A/N - Sorry it has taken me so long to post. I have been a bit under the weather for a couple weeks so finding the energy to write has been difficult. I am not entirely happy with the flow of this chapter, but it is as good as it is going to get for now. I may come back and edit it at a later date. Hopefully, the next update will be much quicker. Only a couple chapters left of this story. Thanks for joining me on the journey!
Chapter 12 – The wedding
Narcissa woke up on the morning of her wedding to a cold, empty bed. Even knowing Harry wouldn't be there since he stayed the night at Neville's, she was still disappointed. However, the disappointment did not last long as her face broke out in a wide grin. After today, she would be Lady Potter-Black and Harry would be hers forever. Hopefully there would be very few mornings of waking up without him after today. Narcissa stretched and yawned as she looked around the room. Her grin grew even wider when she saw the flowers and card from Harry on the bedside table.
'Good morning my love. I wish I could be there to kiss you awake on the morning of our wedding, but at least after today I can hold you in my arms forever. I can't wait to marry you. Have a nice relaxing morning and I will see you at the alter. I love you!'
-H
Narcissa let out a content sigh and clenched the note to her chest as she called for her personal house elf, Daisy.
"Can you bring me breakfast in the library please and then inform me when Andromeda arrives."
"Yes, mistress," responded the elf with a bow. Andromeda hadn't implicitly said she was coming to help her get ready, but Narcissa had a feeling she would. She hoped she would, she wanted more than anything to spend this day with her sister, and Andromeda would know that.
Narcissa showered and then made her way to the library where a warm breakfast was already waiting for her. She ate it slowly while she enjoyed one of her favorite books. A couple hours later, she heard someone coming up the stairs and smiled.
"Why are you hiding in the library? Shouldn't you be freaking out and running around yelling at the house elves," said Andromeda as she walked through the door.
"What do I have to freak out about? I know the house elves are doing a fantastic job and I have no reason to doubt that Harry will be there waiting for me. That's all I care about," said Narcissa.
"Wow, I expected you to be a nervous wreck. You must really be sure about this," said Andromeda in surprise.
"I have never been surer of anything in my life Andie," replied Narcissa. She gasped when the air was suddenly knocked out of her by a fierce hug from her eldest sister.
"I am so happy for you Cissy, now let's get you ready," Andromeda said as she grabbed Narcissa's hand and dragged her to the master bedroom. For the next two hours, the sisters talked while they worked together to perfect the bride's hair and makeup. After helping Narcissa into her wedding dress, Andromeda went downstairs to make sure everything was as it should be. She kissed her sister on the cheek and then promised to come back for her when it was time to walk down the aisle.
When Andromeda stuck her head in and told her it was time, Narcissa felt her heart flutter in anticipation. She knew it wasn't nerves. It was a rare kind of unadulterated joy that she had only experienced a few times in her life. She could hardly imagine how wonderfully different her life was now. A couple years ago she was a lonely divorcee stuck in an empty house with a shattered reputation. A few years before that she thought for sure she would die at the hand of the Dark Lord, but now she was about to marry a man that loved her completely and the sister she never thought she would see again is here with her, and her son is safe and walking her down the aisle. Her only regret was that Bella couldn't be here too. Oh, how she wished things could be different. That she could have been born into a world without the dark lord, where Bella wouldn't have gone mad. Maybe she could have gone to Hogwarts with Harry and met him young and married him instead of Lucius. She closed her eyes and a tear fell down her cheek as images of Bella teaching a horde of black- and blonde-haired children how to ride brooms and duel flashed through her mind. They lived in a beautiful manor on the beach in Southern England. Bellatrix and Andromeda were frequent visitors with their own broads of children.
"Cissy? Are you alright?" She heard Andromeda call, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Yes, I'm fine," she said as she wiped the tear away.
"I wish she could be here to," Andromeda whispered.
"How did you-"
"I hate her, but I can't help thinking about her sometimes. I miss the Bella I remember from when we were younger," Andromeda shared. Narcissa nodded.
"Me too," Narcissa replied. The sisters hugged and then just as they pulled away, Draco appeared in the doorway.
"Mother, you look truly radiant. He doesn't deserve you," Draco said.
