A/N Glad you like the story enough to carry on reading. Please check out my Harry Potter 6th year fic, entitled 'Harry Potter and the Sucker of Souls.'
Disclaimer ~ I don't own HP!!
Chapter four ~ Lucius Malfoy.
Mrs Black pushed her daughter into the phone box. This was it, Narcissa was going to meet Lucius, the man she was to marry. Her mother barked angrily into the phone and the visitor cards popped out. Two seconds later they were inside the Ministry itself. Narcissa had never been inside and she marvelled at the marble entrance and the beautiful fountain.
Then as they were walking towards the lift a man emerged from a near by office. he was young, about twenty one, with silvery blond hair, and a cruel smirking mouth.
"Ah Mrs Black, pleasure to see you again…Narcissa?" he said. He was shocked where he saw the frightened sixteen year old.
"Yes Mr Malfoy this is my daughter."
Lucius barely glanced at the girl. He nodded and began to walk away.
"Narcissa stay here." Her mother barked.
She walked quickly after Malfoy, and the two went into his office.
Narcissa sat down by the fountain, running her dainty white hand through the pearly waters, staring at her worried reflection in the mystic depths. Before someone threw a galleon in, and her face disappeared through the rippling water.
About twenty minutes later Mrs Black emerged from the office, a cruel grin on her face. she grabbed her daughter by the arm and pulled her to her feet.
"Come now, Narcissa we are leaving."
"What?! But I haven't even spoken to him!"
"They'll be plenty of time for that when you're married dear."
Narcissa stopped, causing Mrs Black to turn round rather hurriedly. "I cannot marry someone I have never spoken to."
"Yes, and you cannot have a baby unless you marry someone!" she replied.
Narcissa allowed herself to be led from the ministry.
That night she cried herself to sleep. She had had one glance of her future husband, and she did not like him. She wanted Sirius, she wanted Andromeda, she wanted comfort, but she didn't get any of them.
Narcissa's Diary.
I always thought of keeping a diary as a pointless occupation, I mean why would you want to reread years of misery? To remind yourself…why? But now I see. You turn to the diary when you have nothing else, no one left to talk to, you write a diary when your alone. But am I alone? I have this thing, growing inside me, deciding my life for me before it has even formed legs and arms. I'm losing control. And the funny thing is, no one has asked about it's father, they don't want to know. It's father isn't important, well he is to me.
Lucius is not a patch on the father, and never will be. He barely looked at me today, I was just a convenience, that's all I am, a way to tie the two families together. They are using my baby, they are using me, I have been caught, yes I am losing control.
I cry bitterly for the life growing inside of me, my mother has taken away my life, my spirit, my free will, but she will never take my baby.
I wish Sirius was here…I wish Andromeda was by side, chatting on about becoming an auntie. But wishes don't come true, at least not for me.
Tomorrow I am to marry. Marry?! For the rest of my life I shall be known as Mrs Malfoy, for I would not dare to divorce such a man, and a doubt he will let himself die before I do. My child shall have a 'father', not the man I wanted, but my mother will not let me raise a bastard. My child shall be raised in the Malfoy Manor, it shall speak think and be Malfoy…I must leave him behind…I must. I am not losing control, I have lost it.
A/N Yay!! The italics are working!! *pops open a bottle of champagne*
