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"Sweet Autumn Kisses"
A Fanfiction by Sophia Cai
Pen name: KandiiKane
Based on ©HARRY POTTER
++Prologue: Hidden Secrets++
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The house stood on hill overlooking the mass of green, where it had stood for more than 500 years. You could call it ancient but most people prefer to know it as where you end up when you have a well-respected family plus riches. It looked like someone carved the entire house out of stone, the surface of the walls were smooth, with tall daunting black, iron windows. Those houses you see in those 1800's movies. It would look almost inviting if it weren't for the fence running along the sides, banning the outside world from it. Saying anyone who dared to come near it, "Go Away". Not that anyone would dare come near it, or wanted to for that fact.
The Malfoy mansion lay on the edge of a forest, surrounded by trees and ferns. By-passers would hardly know what really happened in there. All the secrets beneath its stony surface… all the torment and lies.
But then again, no one really did.
Lucius muttered under his breath as he prepared to leave. It was early on Sunday morning, a day when he really didn't want to work, but life wasn't about what you want anymore, it was about doing deeds for others than yourself. The sun was barely up, but what was there shone brightly, casting shadows all along the front of the house. He picked up his bag and his cloak from the shelf, before turning to the mirror outside the hallway, he straightened his cloak and smoothed back his hair, always good to make a good impression.
The whole house was silent, except for the sound of the fire-place fire slowly burning away at the logs. Draco was out of the house, not home but somewhere in the southern part of Ireland with his second cousins. Leaving only Narcissa and Lucius. Not that he cared.
Lucius picked up his wand, and stuffed it into his pocket, without turning once more he left the house, closing the heavy wooden door behind him. The cold, autumn chill took him by surprise a bit at first, but he soon got used to it. Autumn leaves were all over the floor. It was starting to approach the cold as he could feel it in the air. A bit early though, he thought to himself, it's mid-September.
As he quietly slipped past the front gate he heard footsteps behind him, he stopped in his tracks and turned back his head slowly. There was no one.
"Who's there?" he called out.
"Oh it's only me Lucius," he recognized a familiar voice behind him.
"What are you doing here Magrese?" Lucius asked turning around impatiently. He had no time to stay and chat.
"This house is still half mine you realize," said the tall man, who looked extraordinarily like Lucius, as he walked closer to him.
"I thought we came to a conclusion before," Lucius said.
"Yes it's nice to see you too brother," Magrese teasingly smiled.
"Don't use that word in front of me," Lucius said as he threatened Magrese with his wand.
"Whoa, calm down," Magrese chuckled, "I didn't come by to see you anyway."
Lucius looked surprisingly at him, slowly lowering his wand, "Then who?"
"Narcissa of course," Magrese said, "my wonderful sister-in-law, the one you don't deserve, you know you don't, and don't play dumb with me, I've seen those times you abused her, and those times you've slept with other women."
Lucius looked at Magrese, he then dropped his bag and picked up his wand again, "Now you know that isn't true." Lucius grabbed Magrese by the collar
Magrese looked at Lucius and smiled, "Of course not."
Lucius dropped Magrese again and ran his hand through his hair, "I have no time to talk nonsense with you." And with that he picked up his bag and left.
Magrese shrugged and smirked, after seeing Lucius turn the corner he went back to the mansion, as he climbed up the steps to the front door he said to himself, "Welcome home." Magrese was always the complete opposite of him, Lucius was mean, deceited, Magrese, well… you wouldn't call him modest, but no where as deceited as Lucius. Lucius was the one everyone talked about, good or bad. Magrese was… well just there, a mistake made by his parents one day after getting drunk if you know what I mean. Magrese coped with it. He didn't give a rat's arse, who was he to complain?
He pulled back his silver hair (the only thing to show he was a Malfoy) which was trimmed short, and straightened himself out before knocking the fake snake's head down against the door. The sound echoed the inside of the house, he waited patiently. He heard short, light footsteps approach the house and he breathed heavily, His hands quivering, the door slowly opened and a tall blond woman stood there, she raised her head and her eyes met his. She let out a small gasp before turning around to see whether anyone was around, seeing no one except for him, she quickly pulled him inside.
