Never Leave Lucius Alone While Bored
Otherwise named
Harry Potter and the Mischievous Mistletoe
December 12 1999 Malfoy Manor
Lucius Malfoy was bored. And a bored Lucius was an unhappy Lucius. And in turn a unhappy Lucius was a plotting Lucius. His wife, son and house elf staff knew this and attempted to stay out of his way. They all knew his plots were extravagant and often involved lots of people doing lots of people doing very embarrasing things in front of large audiences. That is why the occupants of Malfoy Manor had the smart idea to avoid Lucius and his study. That is until Lucius called his beautiful wife, Narcissa Malfoy down to his study.
When she closed the door behind her, Lucius came up and kissed her deeply on the lips.
"Oh Narcissa, my sweet adoring wife." Lucius said kissing her again. "I must be the luckiest man alive to have a wife like you." Narcissa was stunned. Lucius was only this romantic when he had the most wonderful news or had come up with a plan to embarrass the most amount of people in the shortest amount of time with the largest audience. So naturally she was extremely suspicious.
"Now darling as you have probably guessed I have come up with a plot," Lucius dropped all pretense of being romantic and took on a rather business man like quality. Narcissa nodded and sat across the desk from him in a big plush chair. Sh conjured up a not pad and quill to take notes. Lucius flicked his wand and the door closed and locked.
"Now I'm sure you have your ideas," Narcissa nodded once again as Lucius spoke, "But let me tell you my ideas first." So Narcissa scribbled furiously as Lucius began to share ideas for his evil plot.
Two hours later
Narcissa Malfoy ran from Lucius's study clutching a satchel to her breast. Tossing a cloak over her shoulders, she ran out into the pouring rain, towards the Malfoy personal Owlery. Three minutes later she returned breathing heavily. Hand on the door knob and empty satchel by her side Narcissa turned to look over her shoulder. Through the hazy mist she could barely make out about seventy or eighty owls heading out in every direction. She allowed a small smile to herself before returning to her Lucius's study where she had some un finished business to attend to. Business that had to do with Lucius's romantic side, Narcissa's kinky one and her bent forward over Lucius's desk with him behind her. ;)