When Lucius awoke, he found himself on the floor, in the drawing room. His looked around and saw Draco kneeling next to his mother who appeared to be unconscious. Bellatrix was no longer in the room. He wondered how long he had been out for. He brought himself to his hands and knees and crawled across the grand room to where his wife lay. Draco looked at him and asked, "Father, are you okay?"
"Yes, son. I'm fine. Why don't you go up to your room and get some rest." Lucius wanted some time to be with Narcissa alone. Draco nodded, stood, and left to his room. Lucius watched him go and then turned back to his lovely wife who lay on the ground in front of him. He affectionately brushed her cheek with the back of his hand. Her eyes fluttered open and she rolled over slightly, wincing, to look at her husband. She gave him a small, sad smile. Lucius looked at her through his tears and kissed her. He felt her kiss him back and pull him closer. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up against himself. She rested her head on his shoulder and he held her in a protective embrace. Lucius closed his eyes and breathed in the sweet scent of his angel.
It's all my fault she is in such pain…. I don't deserve such a wonderful woman. What did I ever do to win her affections?
Tears were streaming uncontrollably down his face. He could feel her sobbing into his chest. Lucius rubbed her back attempting to soothe his darling. He held her close and whispered words of reassurance of his love in her ear.
Nobody knew how much time had passed when Narcissa's sobs slowed. Lucius pulled back a little so he could see her face. He pressed his lips to her lips. He would do anything to keep his sweetheart from feeling such pain again. When Narcissa's tears had completely stopped, Lucius carried her carefully upstairs and laid her on the bed. He transformed her dress into her chemise, and then transformed his own robes into his nightclothes. Lucius got into bed alongside his wife and pulled her close. He felt her nuzzle into his chest, and he buried his face into her silky, blonde hair. Soon both of them were fast asleep. Tomorrow Lucius would spend the whole day with his wife comforting her, as they would be in great pain the next day.