"Draco," Narcissa said warningly.
"He doesn't, but you clearly love him so that will have to be enough for me. Are you ready?" He asked as he put his arm out for her.
"Just a moment," Narcissa said as she walked over to the mirror. She made sure her makeup hadn't smeared and then took Draco's arm. She let him lead her down the stairs and out into the garden while Andromeda tended to her long train. They stopped and Andromeda gently let the train fall to the ground. Then she smiled at Narcissa and walked down the aisle. When Narcissa heard music begin to play from Harry's muggle record player, she knew it was time. She pulled on Draco's arm and rounded the corner. She looked around at the perfect setting; natural, relaxed yet elegant and dreamy. She smiled at their closest friends and family as she walked. She turned towards the front to see Andromeda and Teddy standing next to Kingsley and Neville on the other side of her love. When her eyes met Harry's, she gasped at the unadulterated love and adoration she saw there. Tears began to fall as she walked towards him, and her smile was so bright that it filled the room. When she reached Harry, Draco kissed her cheek and then went to sit down. Harry raised her veil and took her hand in his.
"Hello," he whispered.
"Hello," Narcissa chuckled. Suddenly Harry moved forward and kissed her tenderly. She gasped slightly, not expecting the kiss. A throat clearing loudly pulled them apart.
"Your supposed to do that at the end Harry," said Kingsley with an amused look in his eyes.
"Sorry minister, I couldn't help myself. I'll behave from now on," said Harry cheekily
"You'd better," admonished Narcissa, causing everyone in the garden to chuckle.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two faithful souls…"
Narcissa didn't remember much of the ceremony after that. She spoke when she heard Kingsley address her, but other then that she was lost in Harry's deep green eyes. Afterwards, she would hazily remember some chuckling when it was time for Teddy to bring up the rings, and then interlacing her fingers with Harry's after he put the ring on her hand. She would remember more vividly the calming, serene feeling of their magic combining as the Minister for Magic performed the bonding ritual. At the end, there was a sudden burst of bright light between the couple as magic accepted their love, and then seconds later Harry was kissing her senseless. Narcissa vaguely heard people cheering in the distance.
Her head began to clear as they walked back down the aisle as Lord and Lady Potter-Black and as soon as they were out of sight of the guests Harry was kissing her again. She half heartedly tried to push him away before she melted into the embrace. Harry pulled away first, panting.
"Merlin, you're stunning Narcissa. I am not sure how I will be able to keep my hands off of you for the rest of the night," Harry moaned as he trailed kisses along her jawline and down her neck.
"Who says you have too?" Narcissa replied with a playful smirk. Harry let out a deep growl and kissed her passionately. They were lost in each other for several moments until they were interrupted by the guests beginning to leave the garden and head to the restaurant for the reception. Narcissa's eyes narrowed as she she saw her son walking towards the apparation point with a familiar red head on his arm.
"No, he wouldn't!" She said in a fierce whisper that even Harry could barely hear.
"Who wouldn't what? What's happening love?" asked Harry in confusion as looked around for a sign of her sudden anger.
"Draco," was all Narcissa could manage. Harry turned towards the garden and stiffened next to her.
"Oh, merlin's shite," he groaned.
"Language Potter," Narcissa chastised. Harry just rolled his eyes. When the couple walked by, Narcissa grabbed Draco by the arm and pulled him into the house. Harry and Ginny awkwardly followed.
"Draco how could you – you – bring that harlot here?" yelled Narcissa.
"Harlot? What are you going on about mother?" replied Draco. Just then Ginny and Harry walked into the house. Ginny was blushing fiercely, while Harry looked uncomfortably around the entranceway as he he ran his finger through his hair. Even in her rage Narcissa didn't miss her son's look of confusion turn into a smirk as he looked in Harry's direction.
"Potter. I'm sure you remember Miss Weasley," said Draco. Narcissa's eyes narrowed even more, and the room suddenly became very cold. Anything looking at her would be able to tell she was seething.
"You did this on purpose? As some sort of revenge against Harry? You've been using her," said Narcissa harshly. Draco scoffed.
