousins face was devastating, the poor fifteen year old, already bound to a werewolf, wanted to share his cousins joy. Yes Sirius hated Lucius, but he loved Narcissa and Andromeda more that his hate. Andromeda had replied to a letter Narcissa had sent with a sad 'no' but Andy was happy for Cissa, Andy happened to like Lucius, and Sirius had run away from home to spend the summer at the Potters, away from his abusive dark loving father.
Her father used to like Lucius only for his charm, money and status, but quickly that was changing. Lucius was growing colder, and the number one reason for his coldness was officiating their wedding. Severus as Lucius' best man was done up in black robes, glittering slightly with speckles of silver, as was Lucius. Her bridegrooms' hair was flowing around his shoulders, Severus' cropped tight to his head for once, accented his large nose, sharp chin, high cheekbones and rugged go-tee nicely. Her sisters' hair was done up in a twist as she walked in front of Narcissa, Bellatrixs' dress flowing lazily around her spindly legs, Bella's soon to be husband sitting in the front row, staring at her with wonderment and love. If only Bella loved him back. Her cheating ways would break his heart but never their marriage; her father had made sure of that.
She felt her small pattering of guests inhale sharply as they saw her, her white gown spreading out around her, looking enchanted, however it was a just a trick of the light. Her dress against the sunlight in her future husbands back yard and the white roses that surrounded them, it was a scene she wished she could share with her sister and cousin, the two people she wanted there most.
She looked upon Lord Voldemort, still capable of a small smile and sill looking human, his eyes smiled as he gazed upon the two he was to marry, Lucius deeper in love than life itself and Cissas' love more than even her husbands'. This day was a good day for Lord Voldemort, not feeling insane, and his mind in tack, he was happy.
And as the ceremony rushed by the sun shone brighter and Cissa and Lucius smiled more. Finally they kissed and Lucius led his wife away. And as they walked he cast three deadly spells, one unto his father, his father in law and his mother in law. They dropped dead to floor and the occupants of the wedding cheered for the bride and groom, ignoring the dead. He swept his wife up into his arms. Her hair slowly changed from black to blonde as her body and magic accepted the marriage to Lucius, and took his most dominant feature. His hair also gained a bit of a curl, but he paid no heed as he glided across the threshold of their home, his beloved in his arms, into the Ballroom to await their guests as Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy.