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She stared ahead silently, her insides having stopped hurting for a few minutes now. She swallowed, her amber eyes following the old scuffed lines in the wooden floor beneath her feet. She didn't want to think about anything right now. She just wanted to be left alone. There.
Eventually she sighed and closed her eyes, tilting her head back to rest it against the old wall of the Shrieking Shack behind her, opening her eyes to look up at the high ceiling.
He would not break her.
She would not stand for it… Ever.
She pushed herself from the wall and walked to the hallway, steeling herself to return to Malfoy Manor where she had no doubt Voldemort would be.
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Lucius felt a chill travel up his spine as he remembered the order given. The order that they were all to come and aid in the attack on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He sighed, looking out the window at the yard enclosed in enormous clean cut bushes, serving as privacy and fence to his property, not that it was even needed, no neighbours being around for miles on end.
It was then he saw her.
She walked up the front path towards Malfoy Manor, slower than usual, her head ducked down, but not against any cold. He had only been outside recently to get some air. It was far from cold out. Just a faint chill that served as no threat whatsoever.
But she had her shoulders slightly hunched, her head stooped down, her silvery hair covering her face from view… He knew, just by the way she held herself, something was bothering her.
He swallowed, glancing to his left, where his wife stood, speaking to one of the other girls who had come to stay in his grand manor… and he knew he could not deny his heart.
He turned away from the window, walking cane in hand and proceeded down the corridor, away from the window and towards the stairs.
Narcissa looked up, seeing him move and watched him go, a concerned and determined look on his face… and she knew.
She no longer held his heart… Not truly. She swallowed, staring at the empty place where he'd stood just moments before, only a few yards away from her, and then turned back to the young woman and nodded, resuming a talk with her.
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"He what..?" he hissed, looking at her incredulously.
She kept her gaze lowered, and shrugged. "You heard me… I will not say it again…"
He swallowed, and stared at her wide eyed. "I'll murder him…" he whispered between clenched teeth.
She laughed bitterly. "You will do no such thing… You're nothing but a coward when it comes to him," she said icily, moving to walk past him.
He clenched his jaw tightly and watched her pass by, Aaliyah's words feeling like daggers plugned into Lucius' heart… He then reached out and grasped her arm, pulling her back, earning a shocked gasp from the young woman, and held her firmly, looking at her.
"I am no coward…" he said, lowering his voice.
She stared up at him silently. "You are… you and I both know you are, especially with him… You fear him… You always have… You always will…"
He slowly loosened his hold on her arm, staring at her quietly, the cold grey wall close behind her only adding to the cold wall she was building up rapidly to keep him out.
He then stepped towards her, grasping her arm again, but this time pulled her to him and envolped her in his arms, his embrace firm and strong.
"A coward would never hold you if he knew The Dark Lord desired you…" he whispered in her ear, closing his eyes and resting his lips against her head gently, not letting her go.
Aaliyah looked over shoulder absently, her golden amber eyes staring straight ahead at nothing, her body unmoving in his arms.
He sighed, feeling no response from her, and slowly loosened his hold, but paused when he felt her bare fingers clutch at the back of his jacket, gently at first, and then more firmly.
He strengthened his hold and pulled her closer, one hand moving into her soft hair as he nose buried into his neck, her lips letting out a soft sigh.
"I'm sorry…" she whispered.
He shook his head. "You have nothing to apologize for…" he said quietly.
She opened her eyes, moving her head back and looked up at him. "Why do you continuously keep coming to aid me when my body and soul are hurting…? You know what I am… What I do…" she said quietly.
He looked at her and reached up, gently brushing away a pesky lock of hair on her cheek and then cupped it gently, looking into her eyes.
"Because regardless of those faults, I love you…"
She looked up at him, her frown softening, and her lips parting slightly, truly lost for words at his small admittance.
She then smirked. "He wouldn't be pleased to hear it…" she said quietly.
He smirked, looking down at her. "Not my concern…" he murmured, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.
She too, closed her eyes, and leaned her head up, returning the kiss, for the first time, returning the gesture with real emotion.
