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Chapter 27

"Wrapped so Pretty"

Narcissa's chest was so tight that she had to gasp for breath as she race along the long and narrow hall, and crashed into a corner, misjudging its distance. She finally came to the arched entrance that lead onto one of the turret's of the castle, quickly she devoured the stairs, her ankles became tangled in the skirts of her dress and she tripped.

At last she found her way to the top and closed herself away. This was her favorite room. It held her writing desk, her quills, books and out dated copies she had written of Martin The Mad Muggle.

She had been hoping to release a new edition before long. Tears clung to her eyes but they would not fall. She wiped them away. She knew what he wanted from her. He wanted her to open her veins again and bleed with love for him the way she once had. Bleed with love that would always be shoved away, and cursed for showing its ugly face.

She struggled for breath and remembered that she'd learned her lesson years ago, when she'd been naïve and ignorant, utterly convinced that love could conquer the enormous gap between them. Two weeks after she had told him she was with child - Draco had only been eleven months old, and her innocence had been murdered along with the innocent life.

She should have seen it coming, but of course she hadn't. When she told Lucius she was pregnant again, she bubbled over with happiness even though Draco wasn't yet a year old.

Lucius sat frozen on the bedside as she babbled on.

"Just think, Lu! Another sweet little baby! I so hope it is a girl don't you? Oh, I'd love to have a little girl! But a boy might be more suitable so that little Draco could have someone to play with other than house elves."

When his expression didn't change, she then started to get scared. "I know it may seem a bit too soon, but just think of how we love Draco, and we'll be real careful from now on. Tell me you're happy about the new baby, Lu. Tell me you are."

But he hadn't said anything; he just walked out of the room, leaving her alone and frightened . She had sat for hours in the dark after putting their son to bed. Finally he had returned. He didn't say a word. And he smelled of wine. He pulled her into the bed and made love to her with a wildness that had driven away her fear.

Two weeks later, while he had been on a mission for The Dark Lord, her mother-in-law had come to see her and Draco. Mildred Malfoy had come to tell her that Lu didn't love her and wanted a divorce. She said he only felt honor-bound to stay by her. Mildred held out a tiny glass vial. If Narcissa truly loved him, Mildred said, she would take it.

"What is it?" she asked the older witch.

"The water within it is cursed, it shall rid you of that child. Drink it all, my Lucius is a very important man you silly girl. He doesn't have time to sit about and play house with you. You Black's are nearly as bad as those Weasley's. Multiplying faster than gnomes."

Narcissa hadn't believed her. Lu would never ask for a divorce, he would never want to murder their unborn child. He loved her. Didn't she see the evidence every night in their bed?

When he finally arrived home from his departure, their world had been flooded with news of the Potter's death, and she only prayed that her Lu took no part in it. He had told her that The Dark Lord had been destroyed somehow, when he attacked the baby Harry. He told her that the Ministry wanted her sister Bellatrix for use of an unforgivable curse. She then told him of his mother's visit, and expected him to become angry about the things she had wanted her to believe, and furious about thing she had wanted her to do. Only he wasn't.

"What's the use of talking about it anymore, you didn't drink it did you?"

"No Lu, I threw it out. You'd never ask that of me, would you?" she asked.

"It's over, what's done is done. My mother just has her own way of helping, besides the baby is on the way now, forget about it. "

Her rose colored world shattered at her feet. Everything had been an illusion. Just because he loved to have sex with her didn't mean he loved her. And just because she believed he could do no harm, didn't mean he had not taken part in the rumors that came with the Potter's death. How could she have been so blind? Who had she chosen for a husband?

Two days later, his mother came for another visit. She was a fire-breathing dragon, dressed head to toe in slytherin green, demanding that Narcissa set her son free. Blacks were a load of ignorant's, uneducated, a disgrace to their family name! She would only ruin him with the stories of her deranged sister.

Everything that Mildred said was true, but as much as Narcissa loved Lucius, she knew she knew she wasn't going to let him go. On her own maybe she could have managed, but her child needed a father, and she would never hand Draco over to anyone, not as long as she drew breath.

She found some hidden reservoir of strength, with her son crying for her, she abandoned him while she went to retrieve the vial of cursed water Mildred had given her. She returned quickly, stood before the witch and downed all of it in one swallow. She found the courage to defy his mother. "If I'm not good enough for him, then you'd better fix me up so that I am. My son needs me and I need Lu. So I'm not going anywhere."

It hadn't happened easily, but gradually the women had formed a fragile alliance. She accepted Mildred Malfoy's guidance in everything: how to talk, how to walk, how to accept the life of a death eaters wife, ways of the dark arts.

While Draco played at her feet she devoured books on dark magic. Exchanged baby-sitting with other death eater's wives, so that she could sneak into lecture halls and lose herself in things that she soon began to love that had nothing to do with Dark Magic. History, literature, poetry and other things that shaped her into the high-class witch her husband so longed for.

Lucius soon became a very powerful figure in their world. Where she had once been hidden away, he now wanted her by his side all the time. When ever she discovered she was with child she would pay a visit to his mother, and remedy the situation. She had been forced to accept that it was her duty, to look out for his best interest before her own. It was her dark secret, he was to never know of all the innocent lives she'd ended for the sake of love.

The years passed and she found contentment with her only son. She loved her husband with all her heart and he loved her back. Then he returned. Voldemort. And with the months that followed after his rise, her Lu had changed so drastically she felt she would lose his love. He wounded her in so many countless ways she sometimes felt as if she were slowly bleeding to death. She didn't understand, she had become everything he wanted.

The trouble was that he now needed what she would never give, not ever, not to any man. Living or unliving … Now he needed Draco, her baby, her only living child. She secretly formed an alliance with the Order. Her love, for Lucius, was no more. Not even her sister was aware that she sided with Dumbledore, and secretly played her part to set in motion the destruction of Voldemort.