You're Still The One
Part Nine: Come What May
My very first Lucius/Narcissa story. Enjoy!
rating: PG-13 (the R rating was dropped because I decided not to put anything "inappropriate" in)
genre: romance/drama
summary: The story of Narcissa Malfoy: life, school, friendship, and the most important of all...love.
note: I made my own modified wedding vows for Lucius and Narcissa. They suck, but oh well.
Thank you to my lovely reviewers! And a big shout out to everyone from Dumbledore's Army who has been reading and reviewing.
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Suddenly the world seems
Such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with
Such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life
Doesn't seem such a waste
But our world revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song
I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I love you until
The end of time
...
Easter came and went. So did the next year. Before Narcissa knew it, she was stepping off the Hogwarts Express for the last time. Her family was nowhere to be seen. Narcissa felt her eyes filling with tears; she felt like a lost little girl.
"Narcissa!" Lucius was standing on the far end of the platform, waiting for her. Things had been uncomfortable between them since last Easter. They rarely spoke and when they did, it certainly wasn't about their feelings.
"Hello, Lucius," Narcissa smiled slightly. He took her hand and kissed it.
"Shall we go, then? Mother wants to talk to you about putting the finishing touches on your dress. She says after that, everything will be ready for next week."
Narcissa nodded and with a quick 'pop!', they Disapparated.
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Rhiannon Malfoy greeted her son and future daughter-in-law warmly. "Follow me, Narcissa. Your dress is in your room and I want to see if it fits right." She gently guided Narcissa up the stairs.
Once in Narcissa bedroom, Rhiannon pulled a breathtaking white gown off a coat hanger. "It's beautiful," said Narcissa in a hushed voice, running her fingers along the silky fabric.
"Sit down, Narcissa," Rhiannon wore a serious look as she gestured for Narcissa to take a seat on the bed next to her. Narcissa gaze her a perplexed look, but sat down obediently. "Look at me, Narcissa." Narcissa looked Rhiannon in the eyes. "Do you love my son?" Narcissa felt her mouth go dry. She licked her lips nervously, eyeing Rhiannon warily.
"I-I-I..." she stuttered, feeling her cheeks turn pink. Rhiannon smiled kindly, something she rarely ever did.
"I take that as a yes?" Narcissa flushed even pinker.
"Yes, then. He loves you, Narcissa."
Narcissa felt her blood starting to boil. "No, he doesn't!" she said hotly. "He loves Victoria. He must. Lucius left her because of YOU wanting him to marry me, not because he loves me. Our marriage will have nothing to do with love."
Rhiannon's brow furrowed. "I will admit he didn't love you. But he left Victoria because he chose to. He wants to marry you."
Narcissa felt extremely confused. "So what made him want to marry me and not her?"
Rhiannon now looked confused. "I thought that would have been obvious. He finally opened his eyes and saw you for who you are, not the little girl you once were."
Narcissa scowled, folding her arms across her chest. "It took him long enough!"
A chuckle from the doorway announced the arrival of Lucius. "That part of you will never change, Narcissa. You're still going to think highly of yourself."
"She has every right to, Lucius! She's young, beautiful, smart, and about to be married to one of the world's most prominent wizards."
Lucius laughed again and sat down next to Narcissa, taking her hand.
Rhiannon looked pleased. "Well, my work here is done." She got up and headed the door, ready to leave.
"What about the dress?"
Rhiannon smiled. "The dress is perfect, dear, I just needed a good excuse to get you up here to talk...and to show you how beautiful the dress is." She left the room and headed downstairs, leaving Narcissa and Lucius alone.
"Erm..." Narcissa looked at Lucius, now not sure what to say.
He looked back at her, his eyes serious. "I know I've hurt you, Narcissa. But please try to trust me. I really do love you. We can make this marriage work, I know we can." He kissed her lightly on the lips before exiting the room too, leaving Narcissa alone with her thoughts.
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"Where ARE my shoes? MOTHER!" shrieked Narcissa, panicking. It was her wedding day, the day she always had dreamed of.
