Disclaimer:All characters, terms and places associated with Harry Potter belong JK Rowling. This story is by no means an original concept, however I do own this particular plotline. Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and is only referenced in chapter titles and opening quotes. It would be pointless to send you're lawyers after me as I haven't got two brass haypennies to rub together.

Warnings: Bad language, violence, substance abuse and sexual scenes are highly likely to show up in the fic. I promise I will place an appropriate warning at the start of a chapter if there is sexual scenes as I don't want to give my favourite lady, nightmares by reading un-warned, parent porn. (Her term, not mine :p )

A/N: This is my attempt to tell the story of Lucius & Cissy, my regular readers will probably spot references to some of my regular characters.

Chapter 1 - Dead Man's Party

"You want me to leave?

You can put your hands,

on my hot, tight, little body and make me."

Spike - 'I was made to love you,' Buffy the Vampire Slayer


"Lucius Malfoy, if I catch you sneaking around this house again, I will remove an appendage." Narcissa Black said, pointing her wand in the face of the blonde haired man. "And believe me when I tell you, it will be something that you will miss!" Narcissa turned on her heels and stormed down the hallway to her bedroom, her wet hair flying out behind her as she went.

Lucius smirked to himself and relaxed, moving away from the wall that he had pressed his back against. He hadn't meant to walk into the bathroom that the youngest Black sister had been using to take a shower in, but it had been an unexpectedly, pleasant surprise. He straightened his jacket and turned the other way, heading down the stairs in the Black Family Manor and into the parlour where his friends were waiting for him.

"Find the facilities without any trouble, Lucius?" Bella asked, pouring herself a cup of tea from the pot sat in the middle of the coffee table.

"Well I found them." Lucius said, sitting down in an armchair. "But they were in use."

"What's that supposed to mean exactly?" Bella asked, raising an enquiring eyebrow.

"To put it simply, your sister was making use of them at the time." Lucius replied, matter of factly.

"You walked in on my sister?"

"I hardly did it on purpose." Said Lucius. "It was a complete accident."

"Well you better had go and apologise." Bella said, giving Lucius a stern look. "She is coming to the party tonight and I don't want my evening being spoiled by having to act as a buffer between the pair of you all night."

"I really don't think that I would be the person she would most want to see at this point in time." Lucius began to argue, but between the harsh glare he was receiving from Bellatrix and the almost pleading look he was getting from Rodolphus, he relented. "Fine, I will go make amends."

"Good." Bella looked triumphant.

"If you'll excuse me then." Lucius said, getting to his feet and walking out of the room, muttering under his breath about; that damn woman. Lucius climbed the main stairs two at time, he would and apologise to Narcissa and then it would be over and done with. Then they could go on ignoring each others existence as they normally did. He walked down the hallway, going past the portraits of long dead Black family members and then the boarded up room of Andromeda Black. Since she had shamed her family by running off with the mudblood, Ted Tonks, they had all pretended that she had never existed in the first place.

Finally he reached Narcissa's door, he straightened himself up, smoothing his long hair with his hand to make sure that it wasn't out of place before tapping lightly on the door with his knuckles. He waited for a few moments before the door opened slightly and Narcissa's head craned around the edge.

"Yes? Oh... it's you. What do you want?" She said, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Narcissa..." Lucius smiled his best smile, one usually reserved for buttering up his mother. "I came to apologise. I honestly had no idea that you were occupying the bathroom when I opened the door. I am truly sorry."

"You can save your apology's Lucius." Narcissa said. "I don't believe them and you don't mean them. Anything else?"

Lucius grinned. "Who's taking you to the party?"

"None of your business!" Narcissa slammed the door in his face, leaving the smirking Lucius to go back downstairs without an acceptance of his apology, but enough to leave Bella satisfied.

Narcissa threw her hair brush across the room in frustration. "That arrogant, prat!" She walked across the room to retrieve her hairbrush and sitting down at her dresser. "I hate that bloody, git." She said to herself.

