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Lucius and Narcissa:

A Pure-Blooded Romance

Chapter II:

A Bit of Ribbon


Lucius: Age Fifteen, Narcissa: Age Eleven


The usual hustle and bustle of Platform Nine and Three Quarters heaved around them, though most wizards and witches knew to give the Malfoy family a wide berth.

Lucius was still irritated with his parents for staying with him so long at the station. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his friends laughing at him. Among the bunch was a girl in his year that he fancied, Jasmine Slade. The beautiful witch was the most popular of the pureblooded Slytherins, and Lucius intended to make her his girlfriend. And he did not think his lingering parents were helping his efforts.

"Son, I want you to be kind to the girl. Lucius. Lucius! Are you paying attention?"

Lucius raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Father, she's a first year. I cannot be seen with her."

"There are things that are more important than popularity. I am in the middle of negotiations with her father. If he knows you are treating her well, I am sure he will look kindly on us."

Lucius picked disinterestedly at a speck of imaginary lint sullying his robes. "What do we need him for? You have more money than he could ever dream of."

Abraxas Malfoy leaned forward menacingly. "Money does not count for everything in the wizarding world. It is in your best interest to be nice to the girl."

"But, fath—"

"Do you understand?"

"Yes." Anything to get his parents away.

"Good. Here she comes."

Lucius glared at his father's back as he heard the older man simper, "Ah, Miss Narcissa, you look lovely. How are you?"

"I am well, Mr. Malfoy. Thank you for asking."

Lucius felt his father nudge him forward. Trying to mask his boredom, Lucius drawled out, "Miss Black. How do you do?"

The first year grinned up at him. "I'm fine, thank you."

Considering his work finished, Lucius waited while his parents talked with hers.

"So, do you like Hogwarts?"

He looked down his nose at the freckle-faced little girl. "It's tolerable. I guess." Stealing a glance over his shoulder, he saw his friends making faces at him. Even Jasmine was laughing.

"I wonder wish house I will be sorted in."

"What?" Was she still speaking to him? Lucius glared down at the girl and almost smirked when her smile faded. "The best house is Slytherin." He sincerely wished she would be sorted into another house, but given her pureblooded lineage, he doubted he would be so lucky.

He was saved from having to speak with her further. The train's whistle sounded, signaling it would be departing in a few minutes.

"Narcissa, come here." Mrs. Black pulled the girl into her arms and gave her a big hug, while her father patted her on the shoulder.

"Come now, Mrs. Black, you will see her again soon."

"I know, but Cissy's the baby, and it's her first time away from home," the witch sniffled.

Lucius watched the little girl's chin tremble slightly before turning around to see if his parents were still there. Sure enough, they were.

"Don't forget what I said," Abraxas sneered in his ear. "In fact, I would like you to help her with her things on the train."

Wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible, Lucius whipped out his wand and levitated the girl's trunks into the air as he waited for her to finish her exceedingly long goodbyes and enter the train car.

When she was finally finished, Lucius turned around on the steps and bowed his head slightly to his parents. "Mother, Father. I will see you at Christmas."

"Goodbye, son."

When he walked inside, he saw the girl looking up at him expectantly. "Right, I'll take you to where the first years sit."

He almost felt a little guilty at the sad expression that was on her face, but quickly forgot that when he remembered that Jasmine and the rest were waiting for him.

"Come on."

She nearly had to run to keep pace with his quick strides. They finally reached the back of the train, and he recognized one of the girls as his friend's little sister. "Here, you can sit with her and not be embarrassed." Making sure her luggage was secure, he hightailed it toward the front of the train where his friends and Jasmine were.

As soon as he entered the room, he was greeted with hoots and hollers.

"Cradle-robber Malfoy!"

"Should we get you a pacifier for the wedding gift?"

Lucius took his seat and glared at his friends. "She's the daughter of one of my father's business associates." He ran his agitated hands through his hair, mentally cursing when he realized his ribbon had fallen out.

The teasing continued until a knock was heard at the door. Lucius nearly groaned when he saw who it was. The car suddenly went silent, but he could tell all his friends were trying hard not to laugh.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy."

"Mr. Malfoy," someone sniggered behind him.

In as cold a voice as he could manage, Lucius forced out, "May I help you?"

"You dropped this," she held out a green ribbon to him, "back at my compartment."

Before Lucius could take the ribbon, one of his friends snatched it from her hand.

"And what was he doing at your 'compartment' that his ribbon should come out?" the oaf laughed.

The girl stuck out her chin obstinately and snatched the ribbon from his hands. "Not that it is any of your business, but he was helping me with my luggage."

Lucius fought the urge to smile at his friend being reprimanded by a little girl. He took the hair tie back from her, while his friends howled with laughter.

"I think your girlfriend is upset." Jasmine teased, her hand on his arm.

Turning back to Jasmine, he unleashed a charming smile. "I already told you. She's just one of—" He used his foot to close the door in the little girl's face, silencing the rest of his words.