"Calm down, Narcissa, they're right here." Regina handed Narcissa a pair of sparkling white shoes. Narcissa slipped them on her feet and stood up. Clouds of silk and lace billowed out as she twirled. She looked like an angel, her blonde hair falling in loose waves at her shoulders.
"Stand still, I want to fix your hair." Regina pulled her wand out and pointed it at Narcissa head. Her hair instantly fastened itself into a bun, a loose curl falling across her pale cheek. "You look lovely," said Regina in a choked voice, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Come on, Regina, it's time for you to take your seat." Narcissa's uncle Marcus would be escorting Regina and his wife Celesta to their seats while Caleb walked Narcissa down the isle.
Narcissa picked up her bouquet of pink and red roses before taking her father's arm. "Ready, Cissa? Having second thoughts?" teased Caleb, leading his daughter down the grand staircase in Malfoy Manor.
"Yes," Narcissa admitted. "But this time I'm going to follow my heart instead of my head."
Caleb kissed her cheek. "Good for you, Cissa. It's about time you took a risk." Narcissa smiled at her father.
"Thanks, Daddy. I love you." Father and daughter headed towards the back door, Narcissa heading into a new life. A life where she would be called Mrs. Lucius Malfoy.
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As the wedding march began to play and Narcissa began to walk down the isle on her father's arm, every pair of eyes in the Malfoy's garden were fixed on them. Lucius was standing at the rose arbor wearing black dress robes, smiling at his beautiful bride as she came closer. When Narcissa and Caleb reached Lucius, Caleb took Narcissa hand and placed it in Lucius's. "Take care of my little girl," he said hoarsely, obviously fighting back his emotion.
"I will, Mr. Black. I swear." He squeezed Narcissa's hand lightly and they turned to face the Minister of Magic, Edgar Blume, who would be performing the ceremony.
"Do you, Lucius Malfoy, take this woman, Narcissa Black, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish for as long as you both shall live?"
Lucius took Narcissa's ring and slipped it on her finger. "I do."
"And do you, Narcissa Black, take this man, Lucius Malfoy, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and cherish for as long as you both shall live?"
Narcissa slipped Lucius's ring on his finger. "I do."
"Then, by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." As Lucius and Narcissa kissed, a loud cheer arose from their guests.
"May I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy!" cried Edgar Blume.
The piano player began to play the wedding march again as Lucius and Narcissa head down the isle. Right before they entered the house, Narcissa tossed her bouquet of roses into the crowd, which landed in the arms of Regulus's girlfriend, Ella, who blushed as Regulus kissed her.
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The reception took place outside on the other side of Malfoy Manor, in a different garden. A dance platform had been put next to a wall of rose bushes, next to where the band was going to play. A pile of now unwrapped wedding gifts sat on a table. Lucius and Narcissa's biggest present of all was Malfoy Manor, a gift from Lucius's parents. Lucius liked Bellatrix and Rodolphus's present best; it was a book where you could put baby photographs and write down his/her's progress. After the reception had been going on for an hour, Narcissa and Lucius had begun to look tired. While everyone else danced and ate cake, they sat together on a bench, Narcissa sleeping soundly in Lucius's arms.
"Poor girl," said Caleb with a grin as he and Regina danced over. "Why don't you two go inside and sleep? We'll see that your guests are properly thanked." Lucius looked extremely grateful.
"Thank you, Mr. Black." He picked Narcissa up gently and carried her into the manor.
...
Lucius staggered up the stairs sleepily. He opened the door to the room where Narcissa had been sleeping and laid her down on the bed. "Sweet dreams, love." He kissed her forehead and headed to his new bedroom, which was supposed to be his and Narcissa's, though he wasn't sure how she would react if she woke up next to him.
At midnight Narcissa woke up and found herself alone. She shivered and rubbed her arms. It was very cold for July and she felt cold, tired, and lonely. Narcissa got out of bed and headed down the hall to Lucius's room. She pushed the door open and saw him sleeping peacefully; he was curled up and his jaw was slack as he breathed lightly. Narcissa tiptoed over to the bed and crawled in next to him, pulling the blankets to her chin before she fell fast asleep.
