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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: MC Mondays
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Resurrect Romance
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Chapter 4
When Narcissa told her parents she was expecting, she thought they might faint. "Mum? Dad?"
Edward and Danielle Clearwater shared a look. Danielle took her daughter's hand. "Honey, I know you've had a type of relationship with Lucius Malfoy."
"Not really a relationship, Mum."
Danielle winced. "I know, Sweetie, but parents don't like to think about their daughter having an affair built entirely around sex."
"It's unsettling," Edward cut in seriously.
"I know."
Edward decided to just find out what both he and Danielle wanted to know. "Does Lucius know about the baby? And is he going to do right by you?" Under his breath, he added in a mutter, "He better do right."
Narcissa looked away. "Mum, Dad, Lucius ended our affair in order to settle down with a Pure-blood wife and have a Pure-blood heir."
"That son of a bitch!" Danielle screamed, uncaring of her crude language. Although it was a Muggle phrase, the whole family knew what it meant due to Danielle's Muggle-born parents.
"I'll kill him," Edward threatened as he too stood up.
Narcissa stood as well. "You can't. He ended the relationship before I told him I was pregnant." She had already gone over this with Penelope and it was exhausting to do it again, but her parents needed to know. "And I'm not planning to tell him? He'd never accept this child as his with my being a Half-blood."
Edward and Danielle looked at each other again.
"What's with the look?" Narcissa demanded. "You've done it more than once since the start of this conversation, and I want to know what it means!" She was close to stamping her foot. She was tired, and angry, and hurt. And she hated feeling all of these emotions. It was all Lucius' fault! Curse him, and curse his evil seed!
Edward took Danielle's hand. "I think it's time she knows the truth."
"Truth? What truth?" Narcissa whispered.
"Oh, Ed, are you sure?"
"She needs to know. She has the right to know. There's no more hiding it."
Narcissa didn't know how she knew, but she knew whatever her parents were about to tell her was going to be life-changing.
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Lucius sat across from Josephine in a quiet restaurant. He tried to pay attention to what she was saying, but it was hard.
Here was this gorgeous woman, a witch of outstanding breeding, and all he could think about was Narcissa, a Half-blood, one that could never be the kind of woman that should be associated with the Malfoy name.
Lucius tried to command his body to react to Josephine's mere presence, like it always did with Narcissa, but nothing was happening down there. His body had a mind of its own, and it decided that Josephine just wouldn't do.
"Is there something wrong, Luc?"
Lucius cringed internally at the nickname that spoke of familiarity that Josephine and he didn't possess, but he kept his face impassive. His displeasure with the woman grew as she took such liberties. Even Narcissa, who didn't know how Pure-blood politics worked, would never talk to someone with such boldness if they only just formally met.
And there he went again—comparing Josephine to Narcissa, and finding Narcissa far superior in almost every way. The only thing Josephine had over Narcissa was the fact she had two Pure-blood parents.
"I think we should call it a day," Lucius finally managed to say.
Josephine fluttered her eyelashes. "If I didn't know any better, I would think you wanted to get away from me. That can't be true, right?"
Lucius fought his automatic grimace once again. "Of course that's not true. But I have work I must attend to," he lied.
Josephine stood up and Lucius followed suit. She walked around the table and laid a hand on his arm. She looked up at him, waiting for a kiss or some kind of acknowledgement.
Lucius couldn't do that, though. The act would have felt wrong. He took her hand and bowed his head slightly. "Good day," he murmured, ignoring the look of disappointment that flashed across her features. Then he strode out of the restaurant as quickly as he could. He almost bumped into a man just outside of the doors. "Excuse me," he gruffly muttered, but before he could walk around the man, his arm was grabbed in a tight hold.
Lucius took out his wand and aimed it at the man.
"You shouldn't aim your wand at the father of a woman you've had many relations with," the man, Edward Clearwater that Lucius now recognized, warned.
Lucius pocketed his wand. "Pardon me, but I'm usually not grabbed out of nowhere, and I don't like it."
"I saw you in there with the Greengrass girl. You move on fast, don't you?"
"Not that it's any of your business, but my father expects me to marry within a year. If I don't find someone, he's going to pick for me."
"And of course Narcissa would never be deemed as good enough, would she?"
"What happened between Narcissa and I is our business. It has nothing to do with you." He knew that was a dangerous statement to say to a protective father, but he couldn't seem to help himself.
He was being blamed for something that wasn't really his fault. If Narcissa had given him any indication that she wanted something more serious, he would have tried fighting his father on it. But every time, he tried to talk about their relationship, Narcissa always shut him down. Why should he argue with his father if it wasn't something Narcissa wanted anyways?
"It is when my daughter is hurting."
"The only thing that might be hurt is her pride. Narcissa doesn't love me, and I know she has no desire to be my wife."
"Do you actually believe that?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"
Edward looked to the side. "Listen, there's something I need to tell you. Actually, there's more than one thing you should know, but one thing is standing out in my mind. Hopefully, Narcissa will choose to tell the other thing."
Lucius had no patience for rambling. "So, what is it?"
Edward stared him straight in the eye. "Narcissa is pregnant, and you're the father."
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