She is beautiful;
to say the least
Eyes like the sky
on a midsummer morning,
clearing
from the showers,
alighting the world
with a new day
Hair like gold tulips,
soft to the touch,
gentle in nature,
swaying in the breeze
Skin like porcelain,
cool and smooth,
and pale,
becoming rosy
in the dead of winter
She is a doll;
ordered in movement,
repeated in design
Painted blue irises
Full crimson lips
Fragile white skin
Yet she isn't alike
to her sisters
Fairer in looks;
Sweeter in moods;
Smarter intelligently
She is Narcissa Black.
He is dignified;
in every way possible
Brought up in propriety,
the most noble of names:
Malfoy
Kept in from the world,
away from ruffians, blood-traitors,
Muggles
Thrown out of the norm,
long hair, gray eyes,
abnormality
He is a slave;
to all those above him,
to many unknown
Unoriginal simple demands
Unkind angry cries
Unrealistic selfish prayers
Yet he responds
to his masters
Stronger in will;
Crueler in punishment;
Smarter in wits
He is Lucius Malfoy.
They were betrothed
He was cold, indifferent, unloving
She was lively, happy, unknowing
He was aware
She was not
He didn't care about the situation
She didn't care about him
A match made by purebloods
for the sake of purebloods
between purebloods
A match made in hell.
Allowed time together,
before the wedding,
he learned
and she learned
He learned
she was the youngest of three,
she hated the rising Dark Lord,
she loved art,
she painted her nails bright green
with polish.
She learned
he was an only child,
he hated the impending doom,
he loved novels,
he painted his arms dark red
with blood.
They learned
they would always be together,
they didn't hate each other,
they could learn to love,
they would keep one another
from harm.
A pair content to be friends.
Wedding bells chimed,
ivory veils,
silver chrysanthemums,
and a carriage to close.
A couple prepared to be husband and wife.
Moans elicited,
screams let out,
flashes behind closed eyes,
and a climax to close.
A duet of perfect harmony.
Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy:
husband and wife;
man and woman.
Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy
(behind the mask):
lovers
parents
partners
equals.
Torn apart by war,
kept together by love.