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Part Nine: Come What May
My very first Lucius/Narcissa story. Enjoy!
rating: PG-13 (the R rating was dropped because I decided not to put anything "inappropriate" in)
genre: romance/drama
summary: The story of Narcissa Malfoy: life, school, friendship, and the most important of all...love.
note: I made my own modified wedding vows for Lucius and Narcissa. They suck, but oh well.
Thank you to my lovely reviewers! And a big shout out to everyone from Dumbledore's Army who has been reading and reviewing.
...
Suddenly the world seems
Such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with
Such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life
Doesn't seem such a waste
But our world revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song
I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I love you until
The end of time
...
Easter came and went. So did the next year. Before Narcissa knew it, she was stepping off the Hogwarts Express for the last time. Her family was nowhere to be seen. Narcissa felt her eyes filling with tears; she felt like a lost little girl.
"Narcissa!" Lucius was standing on the far end of the platform, waiting for her. Things had been uncomfortable between them since last Easter. They rarely spoke and when they did, it certainly wasn't about their feelings.
"Hello, Lucius," Narcissa smiled slightly. He took her hand and kissed it.
"Shall we go, then? Mother wants to talk to you about putting the finishing touches on your dress. She says after that, everything will be ready for next week."
Narcissa nodded and with a quick 'pop!', they Disapparated.
...
Rhiannon Malfoy greeted her son and future daughter-in-law warmly. "Follow me, Narcissa. Your dress is in your room and I want to see if it fits right." She gently guided Narcissa up the stairs.
Once in Narcissa bedroom, Rhiannon pulled a breathtaking white gown off a coat hanger. "It's beautiful," said Narcissa in a hushed voice, running her fingers along the silky fabric.
"Sit down, Narcissa," Rhiannon wore a serious look as she gestured for Narcissa to take a seat on the bed next to her. Narcissa gaze her a perplexed look, but sat down obediently. "Look at me, Narcissa." Narcissa looked Rhiannon in the eyes. "Do you love my son?" Narcissa felt her mouth go dry. She licked her lips nervously, eyeing Rhiannon warily.
"I-I-I..." she stuttered, feeling her cheeks turn pink. Rhiannon smiled kindly, something she rarely ever did.
"I take that as a yes?" Narcissa flushed even pinker.
"Yes, then. He loves you, Narcissa."
Narcissa felt her blood starting to boil. "No, he doesn't!" she said hotly. "He loves Victoria. He must. Lucius left her because of YOU wanting him to marry me, not because he loves me. Our marriage will have nothing to do with love."
Rhiannon's brow furrowed. "I will admit he didn't love you. But he left Victoria because he chose to. He wants to marry you."
Narcissa felt extremely confused. "So what made him want to marry me and not her?"
Rhiannon now looked confused. "I thought that would have been obvious. He finally opened his eyes and saw you for who you are, not the little girl you once were."
Narcissa scowled, folding her arms across her chest. "It took him long enough!"
A chuckle from the doorway announced the arrival of Lucius. "That part of you will never change, Narcissa. You're still going to think highly of yourself."
"She has every right to, Lucius! She's young, beautiful, smart, and about to be married to one of the world's most prominent wizards."
Lucius laughed again and sat down next to Narcissa, taking her hand.
Rhiannon looked pleased. "Well, my work here is done." She got up and headed the door, ready to leave.
"What about the dress?"
Rhiannon smiled. "The dress is perfect, dear, I just needed a good excuse to get you up here to talk...and to show you how beautiful the dress is." She left the room and headed downstairs, leaving Narcissa and Lucius alone.
"Erm..." Narcissa looked at Lucius, now not sure what to say.
He looked back at her, his eyes serious. "I know I've hurt you, Narcissa. But please try to trust me. I really do love you. We can make this marriage work, I know we can." He kissed her lightly on the lips before exiting the room too, leaving Narcissa alone with her thoughts.
...
"Where ARE my shoes? MOTHER!" shrieked Narcissa, panicking. It was her wedding day, the day she always had dreamed of.