She shut the door behind him with a soft click.
If only she turned around before she closed the door.
If only she saw someone creeping back to the house.
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Narcissa was what you would call pretty. She was tall, lean, blond and she had beautiful complexions. She had a personality to match her beauty, although most people thought of her as bitter, I mean, married to a Malfoy? But she didn't let her personality get in the way, she was making her father happy after all, marrying a "rich boy" like he wanted. She felt like a Marilyn Monroe, except 4 sizes smaller.
The study was a high-ceiling room with wooden walls and rich, red, carpet. It was big, far too big for its needs. But all the rooms in the Malfoy mansion where big. Filled with antiques of all sorts, dating back to the 1800's.
Narcissa rushed into the study and closed the blinds, Magrese followed her in and instead of his usual smile he had a serious, concerned face. As she closed the door to the study she leant against the door and closed her eyes.
"Okay, you can talk now," she opened her eyes, and took in everything… him.
Magrese, who was sitting in a deeply cushioned arm chair next to a tall bookshelf looked up at her, "You know why I came don't you?" he asked, making it sound more like a statement than a question.
Narcissa slowly walked over to him, she bent down over him, her face inches away from his, he could feel her breath upon him, "I think so," she whispered, just seeing him just turned her on, the way he had that "playboy" look without knowing it. She wanted him, and she knew he wanted her.
Magrese pushed her away and stood up, "Narcissa, you have to tell Lucius."
"Why?" she asked. Angry at him for destroying a moment.
"Because otherwise he's going to find out," he pushed past her and paced the room, "from someone else. And then we can't do anything to stop his actions. He won't listen to us. You know what he's like."
"Of course I do, I'm fucking married to him! What do you mean 'actions'?" she asked, fully aware of the answer.
"You know what I mean," he was getting impatient.
"Well maybe I do maybe I don't but it doesn't matter," she said, "because he is not going to find out… from anyone."
"Now that's where you're wrong," Magrese said, so softly it was almost a whisper. But she heard him all right.
Narcissa stared at him, his deep hazel eyes. The eyes brought back to many memories, so many sad yet happy and pleasant memories. But all of them were in the past, a time long forgotten, a time she still wanted.
Magrese felt the same way, for a minute the two adults shared a moment of silence before he broke it again.
"Carmon is dead," he said, slowly, slurring out the words.
Nothing could have prepared her for what she heard, the three words stabbed through her body. Her throat felt like it was burnt and covered in ice at the same time. Her legs suddenly felt limp underneath her and she fell, her body hitting the carpet.
Magrese dodged under her just enough to catch her in time. He then supported and rested her on an armchair.
"How- why-," she stammered.
"Shh, it's okay," he cooed, holding her. His strong masculine arms held her tight, his touch made her yearn for her memories, the time before, when it was love. When it was true love.
"We have to tell him Narcissa," Magrese continued, "otherwise how are we going to survive this? Carmon is already dead, and I don't need to bet who killed him, we have no other choice."
Narcissa didn't say anything, she moved her head. It was such a tiny movement that it was hard to tell whether it was a nod or a shake.
Just then the study room door opened and he stepped in.
Narcissa quickly moved away from Magrese's hold and stepped towards him.
"Lucius-"she began.
"Shut up you slut," he glared at her and turned back to Magrese, "What are you doing here?"
Magrese opened his mouth to speak but Narcissa interrupted him, "Lucius what's wrong? He is your brother after all."
"I don't think you have the right to speak right now," Lucius menaced, "and don't you two pretend you don't know what's going on."
Narcissa bit her lip, "Oh come off it darling don't you want some tea?"
"Yes, why don't you go and get some and take Magrese here with you so you can go off and sleep with him again," Lucius said.
