Firstly I want to thank all of my reviewers on this story: witnessmyboredem, Jk, Fair Maiden, Jeni-nite, Jack Robinson, Maiden Most Unmeek, SupastarEden, X0Toxic-Envy0X, Vicky Harvey, and my beloved beta JadedNihilist I couldn't have done it without all of you behind me, even tho you might be angry with me for this chappie, I just really needed to end this, Ya know, move on to better stories.
Lucius dropped to his knees still holding the body of his beloved Narcissa, his love lay dead and the tears that he had so long denied started to fall. He clutched Narcissa's limp form tightly against his chest, feeling her warmth begin to fade.
His eyes locked on Draco who was on his knees staring in shock at what he'd done.
"I--I--I didn't--mean to Father," Draco stammered.
Lucius lifted the body of his wife onto the bed and called Debble and told the little elf to get a Medi-witch to her immediately. He grabbed Draco by the arms and told him to go watch the baby; that he would deal with this.
The Medi-witch arrived and her official record stated that Narcissa's death was by an unidentifiable cause. Lucius signed the slip of parchment, not having thought to wipe the tears from his face he let her take the body of his beloved Narcissa from his arms to prepare her for burial.
After she was gone he owled Crabbe Sr. and his wife to ask if they would come and take he baby, which they did happily, not realizing the darkness to come...
Lucius Apperated to Snape's secret hideaway and although he was greeted by a contemptuous smirk from the other wizard he ignored it asked for the most deadly poison that Snape could brew, it was given to him without question or regret.
When Lucius got back to the house it was quiet, entirely too quiet for his liking, he poured the poison into a glass with some of his favorite fire-whiskey and set it on the old oak table in the library and went to look for Draco.
He found his son laying in the spot he had been when he had killed his Mother, as though he could not bear to move from the spot he last saw her alive.
"GET UP! You and your sister will be all that is left of our line after tonight, watch over her. She is staying at the Crabbe household until you can provide for her." It was obvious to Draco that grief had warped Lucius' mind; he'd misjudged his father, but it was far too late for that kind of reasoning. It didn't seem possible that he could really have loved Mother, but he must have.
With that last remark to his only son Lucius went back to the library and locked the door behind him with a spell that would last as long as his heart was beating.
Lucius sat in his chair and wrote out on a large piece of parchment, I, Lucius Malfoy, being of sound mind leave the entirety of the Malfoy estate to my son and daughter to be divided evenly amongst them when she reaches maturity. I appoint my son, Draco, to be the sole guardian of my daughter with full digression as to her education and care until she reaches adulthood." He signed it in his immaculate script and pressed the Malfoy seal into the wax he'd dripped to fasten it closed.
Now his thoughts turned to his fair bride, Narcissa, and the tears came again this time they were accompanied by violent fits of shaking. After nearly an hour of this he picked up the fine crystal glass and looked at the deadly mixture in it, with a sigh he drank back the poisoned fire-whiskey and his world went black, he would never again feel pain.
LE FINIS...OR IS IT?
This story leaves room for a sequel...perhaps I will write it if you my precious reviewers will have it, thanks again, especially to Maiden most unmeek, our 5 hour Lucius chats are great, and to witnessmybordem you always reviewed no matter how bad it was.