She looked into her mirror, she hadn't started on her makeup yet and her hair was still damp in places, she thanked Merlin that Lucretia was coming over to help her get ready. She still hadn't chosen the outfit that she was going to wear, but she could trust Lucretia's sharp eye to scan through her wardrobe and find her the perfect outfit.

Her mind briefly wandered to the wonderful green, figure hugging dress that hung up in Andromeda's wardrobe. The dress had bought, but never worn and it would have been perfect for tonight, she knew it would hug her in all the right places, then hopefully, get the attention of a good pureblood boy. The party would be hell if she was expected to stick with Bella, watching her older sister fawn all over her boyfriend while their pervy friend lurked in the background, wasn't exactly Narcissa's idea of a good time.

There was a light tap on her door, she turned her head, it better not be Malfoy again. "Who is it?"

"It's Morgan Le Fey, I'm here for the sleepover. Who do you think it is? Open up!"

Narcissa smiled and got up from her seat, she walked across the room to open the door and let her friend inside. "Thank, Merlin that you're here." She said, stepping aside to allow Lucretia Orisha, past.

"You're not even, half ready!" Lucretia said, looking at her friend in dismay. "What have you been doing all this time?"

"Being perved on by Lucius Malfoy." She replied, shrugging her shoulders.

"Don't tell me Bella's still dragging around that slimy git." Lucretia said, moving over to sit on the bed. "Why does she put up with him, Cissy?"

"Don't blame Bella. It's Rodolphus that he's friends with." Said Cissy, sitting down in front of her dresser. "Anyway, I don't want to talk about him anymore. The big issue is what I'm going to wear tonight."

"Hmm..." Lucretia stood up, walking over to Cissy's wardrobe and looking at the dresses hung up inside. "Have you made a short list of any of these?"

"No, they're all bloody horrible." Cissy said. "And it's awful because there's this absolutely perfect dress, hanging up in Andromeda's wardrobe that she never wore."

"So? Go get it then, if it's perfect."

"I can't!" Cissy wailed. "Papa, would kill me if found out I went into Andromeda's room for the sake of a dress."

"Right, hold on." Lucretia said, she pulled a bottle of Black Vodka from her shoulder bag and handed it to her friend. "You get started on that, then do your bloody hair. I'll sort the dress." She winked at Narcissa before slipping out of the room.

Cissy looked at the bottle, Lucretia had been drinking a lot of this stuff recently, she believed it had something to do with the absence of her boyfriend, off on another one of his mysterious trips that Lucretia wouldn't tell Cissy anything about. She shrugged her shoulders and unscrewed the top from the bottle, pouring a small measure of the liquid into an empty water glass she had on her dresser. "Ok, Narcissa." She said, looking at her own reflection. "Hair, makeup, alcohol, in that order."

Fifteen minutes later, Cissy had made a lot of progress, her hair was now fixed in an elegant style, lot's of loose curls, most of it pinned up on top of her head and several loose tendril's hanging around her face and neck. She had brushed a light trace of silver powder across her eyelid, which seemed to add a sparkle to her blue eyes, she didn't like putting on too much makeup, just enough to highlight her best features.

It was then that, Lucretia slinked back into her bedroom, the green dress draped over her arm. "There you go, I bloody well hope it's the right one."

Cissy stood up, throwing her arms around her friends shoulders, giving her a hug. "Lu! You are the best friend, ever. How did you get it?" She asked, pulling the dress from her friends arm and holding it against herself.

"It's probably best if you don't know, darling." She said, smirking. "Just get a move on and get dressed."


"This is the most boring party I have ever been to." Narcissa said, looking at her friend. "If you hadn't been here, I probably would have gone home the minute I arrived."

"I hate to say it." Said Lucretia. "But I totally agree with you, love." She looked around the room, mostly it was filled with small groups who were just standing around, talking to one another. There were only 3 or so couples dancing in the middle of the room, but even they looked bored. "This party really needs livening up."

"Well don't look at me, I don't have any ideas." Cissy said with a shake of her head.

