Narcissa Malfoy, cross-legged, in the ridiculously large armchair by the fire. In one hand she held aloft a battered copy of 'Potentially Poisonous Potions and how to brew them' (A favourite book from when she was a child) whilst in the other she clutched a mug of cold coffee. Narcissa had taken to drinking stupid amounts of the stuff as it made her feel light headed and curiously breezy…not that she needed it now, what with both Lucius and Draco away.

She didn't really know whether that was something to be happy about or not. Ah well, the beans would reveal all in due course.

Suddenly, the front door slammed and Narcissa heard Lucius' voice, raised and angry,

"Get up stairs now! I will not tell you again!"

"But Papa…" Came a smaller voice, which was silenced by a sharp smack, resulting in a yelp,

"Now, Draco!" Narcissa stood up quickly, slightly surprised. Draco was supposed to be at school…so was Lucius for that matter.

She glided over to the door of the drawing room and peered timidly out into the hall.

Lucius was there, removing his gloves and travelling cloak, a strong air of frustration about him. A small boy was there also, leaning against the wall, a hand held up to his face. Then he looked up and saw Narcissa watching him,

"Mama!" He ran up to her and put his small arms around her slim waist, pressing the cool satin to his stinging cheek.

Narcissa, unaccustomed to such affection from her son and not sure how to react, looked to Lucius for guidance.

Lucius came over, Draco's miniature robe slung carelessly over his arm and hauled the little boy off her, causing Draco to stumble back, eyes flicking about nervously.

"What did I just say?" Lucius demanded, eyes blazing,

" 'Get upstairs now I will not tell you again.'" Draco quoted in monotone. He wanted to put his thumb in his mouth, that made him feel safe but he knew that that would make Papa even crosser, which would not be a good thing to do. Oh no!

He wished he was with Uncle Sev'rus, he let Draco suck his thumb.

"Then why are you not doing it?" Came his father's impatient voice. Draco put a hand up to the wall to steady himself,

"Because…because..I wanted to say 'Hello' to Mama." He replied uncertainly. Lucius snorted,

"Don't be ridiculous, Draco." Draco frowned,

"Please, Papa, I'm not. I just…" This earned him another smack

"Upstairs, NOW!" Draco glared at him resentfully, lip trembling, clearly on the verge of tears then spun around and ran from the room.

When Draco had left, Lucius collapsed into the nearest chair,

"Bloody Hell!" Narcissa sat down next to him, lighting a cigarette,

"What happened, Darling?" She enquired sympathetically, inhaling the smoke deeply,

"Isn't it obvious?" Lucius snapped, plucking the fag out of her hand, "The boy got turned into a six year old and the muggle-loving coot put a translating charm on him." He took a drag of the burning paper and coughed, "I thought I told you to quit? Smoking's a disgusting habit." Narcissa pulled a face, thinking,

'Look who's talking!' "I did. But it didn't really work and then I got hooked on caffeine as well. Besides, it was you that got me to start smoking in the first place." Lucius grinned,

"That was funny."

"Oh sure! Terribly funny!" She poked him in the ear with a long fingernail, "So don't you lecture me on smoking, Mr. Puff." Lucius gave her a weird look, then reached into his pocket and drew out a small container. Handing it to her, he said,

"Tell me what you think it is?" Narcissa looked at him suspiciously,

"It's not drugs is it?" Lucius put on a mock sincere face,

"I promise I will never get you addicted to anything without your consent again."

"Fine" She uncorked the bottle and sniffed it warily. Narcissa coughed as a strong smell of jasmine tea collided with her sensitive nose, "Definitely De-ageing potion." She concluded, "You think someone spiked Draco?"

"No. I found it in his pocket. I think the idiot took it himself." Suddenly, Narcissa started to giggle. Lucius blinked,

"What could possibly be funny?"

"I'm sorry…too much…coffee." She fell of the chair onto the floor, still laughing hysterically,

"Cissa?"

"Mmm?"

"Your parrot has just died." She looked at him for a moment, her eyes wide and surprised, then burst into tears.

"Blood Hell!" He shook her by the shoulders, "Snap out of it! Far god sake, woman, you don't even have an effing parrot!" Unfortunately, this just proceeded to make her worse.

So, Lucius gave his wife contemptuous look before storming from the room.

He had to…'Prepare' himself.

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ahem I have deleted the 'other' chpter, (thanx for pointing that out!)

Here's the link to the 'Latin' story i was talking about- http/ another fic that really made me laugh- http/ from Draco and the team (Not Lucius) to... TobiasHawk13, Timemage0955 and Sapphirefox.

Loads of Love Lilyxxx