"Of course, I've been using her, do you think I would really want Harry's sloppy seconds. The weasel girl was convenient to my plans, although I must admit the sex was decent enough, for a blood traitor," said Draco. Harry was just about to launch himself at Draco when Ginny's horrified sob stopped him short.
"You were just using me? To h- hurt -hurt Harry? But why?" Sobbed Ginny "I – thought – thought you cared about me." When Draco didn't even react, Ginny turned and ran out of the house. Narcissa wondered briefly if Molly and Arthur knew about this relationship. 'No, they would have said something.'
Narcissa took several calming breathes as she felt Harry begin to gently rub circles on her lower back. 'I didn't even notice him move.' It did the trick and within moments she was calmed down enough to speak.
"She asks a good question. Why Draco? Because he beat you at quidditch too many times? Are you so much like your father that you can't let your past grievances go and move on?" Said Narcissa in clear disappointment.
"He was stealing my money," snarled Draco.
"What in Salazar's name are you talking about?" Said Narcissa in a dangerous whisper. For his part, Draco finally seemed to realize that he was in trouble.
"You cut my access to the Malfoy vaults and have been putting barely enough to live off of into my personal vault. I can only assume that is Potter's doing. You would never deny me anything. You're my mother," said Draco with such certainty that Narcissa clenched her fists.
"That's what this is about?" Said Narcissa in exasperation. "Harry has no idea what I do with the Malfoy fortune. He does not wish too. I promise you, Draco, every choice regarding the Malfoy fortune has been made solely by me."
"But – how could you do that to me?" whines Draco.
"Do what to you? Ensure you don't waste all of your inheritance? You have been spending astronomical amounts of money on ridiculous things; booze, gambling and whores." Narcissa claimed.
"No mother, I've put it towards an office for my law practice when I finish law school next year," said Draco confidently.
"Do not lie to me Draco," Narcissa snarled. Draco just opened and shut his mouth again and said nothing.
"You don't even have a job and you have been withdrawing more money than the Malfoy companies are capable of replenishing each month. Not even your father managed to do that, and he was funding the dark lord. I have worked too hard to maintain the Malfoy investments for you to squander it," said Narcissa. She took another deep breath as Harry pulled the fingers of her clenched fist apart and grabbed her hand in his to show support. She was grateful for his comforting presence, but also grateful that he seemed to know her well enough to not say anything.
"I don't understand Draco. I explained this to you when I made my decision months ago," said Narcissa much more calmly.
"Yes, well, I assumed it was Harry convincing you to cut me off. He hates me," said Draco.
"Yes, I'm beginning to see why," said Narcissa.
"Mother!" Yelled Draco.
"You are a selfish, spoiled boy. You have all of your father's arrogance and none of his common sense. At least he showed some cunning in his manipulations. You think me so weak that I need a man whispering in my ear to make decisions. As if I would allow anyone to cut off my only son. Five people could have comfortably lived off of what I was putting in your vault every month Draco. It is more than enough. I love you, but this behavior ends now. I can't believe you have become so heartless that you would pick today to make some stupid show of embarrassing my new husband. Do you not realize how much that also hurts me," finished a deflated Narcissa as she wiped a lone tear from her cheek.
"I-"
"Go home Draco," said Narcissa firmly.
"What?"
"Go home, when I am ready, I will come to you, but until then I don't want to see you. You will not ruin this day for me." Draco looked like he was going to argue for a moment, but instead he nodded and turned towards the lounge to take the floo back to Malfoy Manor.
"And I warn you Draco, you best change your ways, or you will not like the outcome. From now on, if you do not do exactly as I say, I will stop putting any money in your vault. You can see how well you do on your own," replied Narcissa firmly. Draco's eyes flashed with anger, but he didn't respond. He kept walking and when Narcissa heard the fireplace roar to life she nearly fell into Harry's arms as she began to sob.
"I can't believe he would go that far," she whispered.
"I'm sorry love, I hadn't realized things hadn't gotten that bad with Draco," Harry said as he kissed her forehead softly.
"It's not your fault Harry. I've protected him too much I think, but I won't let him ruin tonight. Just let me check my makeup and we can go," said Narcissa as she stepped out of Harry's arms and went over to the mirror.
