Sorry it took sooooo long for be to update, but my teachers decieded to
absolutly slam us with a mound of homeowrk that could cover the whole area
of Russia!! Seriously!!! Well I hope to get chapter 6 done and up by Friday
and I am working on a new fanfic. That will continue this story. It will
not be Lucius and Narcissa though. It will be a Draco and a new character
that I have created. It could be very interesting. Well anywho! Thanks to
my wonderful and fantastic beta, queen_of_imladris!!! You're absolutly
great. There are no words! And thanks to all who have reviewed!! You have
no idea how much it means to me!!!! Thanks a millions times over and bless
you!!!!!!!!!
P.S. If anyone has any ideas on where this story should go please tell me because I am on the brink of writer's block! I have a general idea, but I need more and it would be wonderful to get the readers' ideas here as well!!!! Thanks again everyone!!!!!
- GreyEyedAngel
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5. Confessions
"Mistress! Mistress!" Daisy, my personal house-eld, exclaimed. She found me in bed with the covers that hiding me from the bright early morning sun. Daisy pulled away the warm fluffy covers and screamed in my face, unintentionally I believe. She tends to be a bit enthusiastic and naive.
"Waky me Mistress! Waky up now! Master Lucius wants to see you! Says it most urgent he did. Waky up!"
"I'm awake Daisy. Where does he want to see me?" I managed to muffle out from my now fading slumber.
"In the library! In the library, Mistress!" Daisy said. Her energy finally started to calm down. "Well, please do hurry. Daisy shall get you your clothes ready." and with that said, she went to the large walk in closet that was well hidden in the walls of the room. The entrance was over by the sitting area and the fireplace.
I slowly crawled out of the comfortable warm bed and into the dark blue dress robe Daisy had picked out for me. You know, for a house-elf, she has impeccable good taste in clothes. The dress hugged my slender and petite frame and showed off my cleavage just a bit. Maybe I could revive Lucius from his state of melancholy or utter despair, which ever one it was. I could hardly tell anymore. He is so distant. When he comes in late at night, he doesn't even want me to touch him. He acts almost like I am too impure to touch him. He has grown so arrogant for someone who used to be my hero.
I met Lucius in the grand library on the second floor of the Manor in the West wing. The library was paneled in cherry wood and was accented by floating candles all around the vast room that seemed to have no end and no ceiling, like Hogwart's Grand Hall. This room was Lucius' room. He loved it. He was always researching something. I never really know what., just that it is the latest thing he is interested in. I wonder if I was just one of his interest. I know now that I was never a conquest, but a love that time itself could not stop.
Lucius was sitting behind his grand cherry wood desk, working on some research I suppose. "You wanted to see me, Lucius." I said breaking his concentration with the novel open in front of him. "Yes, I did. You are aware that I am gone during the nights, Narcissa. Now I can tell you why." Lucius said. He looked almost happy to be telling me. It had been a weight in our relationship, but I never knew what the weight was exactly. Till now that is. "Narcissa, I am working with a faction of other pure-blood witches and wizards to finally get rid of the scum who are unworthy to study magic or to even have magical abilities. I am a Death Eater and one of the most loyal ones. We are lead by a man who is truly ruthless when it comes to mind games and pain, but he is exactly what the magical world needs to exterminate the scum. He is and will be the crucible ini this battle of blood, Narcissa. His name is the Dark Lord to his follow Death Eaters, but some know him as Lord Voldemort. "Lucius finally finished looking proud. I had no idea of what to say. My mind was reeling trying to come up with logical things to say, but my mind must still be asleep. Truth be told, I think I was dreaming the whole thing.
"Narcissa," Lucius said." He is coming for dinner tonight, so please were something less revealing and have an excellent meal prepared. He is to have the best of everything."
I was still confused, and it wasn't the first time this week either. I was still confused about how Lucius was proud of this because he came home night after night with the look of being haunted by something horrible.
"Lucius, how can you be proud and seem to love this new faction, when you come home every night like your work with them haunts you so horribly." I carefully asked. If Lucius was turning into his father, I was going to tread softly as possible, so I wouldn't awaken the Malfoy temper.
"How can you say that this is not for the best, Narcissa. You yourself were tormented by the unworthy blood traitors. They deserve to die!"
Now I couldn't stand it any longer. I usually have a go amount of patience, but when he mentioned death, I lost it all.
