A/N: Newest Fan-Fic posted. Hope you like it. Leave me a review if you want more. Won't forget about my other stories. Love to all!

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters except made up house elf. All to J.K Rowling.

The World Hidden Away From Him

A small infant lay in her arms sleeping. His tiny head was covered in a little green cap and his small hand was wrapped around one of her long blonde tresses. She sat in her bedroom in a black gown, under the covers of her king sized bed. There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in," she said happily. Her husband entered, his attire black as well, his hands gloved in leather and her smile immediately faltered into a full-blown scowl. He came to the bed and sat next to his wife, attempting to touch her cheek, and she leaned away from his hand. "You!" she snapped accusingly. If she wasn't holding their newborn son in her arms, and hadn't just given birth to a whole human being and the bag they were held in whilst inside of her, she would have bounded off of the bed and away from him.

"Narcissa please," he said, his voice cold.

"You!" she repeated loudly. The small child began to stir and she immediately quieted.

"I know you're angry," he murmured, his lips tight.

"You promised!" she snapped. "You promised you would be here!"

Another knock came on the door and the house elf that had delivered their son peaked in.

"Is everything alright mistress?" the small house elf whispered, knowing the young Master Malfoy rested at his mother's breast. Narcissa looked from her house elf to her husband and back again.

"Gina," she said softly. "Would you please take Draco from me? I must speak with my husband alone."

Lucius opened his mouth to protest, seeing as he hadn't gotten a proper look at his only child yet, but was cut off almost immediately.

"You don't get to speak right now," Narcissa whispered venomously. He looked away, his cheeks reddening as the house elf hurried into the room. Narcissa held Draco out to Gina, supporting his head, as he was taken carefully from her protective grasp, as though he'd break.

"Thank you Gina," Narcissa said kindly before turning to her husband. The door shut magically behind Gina before Narcissa's face went cold again.

"Narcissa-" Lucius began but was cut off yet again.

"You said you'd be here to deliver him!" she cried, not holding back any of her emotions any longer. "You promised me!"

"I know. And I'm sorry, Cissy, but the Dark Lord needed me at his side!" Lucius snapped.

"I needed you by my side!" Narcissa bellowed, tears falling down her pale cheeks. She looked so frail and tired to Lucius that it made him feel terrible. She'd gone to hell and back and had their son to show for it. And he had nothing to show for his absence.

"We went to raid!" Lucius said. "The Dark Lord-"

"Fuck the Dark Lord!" Narcissa screeched. "I don't want to hear anything about the fucking Dark Lord for the rest of my life! Was he delivering your child, Lucius? Was he in agony for twenty-two hours? NO! I was! This was the most important day of my life, apart from our wedding, and it should've been yours too!"

She then rolled onto her stomach and buried her face in Lucius' pillow, her whole body shaking as she sobbed. Lucius stared at her thin form for nearly five minutes, anger boiling up inside of him. He growled and punched the mattress, before placing his hands on his head, his elbows resting on his knees.

"Don't you know I wanted to be here?" Lucius asked softly. He wasn't mad at his wife. He was angry he'd hurt her so badly. She shook her head, her face still in the pillow. "Damn it Narcissa! This was the most important day of my life! And I missed it! Do you know what that feels like?"

She propped herself up on her elbows, wiping her eyes, her thin angelic nose red from crying, as were her eyes. She stared at him, through wide blue orbs.

"I would've been here if it were possible. But you know how he is. He knew my baby was supposed to be coming soon. I told him you were in labor."

"Draco, dear," she sniffed.

"Ah yes. That's what you've named him is it?" Lucius asked with a small smile.

"Do you like it?" she asked, brightening slightly. He nodded and leaned forward taking her thin form in his arms.

She sighed, burying her face in his masculine shoulder, her whole body shuttering as she took a deep breathe. Of course he wouldn't be forgiven just like that, but she wasn't angry any longer. Not entirely at least.

She snapped her fingers and Gina immediately appeared in front of her.

"Yes mistress?" she asked.

"Please bring Draco back in here for Lucius to meet," she said.

"Oh but I have met him already," Lucius said. "Through your womb, when he kicked me in the jaw."

"Oh you big baby!" Narcissa teased. "It wasn't that bad."

"I don't know," Lucius replied, with his eyebrows raised. "I have a good feeling about that boy.

When Gina brought Draco into the room a little while later, he was awake, and crying. His small face was slightly pink and his little fists were balled up as though he were angry at the world.

"Here you is, Master," Gina said. Lucius smiled at his newborn son, Draco Lucius Malfoy, the newest addition to the Malfoy Family Tree. Draco glared up at his father, but he'd stopped crying. Yet it was strange how the infant scowled…

"I don't think he likes me," Lucius murmured.

"Nonsense, you're his father," Narcissa laughed. The scowl disappeared when Draco heard his mother's voice. "He's merely curious about you."

"No doubt…" Lucius mused. "And that explains why he kicked me in the jaw."

"Do I need to give you a bottle as well Lucius Malfoy? Or are you going to grow up?" she joked.

He turned and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek.

"We did do good didn't we?" Lucius asked. "I think he resembles you more. No doubt he'll be handsome…"

"Yes, we did great," Narcissa whispered.

A/N: This is only the beginning people. An introduction. Hope you liked it!