"Alright, I know you don't want me to interfere, but we should probably let Molly know what happened. I'm a little worried about Ginny," Harry confided.
"Yes, you're right," Narcissa said with a sigh. Harry walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Moments later he was gently sucking on her pulse point as his hands wandered up towards her breasts.
"I love you wife," Harry whispered in her ear. Narcissa turned and snaked her tongue into his mouth as her fingers found their way into his hair. When she was desperate for air she pulled away.
"I love you too husband," she replied huskily. Harry went to kiss her again, but Narcissa stopped him with her hand. "We should go before we get carried away." Harry groaned as way of disagreement. Narcissa chuckled.
"We did the wedding early in the day for a reason remember, you will have plenty of time to pleasure me later," she said as she winked and kissed him tenderly.
"As you wish Lady Potter," Harry said with a beaming smile. Narcissa couldn't help it, she changed her mind. The way he was looking at her, and gently stroking her back. She gave in to him eagerly, pushing herself flush against him as she moved him towards the door, but then suddenly she felt the familiar tug of apparation. She gasped slightly but refused to stop kissing her new husband. When she finally pulled away, they were standing outside the Bistro. Harry took her hand and gently kissed her knuckles before he led her into the restaurant.
When they entered everyone turned towards them and cheered.
"Oh good, you finally made it. I was just about to come and find you," said Andromeda. "You missed one Cissy, there on your neck." Narcissa's hand immediately went to her neck as she blushed prettily. Andromeda let out an amused chuckle.
"I'll get you back for that," Narcissa murmured.
"I don't doubt it, but for now come sit down." Andromeda smirked.
They walked in between the scattered tables of guests shaking hands and kissing cheeks. When they reached the Weasley table, Harry briefly let Molly know what Draco had done to Ginny. She nodded her thanks and said she would go check on her after the meal. Eventually, they made it to the slightly raised table at the back where Kingsley, Andromeda, Teddy, Neville, and Luna sat.
Lunch was amazing, and after the cake was served, they all headed into the garden where a dance floor had been erected surrounded by several small tables. There was a full bar, and instruments enchanted to play a variety of music upon request. Kingsley introduced the newly married couple for the first dance. Harry and Narcissa had chosen one of their favorite numbers from dance class and they left the room of wizards suitably jealous and impressed by both their skill and familiarity.
After the first song other couples joined in. Harry and Narcissa danced for a couple hours until Narcissa grabbed Harry's bottom tightly and whispered that she was ready to go home. Harry caught on quickly and they left the dance floor to said goodbye to all of their guests. An hour later, they apparated home once again wrapped up in each other's arms.
o – o – o – o – o
Harry had apparated them to the front of the manor. They walked hand in hand up the steps, and on the top one he pulled Narcissa to him and kissed her possessively. Her hand ran through his unruly hair and when she tipped her head back, he picked her up, opened the door to the manor, and carried her inside. Once Harry put her down on the sofa in the lounge, Narcissa quickly removed her heels and then settled into the sofa while Harry joined her and did the same with his own shoes. After several moments Narcissa draped her legs over his lap and Harry wasted no time in sliding his hands over her thighs and around her hip. Narcissa sat up so she could trail her finger along his jawline.
"Was it what you hoped for?" he asked softly as he kissed the tip of her finger.
"It was perfect," she said with a smile as her finger traced across his bottom lip.
Harry reached up and gently released her long blonde and black tresses to flow around her face. He glided his fingers across her temple and through the lengths, watching the light and shadow dance over the strands. "Narcissa, you take my breathe away," he whispered.
Narcissa reached to his dress robes and unfastened them, slowly sliding them from his shoulders and down his arms. She tossed the robes across the room and breathed deeply in anticipation as Harry reached around and unzipped her dress. He let it pool around her waist just as Narcissa started unbuttoning his shirt. Her soft fingers trailed over the heated skin of his chest as he cradled the back of her head and pulled her lips to his. He kissed her tenderly, gradually increasing the pressure and parting his lips to sneak his tongue into her mouth, quickly engaging in a familiar dance for dominance. His other hand slid from her hip up to the silk of her bra and back down to continue over her leg. He gently massaged the inside of her thigh until she moaned and broke the kiss.
