Seeing Through

A Lucius/Narcissa fic. This is my first fic. Please R&R!

Lucius and Narcissa's relationship has gone rock bottom ever since they had Draco. While Harry visits the manor, he notices how Lucius and Narcissa act together. Harry then asks Narcissa if he can talk to her... read more...

In my fanfic, Draco and Harry are secretly friends. It may seem silly, ok. Only Lucius and Narcissa know. Though Lucius doesn't accept it, so he leaves the house whenever Harry visits. Some swearing!

I don't own anything except the plot!

Seeing Through

Chapter 1: Rock Bottom

July 28, 1994 (A/N: In my fanfic, the OotP and HBP hasn't happened yet.)

Narcissa Malfoy sat in her vanity in Lucius and her shared bedroom at the Malfoy Manor. Her vanity was decorated in ancient style. It painted white with gold colored carvings and gold trim. In the center, there was the reflection of her. Silky blonde hair, pale skin, and light blue eyes showed a face of an angel. Since 14 years ago, her eyes were filled with sadness and sorrow. Yet, when there's visitors she pretends to be happy and covers up her sadness.Her hopes went down as she gave birth to Draco. What she wished for her marriage was not what she got.

Narcissa's POV

Where is Lucius? I bet he's with Voldemort. This is exactly what I wanted, a Death Eater abusive husband, a big Manor, and a child. Yeah right! I'm fine with the child and the house, but not with Lucius. Since Draco was born, he's been very abusive. He hits me if I baby Draco. He definitely needs it! He's a baby! Only he was the one I knew to hit and yell at ababy. Why would you hurt an innocent and helpless child? I always felt like leaving, but I could never. I don't want to leave Draco. He's my blood. Why would I leave him with my bastard 'husband'!

How could I describe Lucius? Let me see... He's an egotistical, self-centered, abusive, passionless, loveless JERK! I truly hate him. I did love him. Before Draco. Then, when he was born everything changed. It was that he just pretended to love me so I could produce his heir. When I heard that, I thought it was just rumors. It was true. He even said it himself. I was truly and deeply hurt. I fell for it all these years. After that, I learned to hate him with a passion. I dare say he is attractive, but it will be better if he could smile. All he does are those scowls and smirks... The Malfoy Everyone said when we were married, we were a perfect couple... yeah right! The fairytale ended when it was Draco's birth. When he turned 4, Lucius would teach him how to be cruel. It was that when I lost my little angel.

End of POV

The door clicked open. She knew who that was. She heard a house elf running to get his coat. SMACK! Lucius just kicked the house elf to the floor. Routine. He'd be coming up in 5 minutes, she thought. Routine. As she heard his boots clicking up the stairs to go to the bathroom first before their room. Routine. She looked at the reflection of the door and saw a black billowing cloak glide past the door. Routine.

Lucius walked through the black and green bathroom. The whole house was dark. The lights were dim, not in a romantic way. The bathtub colored in black, the floor in green. The whole room was dark. The only bright sight there was Lucius Malfoy's hair. Blonde, perfectly platinum blonde. It almost looked like a floating creature as if it was the only white there. He washed his hands that were colored brown from his 'duties.' It was dried blood. You could guess he didn't use his wand this time. He looked at the reflection of the mirror. Pureblood, rich, and proud, he thought conceitedly. (A/N: is there a word like that?) He finished in the bathroom and walked back to their bedroom.

Narcissa heard the clicking sound of his boots as he approached the room. Lucius walked so gracefully it seemed like he glided through. Narcissa was watching him through the mirror as he was putting his expensive cloak in the closet. He turned to Narcissa to greet.

"Hello, Narcissa? Didn't you see me? Why didn't you greet me?" He asked, more like demanded in a stern tone.

"Sorry, Lucius... I-I forgot. I-"

Before she finished her sentence Lucius slapped her so hard she fell off from the chair and lay in the carpet, sobbing helplessly.

"How dare you forget to greet your husband! This only means one thing..." He yelled.

"No please, Lucius! Please don't!" Pleaded Narcissa.

"Disgraceful. Malfoy's never beg. I'll kill you if you become a blood traitor like the Weasleys." He spat, even more at the Weasleys name.

"Crucio!" He yelled.