"DIE! Lucius, you are not the type of wizard that would do such a thing. At least I hope not. This Lord whatever-his-name-is must be holding you under some hex or curse because this isn't you Lucius Xaiver Malfoy!" I screamed.
Lucius lost his patience as well. He raised his hand and before I knew what I said, it was out. "Please, Don't hurt the baby, Lucius!" I crumped to the floor and cried.
P.S. If anyone has any ideas on where this story should go please tell me because I am on the brink of writer's block! I have a general idea, but I need more and it would be wonderful to get the readers' ideas here as well!!!! Thanks again everyone!!!!!
- GreyEyedAngel
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
5. Confessions
"Mistress! Mistress!" Daisy, my personal house-eld, exclaimed. She found me in bed with the covers that hiding me from the bright early morning sun. Daisy pulled away the warm fluffy covers and screamed in my face, unintentionally I believe. She tends to be a bit enthusiastic and naive.
"Waky me Mistress! Waky up now! Master Lucius wants to see you! Says it most urgent he did. Waky up!"
"I'm awake Daisy. Where does he want to see me?" I managed to muffle out from my now fading slumber.
"In the library! In the library, Mistress!" Daisy said. Her energy finally started to calm down. "Well, please do hurry. Daisy shall get you your clothes ready." and with that said, she went to the large walk in closet that was well hidden in the walls of the room. The entrance was over by the sitting area and the fireplace.
I slowly crawled out of the comfortable warm bed and into the dark blue dress robe Daisy had picked out for me. You know, for a house-elf, she has impeccable good taste in clothes. The dress hugged my slender and petite frame and showed off my cleavage just a bit. Maybe I could revive Lucius from his state of melancholy or utter despair, which ever one it was. I could hardly tell anymore. He is so distant. When he comes in late at night, he doesn't even want me to touch him. He acts almost like I am too impure to touch him. He has grown so arrogant for someone who used to be my hero.
I met Lucius in the grand library on the second floor of the Manor in the West wing. The library was paneled in cherry wood and was accented by floating candles all around the vast room that seemed to have no end and no ceiling, like Hogwart's Grand Hall. This room was Lucius' room. He loved it. He was always researching something. I never really know what., just that it is the latest thing he is interested in. I wonder if I was just one of his interest. I know now that I was never a conquest, but a love that time itself could not stop.
Lucius was sitting behind his grand cherry wood desk, working on some research I suppose. "You wanted to see me, Lucius." I said breaking his concentration with the novel open in front of him. "Yes, I did. You are aware that I am gone during the nights, Narcissa. Now I can tell you why." Lucius said. He looked almost happy to be telling me. It had been a weight in our relationship, but I never knew what the weight was exactly. Till now that is. "Narcissa, I am working with a faction of other pure-blood witches and wizards to finally get rid of the scum who are unworthy to study magic or to even have magical abilities. I am a Death Eater and one of the most loyal ones. We are lead by a man who is truly ruthless when it comes to mind games and pain, but he is exactly what the magical world needs to exterminate the scum. He is and will be the crucible ini this battle of blood, Narcissa. His name is the Dark Lord to his follow Death Eaters, but some know him as Lord Voldemort. "Lucius finally finished looking proud. I had no idea of what to say. My mind was reeling trying to come up with logical things to say, but my mind must still be asleep. Truth be told, I think I was dreaming the whole thing.
"Narcissa," Lucius said." He is coming for dinner tonight, so please were something less revealing and have an excellent meal prepared. He is to have the best of everything."
I was still confused, and it wasn't the first time this week either. I was still confused about how Lucius was proud of this because he came home night after night with the look of being haunted by something horrible.
"Lucius, how can you be proud and seem to love this new faction, when you come home every night like your work with them haunts you so horribly." I carefully asked. If Lucius was turning into his father, I was going to tread softly as possible, so I wouldn't awaken the Malfoy temper.
"How can you say that this is not for the best, Narcissa. You yourself were tormented by the unworthy blood traitors. They deserve to die!"
Now I couldn't stand it any longer. I usually have a go amount of patience, but when he mentioned death, I lost it all.
"DIE! Lucius, you are not the type of wizard that would do such a thing. At least I hope not. This Lord whatever-his-name-is must be holding you under some hex or curse because this isn't you Lucius Xaiver Malfoy!" I screamed.
Lucius lost his patience as well. He raised his hand and before I knew what I said, it was out. "Please, Don't hurt the baby, Lucius!" I crumped to the floor and cried.