"You don't know what your touch does to me," Narcissa said huskily.
"Makes you feel like every nerve is on fire. Your skin is left tingling with want, and you become so desperate for more that you can't think about anything other than the next touch," offered Harry.
"I how-"
"That's what your touch does to me, my love," replied Harry as he leaned her back in his arm and planted kisses down her cleavage. One of her hands twined through his hair while the other held to the back of his bicep. She gasped as his mouth and warm breath moved over her skin, leaving a trail of tingling vibrations. His lips traveled up the center of her chest to her throat and over her chin to her mouth. When he straightened her back up, she slid her legs to the floor and stood, letting her dress fall to the floor. Harry removed his shirt as Narcissa grabbed his hand and tugged him off the sofa to follow her upstairs. Harry quickly got the message and let her led him where she wanted.
** BEGINNING OF LEMON **
When they reached the top of the staircase, he pulled her back to him and picked her up, cradling her in his arms as he carried her to the bedroom. He climbed onto the bed on his knees and laid her down, taking her mouth again with his own. Her hands roamed over his bare chest and sides while he slid an arm under her shoulders and lifted her to unfasten and remove her bra. His tongue continued to dance and slide with hers as he pulled his arm from under her, and his palm slipped over her breast. She moaned into his mouth and pushed up into his hand. He drove his tongue between her lips once more, then raised his head to gaze into the face of his new wife. Her long locks were fanned over the pillow, her forehead already glistening with a light sheen of sweat. He watched as Narcissa's blue eyes darkened and her face flushed with desire, and a building heat rolled through his body at the sight of her.
Harry kissed her tenderly before he moved down the bed and took her foot in his hand. He gently massaged his way back up each leg before he paused just below her white panties. His tongue licked along the line where white silk met pale skin at the bend of her leg, and he heard her suck in her breath. He gently blew along the wet trail and her thigh quivered. His hands reached to the waistband and slid the silk down her legs to drop to the floor. He sat up on his knees and his eyes traveled over her nude body. When his gaze met hers, there was no nervousness or embarrassment in her eyes. The only thing he saw was his own desire reflected back at him. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. "You look ravishing in my bed Lady Potter." Narcissa's eyes darkened even more at his deep tone.
Harry slipped off his socks, then stood beside the bed to take off his slacks. As he stepped out of them, Narcissa slid to the edge of the bed and sat with her legs spread open in front of him. She grabbed his hips and pulled him closer, tugging his briefs over his erection and to the floor where he kicked them to the side. Her hands returned to his firm buttocks as her lips kissed over the sensitive skin of his stomach and pelvis. Eventually, Narcissa lifted one hand to wrap her fingers around his hardened sex. Her hand slowly stroked up and down his length as she looked up at him with lust filled eyes. His buttocks clenched in her grasp and he gasped.
"Do you like that, my husband?" Narcissa asked. That word spoken in her husky voice sent arousal soaring through him and his legs trembled as he held back a scream.
"Yes," he groaned. Narcissa continued to gently stroke him and he raised his hand to her cheek. She grasped his fingers and pulled them to her lips, sucking his forefinger into the wet heat of her mouth. His knees weakened and his spine stiffened as his hips thrust forward in her hand. She stroked him twice more from base to tip and then let her hand drop as she slid his finger from her lips.
Narcissa clasped his hands and scooted back on the bed, pulling him with her. She rose up on her knees, her legs spread apart slightly, and he matched her position. They faced each other and their eyes roamed over the naked body of the other. They began to lightly caress each other, beginning with cheeks and necks, shoulders and arms. His fingertips trailed from the concave of her throat down between her breasts to her navel, while hers travelled down his sides, over his hips and across his taught thighs. She ran the back of her nails up his body again, and he slipped a thumb over her hardened nipple as he cupped her breast in his palm. Harry's gaze dropped to the folds between her legs, and he felt himself twitch with the jolt of desire that coarse through him. Narcissa saw the movement and scratched her nails along the insides of his thighs. He leaned forward and circled his tongue around her lips before plunging into her mouth. A soft moan escaped her as his fingers squeezed her nipple and then dropped down her ribs to her stomach. Harry teased her, tracing an arch just above the top of her wet centre, but not quite touching it. Narcissa's back arched and she moaned again until she broke the kiss to breathe deeply at the same time her hand closed around his shaft. Seconds later, Harry reached between her legs and with the barest touch followed the line of her moist sex up to brush over her swollen clit. Harry felt her legs quiver as her hips thrust forward, her hand still sliding along his length.