At that the whole room fell silent, the truth was out, but they didn't tell him. How he found out, they had no idea.
"Now you know that isn't true," Magrese started even though he knew it was useless to argue with his brother, especially when he had that murderous look in his eyes.
"Now you know Carmon is quite a faithful servant."
Getting no response he continued, "Sure he was a bit dumb here and there, especially back in Hogwarts. But he does know all the sources, and he does have a big mouth. Just someone I can really get on well with, wasn't that what you said?" Lucius coldly looked at Magrese.
"Of course the first time he told me, I didn't believe him, another one of his pranks," Lucius continued, "well I was wrong. I pieced all the missing puzzle pieces together and now I know the truth."
"You killed Carmon…" Narcissa stammered.
Lucius growled at her, "At least that isn't as bad as what you did."
Narcissa said nothing, but her dark eyes flamed with anger, "You had no right to kill him."
"And you had no right to lie to me," Lucius stood up and walked up to her, his face inches away from hers, "You had no right to lie about him."
"I didn't," Narcissa said bitterly, "You just presumed that was the truth."
Lucius half-smiled, "Me? Presumed. Stop your shitting."
"I'm not," Narcissa was scared of Lucius, who was holding a wand in his hands. When he followed her gaze, he laughed.
"Don't worry 'darling'," Lucius said, "I would hardly kill you would I?"
Narcissa gulped, she didn't trust those shining eyes anymore, she didn't trust anyone.
"But then again the Malfoys are a well-respected family," Lucius continued, "We could hardly want shame on the family name do we? That was why I killed him, didn't want him to blab anymore."
He walked over to the window and pulled the blinds open as the warm sunshine filled the room from head to toe. Narcissa looked at Magrese who was staring at Lucius with an expression that was hard to read.
"Imagine the news," Lucius continued, "poor little bastard Draco comes home, and oh gee everything goes wrong… Poor thing never to know the truth, never knowing what happens, feelings its his fault," Lucius smiled.
Magrese stepped forward, "Lucius don't-"
"Don't what?" he teased. He stepped up to Narcissa again, he bent in to kiss her one more time, his rough lips passing hers, she strained but didn't do anything, he pushed himself against her, before turning away to face Magrese, "ouch, does that hurt you?"
Magrese opened his mouth to speak but Lucius held up his hand.
"Don't."
And with that he slapped her, across the face, hard.
Tears strained in Narcissa's eyes as she grabbed her swollen cheek, where his big hand had left an emblem of red, destroying her perfect complexions. She breathed heavily and cluttered onto him, "Lucius-"
He shoved her aside, tossing her carelessly to the ground, she fell with a soft thud, he picked up his wand and was about to cast a spell when he felt a hand on his.
Magrese held onto his hand, hard.
"She doesn't deserve this," he said.
"You didn't deserve her," Lucius said, he grabbed his arm and tossed him to the ground, Magrese stood up, but Lucius pushed him back down again.
Outside the autumn leaves continued falling, as the birds chirped on the tree a bright, luminous light filled the study for a couple of seconds, the birds shrieked and flew off. One of them turned his head back to the mansion to see a figure creep out once again, a shadow with long silver hair.
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A/N: muahahaha yes I am evil =D and dat was onli da prologue… hehe, I started writing out chapter one ages ago then wen I came up to chapter two (now chapter 4) I decided, hang on, I need more info on all this. So I added in the prologue, I was thinking of making this the 1st chapter but then again it has nothing to do the storyline (yet) and there is no song either so I decided: wat about a brand new capturing start?
Hehe yes Lucius sounds like a real bitch/bastard doesn't he??? But then again… he is evil! Like me! Muhahaha! (sowii im hypo)
Btw fanx a bil dana who is now my official editor for editing. Please review. I write BETTER if I get more reviews… please people!!! I'll post chapter one after… 5 REVIEWS!!! Lolz ^^ btw I am also ritin a sess/rin ficcy for those inuyasha fans out there… YAY FLUFFY POWERRRR!!!