Well, apparently he could.
Severus didn't speak to her once, or even look her way, for the next two weeks. Though, even if he had wanted too he wouldn't have had the chance. Lucius hadn't let her out of his sight for more than a moment, save for classes. It was getting to be quite frustrating.
It had taken less than twenty four hours for her parents to get wind of the match. Her mother was elated and her owl had been full of questions about their future plans. She had even asked about wedding colors!
She hadn't had a chance to talk to any of her siblings yet but she didn't care. In truth, she never wanted to talk to them about anything, especially her relationship with Lucius. If she said the wrong thing to her brothers, someone would end up either castrated or smashed to bits.
Narcissa and her goons still didn't seem too happy about the pair. In fact, she had spent the past two weeks trying to smear Christine's good name, saying that the only reason Lucius wanted to go out with me in the first place was to get in my knickers. After all, as she put it, I had been with everything else already, including the Giant Squid.
Thankfully, in a rare show of brotherly "love", Alex and Jordan set her straight. She still doesn't know what they did to her, but it couldn't have been pleasant. She had looked pale and had been easily spooked for at least fife days afterwards. But, it had worked. She quickly began to take back what she had said about. Now, all she did was glare at, which was something Christine was more than used to.
She hadn't had the opportunity to talk to James, Sirius, or Remus either. She didn't want to talk to them using the parchment; she wanted to talk to them face to face, just in case she felt inclined to hex their balls off.
At times, she was confused as to why she was even in the relationship in the first place. After all, while she did fancy Lucius, it didn't hold a candle to what she felt for Severus.
The two boys were as different as night and day, light and dark.
Severus was absolutely brilliant and she enjoyed being able to talk to him about anything and have an intelligent conversation. He knew things that Lucius never would, and he had helped her when she had needed him the most. Plus, the kiss they had shared could not be over looked. It had felt right and she couldn't deny the existence of butterflies in her stomach whenever she thought back on that moment.
But then there was Lucius. He was beautiful, elegant, and majestic in a way. His knowledge was limited, but his conversational skills were extraordinary. On more than one occasion, she found that they had talked for over five hours about practically nothing. Also, at times, there was vulnerability about him that she found surprisingly appealing. He could draw out even her deepest secrets with ease, and she found herself telling him things that had never mentioned to anyone else, such as the ludicrous idea that she was an elemental.
Then there was also his kiss, so fiery and passionate, always leaving her wanting more. He made her feel things she hadn't felt before. He frightened and comforted her, he was the very picture of propriety, yet there was certain recklessness about him. He looked the part of an angel from heaven, yet there was a startling fire burning in his eyes. He was simply entrancing.
Though, lately, there was something in his eyes that bothered her. It was so small; she often thought that she had simply imagined it. A calculating coldness that he tried to conceal. It was as though every movement, every action was a part of some grand scheme, some plot that she was unaware of.
He was a little too touchy for her taste. He was always touching her in some way, be it her hand, her knee, her arm, or her waist, he was simply always touching her. At first it had excited her and had even sent the odd shiver down her spine, but now it was simply bothersome. She wanted space and solitude.
At the moment, she was free from his touch. She was sitting on her bed and working on her never ending pile of homework. Lucius was in his own bed, also 'trying' to do his homework, but he was proving to be a huge distraction.
"Christine, do you think-"
"Lucius," she snapped at him, "please stop talking for five minutes! I need to concentrate on my essay!"
He sneered over at her, "Why? You have already done more than required."
Without looking up, she countered, "Yes, I know, and I'm also trying to get potions apprenticeship by the time I graduate."
He scoffed at her, "You have two years until then!"
She sighed in frustration and began to gather her things together. "I'm going to the library."
But before she could make it to the door, Lucius had grabbed her wrist and spun her around so she was once again facing him, "No."
She raised her eyebrow at him, "No?"
"No. You are going to stay in here with me."
She put her free hand on her hip and glared at him, "And why am I going to do that?"
He pulled them closer together so that their faces were almost touching, "Because, I said so, and you are my girlfriend so you will do as I say. Besides, I can think of a few things that will make you want to stay."
"Oh really? And what might those reasons be?"
He let go of her wrist and pulled her into a searing kiss. Her books and parchment fell to the floor as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands roamed over her lower back and she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise. Her stomach filled with butterflies once more, but she pushed him away quickly when he grabbed her bum.
She was breathing heavily and he smirked over at her, "Is that a good enough reason?"
She was slightly angry at him for trying something like that, but it all dissipated when he truly smiled at her, "I'll take that as a yes." And he kissed her again.
sorry it's short and sorry that it took so long to get out. I'm sort of in a rush, so no long A/N's today. Just please review!
