A/N: This chapter was supposed to be up when Chapters 16 & 17 were put up but this one wasn't ready yet. It depicted Lucius even nicer than he seems already in this chapter.

Chapter Eighteen
A Letter From Someone

A pair cold gray eyes scanned a small bit of parchment held in a pair of pale hands. On the parchment was a hastily scrawled letter. The recipient of the letter finished the letter and attempted to remain calm but his anger got the better of him. He jumped out of the chair he was sitting in, picked up the expensive chair, and tossed it halfway across the small study. "Narcissa!" He roared.
While waiting for his wife to come he muttered to himself. "No, no, NO! This will ruin everything I've worked so hard for, for 16 fucking years!"
Finally a short pale blonde woman entered the room. "Yes Lucius?" She asked sweetly.
He thrust the letter at her. "Read it!" He demanded his fury now overwhelming. He couldn't understand where he had gone wrong. '16 years ought to have been enough! 16 fucking years I wasted on that boy!' Lucius thought. "It's about your son." He added angrily.
Narcissa knew by the tone of voice her husband was using that something was wrong. Since he had called Draco her son she knew that Draco had displeased Lucius greatly for he never called Draco her son. Draco was always his son. Narcissa just hoped he wouldn't hurt Draco again but she knew he would no matter what she did she couldn't stop him.
She read the first couple sentences. It said something about Draco found in bed with some girl. "What else is new?"
"Keep reading!"
She read the rest of the letter and gasped. 'It has come to my attention that Draco thinks he is in love with Virginia Weasley.' The sentence echoed through her mind. 'My Draco in love?! This is great!' She thought but dared not say anything like that aloud for she knew Lucius would never allow his son to be with a Weasley.
Lucius obviously took her gasp the wrong way. "Yes I know, terrible news isn't it? I will need to," pause, "talk to him. Perhaps over the Christmas Holidays if I'm not in Germany or the states."
Narcissa swallowed. She knew Lucius wasn't just planning to talk to Draco. He never just talked when Draco did something wrong. Perhaps that was why Draco had turned out the way he was - cold and uncaring. That was why Narcissa was so shocked at the news that her son could even think he was in love with a girl even if she was a Weasley. Narcissa looked at the letter again to see who wrote the letter. There was no signature and the writing looked like none she had seen before. "No dear we'll be in Egypt over Christmas visiting my parents. Remember? Talk to him during the spring holidays."
Lucius nodded and muttered more to himself than her. "Imagine a Malfoy loving a Gryffindor - a Weasley at that. I just hope he forgets about love. It's a ridiculous concept anyway. No one falls in love anymore."
"They used to." Narcissa said softly yet meaningfully.
He eyed her with narrowed eyes. "What's that supposed to mean, Narcissa?"
She sighed and walked from the room. "Nothing dear."
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A/N: Problems between Lucius and Narcissa... Maybe they'll fall back in love someday. Anyway, very short chapter. Ok so maybe Lucius doesn't always seem as bad as I say he is. He shall get worse though! Especially when he and Draco chat...