"No! No!" Narcissa cried. "You can't take him away!" Tears were streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Malfoy, but your husband has been found guilty by the Wizengamot." The wizard told Narcissa. "You can write to him."

Without another word Lucius was dragged out of the house. Narcissa fell to the floor in sobs.


Dearest Lucius

I wish there was something I could do to get you out of there, but no one will listen to me. I've offered them everything. I've even gone to the Minister, but he won't budge. I will keep trying.

Love always, Narcissa


Narcissa,

There's nothing you can do for me. All we can do is wait. Keep Draco from harm and give him my love.

Yours, Lucius


It had been four months since Lucius arrest. Narcissa had cried herself to sleep every night since then and she always had nightmares about him receiving the Dementor's Kiss.

This night, however, it was different.

She was in a field and Lucius was there.

"Lucius!" She cried, running to hug her husband. He returned her embrace with a full heart. "Oh I've missed you."

"I've missed you, too."

"How are you here?" She asked, breaking the embrace. "You were in Azkaban."

"I don't know." He replied. "The last thing I remember is lying down on my cot in my cell."

"We must be dreaming… but then how can I be with you?" She wondered.

"I don't care." He said, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. "I got to see you."

"Oh, Lucius, life is terrible without you. The only thing that keeps me going is Draco…

I live like a nun in a cloister

Solitary, celibate, I hate it"

The two held hands and began to walk.

"I live like a monk in an abbey

Ditto, ditto, I hate it." Lucius replied.

Narcissa stopped walking and looked up at him.

"Write to me with sentimental effusion

Let me revel in romantic illusion."

He smiled at her and stroked her cheek.

"Do you still smell of vanilla and spring air?

And is my favorite lover's pillar still firm and fair?"

Narcissa returned his smile then took his hand continued walking.

"What was there, love, still is there, love

Come soon as you can to my cloister

I've forgotten the feel of your hand."

Lucius sighed. "Soon madam we shall walk in Cupid's Grove together."

They stopped walking and looked at each other.

"And we'll fondly survey

That promised land…

Till then, till then

I am as I ever was and ever was

And ever shall be

Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours."

Lucius leaned down to kiss her, but just at that moment Narcissa sat up in bed.


This song is from 1776, one of my favorite musicals. This song got randomly stuck in my head and I was thinking about Harry Potter (Big surprise) and I thought this song worked well for Lucius and Narcissa when Lucius was imprisoned.

Anyway, hope you liked it! Please review!

~Kate