Chapter Eighteen – Nurse

"Jack! Damn it, can't you do anything?!" Lucius snapped as he walked towards the kitchen. He moved around the dirty bowls on the counter; inspecting them to see if one was magically clean. When all were dirty he sighed in defeat. He grabbed one the bowls and wiped it with a towel before pouring some cereal inside of it.

"Why the hell are you yelling at me for," Jack snorted as he rolled on the couch, so he was now on his stomach.

"You were supposed to do the dishes five days ago," Lucius complained as he ate his dirty cereal.

"Usually you do it if I don't," Jack replied smoothly, "You have no one to blame but yourself."

Lucius growled before shoving a spoonful into his mouth. He swallowed it before adding bitterly, "Do I look like your mother?"

"You aren't fat enough," Jack replied lightly, "We've been over this."

Lucius let a small four letter word flow from his mouth before he picked up his wand. He swung it over to Jack and caused his friend to tumble onto the floor, "Do the dishes!"

"Jeez, Luc," Jack complained as he sat up on the floor, "I'll do them; there was no reason to do that."

"You made me mad," Lucius snapped as he threw his bowl towards the sink.

"You can't just do whatever you want because you're mad," Jack chortled, "I'm waiting for the moment you kill someone and you shout: 'I was mad'."

"Hardy har," Lucius joked as he moved into the small living room and grabbed his briefcase.

"You working again," Jack complained as he moved back onto the couch.

"I have to," Lucius snapped as he looked over a few pieces of parchment for the briefcase.

"Whatever," Jack replied, "Play hooky like me."

"You've been playing hooky for a week," Lucius said slowly. "Now if you don't have money for rent, then I'm kicking you out."

"Yeah right," Jack replied with a wave of his hand.

"I'm not going to help you pay for your date this Friday."

"No fair," Jack growled, "Damn, you don't play fair."

"I barely have enough to pay for Narcissa, so get over it," Lucius snapped as he shut his case.

As Jack grumbled his distaste for Lucius, a large eagle owl flew into their apartment through the open window. It dropped a letter into Lucius's open lap before returning the way it came.

"Isn't that your dad's?" Jack noticed as he watched the bird fly off.

"Yeah," Lucius hissed through his teeth before staring at the horrid piece of parchment. "He's left me alone for a long time now, what would he want?"

He ignored Jack's response as he tore open the seal. He unfolded the thick parchment before looking at the contents.

Lucius,

Your mother has become very ill. She is currently staying at St. Mungo's.

A. Malfoy

Lucius let the letter slip through his hands before standing up roughly on the floor. "Um, write my boss and say I'm sick."

Lucius left the apartment with that said. Jack stared after him before grabbing the letter.

"Damn it, I'm coming with," Jack c0mplained as he slipped on his shoes and grabbed his wand. He was soon out of the door.

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Lucius paced around the healer as he spoke to him. He was finding it incredibly hard to stay calm. Everything he said made no sense of all, but Lucius continued to nodded and pace around him.

"Mr. Malfoy, I know this is a lot to take in," the healer said sympathetically, "But we are doing everything we can for her. Right now the most important thing is figuring out what kind of poison was used on your mother."

"I don't understand how she was even poisoned," Lucius complained as he stopped his rough pacing.

"Your father said that she was alone for a week," the healer replied quietly.

"This isn't something she would do to herself," Lucius answered slowly.

"We are doing everything we can," the healer repeated, "Once she's awake we can determine how this happened."

Lucius let out a low groan before regaining his composure. "Where is Abraxas?"

The healer blinked at Lucius's harsh tone, "He had important business at the Ministry."

Lucius shook his head, "Can I see her?"

"Oh, of course," the healer replied as he led Lucius towards the small room. Lucius walked in without another word.

Lucius walked towards his mother's bed before stopping over it. He looked down at her and frowned. "I know you well enough to know you would not do this to yourself."

He let his whisper hang in the air before he sat down in the chair beside the hospital bed. He ran his fingers through his long hair as he looked down at his shoes. He knew that she wouldn't have done this to herself, but who would? Who would sink so low as to try and kill his mother?

She minded her own business and was polite to everyone she met. Yes, she was a little off, but she was afraid to talk out of turn. He had never witness once in his life when his father hit her. It was always him. He was the one to get all the abuse. Could his father turn it all on her?

That was impossible, his father wasn't that stupid. He could get away with hitting his own son, but his wife was another story. She had to be with him at all Ministry events and a bruised wife doesn't play well. But a son is supposed to be scrapped up from his adventures around his parents ground, from his Quidditch lessons, and from his discovers around his home. So did that mean that she did this to herself, to escape?

No, he would never believe this. His mother was braver than that. She would never take her own life. She was going to stick this life out until the end. His mother wasn't going to poison herself to escape. He seen her drink herself to oblivion, but she never put her body past that.

"What have you done to yourself?" Lucius whispered as he looked over to the bed.

"That's what we're hoping to find out," a husky voice replied from the doorway.

Lucius turned his eyes slowly and noticed the black haired beauty standing in the doorway.