"Come on, let's go into the garden for a smoke while your Bella is wrapped around her boy." Lucretia pointed to the corner, Bella and Rodolphus seemed unaware they were the only ones appearing to have a good time.

Cissy nodded to her friend and followed her outside, to the rose gardens, standing next to a stone bench, Lucretia pulled a silver cigarette case from her handbag. She pressed the catch on the side, flipping it open and handed a white cigarette to Cissy. "There you go, love."

"Thanks, Lu." Cissy said, placing the cigarette in her mouth. She pulled her wand from her own handbag and lit the tip with a quick; incendio, spell.

Lucretia had placed a cigarette in her own mouth, but a voice from behind her stopped her from lighting it. "Lucretia?" She pulled the cigarette from her mouth and shoved both it and the case into Cissy's hands with a pleading look. She turned around, a large smile breaking across her face.

"Ash!" Lucretia then made a sound that Cissy could only describe as a squeal. Lucretia Orisha, the proud pureblood, squealed. She ran towards the devastatingly handsome, dark skinned man and threw her arms around him. "Why didn't you tell me that you were coming?"

"Well that would have ruined the surprise, wouldn't it?" He said, with a smirk. Looking over Lucretia's shoulder he made a small wave. "Hello Narcissa."

Cissy waved back. "Hullo Ash. Don't tell me, you've come to steal her away again? She's been the only thing keeping me sane at this party."

"Sorry love." He said, giving her a smile. "I just want her alone for twenty minutes, then I'll return her I promise."

"Thirty minutes." Lucretia said, smirking broadly at Ash Zabini.

"You're ambition impresses me." He said. "No more than half an hour, Narcissa, I promise. You should really give up those cigarettes, you know." He grabbed hold of Lucretia's hand and dragged her back into the house.

Cissy gave Ash a saccharin smile as he led her best friend away. On the one hand, she knew that it would be a nice treat for her friend to get to spend some decent time with her boyfriend, on the other it pissed her off that she was being left on her own. Now she was probably going to have to resort to trying to talk to Bella; ifBella could be pried away from Rodolphus, that was.

"He's right you know."

Cissy's head spun round, coughing a little from the smoke that she had wrongly inhaled.

"See, they aren't good for you." Lucius Malfoy quirked an eyebrow, smirking at the flustered Black sister.

"It really is none of your business." Cissy said, bringing the cigarette to her lips and taking a long drag on the minty flavoured smoke.

"Probably not." Lucius said. "But I can't help thinking how it ruins the profile of a young woman, such as yourself, to see smoke billowing out of your mouth every few seconds."

"And what is it that you are doing outside if it isn't to smoke?" Cissy said, noticing a number of cigar butt's on the stone pavement, near to where Lucius was standing.

He held up a silver hip flask, showing it to her. "It's terribly frowned upon to bring your own firewhiskey to this sort of affair, but as I feared, the stuff provided is of the lowest quality."

"Oh." Was all she could think to say and internally she was now kicking herself for it.

He smirked at her. "Would you like some? I guarantee it will be better than anything they are serving inside."

Cissy shook her head. "Black Vodka is more to my taste than that stuff."

"Fair enough." He said, taking a drink from his flask.

Cissy chewed on her lip, she didn't really want to be stuck out here talking to Lucius Malfoy, on the other hand, it would be obvious that she was avoiding him if she just threw away her half-smoked cigarette.

"You never did tell me you who was bringing you to this party." He smirked.

Cissy seethed.


Author's Notes:

Blaise Zabini's mother, known canonically as Mrs Zabini, I always write as Lucretia Zabini. For the purposes of this story, for the very first time, I have had to give her a maiden name. I settled on Orisha. So Lucretia Orisha, is Blaise's mum. Anyone who gets the significance of this, gets a massive silver star. (Bugger gold, horrible Gryffindork colour.)

So, my dear readers, I would love some feedback on this one.

Massive thanks to go Twiist who beta-ed for me and Jonathan J Strange, who shouted at me to get my arse into gear on this one.