#91—Future

"I gag on the mere thought of my future with you, Narcissa. I had a wonderful relationship going until you poisoned it."

"Me? I wasn't the one that arranged the marriage, Lucius. I didn't have a say in it either, you know."

"But you can have a say in ending it. That's all you have to do but you won't do it."

"Why would I? I get to marry a handsome man, a pureblood, live lavishly and not have to worry about anything."

"Oh you'll have plenty to worry about. Don't you worry."

"Like what?"

"My hatred and wrath maybe?"

#97—Dictionary

"I need Mulciber Warwick's [IWizarding Dictionary[/I."

"Fourteenth stack, three columns in, second shelf down."

Madam Pince was never one to fetch anything for anyone so Lucius followed her directions to retrieve his book. Upon returning to his table, he found Narcissa rooting through his notes.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I wanted to compare notes for the assignment."

"Compare them with someone else."

Lucius body-checked Narcissa as he walked by, nearly knocking her over the table.

"I don't get you."

"And I don't like you."

"Is there a reason why you're so mean to me?"

"Need I repeat myself?"

#80—Author's Choice—Avada Kedavra

"Watch it, Narcissa. Killing you would be just as easy as killing a muggle."

"But you won't. You'll break the terms of our marriage."

"Our parents are dead. What does it matter?"

"Because the Unbreakable Vow had your name in the clause. Go ahead. Try it. I'll meet you on the other side."

Lucius grabbed Narcissa by the collar and pulled her face to his, their noses touching.

"Avada Kedavra," he hoarsely whispered. "That's all I have to do. And if it means I die too, so be it. Draco would be better off without you as a mother anyway."

#83—Fearful

Narcissa was fearful of the situation. Never had she seen Lucius in such a state and never had she felt the anger of the Dark Lord coming down so hard. If Lucius failed this mission, he would either end up in Azkaban or dead. Even more, she feared for herself and Draco. Lucius already failed the Dark Lord once. She was surprised he was getting a second chance. Failing this time just wasn't an option. Yet she knew he was only thinking about himself. He wanted to remain on the Dark Lord's good side. His family was secondary at best.

#35—Pureblood

"I don't understand. How can Severus be a Death Eater? He's not even pureblood. Surely the Dark Lord knows that."

"I don't ask questions, Narcissa, and neither should you. The Dark Lord himself had a muggle for a father and look at what he became. The Weasleys are pureblood and look at them. We all know that pureblood is the only way but if I had to choose I would no doubt take Severus over the entire Weasley family any day. The only thing worse than a muggle or mudblood is a blood traitor. We're not to question his will."

#20—Hogsmeade

It was Lucius's last Hogsmeade weekend at Hogwarts. He'd be finished with school in a couple of months but he was more looking forward to being rid of Narcissa for a year. He was dreading the day he had to marry her.

While walking along High Street with his mates, Narcissa approached them.

"Since this is your last visit to the village, Lucius, I thought we'd go to the Three Broomsticks and discuss a few things."

"I'd rather climb the Whomping Willow naked. But thanks anyway."

Lucius and his mates laughed and carried on with their walk, leaving Narcissa behind.

#22—Kneazle

"That filthy mudblood's gotten a new pet. She calls it a cat but I swear it's as big as an otter. There's something not right with it either. I overheard her say it's part kneazle. Miss Perfect is breaking school rules. If she can have a kneazle, I can get something else."

"Now Draco. There's nothing wrong with your owl. Besides, what do you care what a muggle-born has?"

"Your mother's right. She's a mudblood. Anything she has is tainted regardless. You have a pureblood owl. She has a tainted kneazle. Is that what you want?"

"Of course not, Father."

#53—Chase

"How long am I going to have to chase you around before you actually succumb to it, Lucius? You can't run forever."

"How about this? Stop chasing me! I'll deal with it when the time comes."

"I'm sure you'll be able to handle it better if you come to terms with it now."

"The only way I'll actually comes to terms with marrying you is if I'm dead. Otherwise, consider me heavily sedated for the duration."

"I thought you always wanted a pureblood wife."

"Yeah, one of my choosing, not one chosen for me."

"Play the hand you're dealt, Lucius."

#57—Gape

"You wouldn't know what an emotion is, Lucius. You were born without the ability to feel."

"You need to shut that gaping hole in your head you call a mouth, Narcissa. Whatever part of me that was human died when I married you."

"Then just take it out on me. Why do you have to be so evil to Draco too? He's your son!"

"He only gets half the barrage you get because he's only half you."

"You're a monster."

"Then divorce me!"

"I wouldn't give you the satisfaction."

"Then you should just refer to me as monster, not husband."

#61—Kiss

"You may now kiss the bride."

Lucius froze. Narcissa stood before him, her veil waiting to be lifted.

"Kiss me, Lucius," Narcissa said through clenched teeth.

His hands shook as he raised the veil. He grimaced and sneered as he leaned closer to her lips, closing his eyes. In an instant, he felt hands on the back of his head and his face connected to Narcissa's. She was holding his lips to hers. His eyes shot open and he tried to free himself. After a minute, Narcissa released him and he backed away, panting and snarling at his new wife.

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