2. Bandages
"Is anyone home?" Lucius said as he walks me back to Black manor through the snow that is starting to fall. I fear that we might have another blizzard.
"Just Kretcher" I reply calmly taking in the comfort he is giving me.
Lucius took me inside and clean my head wound and the scrapes on my hands from falling on a pile of twigs, that with my luck, happened to be behind me.
As he tried to put the bandages on my hands I winced. Coolly and calmly he said" Sorry. I am not Madam Pomfrey or anything..."
I quickly interrupt him "It's ok. It just stings a bit."
We went silent for a few moments. He finished up my bandages and we went to the old living room and sat in front of the fire as the swarm of snow battle outside covering the already snow covered ground. It will be a blizzard.
Day started to give into the darkness of night. He stayed with me still. He was determined to wait until someone came home. Even though I am fifteen and he is sixteen and know I am very capable of taking care of myself in my own house. But truth be told, I don't mind him here. The silence though seems never to be awkward with us. It is almost like we know that neither one of us needs words to know what the other thinks. The silence is just accepted warmly know that neither one of us has to say anything. Tonight seemed to be different. He had seemed as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know exactly how. He seemed like he would burst if he did not tell me!
"Lucius, just say what ever it is and get it over with!" I say. Well, one of us had to say something and I just happened to say it first. Lucius didn't have a look of shock on his face like I expected him to. I very rarely take the lead on something. He did have a look on his face like he was deep in thought. The silence took over for just a little while more until he spoke.
"Narcissa, you know Menarly Maude."
"Yes, she is not very pretty, but..."
He interrupted me and looked directly in my eyes." Narcissa, my father has made me an arranged marriage with her." He took a deep breath as almost to seem to help lower his Malfoy temper that was starting to rise. "He thought it would be a good match economically. It is good economically, but she is not exactly who I imagine myself growing old with." Now he looked to the fire as for comfort from his own opinion.
I looked down to the wooden floors and then to the blazing fire. How was I suppose to react to that. I knew his father was a ruthless man and as far as I had know, always had been ruthless. He stood as tall as Lucius and possessed the blonde Malfoy hair. His was slicked back in an orderly fashion. He wore only the finest things. The again what pure-blood didn't wear the finest. or own the finest of everything. The best was only acceptable. I decided to be honest with Lucius since he was dealt lies by everyone else in his life. For once he would hear truth.
"Lucius, what do you want me to say? I don't want you to marry her because I don't want to see you hurt for the rest of your life in a meaningless marriage. I don't know why you are even telling me this. I will tell you this... If there is anything I can do, then let me know. Ok?" I said as sincerely as I could.
Lucius slowly stood and walked over towards me and knelt." There is something you can do. If you haven't figured it out by now, then I might as well tell you... You are the only person I can tolerate, Narcissa. You are a Black and a Slytherin and yet you seem so innocent. I protect you because I feel like I have to in order to protect the hope I have a not becoming what my father is. I don't want to become him Narcissa. The only way I can get out of this marriage to Maude is by becoming engaged to someone else. Help me Narcissa. Save me. Marry me." he finished.
"Is anyone home?" Lucius said as he walks me back to Black manor through the snow that is starting to fall. I fear that we might have another blizzard.
"Just Kretcher" I reply calmly taking in the comfort he is giving me.
Lucius took me inside and clean my head wound and the scrapes on my hands from falling on a pile of twigs, that with my luck, happened to be behind me.
As he tried to put the bandages on my hands I winced. Coolly and calmly he said" Sorry. I am not Madam Pomfrey or anything..."
I quickly interrupt him "It's ok. It just stings a bit."
We went silent for a few moments. He finished up my bandages and we went to the old living room and sat in front of the fire as the swarm of snow battle outside covering the already snow covered ground. It will be a blizzard.
Day started to give into the darkness of night. He stayed with me still. He was determined to wait until someone came home. Even though I am fifteen and he is sixteen and know I am very capable of taking care of myself in my own house. But truth be told, I don't mind him here. The silence though seems never to be awkward with us. It is almost like we know that neither one of us needs words to know what the other thinks. The silence is just accepted warmly know that neither one of us has to say anything. Tonight seemed to be different. He had seemed as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know exactly how. He seemed like he would burst if he did not tell me!
"Lucius, just say what ever it is and get it over with!" I say. Well, one of us had to say something and I just happened to say it first. Lucius didn't have a look of shock on his face like I expected him to. I very rarely take the lead on something. He did have a look on his face like he was deep in thought. The silence took over for just a little while more until he spoke.
"Narcissa, you know Menarly Maude."
"Yes, she is not very pretty, but..."
He interrupted me and looked directly in my eyes." Narcissa, my father has made me an arranged marriage with her." He took a deep breath as almost to seem to help lower his Malfoy temper that was starting to rise. "He thought it would be a good match economically. It is good economically, but she is not exactly who I imagine myself growing old with." Now he looked to the fire as for comfort from his own opinion.
I looked down to the wooden floors and then to the blazing fire. How was I suppose to react to that. I knew his father was a ruthless man and as far as I had know, always had been ruthless. He stood as tall as Lucius and possessed the blonde Malfoy hair. His was slicked back in an orderly fashion. He wore only the finest things. The again what pure-blood didn't wear the finest. or own the finest of everything. The best was only acceptable. I decided to be honest with Lucius since he was dealt lies by everyone else in his life. For once he would hear truth.
"Lucius, what do you want me to say? I don't want you to marry her because I don't want to see you hurt for the rest of your life in a meaningless marriage. I don't know why you are even telling me this. I will tell you this... If there is anything I can do, then let me know. Ok?" I said as sincerely as I could.
Lucius slowly stood and walked over towards me and knelt." There is something you can do. If you haven't figured it out by now, then I might as well tell you... You are the only person I can tolerate, Narcissa. You are a Black and a Slytherin and yet you seem so innocent. I protect you because I feel like I have to in order to protect the hope I have a not becoming what my father is. I don't want to become him Narcissa. The only way I can get out of this marriage to Maude is by becoming engaged to someone else. Help me Narcissa. Save me. Marry me." he finished.