Tuesday, 16 June 2009
"Lucius, please stop! You're making me blush."
A chuckle rumbled through his chest. "But it is true, my love. You are a sexy creature," he murmured against her earlobe. "Actually, you are MY sexy creature."
Lucius and Narcissa were relaxing in their en suite bath, when a quiet pop was heard outside the door. Both Malfoys started and looked to the door, shocked that someone was invading in on their private holiday. Lucius held a finger to his lips, gesturing to his wife to stay silent.
"Master Lucius," a quiet, squeaky voice drifted through the door, "I's sorry to be here bothering yous, but I's must be speaking with you and Mistress Narcissa."
Narcissa stared at her husband, perplexed as to why their head house-elf, Toran, was outside the bathroom door on their cruise ship.
The blond wizard shook his head at her silent question, not knowing what was going on either. "Toran, we will be out in a moment."
"Yes, Master Lucius."
Lucius stood up before helping his wife from the water. As he wrapped a fluffy, white towel around her body, he kissed her lips. "I love you, my Cissa."
Narcissa grinned. "And I love you too, my Luc."
Once they were both dried and wrapped in warm bathrobes, they made their way into the suite's bedroom, only to see Toran pacing the floor and tugging on his left ear.
Narcissa wordlessly cast Muffliato to give the three the privacy needed for the upcoming conversation. She sat on one of the chairs in the room, gesturing for Lucius to join her in the second chair.
"Toran, why have you come here? Has something happened back home? Is Draco okay?"
The normally steadfast elf looked at Narcissa with wide frightened eyes. "No, Master Draco is with new babies," he began, now tugging on his right ear, "but Master Draco has forbidden Nouna from contacting yous, but Master Draco has not given same command to Toran. Nouna tried struggling with informing yous for two days because of Master Draco's command, but her magic is demanding that she finish her job." A frown appeared on Toran's face. "Toran made Nouna stay, while Toran delivers news to Master Lucius and Mistress Narcissa."
A frown had also etched its way onto Lucius' face, as he tried to determine what two witches his son impregnated, but upon further reflection he decided that he wasn't sure how much he actually wanted to know. "Toran, what babies? Tell us what's going on, now."
At the order from Lucius, the frown on the little elf's face started morphing into a smile. "Toran congratulates Master Lucius and Mistress Narcissa on the birth of the Malfoy heir and her brother."
Narcissa gasped, a hand covering her mouth.
"The what?" Lucius growled, eyes flashing.
"The Malfoy heir and her brother…" Toran squeaked trailing off, eyes wide as they bounced back and forth between master and mistress.
Lucius turned to his wife. "What has that idiot son of yours done this time?"
Narcissa huffed. "He's no more my son than yours, so he's just as much your idiot son as he is mine." She ignored her husband and turned to the elf still looking between the two humans. "Toran, are you sure the children are his? Draco's not even married, let alone seeing anyone."
Toran nodded his head vigorously. "Yes, Mistress! Nouna's magic cannot lie, it is attached to the Malfoy family, and after the babies were born the names appeared on the family tapestry."
"We know that her magic is tied to the family," Lucius grumbled under his breath, before turning to speak to his wife, "but why didn't Draco tell us that he was going to be a father?"
"I'm not sure," Narcissa paused for a moment, turning to look at her husband, before speaking again, "but it is entirely possible that Draco didn't know before hand. When we return home tomorrow we will have to speak with him."
"Oh we will be having words with our son and when we find out who this witch is, then there will be words with her. I will not have some harlot ruining our family. I…" but Lucius was cut off by two pops echoing in the room.
"Narcissa Malfoy and Toran the house-elf, you are to be detained for violation of the International Statute of Secrecy for use of magic in view of a muggle," one of two aurors stated, as both aurors seized Narcissa and Toran.
"How dare you!" Narcissa exclaimed, managing to pull one of her arms free from the grasp of her captor.
Toran squeaked, struggling against the auror who held him. "Master! Please!"
Lucius looked around the suite, before he looked at the auror who had spoken. A blond eyebrow rose on his face as he stood up from his chair. "What muggle?"
The auror looked surprised at Lucius' question, looking around the room for any other occupants of the room. Upon not finding any, he turned back to the wizard glaring at him. "I, uh, I…" he looked at his partner, who shrugged. "It looks like our report was wrong."
Narcissa winced as the first auror tightened his grip once he realized that he would have to release her. Lucius' grey eyes flashed in warning to the young auror. When he spoke next, the anger in his voice was boiling just below the surface.
"As you both can see, this is a contained room, and there is no muggle here. My wife and I have made reparations since the war and we are law-abiding citizens. It looks as though the ministry is placing unwarranted traces on citizens, that being said, you will unhand my wife and my house-elf." The two aurors released Narcissa and Toran. Narcissa rubbed at her right wrist as Toran quietly shuffled to hide behind Lucius, rubbing at his upper arms, which had been held by the auror.
"Please accept our apologies Mr and Mrs Malfoy," the second auror spoke for the first time. He nodded his head at the couple.
Lucius sneered at the two wizards. "The minister will be hearing from me once we return to England. I will not have my wife and house-elf manhandled for my misdeeds - misdeeds for which I made amends a decade ago."
The first auror returned Lucius' glare, while the second auror nodded his head understanding Lucius' frustration and speaking one last time. "Thank you for your time, Mr and Mrs Malfoy, please have a good evening."
Both aurors disappeared with a pop, leaving the Malfoys and their elf alone.
Narcissa placed her hand upon her husband's shoulder. "Lucius, let's not worry about the ministry at the moment. Why don't we finish our holiday and then tomorrow when we return home, we will speak with our son and figure out what is going on?"
"I'd prefer to go to the ministry now and speak with Minister Harkenrood."
"But going to see him while you're upset will do you no good. We will handle the Draco issue first, because as disappointed with him as I am at the moment, I want to know what has happened. After that we will go to the minister."
Lucius nodded his head in agreement. "Ever the words of wisdom, my love." He turned to Toran. "Toran, please return to the manor and we will see you tomorrow."
"Yes Master. I's sorry for interrupting yous. Are Master and Mistress pleased with the news?"
Narcissa nodded, smiling at the elf. "Toran, we are glad that you informed us and helped Nouna even though our son told her not to inform us. We will definitely be having words with him."
Toran nodded, preparing to leave his master and mistress.
"Oh and Toran, when you return home, you are not to punish yourself or let Nouna punish herself."
"Thank you, Mistress." Toran disappeared with a soft pop, leaving Lucius and Narcissa alone once more.
"What are we going to do with our son?"
"I don't know, Lucius, but twins! We're going to be grandparents to twins!"
"I'm too young to be a grandfather."
Narcissa patted Lucius' cheek. "Oh hush, you are not."
Lucius picked Narcissa up, making her laugh. "Witch, stop patronizing me. I am too young and sexy for grandchildren."
His wife rolled her eyes. "Oh Lucius, you are not. Now, shut up and make love to me, you sexy grandfather."