Chapter 1- The meeting (Prologue)

Alexandria Lynne Ouvertcoeur was as open hearted as her name said. She was trusting, loyal, kind, intelligent, determined, she was full of joy and passion. Of course, that didn't matter to her father. All he wanted was for her to find a man who would take her off his hands before she turned 20. It didn't matter if she was a mistress or a wife as long as he got money out of the affair. She looked to the dress he had brought her for the occasion. It was a simple dinner party but her father treated it like another opportunity to put her on display. It was too tight for her taste, but she remembered the look on her father's face the last time she altered a dress he bought her. She rolled her eyes and put it on. She buttoned it up, it had buttons running up the front.

"Not terrible..."

She bit her lip and sighed. She put on a little lip gloss and left the room. It surprised her that her father would not be going with her and her mother to the event. She entered the room. It was filled with people, all dressed brightly and talking. She stood up straight, smiled and walked through the crowd, greeting all of her father's friends until she saw her best friend Galaxia Goyle. She gave her friend a warm hug and looked her over stunning gown.

"Well, would you look at yourself! You're making off with the Goyle fortune!"

Galaxia laughed airily.

"I do deserve it, I should say. The man's a decade past my age!"

She spun around and Alexandria smiled approvingly.

"Love it!"

"Alexia tell me all I've missed. It feels like we haven't spoken in ages!"

Alexia laughed.

"Well. Not much really. Dad's still looking for a husband for me. I wish he'd just let me chose."

"Oh you and your crazy ideas."

Galaxia looked behind her and widened her eyes. She smiled slyly.

"But how about that one?"

Alexia turned around and smiled.

"Well...I can't say it'd get better than that."

A man had just stepped into the room. The kind of man who took over the show just by stepping in the ring. He had silver blonde hair sleeked back and dressed impeccably. He wore black pants and a black shirt that seemed like one of those from a military rank. He took off his cloak and walked to the minister of magic. Alexia tore her eyes from him and saw her friend was smiling.

"Gorgeous isn't he?"

Alexia smiled and shrugged.

"Who is he anyway?"

"Lucius Malfoy. Great catch. He's 25, drop dead gorgeous, Hogwarts graduate. He's the strong silent type. He's always over at our house."

"You know him?"

"Kind of."

Alexia looked at Lucius again. He was tall, between 6' 3-4'' and his posture showed he was a demanding man. He turned in their direction and for a second, their eyes met. She felt chills run down her spine and turned away. Galaxia grinned a minute later.

"Hello Lucius how are you?"

Lucius came up behind them, he took Galaxia's hand and kissed it.

"I'm very well. How is your husband?"

"He's rather well. He's around on business."

Lucius nodded. Then he looked at Alexia.

"This is Alexandria Ouvertcoeur."

Lucius kissed her hand and she saw him smile out of the corner of his lip.

"Mrs..."

"Miss."

She corrected and he slowly let her hand go.

"Ms. Alexandria Ouvertcoeur...it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

His perfect pronunciation of her name sent shivers down her spine.

"The pleasure is mine Mr. Malfoy."

"Lucius, please."

Galaxia looked behind Lucius.

"Oh its seems as if my husband is calling. It was nice seeing you both."

She winked at Alexia and walked away. Alexia looked back at Lucius and found him smiling at her. She smiled back and blushed.

"Would you like something to drink Ms. Ouvertcoeur? Or may I call you Alexandria?"

"Alexia is fine...Lucius. And I would love something to drink."

Lucius smiled, he held out his arm and she took it.

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Lucius walked back to Alexia and handed her a champagne glass.

"Let me see if I understand...your father is Francis Joanne Ouvertcoeur and your mother is Simone Belleforte? You have one brother, Pietro Ouvertcoeur, and a sister, Marianne Paris Ouvertcoeur. "

Alexia nodded and took a small drink. She smiled.

"Yes."

"Do you visit France often?"

"Every summer. We have a small chateau near the Beauxbattons School."

"I have a bit of property there...inheritance from my father. Its near the river."

She took another drink.

"I bet its lovely."

She smiled. He wanted to reach out and touch her smooth neck, to run his hands down her abdomen. He wanted her and he wanted to make his move soon.

"Do you fancy a walk?"

She nodded and they set down their grasses.

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They walked out of the dance hall and walked into a study. They sat down on the armchairs and talked for about an hour. She couldn't help but notice his perfect teeth and his incredible gray blue eyes. They were on their way back to the dance hall when Lucius spoke again.

"I wager a woman like you has admirers for miles."

Alexia laughed and blushed faintly.

"Only old men who want my body. And of course the dowry. None who's interest I would return."

Lucius stopped walking and took her waist in his hands.

"Would you return mine?"

Alexia felt her heartbeat speed up. Lucius looked down into her eyes and leaned into her lips.

"We've just met Lucius..."

"And we'll meet again."

His breath was warm on her lips. She smiled teasingly.

"And what do you expect of me then?"

He leered.

"Why, to enjoy your company...and of course..."

He brushed her lips.

"Your kisses..."

Her insides trembled with expectation.

"First kiss?"

Lucius smiled and she blushed.

"How did you...?"

He smiled and pressed her against the wall.

"Don't you worry about that."

He kissed her deeply and slowly. Her legs trembled and she slid down the wall but he held her up. He tortured her with his kisses while holding his body close to hers. Alexia couldn't breathe anymore, she pushed him away and caught her breath.

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He didn't want to pull away. He took her mouth into his again and sensually caressed her back. Lucius didn't know why he was kissing her anymore. Alexia pushed him away and they caught their breaths.

"Stop...Lucius, I hardly know you...don't you think we should take it slow?"

He shook his head. A strand of hair fell over his eyes. He pulled her close again then felt a sharp pain run from his arm all the way up to his shoulder. He grasped it and took a step away from her. Her eyes filled with alarm.

"Are you all right?"

She searched his eyes. He noticed the deep blue in them for the first time. There was the sharp pain again. He winced and she held him up.

"I'm fine..."

The burning sensation stopped for an instant. She looked worried.

"Are you sure?"

Lucius leaned against her and kissed her. He knew he'd have to leave soon. She was beginning to kiss him back when the pain returned. He pulled away and held back a scream.

"Lucius! Do you want me to take you to–"

He shook his head.

"No I'm okay."

Alexia bit her lip and he stood up.

"I have to go."

"But you'll be okay right?"

He nodded and disapparated.