Disclaimers: See the first chapter.
Snippets From the Potterverse
Chapter 65 - Lucius' New Lover
Narcissa Malfoy had a problem.
It was a difficult, upsetting problem that made her cry.
She was certain that her husband was having an affair.
But the question was, with whom? She already knew about his affair with Snape, and of his secret lust for Lupin. She knew about the mild flirtation he had had with Bill Weasley at one time. She knew that Lucius had often gone to Sirius' brother Regulus when they were younger. And she also knew the unnatural fondness he harboured for their own son. None of it bothered her, because none of his previous relationships were enough to make him leave her. But this... this might be it.
She couldn't stand it anymore, and finally went for help. The only help available was her sister.
"Bella, darling! I think Lucius is having an affair!" Narcissa launched herself into her sister's lap, sobbing.
Bellatrix put down her Game Boy, a thoughtful look on her face. "Well, dear. Let's think." She dried Narcissa's tears with her hanky. "We'll start at the beginning. You do know Lucius and Severus have their own Thursday-night routine, right?"
"Yes," Narcissa sniveled pathetically.
"Okay. Then do you know that he sits around most times picturing Lupin naked?" Bellatrix asked, with a shudder at the thought of Remus naked. Thinking of Remus naked made her think of Sirius naked, which was truly disturbing (to her, at least).
"Yes," Narcissa whimpered.
"Okay... what about Bill Weasley? They had a little touchy-kissy-feely thing going on for a little while," Bellatrix said.
"He used to come home with red hairs on him!" Narcissa said. "Of course I knew!"
"Oh. Well... okay, this may scare you, but... remember when we thought Draco had found a pureblood girlfriend to shag? Well, he did - the bad news is, it's Lucius."
"I know about that too!" Narcissa sobbed. "I don't care! As long as he's with Draco, I know he's not out all night!"
Bellatrix twitched. "Well, then, dear... I'm truly sapped for ideas. I have no clue who he could be messing with... it can't be Rodolphus, I keep him locked in the broom cupboard when I'm not using him... and it can't be Rabastan, he's more interested in food than sex... that's probably why he never got married..." Her face brightened. "Wait! What about Regulus? Did you know about them?"
"Yes," Narcissa wailed. "And Regulus is dead now, so it can't be him!"
"Right... then I really don't know, dear. Maybe you're just imagining it," Bellatrix said soothingly, patting her sister's head.
At that very moment, Lucius was getting out of his lover's bed. He pulled on his leather trousers.
"Leaving so soon, Luci?" a voice purred from behind him.
"I'm sorry, My Lord. But I must," Lucius said, fastening his robes and leaning down to kiss his lover.
"I'll see you next Wednesday, then?" Voldemort asked.
"Of course, My Lord. I'll bring the whipped cream."