"Calm down, Narcissa, they're right here." Regina handed Narcissa a pair of sparkling white shoes. Narcissa slipped them on her feet and stood up. Clouds of silk and lace billowed out as she twirled. She looked like an angel, her blonde hair falling in loose waves at her shoulders.
"Stand still, I want to fix your hair." Regina pulled her wand out and pointed it at Narcissa head. Her hair instantly fastened itself into a bun, a loose curl falling across her pale cheek. "You look lovely," said Regina in a choked voice, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Come on, Regina, it's time for you to take your seat." Narcissa's uncle Marcus would be escorting Regina and his wife Celesta to their seats while Caleb walked Narcissa down the isle.
Narcissa picked up her bouquet of pink and red roses before taking her father's arm. "Ready, Cissa? Having second thoughts?" teased Caleb, leading his daughter down the grand staircase in Malfoy Manor.
"Yes," Narcissa admitted. "But this time I'm going to follow my heart instead of my head."
Caleb kissed her cheek. "Good for you, Cissa. It's about time you took a risk." Narcissa smiled at her father.
"Thanks, Daddy. I love you." Father and daughter headed towards the back door, Narcissa heading into a new life. A life where she would be called Mrs. Lucius Malfoy.
...
As the wedding march began to play and Narcissa began to walk down the isle on her father's arm, every pair of eyes in the Malfoy's garden were fixed on them. Lucius was standing at the rose arbor wearing black dress robes, smiling at his beautiful bride as she came closer. When Narcissa and Caleb reached Lucius, Caleb took Narcissa hand and placed it in Lucius's. "Take care of my little girl," he said hoarsely, obviously fighting back his emotion.
"I will, Mr. Black. I swear." He squeezed Narcissa's hand lightly and they turned to face the Minister of Magic, Edgar Blume, who would be performing the ceremony.
"Do you, Lucius Malfoy, take this woman, Narcissa Black, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish for as long as you both shall live?"
Lucius took Narcissa's ring and slipped it on her finger. "I do."
"And do you, Narcissa Black, take this man, Lucius Malfoy, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and cherish for as long as you both shall live?"
Narcissa slipped Lucius's ring on his finger. "I do."
"Then, by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." As Lucius and Narcissa kissed, a loud cheer arose from their guests.
"May I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy!" cried Edgar Blume.
The piano player began to play the wedding march again as Lucius and Narcissa head down the isle. Right before they entered the house, Narcissa tossed her bouquet of roses into the crowd, which landed in the arms of Regulus's girlfriend, Ella, who blushed as Regulus kissed her.
...
The reception took place outside on the other side of Malfoy Manor, in a different garden. A dance platform had been put next to a wall of rose bushes, next to where the band was going to play. A pile of now unwrapped wedding gifts sat on a table. Lucius and Narcissa's biggest present of all was Malfoy Manor, a gift from Lucius's parents. Lucius liked Bellatrix and Rodolphus's present best; it was a book where you could put baby photographs and write down his/her's progress. After the reception had been going on for an hour, Narcissa and Lucius had begun to look tired. While everyone else danced and ate cake, they sat together on a bench, Narcissa sleeping soundly in Lucius's arms.
"Poor girl," said Caleb with a grin as he and Regina danced over. "Why don't you two go inside and sleep? We'll see that your guests are properly thanked." Lucius looked extremely grateful.
"Thank you, Mr. Black." He picked Narcissa up gently and carried her into the manor.
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Lucius staggered up the stairs sleepily. He opened the door to the room where Narcissa had been sleeping and laid her down on the bed. "Sweet dreams, love." He kissed her forehead and headed to his new bedroom, which was supposed to be his and Narcissa's, though he wasn't sure how she would react if she woke up next to him.
At midnight Narcissa woke up and found herself alone. She shivered and rubbed her arms. It was very cold for July and she felt cold, tired, and lonely. Narcissa got out of bed and headed down the hall to Lucius's room. She pushed the door open and saw him sleeping peacefully; he was curled up and his jaw was slack as he breathed lightly. Narcissa tiptoed over to the bed and crawled in next to him, pulling the blankets to her chin before she fell fast asleep.
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