Here's another chapter hope you all had a great holiday and had an awesome New Years.

Spencer woke up feeling some pain in between her legs but other than that she felt amazing. She rolled over in the bed and opened her eyes to see Lucius still asleep. Memories from last night came rushing back to her making her smile. She studied his face he was so relaxed unlike it was when she first met him. His eyes slowly opened and he looked at her.

"So..." She said as his hand ran up and down her arm. "You can explain now."

"When I was young I met a man named Voldemort he was a man who believed the same things I did at the time,"

"What was that?"

"That there should be no muggles in the world. I believed those things because my father instilled those thoughts in me as a child. So I followed this man devotedly whatever he told me to do I did just like all of his followers. He had control over me and my family. Then I realized what a mad man he was and that my family could be hurt if he succeeded in mission. There was this war and he lost my family was sent to trial and I received the harshest punishment out of them and ended up imprisoned in this house for the last year."

It was so hard for her to wrap her mind around all of this she didn't really know what to say.

"I was imprisoned once," Lucius looked at her and raised an eyebrow in question. "My mother tried to institutionalize me,"

"If I may, for what?"

"Post traumatic stress from almost drowning in a surf accident and an eating disorder, I didn't have either. But she tried to put me in an institution so she could get me out of her life so she could live with her perfect family."

"I don't think anyone could be more perfect than you," He said with a smirk.

"You're full of shit," She giggled.

"So why does your mother prefer her as you say perfect family?"

"Because when she had me she was nineteen and she had to marry my father. When I was thirteen they divorced and she left us. The next time I talked to her she was married and had a step daughter that was prettier than me and who was almost a clone of my mother. They shopped together, worked out together, went and watched movies together you know everything she didn't do with me. Then I ran out of the mall one day after Jessica was being a bitch and came back to the house at dark the front lights were off so I went around to the back yard to get in the back door and saw that they were eating dinner like nothing happened. So I got mad and threw a rock through the window and almost hit Jessica in the head but it went an inch to the left so she sent me away for a day but they called my dad and he came to get me I haven't even heard from my mom since."

"I'm sorry," It was the first time he'd said those words and meant them. Even though he felt sorry for her he envied her, Spencer's life had been so tragic she had a mother who wanted nothing to do with her, a friend who'd been missing and was probably dead, and she'd almost died herself yet she'd somehow found a way to find the good in everything she saw.

"You don't have to be sorry I have a better life without her if she doesn't want me in her life it's her loss," Spencer said stretching winching at the pain in between her legs.

"Here I've got something for that," He said reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing a small vile. Lucius handed it to her and she gave him a confused look. "Trust me it'll help." She opened it and drank it quickly.

"Thank you,"

Spencer immediately felt better as she laid her head on his perfect chest. Lucius had never felt more content than in that moment. There were no words needed the silence they had was perfect. After a while she sat up.

"I'm going to take a shower," She said getting up. Lucius looked at her as she disappeared into his bathroom. She had just started the water and stepped under it.

Lucius was sitting in a chair wearing nothing but a robe looking out the window when she walked back into the room. Spencer came up behind the chair and wrapped her arms around him setting her chin on his head. He brought his hand up to hers and held it. Spencer soon walked around and sat on his lap. Lucius couldn't help but notice how perfect she looked; her wet hair was up with a clip, she was clad in a towel. He couldn't help but notice the little discolorations in her skin that were no doubt scars. His hand ran over the bigger ones on her upper thigh, how didn't he notice those last night. Spencer tensed under his touch.

"You're wondering what happened," She said.

"No," He guessed what happened and he was probably accurate. Spencer was lost in thought as she looked out the window. She studied his wrist it had a faded tattoo of a skull with a snake around it. "It was his mark."

"Voldemort's?"

"Yes,"

Spencer knew that he changed and loved the man she knew now but she didn't know if she could ever accept his past.

"I just remembered something," She said staring out the window.

"What?"