"Mythica Windle?" Lucius mouthed slowly as she came waltzing in.

"It's me," Mythica smiled as she moved to the bedside. "I'm going to give your mother a potion, okay?"

Lucius blinked in confusion before nodding his head slowly.

"This must be a lot to take in," Mythica started as she administered the potion, "I really sorry for this happening, Lucius."

"Uh, thanks," Lucius shrugged before scratching the top of his head, "What are you doing here?"

"I work here," Mythica replied with a wide smile, "They assigned me as one of your mother's nurses."

"Oh, well, congratulations for become a nurse. I didn't know you wanted to do that," Lucius shrugged.

"It kind of called to me," Mythica said brightly, "We're friends aren't we, Lucius?"

"What?"

"Well, I just don't want this to be awkward for us," Mythica shrugged.

"What . . . of course we're friends," Lucius stuttered out, "After everything you did for me."

"So, no hard feelings," Mythica replied shyly.

"Of course not," Lucius answered as the door opened again.

"Dang, Luc," Jack breathed out, "I came as soon as I could. I had to write your boss first. He said everything was fine."

Lucius nodded at him and watched as Jack's eyes fell on Mythica. His brow formed into a glare and his hands folded roughly against his chest.

"I didn't know they let just anyone become a nurse," Jack snorted as he took in her appearance.

Mythica rolled her eyes before staring back at Lucius, "If you need anything you let me know."

"Has Cissy. He doesn't need you," Jack mumbled and her eyes snapped over to him.

She hissed lightly before storming passed the two of them.

"What is Windle doing here?" Jack asked annoyed, "Can this day get any worse?"

"She's my mother's nurse," Lucius shrugged as he looked back at his mother.

"Get a new one," Jack snorted.

"She's not going to do anything," Lucius laughed as he grabbed his mother's hand. "It's going to be fine."

"When we tell Cissy what do you think she'll say?"

Lucius smiled before shaking his head, "She's not threatened."

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"I can't believe someone would do that to her," Narcissa mumbled as they walked through the Hogsmade. "Do they have any idea?"

"She not awake yet," Lucius sighed as he tightened his grip on her hand.

"This is horrible," Narcissa replied as she stopped their pace and moved them over to a bench. "I wish I could be there with you."

"I would love that," Lucius admitted as he moved a piece of hair that was swimming in front of her face.

"Then I'll quit school right now," Narcissa laughed as she scooted closer to her boyfriend.

"Very funny," Lucius joked as he touched the tip of her nose. "You'll come home for Christmas break and you can sit with me in that hospital room all day."

"Fun," Narcissa laughed as she cuddled into his shoulder. "You have no idea how boring school is."

Lucius chuckled, "It can't be that bad."

"I never get to see you," Narcissa pouted as she kissed his neck lightly. "I feel so alone."

"You have Darlene," Lucius shrugged as she continued her nuzzling.

"There are things that I can't do with Darlene," Narcissa giggled before kissing his lips lightly.

"That's nice to here," Lucius agreed as he kissed her lips firmly.

"Malfoy, I thought your leaving would lend a better example to Miss Black," Professor McGonagall interrupted.

Lucius rolled his eyes as he pulled away from Narcissa. He let his eyes fall on the woman and glared at her. "I'm sorry she can't live up to your standards."

McGonagall rolled her eyes before strolling away from them.

"You shouldn't be so rude," Narcissa whispered before Lucius's lips were upon hers again.

Through each kiss Lucius mumbled to her, "She shouldn't . . . interrupt. She's just . . . jealous . . . that she has no one . . . to share this . . . with."

Finally he pulled away and she chuckled lightly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer, "Probably."

Narcissa brought him down to her lips again and kissed him fiercely. During the kiss he groaned and pulled away.

"What?"

"You look so cute like that," Lucius smiled as he looked at her wide eyes.

"You stopped," Narcissa complained, "I hate that!"

"I needed to tell you something," Lucius sighed as he moved out of her grip, "And I think you'll become upset."

"It can't be that bad," Narcissa laughed as she cuddled closer to him.

"But it is," Lucius sighed.

"How bad?"

"Windle bad."

Narcissa let her blue eyes glared at Lucius and her arms tightened around him, "What did she do?"

"She didn't do anything?"

"Oh Merlin, what did you do?!" Narcissa shrieked as her arms slipped away from him.

"What? No, no, no, Cissy," Lucius reassured as he wrapped his arms around her. "She's my mother's nurse, nothing more."

Narcissa let out a shaky breath, "Oh, well okay."

"Really?"

"Well we can't do anything about it," Narcissa shrugged, "And it doesn't sound like some weird plot to win you back."

"Exactly," Lucius breathed out, "There's noting going on."

Narcissa sighed breathlessly, "Lets forget about her."

"Already have," Lucius replied huskily as his lips formed around hers again.

A/N: I know it's been forever, but here it is . . . finally. So I wonder what Mythica is doing? What an evil little girl that's all I can say. And Lucius's mother is sick, who could've done that. Three guess and each could be correct.

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