"DEBBLE!" The small house elf appeared instantly.
"How might Debble be serving you my master?"
"Where is Narcissa?" Lucius demanded.
"Mistress is in the Library Master," the little elf said with a steady voice in spite of his shaking limbs.
Lucius stood causing the little elf to scamper back a few steps, he then walked briskly up the winding staircase that led into the center of the library and stopped silent at the top scanning the large room for Narcissa.
After scanning for a fair amount of time he found her curled up in a corner of the room with a book in her lap sleeping soundly. He walked quietly over to her and removed the book from her lap, reading the cover silently: Magic Uses for Pregnancy. Lucius smiled inwardly and placed the book on a nearby table. Bending over to pick his wife up off of the floor, he lifted her carefully in his arms and took her into their luxurious bedroom and placing her among the black silk sheets and soft pillows.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway and stopped at the open door.
"What is it Draco?"
"I know what you're doing to her, and I don't like it!"
"Do you truly believe that I care what you think Draco?"
"You should, because I will be your downfall, mark my words Father, you will die at my hands!"
"Is that so? We will see Draco, but I would hate to have to kill you." Draco repressed a chill at the bitter tone of his father's words.
"The time will come Father," he said with more determination and with that Draco was gone.
Narcissa's eyes fluttered open and locked on Lucius. "Lucius...I..."
"Did you find a spell, Narcissa?"
"Sort of, I went to the mediwitch this morning"
"And...?"
"She was able to fix the problem, but I..."
"You what?"
"I don't think this is a good idea Lucius."
"I don't care! I'm a Malfoy and I get what I want! And don't tell me that you don't want this, I've read that ratty old book you call a diary."
Narcissa decided that the stone floor was incredibly interesting at that moment.
"Why are you fighting me on this Narcissa?"
"I'm worried about Draco, I think he has enough hatred towards you that he might harm the baby to hurt you."
"I think he is more likely to directly attack me; he is very much on your side, he wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you."
"You don't think it would hurt me if he was to try to kill you Lucius? He's not in his right mind right now! I don't think he is even thinking about consequences right now Lucius! Don't you see that?"
"I'll deal with him later," Lucius promised.
"Promise me that you won't kill him Lucius!" she pleaded with him.
"I'll try not to," he said, but she could not tell if his words were sincere.
"Promise me Lucius!" Narcissia insisted, grabbing his face to look into his eyes.
"I promise I won't kill him," she was still not sure that he meant what he'd said, but she decided not to press the matter further.
"Thank you Lucius" She hoped that her tone would convey that she'd chosen to believe his promise.