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Lucius lay on his side in the bed, the top few buttons of his shirt undone as he watched Aaliyah sleep next to him.
She had fallen straight to sleep as soon as he'd brought her inside, out from the cold and to his room to rest in quiet.
He knew he was falling deeper and deeper and deeper in love with her each time he looked at her. He'd completely fallen for her the instant he saw her… but it just kept growing more and more with time.
Now was no exception.
There was no malice or mischief in any part of her delicate looking face. Her lips were slightly parted while she breathed, her hand near her face, the other near the back of her head, her fingers delicately curled against the pillow as she slept on her front, her face turned in his direction and slightly ducked under the thick, warm blanket he had. She was perfect to him. No matter what she was doing or how she looked. She was his world now.
He reached out and gently brushed a lock of hair away from her nose where it had slid down to and fallen, smirking when she stirred, moving her face away from his hand.
She then opened her eyes and took a moment to focus, then looked up at him quietly.
He looked at her.
"Sleep well?" he asked quietly.
She closed her eyes and frowned slightly, nodding.
"My head hurts…" she murmured.
He frowned and lay down fully, sighing and reached out, gently running his fingers through her hair.
"Is there anything you want?"
She shook her head. "No… it is just because I slept at an odd hour… It happens…" she whispered.
He couldn't help but smile at such a… human trait she'd just exposed about herself.
He reached out, gently taking a bit of her hair in his hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it gently and affectionately. "Just relax… I won't let anyone come in here to bother you for however long you need," he said, looking into her eyes.
She looked up at him quietly and couldn't help the slight tug at the corner of her lip. "You're far too kind to me, Lucius… I doubt I deserve such treatment," she chuckled softly, moving to lay on her back with a relaxed sigh, her eyes closed again as she got comfortable.
He looked at her with interest in his eyes and leaned down, on hand coming to rest on the other side of her head on the pillow.
The of course, drew her attention and she opened her eyes, finding Lucius leaning over her. She quirked a brow and smirked faintly. "Yes?"
He smirked. "You're marvellous even while sleeping…" he breathed, leaning down to kiss her.
She returned the gesture and smirked more so when they parted. "Mmm…" was all she said.
'Mmm' was the only invite he needed as his smirk widened and he reached for her bustier.
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His crimson eyes stared ahead unblinkingly at the outside of Malfoy Manor.
He'd stated his power to her… forcefully shown her he was the sole power in their group… and then he'd lost her.
He gritted his teeth, narrowing his eyes slightly at the memory of seeing her, Lucius' hand so delicately cradling hers as they walked inside together, her head bowed, hiding those kiss swollen lips he had no doubt were there. And they'd disappeared into his room.
They had kept quiet, but eventually he'd heard as he'd passed by the room.
Filthy… disgusting…
Pleasure…
He shut his eyes, ignoring the pulsing in his temple, and dismissed those putrid thoughts. He was above those human methods of pleasure. He did not need them. He could survive without them… Easily.
Yes…
And yet he still wanted her.
All for himself.
He wanted to snuff out Lucius' life in an instant… But then everyone would know why he did it. Because he… Lord Voldemort himself, had feelings… Feelings for some half witch, half siren whore… No… Goddess… Never.
He snarled and turned away from the window, these horrid thoughts constantly boggling his mind proving to be a bother.
He wanted them gone.
He wanted them to stop.
He would ignore them
And he would ignore her.
Yes… From now on… he would never see her as anything more than nothing… He would not allow her to affect his reasoning and thoughts.
No one was allowed to do so…
Not anyone.
Especially not her…
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(( Aaaaaaand there you have it o.o Chapter 18 J I hope it was good :D Did you like all those emotions coming out to bite everyone in the arse? XD Ya, me too hahaha. Anyways J Off I go to finish my friend's birthday present because I'm going to her party tomorrow (good lord drunk people _ I'm going to leave in about two or three hours after the party starts LOL) I can't drink -w- it makes me ill, so being around drunk people is not my idea of fun lmao :P Anyways! Toodloo, please review and lemme know your thoughts J ))