Penelope was still being a tart, trying to unbutton Lucius's shirt whilst whispering things of the past in his ear. He gently shoved her away with each attempt, he wasn't interested in anyone else. True his marriage had been troubled but Narcissa was hurting. So he gave her space to breath, to grieve. He had missed her touch, her conversation, being able to look at her and see love in her eyes. Every time she initiated that she wanted them to make love, he would tell her no. He thought it was too soon for her to be pregnant again. The miscarriages had happened so close together, he wanted to give her time to heal before he suggested that they try again. He wanted desperately that she would be ready, but only she could tell him. He couldn't tell if she was ready.

Lucius looked at Penelope in disgust, she had managed to get three buttons undone. He shoved her back harshly and buttoned his shirt back up.

"Get out of my office," He warned her.

Penelope didn't take his warning, she stepped closer to him again. Wrapping her arms around his neck and moving her head so it stopped just by his ear.

"We used to have so much fun on a desk," She purred.

"Go and find someone else-

"I don't want anyone else, Lucius," hissed Penelope.

"Well I don't want you," growled Lucius threateningly.

"I can soon changed your mind," Penelope said with a wink.

Penelope started to unbuckle his belt when the office door opened. Lucius pushed Penelope off him and his heart hammered in his chest when he saw his wife standing in the doorway. Narcissa stood there as if glued to the floor, she felt her heart drop. Her suspicions had been true. He had taken Penelope as his mistress. She would've been hurt if it had been a stranger, but she knew Penelope. She hated Penelope. That's why his betrayal made her want to rip her heart out and crush it, just so she wouldn't have to feel anymore.

Lucius, for the first time since she could remember he looked at her, his face full of panic. He could see the hurt in those big blue eyes, holding back the tears. More hurt than what should be there, he hadn't done anything wrong, he needed to explain it to her. There was a chance that she wouldn't believe him, that she would demand a divorce.

"Narcissa this isn't-

Narcissa didn't give him the chance to explain. She turned and ran from the office. She'd have her revenge on Penelope later, at that moment she wanted to be alone. Narcissa ran back to the fires, chucked in the floo powder and returned back to the manor.

Lucius buckled his belt back up and pushed Penelope as hard as he could into the wall, He ran out of the office. Panic spreading through him that he would be too late, that he would lose her over this. He got to the lifts as fast as he could, pressed the button for the atrium. He thought that the lifts couldn't go any slower. He rushed out of the lift the minute the doors opened up into the empty atrium and headed towards the nearest fire.