When Harry felt himself reaching the edge, he slipped an arm around Narcissa's shoulders and guided her to lie down, moving his body with hers to stretch out alongside her. He rose up on his elbow and bent forward to take her nipple between his teeth as his fingers still teased along her folds to flick against her clit. Each time he did, her hand gripped him tighter as her muscles spasmed under his touch. Harry felt the fire in his core growing in intensity and so he stilled her hand. He pulled himself from her grip and pushed his hips back to lie at an angle to her. His lips moved to take her other nipple as he circled his fingers over the top of her sex and gently increased the pressure. Narcissa slid her arm from under him and gripped the back of his head, tiny noises escaping her throat. Her breathing grew shallower, and he raised his head to watch her face. Her lips were parted, her blue eyes glazed as they turned to him. She moaned louder as his fingertips slipped through her wet heat and played against the bundle of nerves. "Relax, my love, let me pleasure you," Harry whispered.
Narcissa responded by digging her fingers into his neck as her other hand fisted in the sheet beneath her and her hips writhed against him. Harry watched as her eyes closed and her stomach tightened, her breath halted, and her thigh muscles hardened. He saw the first wave of her orgasm wash over her and pushed two fingers inside her, feeling the juices flow from her. Her body quivered and a sharp cry rang out as he slowly eased his fingers in and out of her clenching sex. Her head curled forward, and her knees pulled upward when he pushed against the flesh just inside her opening. As her muscles began to release one by one, she collapsed back into the pillow. Harry eased his fingers from her and nuzzled her neck. He could feel her rapid pulse under the skin and her heavy breathing against his cheek.
Harry lightly caressed her breasts and stomach until she regained control and her hands pulled him into a searing kiss. Narcissa gripped his shoulder and turned onto her side, then sat up as she pushed him down to the pillow on his back. Harry straightened his body and ran his fingers through her hair as she knelt over him. She nipped and teethed her way down his neck and chest as his hand trailed over her back and buttocks. His body spasmed when her tongue snaked out against his tip.
"Oh Merlin," he moaned. Narcissa licked him again and his head pushed into the pillow, with the third slide of her tongue he brought his hand up to tangle in her hair against the back of her head. She wrapped her lips over him and sucked the tip of his erection into the heat of her mouth. She teased him, barely gliding over him and darting her tongue around him. He felt her take a deep breath and suddenly he was pushing against the back of her throat as she took all of him into her mouth. His hips thrust forward, and a growl escaped him as the surge through his body threatened to overwhelm him before he felt her breath blowing over the length now released from her lips.
With his fingers locked in her hair, he gently tugged her head up to his and drove his tongue against hers as his other arm wrapped over her back. He flipped her over onto her back, as his lips found the little spot below her clavicle that drove her wild. Harry moved his body over hers and guided himself to her entrance. He entered her slowly until his full length was deep inside of her. He braced his hands beside her shoulders and kept his hips still as he let the warmth and moist heat of her engulf him. Narcissa gripped the strong muscles across his back as his lips pressed to hers tenderly. When he raised his head again, his bright green eyes sought the sea of her gaze. "Narcissa, my wife."
"I am yours, my husband, always," she said as his hips began to rock against her. His arms flexed and tensed as she scraped her nails down the muscles for his chest and then slid her palms back up to his shoulders. The force of his thrusts quickly increased, and when she spread her knees wider to pull him deeper, he groaned and bit down on her shoulder blade.
"Narcissa," he moaned as he felt himself reach the edge again.
"Yes, love" she hissed. "Let me feel you."
Harry was lost with her voice. He drove into her once, twice, then again, and his head buried in her neck as his arms collapsed. His scream rose with the white flash behind his eyes that thrust him deep inside her. His climax seared through him. He could feel her walls contract around him as she reached her own climax, and he reveled in the sensation as she held him tightly to her, his body writhing against hers as he pumped his seed deep inside of her. Harry felt Narcissa kiss his shoulder and softly caress his neck as gradually his spasms quieted, and his breathing slowed.