A sharp pain went through her body. She screamed in pain. Everything was hurting. It was like she was getting pulled apart and squished together.

Her scream echoed through the manor. Even the house elves in the basement crouched in fear of hearing their mistress being tortured.

Lucius watched in satisfaction seeing people tortured. He laughed coldly.

The curse finally ended, and she was lying on the floor sobbing uncontrollably. Surprisingly, there was no blood.

"Well, I've had my fun, Cissa. I'll be in my office." He said satisfied.

She didn't answer him. After he left, she ran to her own room. There were 6 rooms in the floor. Lucius and Narcissa shared one. The other was Lucius' study, and the other was Narcissa's. The last one was Draco's. Lucius said he did not deserve another room because it was too big for him. She got into her roomand cast a spell in a secret wall. The wall was disguised as a fireplace. Fortunately, Lucius didn't know this. Narcissa was good at disguising magic.

Suddenly, the fire lit green, and an old lady's face was replaced. Her face was really wrinkly, she had pale skin and blonde hair with gray streaks in it. She looked almost 100. "Hello Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy. To whom do you wish to speak?" she asked casually.

"H-ha-harry P-potter, Privet Drive. The-thank you." She said trying to stifle her crying voice.

The old lady raised her eyebrows at her. Narcissa forced a smile. "Connecting to Harry Potter, Privet Drive..." the old lady said.

Privet Drive...

Harry Potter sat bored in his room at Privet Drive. He was looking at his disguised fireplace, watching the flames crackle. He used this to communicate with Sirius, Narcissa, Draco, Hermione, and Ron when his uncle wouldn't let him owl. Suddenly, the fires lit green and the old lady spoke, "Mr. Harry Potter, Privet Drive. Would you like to speak with Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy?" She asked suspiciously thinking that they were enemies.

"Yes, connect her to me. Thank you." Harry said.

He knew something was wrong. Even though he talks to his godmother three times a day, he knew something was wrong. (A/N: In the real ones, Sirius Black is Harry's godfather. So, I made Narcissa his godmother. I decided Lily and James picked their favorite Blacks. Narcissa wasn't married yet when Lily was. She was the Maid of Honor. Lucius was in the audience because he didn't want to participate in a Mudblood's wedding. He was forced to go by Narcissa. Also... Lily and Narcissa were best friends...)

After a few seconds, Narcissa's face lit up in the fireplace. "Hi, Harry." She said trying to keep calm.

"Hey, Aunt Cissy!" He said satisfied he had someone to talk to.

"I have to talk to you, Harry."

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, Harry! Well, it's the marriage..."

"What about it?"

"I deeply want to leave him!" She cried then started sobbing again.

"Calm down, Aunt Cissy. What exactly happened?" He asked concerned.

She stopped her crying a bit. "Well, he came home tonight and I-I was in our room sitting in my vanity. He comes to the room and asks why I didn't greet him, and I said I'm sorry. He doesn't accept it and threatened to give the Cruciatus Curse. I pleaded and pleaded and he says its disgraceful to have a pureblood wife who pleads. Then... then..." she started crying again.

"Then, what?"

"He gave me the curse, Harry! It's so painful to live with this person I call my husband for 14 years! I can't take it! I want to leave him, but I cant! I can't leave Draco, he's my everything..." she said crying.. again.

"I'm so sorry, Aunt Cissy. What can I do?"

"Do you want to come over tomorrow? Draco's outside in the pitch practicing Quidditch. You can practice with him. I can watch you both. It's much better than living in the dark manor."

"Sure! I'll owl you tomorrow. I'll travel by floo powder. Thanks, Aunt Cissy." he said happily and eagerly.

Your welcome, Harry! You made me happier!"

"Bye!"

Their conversation closed. Narcissa was much happier she could talk to someone. She liked talking to Draco, but she always wanted someone else. She didn't really want to talk to Bella, but Andromenda, her favorite sister. She had wanted to talk to her for so long. It's been more than a decade since Andromeda was thrown off the Black family tree by marrying a Muggle. They were forbidden to talk to each other. She went to the bathroom to have a shower, and get ready for tomorrow. She couldn't wait to have company tomorrow.

Ok I finally finished the first chapter! I hope you like the story. Please R&R! You could flame if you want. This is my first fanfic! Please review!

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