Title: Broken Angel
Author: OCDegrassi (Holly)
Pairings: Lucius/Narcissa
Rating: M
Warnings: Violence, Rape, Angst
Note: This is the first installment of a multi-chapter fic. I haven't written much Narcissa/Lucius, but I love the pairing, so I decided to finally try giving them a story. Let me know your opinions. I love getting feedback!
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Lucius Malfoy was the most eligible bachelor at Hogwarts. With his looks, wit, and family name (not to mention their money), he could have anyone he wanted. The problem was, he was bored with most of the girls at school. They flirted unabashedly with him and some even threw themselves at him. It was pathetic and a definite turn-off for the young Malfoy. But there was one girl who was different: Narcissa Black. She stayed mostly to herself and preferred to skip the school festivities. She spoke softly and beneath her beauty was an incredibly intelligent mind. Unlike the other girls, she never tried to get his attention. She didn't even have to try.
Her beauty was natural and untainted by loads of lipstick and eye shadow. Her long blonde hair flowed down her back in an almost ethereal way, and her bright blue eyes were mesmerizing. She looked like an angel. Plenty of boys had tried desperately to impress her, but none had succeeded. She seemed to be completely uninterested in the dating scene, preferring solitude. Lucius was intrigued by her and wanted to learn every secret that hid beneath her calm exterior. She seemed so innocent, but there was something in her eyes that told him differently.
They showed a sadness that was uncommon in someone so young. She was a mystery that Lucius was determined to figure out. He bided his time, watching and waiting until the perfect moment to make his move. His usual charm wouldn't work on her, and he had to find another way to get her interested in him. He paid attention to every detail- what she ate, what classes she liked, what book she was reading, everything. The more he knew about her, the better his chances were of convincing her to date him.
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Saturday night was upon them, and the upper classman of Slytherin were ready to go out. All they had to do was slip the caretaker a few galleons, and they were free and clear to spend the night drinking and dancing at the club. Lucius had spent many Saturdays scanning the club to see if Narcissa would show up, but she never did. So it surprised him immensely to see her from across the room. She was wearing a black v-neck dress that was short and hugged every curve of her body. Her black, stiletto shoes made her legs look so sexy that Lucius briefly imagined seeing her with only those shoes on. Her black eyeliner made the blue of her eyes more striking than usual. Yet even covered in all black, she still looked like angel.
He took a swig from his cup and confidently walked towards the object of his desire. He flashed her a smile and held out his hand to her. "Would you like to dance?" She smiled back at him and nodded. She placed her hand in his and he led her onto the dance floor as the other boys looked on with jealousy. The music was pulsing and their bodies seemed to move in perfect harmony. She was smiling happily and looked more carefree than Lucius had ever seen her. After three songs, she excused herself to the restroom and Lucius went to the bar to order another drink.
He didn't bother hiding the smile on his face. This was the perfect way to get her attention. People came to the club to enjoy themselves and have fun. There was no way she would turn down a simple, innocent dance with him. He waited and waited for her to meet him at the bar, but she never came. Ten songs had finished playing before Lucius finally sighed. She stood him up. He thought he was finally making some progress with her, but he must have been wrong. It was a bit rude though. She could have at least told him that she was leaving. He took another couple shots before exiting the club. His night was ruined anyway.
He walked down the cold, snow-covered street with his hands buried deep in his pockets. He could see his breath and couldn't wait to return to the warm confines of his dormitory. Ahead of him, he saw a figure lying in the snow. It was still and he wasn't even sure if the person was still alive. He thought of just walking by. After all, this wasn't something he particularly wanted to get involved in. He was cold and tired and just wanted to sleep. But as he drew closer to the figure, he saw a flash of blood hair. His heart skipped a beat and he rushed towards the spot. There, on the snow, was Narcissa. He gasped at her appearance. Her clothes were torn and the white snow was covered in red. He tried to wake her, but she wouldn't stir.
Her skin was so cold that if he couldn't see the small mist from her breath then he would have thought she was dead. He took off his jacket and draped it around her. Her beautiful, pale face was bruised and swollen. The red was everywhere. It dripped down her legs and her hair was soaked in it. His mind finally registered that it was blood, and his breath was caught in his throat. He picked her up and ran back to the castle as fast as he could. It felt like time had stopped and the castle was getting farther and farther away the more he ran. He finally made it onto the grounds and ignored the caretaker as he ran straight by him to the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey ushered him to a bed that he placed her on, and she quickly went to work examining her. She was asking Lucius questions, but he couldn't focus. All he could see was Narcissa, hurt and bleeding. His beautiful angel was broken.
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