"It's Christmas,"

Lucius thought for a moment before realizing she was right.

"So it is, well then we'll have to do something tonight."

"Like what?"

"I'll think of something,"

Spencer got up and went to the library. She spent a long time reading about spells and potions. Once she realized the sun was setting she got up and went into her room to find a note.

There's something for you to wear in the closet.

She smiled and looked in the closet. Her jaw dropped it was a dress she'd been coveting for years. Spencer pulled it out and looked at it. It was just as beautiful as she remembered it. It was a long flowing bright electric blue with one sleeve and a black waist corset. She remembered when she first saw it.

Jessica and her mother had dragged her to the local mall one day and they had left her to go look in a store looking at designer clothes. Spencer was walking down the mall being followed by security since she'd just gotten in trouble for trying skateboard down the escalator a few days ago. She was walking by shops looking through the windows for something at peaked her interest. Something caught her eye and she whipped her head around to look at it.

In the window of a dress boutique on a mannequin was the most beautiful dress she'd ever seen. Spencer had to try it on. She walked in and walked up to the girl at the counter.

"Hello may I help you?"

"Yeh, um... can I try on that dress in the window?"

"No problem, let me guess you're a size two?"

"No size four,"

"Alright I think I should bring you a two anyway it's the only and I think it'll fit you."

"Thanks,"

She got into the fitting room and tried on the size four it was two big. Once she slipped into the other dress she looked at her reflection. It fit like a glove. Spencer stepped outside to look in the other mirror it looked amazing on her.

"Wow that dress had to be made for you,"

"Really, ya think?"

"I'm positive you look fantastic,"

Once she changed into her normal clothes and walked out saw her mother and Jessica walking into the store.

"Spencer what are you doing in here?" Her mother said.

"Oh she must've got my text that I wanted her to hold that dress for me."

"What I didn't get a text,"

"Well I sent one," Jessica said taking the dress out of her hand and walked into the dressing room. Spencer listened and heard a distinct rip in the dressing room. "Damn Spence can you be a dear and get me a size four?"

"Go to hell!" She screamed before running out of the store and mall tears hot in her eyes.

Spencer put it on and it fit like the day she tried it on. She grabbed some black shoes out of the closet and slipped them on. These were the only heels she'd ever worn that didn't hurt the first second she put them on. Spencer pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail and put on mascara. It was the perfect look for this dress.

She stood up and walked down the hallway and down the stairs to see Lucius standing there in perfectly tailored robes his long hair was pulled back into a low pony tail and he was smiling at her. She smiled back at him before walking over to him and giving him a kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for the dress how did you know?"

"I saw you wearing it in a dream last night and it looked ravishing on you so I had Tabby run out and get it."

"Really that's insane it was like three hundred dollars in Cali."

"Three hundred isn't that much pet."

"Right," She said blushing. "I forgot your rich."

"Come," He said holding out his arm to her she took it and he led her to a ball room. It was so amazing. "Do you want to dance?"

"Sure what the hell," He smiled at the way she was so true to herself at first he didn't like how honest she was but now he loved it and couldn't imagine her being anything other than that. He took her hand in his and placed the other on her waist. They started to sway back and forth for a while before she laid her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you,"

"For what,"

"This, it's amazing it feels like the prom I never got." He looked at her questioningly. "Sorry prom is a muggle thing where you dress up nice do your hair and makeup, go with a date and dance all night to shitty music and eat shitty food. I was elected prom queen for some reason but I didn't go."

"Why not?"

"Because my evil step sister nominated me and I didn't want a repeat of Carrie."

"I don't know what Carrie is,"

"It's a book about an unpopular girl with telekinesis and she went to prom was nominated for prom queen and won then some assholes dump pig blood on her and she goes insane and starts killing everyone."

"Sounds interesting,"

"I have a copy in my backpack you should read it sometime."

"Maybe I will,"

Well that's it for now. Next chapter will be up soon.