Eventually, he rose up on his elbows and his hands cradled her face as his lips pressed to hers tenderly. For several minutes, soft kisses were interrupted only by words of love before he at last slid his body from hers to pull her into his arms.
"I love you Narcissa, a little more every day," whispered Harry. He could feel Narcissa smiling into his chest.
"I love you too, Harry."
Luckily the night, their wedding night, was still young and so they just laid there and held to each other as they whispered of memories, hopes, and dreams before calling a house elf for dinner. Their love would rise to a crescendo and sweetly descend to a whisper three more times before a new dawn peaked over the horizon.
** END OF LEMON **
"So, what shall we do with our first day as a married couple?" asked Harry as he dug into the breakfast that Kreacher had brought them.
"I can think of a few things," Narcissa replied salaciously. Harry chuckled.
"Well, it's good to know you are just as insatiable now as you were before we married," smiled Harry.
"Worried you can't keep up husband?" responded Narcissa with a smirk.
"Never," said Harry as he tackled her to the bed, causing her newly buttered toast to go flying. Harry kissed her deeply, passionately and then summoned her toast so she could finish her breakfast.
"I am perfectly happy spending the day in bed with you Narcissa, but I will understand if you want to deal with Draco."
"No," said Narcissa shaking her head. "He can spend the next three weeks thinking about how stupid he has been. We are going to have a wonderful honeymoon without Draco spoiling it. I'll have a few days to deal with it after we return, before the Hogwarts term starts. That's enough."
"As you wish my love, shall we try and get some sleep?" Harry asked.
"Must we?" Narcissa pouted. Harry kissed her.
"I suppose not."
Eventually they did sleep, then finally rose and after some very acrobatic sex in the shower left the bedroom in the late afternoon. Harry wondered if Narcissa was as sore as he was. They had a very active sex life, but last night was a lot even for them.
After a late lunch in the kitchen, they went to Harry's study and made the final preparations for their trip. Then they let Kreacher know what they wanted transported to the villa Harry had rented for their first week in Italy, and finished the day cuddled up in the library reading and sharing heated kisses. When the need became overwhelming and the books became long forgotten, they moved things back to the bedroom.
o – o – o – o – o
Three weeks later, the newlyweds returned tanned and radiating happiness and satisfaction. Their honeymoon had been even better than Narcissa had expected. Narcissa was a planner. She was the type of witch that generally had everything organized to the hour. So, when they left she had been nervous about the lack of itinerary, but Harry had convinced her that it would be nice to not have any obligations, to go and just relax able to do whatever felt like fun at the time and she was never one to back down from a challenge. They ended up doing a wide range of both muggle and wizard tourist activities, but since nothing was ever scheduled it left plenty of time for more intimate endeavors. Narcissa quickly realized how easy it was to do things without reservations if you had enough money and Harry certainly had that.
They had sex in each room of each new place they stayed at least twice. There were even times when they teased each other so intensely that Harry ended up taking her against the side of a building in a hidden alleyway, or on an isolated beach, or in the ocean, or a muggle limousine. Lucius had been kind to her, but he was never a generous lover, and their marriage had been pretty much sexless since the return of Voldemort. Now that she had Harry, her sexy drive was almost uncontrollable. She knew in someways she was making up for lost time, and the fact that Harry made it so enjoyable didn't hurt things either. Luckily Harry didn't seem to mind. He was always eager and seemed more than happy to oblige her.
They returned to England on a Sunday, so the first thing they did was go visit Andromeda, Teddy and Kingsley. They were both weighed down with gifts for Teddy from their travels. When Andromeda opened the door, she let out a jealous huff at their glowing appearance. It took her only a matter of seconds before she was dragging Narcissa into the kitchen.
"Salazar Cissy, you like a goddess. Your skin is practically glowing, and you look completely and thoroughly ravished. How many times did you have sex? Did you even do anything else?" Narcissa chuckled.
