Back to My Heart
CHAPTER ONE
June 1998
"Don't touch me", I told Lucius taking off to our bedroom.
"Please Narcissa talk to me ", Lucius begged.
"What is there to talk about. You put not only yourself in danger but our son and my life in danger as well. Did you ever stop to think about us or was it all about you?"
"Everything I did was for us ".
"How Lucius. Our son was sixteen when the Dark Lord asked him to kill Dumbledore. Thank merlin he didn't do it. He wanted to punish you by sending our son on a death mission."
"I'm sorry, Cissy".
"Sorry doesn't cut it Lucius". I walked into the bathroom for a hot long bath. I filled the tub with hot water, lavender and jasmine oils, then stepped inside resting my head on the rolled up towel. I closed my eyes trying to forget everything that happened last month.
Lucius didn't know what to do or say to make his wife feel better. He couldn't stand to see his precious wife hate so much. He had to bring his family back together. He would give Narcissa her space. He grabbed his dressing gown and went to sleep in one of the spare bedrooms.
When I came out of the bathroom a half an hour later, Lucius was no longer in the room. I climbed into the bed and cried myself to sleep.
The next morning, I sat in the dining room alone reading the Daily Prophet and enjoying my breakfast when my son, Draco entered.
"good morning mum", he said kissing my cheek and taking a seat.
"good morning my little dragon. Did you sleep well?"
"somewhat. What about you?"
"a little better than before".
Draco looked at me with a quizzical brow.
I folded the newspaper and put it next to my plate. "What is it Draco?"
"nothing".
"I know there is something on your mind just ask".
He sighed. "fine, how long are you going to punish father?"
I looked up from my plate and stared at him in disbelief. "I am not punishing your father your father Draco".
"yes you are mum. Father said he was sorry. He's been trying to make things right, but you keep punishing him away".
"I will not discuss this with you Draco". I told pushing by chair against the floor and left the dining room. I was not going to discuss my relationship with my husband with my eighteen-year-old son.
Later that day, I was reading in the library when there was a knock at the door. "come in".
Draco poked his head in "mum".
"yes Draco", not looking up from my book.
"mum I'm sorry", he said entering the room and sitting down next to me "about what happened at breakfast, but I meant what I said".
"darling", still not looking up.
"mother", Draco snapped.
I finally closed my book. "don't you ever raise your voice at me Draco. This is between me and your father".
"this affects me too mother".
I sighed heavily. I tried to holdback my tears but one slipped down my cheek. He brushes it away with his hand.
"sorry mum. Didn't mean to make you cry."
"it's alright my sweet dragon". placing my hand on his cheek.
"me and you father will work this out. I promise". With that I walked to the door before he called to me.
"mum". I turned around.
"yes".
"do you love father?"
"with all my heart", and walked out.