Chapter 28 - The New Era
"How was it at your mother's house?" asked Lucius at dinner that night. Narcissa shrugged
"Depressing, very depressing" she said
"Why does she lie in bed all day Mummy?" asked Draco
"She's not well" answered Lucius
"Oh she's fine" said Narcissa "She just thinks she's ill"
"Why does Grandmother think she's ill?" Draco asked
"I don't know Draco" said Narcissa "Perhaps she is ill but not of bodily illness…perhaps she is ill in the head" she continued laughing. Lucius placed his knife down rather loudly. Narcissa looked up at him. He was wearing a strange expression Narcissa had rarely seen before. "Is there something the matter Lucius?" she asked
Lucius swallowed
"No nothing Narcissa, I…uh…I just remembered something at work I forgot to do" he stated hesitantly. Narcissa frowned; Lucius smirked and continued to eat.
The rest of the meal finished in silence.
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Narcissa had just said goodnight to Draco, she dimmed his bedroom candles with her wand and was making her way out of the bedroom, closing the door slowly. She turned to walk away when she realised Lucius was standing right behind her while she had been shutting the door.
"Oh sorry" she said in a hushed voice, she tried to slip past him, but she felt her self be forced back. She looked down, Lucius had wrapped him arm around the front of her waist. Narcissa frowned and looked up at him "What's wrong?" she asked. Lucius smirked at her.
"Nothing" he said shaking his head. His arm dropped from her waist Narcissa rolled her eyes and laughed.
She continued to walk along the corridor, her mind on trivial things. Narcissa realised she was being followed,
"Lucius what-"
Lucius pulled her in by her arm towards him, her lips suddenly pressed up against his. Her heart flipped; her eyes wide with shock, intense vibrations shivered down her back. They separated slowly.
"What is this?" she asked smiling, their face inches apart. He made no reply but smirked almost proudly. She twisted her arms over his shoulders and around his neck. One of Lucius' hands gripped around the small of her back, his other hand snaked up to her hair piece. He unclipped it, allowing the blonde waves to swish down over his hands. He pulled her back to his lips, they kissed passionately, Narcissa thought her heart was going to burst out of her chest. She should not have been letting him kiss her, after all the cruelty and harshness…but she could not resist him. He was her fatal attraction.
The kisses were becoming hotter and more passionate; Narcissa felt his tongue explore her mouth, then leaving it, the kisses trailed over to her ear and down her neck. She giggled with delight. Lucius pushed her up against the wall, he slipped his hand down her slim body, his hands sliding down leg, he hooked his hand under her knee and pulled her leg up. She leaned against the wall; her breath was shallow as she looked into his grey eyes.
"Lucius…what is this?" she asked again
"You were so brave today" he whispered
"I was?"
"Going back to your mother, you did the right thing and yet you had wished not to go. All the memories of your past must have come back"
"Yes they did…but Lucius…I…" she giggled. He smirked; they leaned towards each other and kissed again. Narcissa slid her hand across the wall; she fiddled to find the door handle to her room. She felt it swung open. Lucius looked over at the now open door curiously, he then looked back at Narcissa, who grinned and shrugged.
Lucius let go of her leg, and stepped back, he took her hand and kissed it, he then gestured towards the door. Narcissa raised her head haughtily and led the way in to the room.
Lucius and Narcissa stood cheek to cheek, he very suddenly dipped down and hooked one arm under her legs and her back in the other; he carried her towards the bed like a prince carries his princess. He lay her down on the soft, cushiony mattress, and kissed her lips. Narcissa, thinking with only her heart, began to tug at his black robes, pulling them swiftly of his shoulders; he pulled off his cravat, his hands getting caught as they fumbled over the fabric. Lucius ran his other hand over her slight figure; his fingers slipping up her silk skirt and unclipping the girdle and stocking.
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She lay before him, naked, but more beautiful than she could ever appear with make up and ball gowns. Her pale delicate body was almost the same colour as the sheets of the duvet. He looked at the beautiful woman underneath him. Her blue eyes were sparkling with faint hints of emerald green, her breathing shallow. Her red mouth opened slightly. That was it. The lust he felt had met its climax.
He plunged his kisses deep into her mouth as she moaned in ecstasy.
"Lucius" she whispered in between kisses. When they had last made love there had been no passion, he had simply done what he had to and they were left in an awkward silence, while he listened to her whimper with tears. As if he had raped her. That drove him mad. Then he would hit her.
No more.
As he looked down at the blonde hair fanned out on the pillow, he knew that no other woman could ever satisfy him. Not because of her beauty, but because of her loyalty. She had run away, she had fallen in love with someone else. Yet here she was…making love with him.
Women like Narcissa did not come every day.
"Take me now" she moaned breathily closing her eyes and arching her back.
They joined as one person.
In the passion of lust,
Love
And a new era.