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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: MC Mondays
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Resurrect Romance
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Chapter 10
Narcissa followed Lucius into Malfoy Manor. "I know your family probably wants to see you, but—" Narcissa put a hand on the back of his shoulder, stopping his words.
"It's okay. I can see them later. Right now, I want to be with you."
Lucius wore a smile when he turned around to look at her. "Those are the best words you've ever said to me."
Narcissa tilted her head and stared at him coyly from underneath her eyelashes. "Are you sure? Because I think I might be about to beat it."
Lucius waited.
She smiled, and her eyes became glued to his chest. "Lucius, I know I hurt you with my actions. Instead of talking to you, I ran away because I was wounded. Yes, my pride was injured, but it was more than that. The idea of you marrying another woman hurt me so much. I hadn't been ready to admit to myself how much I cared about you, but I am now." She paused and stared into his eyes, so he could read the utter seriousness in her gaze. "Lucius, I love you."
He cupped her cheek. "You're right. You've just outdone yourself with your words. Narcissa, I never thought I'd meet someone I would want to marry for love and not status. It isn't the way my family tends to do things, but I'm so grateful I can have you and know it's for the right reasons. I should have said this sooner, and maybe all of the heartache could have been avoided, but I won't make the same mistake twice. Narcissa, I love you."
She giggled. "That's a long explanation for just three little words."
"I'm not the only one with the big explanation, am I? Maybe I just copied you."
She pressed a kiss to his chin. "We belong together."
"Yes, yes, we do," Lucius murmured and leaned down, pressing his lips against hers with such intensity that Narcissa nearly swooned.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his passionate embrace, arching her body against his. Lucius' hands moved to her bottom and pressed her center against his need.
They broke away to gasp for air.
Lucius brushed some of Narcissa's blonde curls away from her face and admired her flushed features. "You're so beautiful."
"Will you still think I'm beautiful when I begin showing?"
Lucius nuzzled his nose against her neck. "I think you'll be even more beautiful." He pressed a kiss against her pulse point, and she whimpered.
She rubbed herself against him. "Take me to bed," she ordered.
"It will be my pleasure."
They almost ran to the bedroom and as soon as they were inside the beautifully furnished room, they fell onto the bed, hands and mouths hungry to touch and taste. And they didn't emerge from the room for hours, not until they were both completely satisfied.
X
They were sitting on the couch. Lucius was leaning back with Narcissa comfortably resting against his chest. His arms were secure around her.
They were in the middle of discussing their plans.
"We need to be married before the baby is born."
"People will know I got pregnant before marriage. Even if we get married this weekend, I'm too far along to explain it away as just an early labor."
"I don't care about that. I just want the baby to be born with my last name." He paused for a moment and thought about her words. "Do you care that people will know?"
"No, no, I mean, I know it's frowned upon to go to bed before marriage, but I enjoy the act, and I've never been ashamed of the part of me that enjoys sex. I'm not going to let people make me feel bad about something I'm not ashamed of. It's just, people might think badly of you for marrying used goods."
He hugged her tighter. "You're not used. Not to me."
"You know the society won't see it that way," Narcissa advised.
"I'm a should I care about what they think?"
Narcissa laughed. "And there's the famous Malfoy arrogance I've come to know and love."
He pressed a kiss to the side of her head. "I'll never get tired of hearing you use the word 'love' when you refer to me."
Narcissa opened her mouth to respond when the Floo flared to life in front of where they lounged, and an angry Abraxas Malfoy stormed out of the fireplace. "So, it's true," he spat at the sight of his only son with Narcissa.
"Josephine told me you were canceling the plans for a courtship with her, but I didn't want to believe you'd pass up a perfectly suitable Pure-blood witch as a wife. And now I find you here with her? I thought I'd made myself clear."
Lucius lightly pushed Narcissa away so he could stand up. "You did make yourself clear, but let me make myself clear. I am marrying Narcissa, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."
"I am your father and I can disown you from the Malfoy line," Abraxas threatened.
Lucius raised his eyebrows, unimpressed. "Really? I'm your only child. Who else would be your heir?" He shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Even if you meant it, I wouldn't change my mind. Not only do I love Narcissa, but she's also pregnant with my child, and I'm not going to abandon her or my son."
"Pregnant with your son, you say?"
Lucius stayed silent. Maybe Abraxas would come around more easily at the thought of having a grandson.
"Well, we can take care of that little problem quite easily with a useful spell I know." Abraxas tapped his wand.
Narcissa covered her stomach and Lucius almost snarled. "You come near either one of them, and Azkaban won't be enough of a threat to stop me!"
"You'll come to your senses," Abraxas said and walked out of the room.
Narcissa stayed seated. "You didn't tell him the truth about my bloodline.
Lucius didn't look away from the spot Abraxas once stood. "There are two reasons for that. Number one, it wouldn't have mattered to him because your last name is still Clearwater."
"And number two?"
He finally faced her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her to a standing position. "And number two is it's none of his business."
"Do you think he'll come to accept me?"
Lucius shrugged. "I don't know. Come on." He pulled her to the foyer and the door leading to the outside. "We should go see your family. I'm sure they're anxious to make sure you're okay."
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"Is this what you imagined it would be like?" Penelope asked.
Narcissa gazed at the mirror, her form-fitting dress doing nothing to hide the swell of her stomach. "Well, I certainly didn't imagine I'd be pregnant on my wedding day, but I could never regret it. I know Lucius is who I belong with."
"I just hope he doesn't hurt you."
Narcissa smiled at her sister even though she didn't tear her gaze away from her reflection. "He won't," she said knowingly.
X
Lucius and Narcissa enjoyed two months as husband and wife before she went into labor. A medi-witch came to the Manor because no Malfoy gave birth in a public hospital. It was almost twenty-four hours of pain and no matter how much magic there was, no one had invented a spell or potion to ease a witch's pair during labor.
When he was finally born and Narcissa looked at the beautiful face, she knew it had been worth it.
Lucius stared at his perfect son, awed.
"What is the name to put on the birth certificate?" the medi-witch asked, breaking the quiet moment."
Lucius and Narcissa shared a look.
Lucius answered, "Draco Lucian Malfoy."
"A perfect name for a perfect boy," Narcissa sleepily said.
Lucius pressed a light hand to her forehead. "Rest, Darling. Draco will still be here when you wake up."
Narcissa happily followed his orders, needing to sleep. For now, her job was done. Her son was born. Also, for now, her family was temporarily complete. Who knew what the future might bring? Maybe a second child. Maybe a third. She didn't know, but that was something to think about another day.
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Note: And I'm done. I hope you enjoyed the light-hearted (somewhat) Lucissa ditty.