Weep not for the memories.

-I Will Remember You by Sarah McLachlan.

Mondays are always the hardest for me. Of course, waking up is always hard, but it's the worst on Mondays. Every day it's the same routine. I find myself reaching over to the empty spot, her spot. I pat her pillow, still fresh with her sent.

Every morning I have to confirm that I am, indeed, alone. I looked over to her side of the bed. Aloneness, confirmed. After all of these years, I still have not gotten used to that empty spot. Sighing, I get up, slip on my robe and place a soft kiss to her picture on my nightstand.

"Good morning, love." She smiled back up at me, waving. I shake my head and begin my day. Another Monday. Mondays are the least merciful day of my week. Offering no comfort or distraction. It's just the start of another week. Another long, lonely week. One more week without her.

As I descend the staircase, I stop to take a breath on the fourth step. "Good lord I'm getting old." I say to myself. "Or just out of shape…" I look down at my hands. "No, no I'm definitely old." Shaking my head, I continue tromping down the steps.

"Into the kitchen we go." I say feigning excitement. I had picked up the despicable habit of talking to myself. I guess that's what happens when you're alone or when you're old. I'm both so I guess it was bound to happen. Whether it is due to my solitude or my age, I talk to myself. Though, I must admit, I'm pretty shabby company.

"What are we going to have today, Lucius?" I open the pantry. Bran flakes, bran flakes, and more bran flakes. "Bran flakes it is. Aren't we an adventurous little bugger?" I sneer at myself.

After all of these years I'm still following that absurd diet plan Cissa put me on. I look across the table to her chair. "You're very proud of yourself aren't you?" No answer. "Oh, I bet you are…I bet you are." I chuckle softly, then smile, then frown, and then continue munching.

Breakfast is over. Time for the walk in the garden. Looking out the window, the sun is barley shining, the birds quiet. "Maybe we can skip that today, Lucius…You'll find some other way to entertain yourself." Sighing, I walk into the library.

"Maybe some music…" I turn on the radio Deidre got me for Christmas. Maybe it will brighten up this dreary Monday.

"BWABOAHBOABWAHHHH! B-B-BANGARANG! YEAHHHHHH! PLAY! BWAHHHHHBWAHHBWAHHH! BANGARANG!" I fell backwards against the wall, clutching my heart. Quickly, I shut it off.

"What the bloody hell was that noise?" I shout as I turn over the album. Skrillex it said. "Must be one of Scoprius' bands." Grumbling, I take a seat. Maybe I'll read something. I look the stand next to me. Sitting on top of it was a grand, leather bound book.

"Huh. Never seen that before." Hesitantly, I open the front cover. There was a small note written on the inside. Gently, I cradle the book in my lap.

Irina found this a while back. I thought it might get you through those Mondays.

Love,

Draco.

I smiled. "Such a good boy." Closing the book I inspect the front cover for a title. Written in, gold, elegant script was the word "Memories". By the look of the hand writing, this book was Cissas'. With shaking hands I open to the first page. There was a small picture of a young Narcissa, no older than five, my young self, and our French teacher, Madame Monet.

"November 6, 1964. French Lessons.", was scrawled at the bottom of the page. I smile. This was, indeed, a great distraction. I find myself relaxing into the chair as I remember my Cissa. She was still alive, so alive in my memories and in my heart. As I reminisced, an idea suddenly popped into my head. Taking a quill and a piece of parchment, I settle myself at the desk and begin to write.

Our story is one that has yet to be told, and is worth telling. So, dear reader. Let me begin on that faithful day, November 6th, 1964. The day I met the girl who changed my life forever.

_BWAH! And so it begins. Just in case you haven't read 'To Begin Again.' Or 'If You Want to Date My Daughter.' Deidre is the Malfoy's daughter, the wild child. She's a singer and has a daughter of her own named Josette. Draco's wife is named Irina and she was the one who found Narcissa's memory book in 'If You Want to Date My Daughter'. I don't know if they'll pop into the story later on or not. Ai originally planned this all to be in the past but I might go back into the present once in a while. It all depends. Tell me what you think! I think most of this will be from Lucius' perspective but…I like different perspective so, we'll just have to see! If you have a preference let me know! This is a prequel to both 'To Begin Again.' And 'If You Want to Date My Daughter.' It'll be Lucissa centric and go from their Hogwarts days and stop…I don't know when. Haha! I'm still figuring that out! I am going to try andupdate this story once a week but school is starting soon and I don't know if I'll have the time. Well, thanks for reading! PLEASE REVIEW! P.s The song that scared Lucius on the radio was Bangarang by Skrillex XD. TTFN, bros! -