"I couldn't even guess. I lost count after the first night. And yes, we did many other things," replied Narcissa, but her deepening blush let her sister know what most of those other things led to.
"Well, you look truly happy Narcissa. I'm glad you had such a great time. Tell me all about it, well everything other than the sex," chuckled Andromeda. After a pleasant lunch and a couple hours playing with Teddy they returned to the manor, and both passed out from exhaustion. They both had a wonderful time on mainland Europe, but sleep was not something they did a lot of and taking an international port key was always a bit draining.
They woke up in time to have some dinner and then quickly found their way back to the bedroom to enjoy their last night before Harry had to return to work. Narcissa woke up the next morning to find herself alone. She sighed in disappointment, but when she reached over and noticed that his side of the bed was still warm, she rolled into it and snuggled into his pillow and drifted back off to sleep.
A couple hours later Narcissa rose and after a shower and a quick breakfast she started her day. She had a few things to get in order before she would go see Draco tomorrow. She sent off a few owls and then went to Gringotts. When Harry got home that night Narcissa told him what she had set up for Draco.
"You know what's best for your son Narcissa. I won't get involved, but don't you think you'll miss him? What if he never comes back just to spite you?" Narcissa sighed and thought about his question. She knew it would hurt to have her son cut off contact with her entirely, but it was a risk she felt she had to take.
"I would rather he stay there and make something of himself then remain on his current path. It is for the best. He needs strong, positive role models that won't take any of his attitude," replied Narcissa.
"Well, good luck my love. Let me know how it goes," responded Harry as he led her to the kitchen for dinner.
The next morning Narcissa got up before Harry and went to Malfoy Manor. She apparated into the lounge and went in search of her son. She found him half on the bed, kneeling on the floor in a pool of spilled fire whiskey.
"Draco!" Narcissa yelled. Draco jumped up so fast that he stumbled and slipped in the liquid and fell harshly onto his arse.
"Mother?" Said Draco as he rubbed at his throbbing temples.
"I see that you didn't heed my warning. I cannot even begin to express my disappointment in you. You have ten minutes to meet me in the study. I expect you to be clean and sober." With that Narcissa stomped out of the room, waving her hand to slam the door harshly behind her.
Ten minutes later, Draco walked into the study looking much better.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit mother?" Said Draco, attempting to appear the ever-adorned son.
"I came to discuss my terms for you continuing to have access to the Malfoy fortune," said Narcissa coldly as she sat down behind Lucius, old desk. She shivered slightly. She hated this desk.
"Very well mother," said Draco as he tightly clenched his jaw in irritation.
"You will spend a minimum of two years building electrical machinery in our factory in Bulgaria."
"But that's a muggle factory?" Said Draco with a hint of fear.
"Yes, managed by a wizard. Grozdan has agreed to take you on as an apprentice. If you do well and impress him, you could be running the place along side him. If not, he will find a suitable job for you to ensure you stay out of trouble. You will live with him and follow all of his rules. You will still be able to use magic just not when you are in the factory."
"Why, mother?"
"Because Draco, you need to learn what it means to work for something. You think you are so much better than everyone else, but you have done nothing to earn that sort of respect. I am sorry that I didn't do better by you when you were younger, but I am determined to do what I can now."
"But what about law school? The term starts in two days." Said Draco. Narcissa raised her eyebrows.
"I spoke with the Dean at your law school yesterday. Apparently, you've been asked to not return since you failed the last term. Since you won't be going back anyways this is a perfect opportunity for you," said Narcissa with an icy smile. She didn't like being lied to.
"If I refuse?" Draco asked.
"Then I will cut you off completely and you can make your own way. You can keep the manor and the Malfoy name if you wish, but you will no longer have access to the vault and there will be no more monthly stipends," replied Narcissa.
"And what do I get if I agree?" asked Draco with a sneer.
"Well, that depends on how many debts you've incurred that I have to pay off," Narcissa said knowingly, not at all surprised at her son's embarrassed blush. "For now, you will get half of what I have been putting into your vault each month. The other half will be put into a separate vault that you will be given access to when I think you've earned it."
"Fine I'll do it," said Draco through gritted teeth. "It is not like I have much choice."
"There is always a choice Draco."