Summary:
Day turns to night. Past turns to present. Lives are changed.
Hearts are shattered. One-shot.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
I own nothing. Nothing.
Notes: Like Reminiscence, this is
unlike most of my other writing. I think I like writing like this.
Anyway, a Narcissa/Lucius fic. I've never written one before. Yes
well, enjoy.
Escape
By
Dismayed Critic
Escape. Escape the world of darkness. Escape the screams. Escape the dust.
She's smiling. Since when does she smile?
Her teeth are gleaming. So white. Her hair is a layer of shining silk. So smooth. Her eyes are a bright blue, shimmering in happiness. So bright.
Silk. Lace. White silk. White lace. Since when does she wear white?
Pink lilies. Pink? Since when does she like pink?
"I do."
Her smile widens. Since when does she smile?
"I do."
A silver tear escapes her eye. Since when does she cry?
He grasps her arm.
"I love you."
One can see her heart melt. Her eyes smile with her. Since when does she smile?
----
"Where
have you been the meeting started an hour ago! He sent me to fetch
you. You're in for it."
"I'm coming."
----
She loves
him. Since when does she love?
She wonders when he'll be coming back.
She misses him. Since when does she care?
She pats her swollen abdomen. She smiles. She smiles a lot now.
Two more weeks. Her smile widens. Two more weeks.
----
He's
bloody and bruised. She runs to him.
"No."
"But I-"
"No."
She only wants to help him. To heal him.
"But-"
"I said no you mindless fool!" He yells. Since when does he yell?
She winces. Fool. She was no fool. She is no fool.
His bruises are so bad. Her eyes plead with his. Please let me help you.
His eyes are unresponsive. The deepest pits of ice she's ever seen. Please.
He walks away.
Her smile is gone. A tear glides down her rosy cheek. Since when does she cry?
----
Pain.
Splitting, agonizing pain.
How can happiness come from pain?
Cries. No, wails.
Her face, once contorted in agony, twists and curls itself into a smile.
She reaches out. The baby is placed in her arms. Her heart turns to mush.
Her eyes turn to bottomless pools of love. Love.
Eyes are opened. Silver, yet blue. They meet her own.
Wonder. She knows. Wonder.
----
Her eyes
plead with his. Please, please give him back.
His eyes are unresponsive. He's just a baby, your baby, my baby. Please.
The deepest pits of ice she's ever seen.
Her heart falls into her stomach. Why?
Screams. Wails. Cries.
Her eyes are lagoons of pain and hurt and sadness. Why him?
----
"Please
stop. Please."
She gets no response.
"Make them stop!"
He is unconcerned.
Clothes are ripped. Legs are parted. Screams are heard.
Please. Her eyes pleaded with his. Please make them stop.
His eyes are unresponsive. The deepest pits of ice she's ever seen.
Grunts are heard. Pain
is sensed. Hearts are shattered.
----
"What did I
tell you about that curse you idiot! You are a poor excuse for a
wizard, boy! No! Don't point your wand at me! God dammit child!"
A hand collides with the young boys face. Her young boys face. Screams are heard.
Pain is sensed. Broken hearts fade to broken remnants.
She winces. Her dull blues eyes shift their focus.
The walls. So dusty. So dark.
The ring.
She winces.
The escape. What escape?
She did not escape.
She went from darkness to blackness. From screams to blood-curdling cries.
Her eyes plead with his. Please stop. Please stop.
His eyes are unresponsive. The deepest pits of ice she's ever seen.
No escape.
She's trapped.
She is a fool.