Narcissa sat in a comfy chair by the fire in the Slytherin common room, reading a book. She could hear the other Slytherin housemates talking about a dance that was coming up to celebrate the winter solstice, but didn't care. She had no intention of going with anyone, preferring the idea of dancing by herself. Surely, there would be some girl friends that would be willing to dance with her once the dance started - it was just the boys she was worried about.

The young witch sighed and turned a page in her book, her eyes drinking in each word. Then the book was suddenly pulled out of her hands. Narcissa looked up to see that Lucius Malfoy was standing in front of her with the book in hand. Color flooded Narcissa's face as her eyes met the cool gaze of the person that all the Slytherin girls called "Luscious Lucius". This was the first time that he'd even turned his attention to her.

"What are you reading?" Lucius asked, turning the book over in his hand. His face wrinkled up in disgust when he saw the title. "A history of magic book? Since when are you interested in history, Narcissa?"

He said my name! "Well, it's more interesting than hearing about your conquests," Narcissa shot back, ready to put up a stand. She stood up and took the book from him. "Honestly, you're some kind of man-whore."

She moved to walk around him, but he stepped in her path with a hand over his heart. "You wound me," Lucius said with a frown. "I am no man-whore."

"Let's see, you've slept with almost all the Slytherin female population…not the first through third years though…and you keep coming back for more." Narcissa smiled slightly. "You are the definition of a man-whore, Casanova."

Lucius' eyes narrowed. "What do you mean 'almost all'?"

"Well, you haven't slept with Bellatrix and you haven't slept with me. But don't think you'll get the chance with either of us," Narcissa said, meeting his gaze with a defiant gleam in her eyes. "We just aren't interested in you and your slutty ways."

Again, she made to walk around him, but he caught her across the chest by throwing out an arm. Narcissa made an impatient noise and looked at him once more. His eyes were softer as he looked at her and Narcissa thought she could hear his cold heart start to melt.

"Narcissa," he said quietly.

"Lucius," Narcissa smiled up at him. "There. Now that we know each other's names, let me go."

Lucius didn't let her go, choosing instead to keep looking at her like she was someone strange and vaguely interesting. Narcissa felt her heart start to race as she waited for Lucius' next move, ready to counter it with her own.

"Would you care to come to the winter solstice dance with me?" Lucius asked, his eyes searching hers.

"Why? So you can parade me around like you've been doing to all the other Slytherin girls? I think not, Malfoy."

Narcissa pushed his arm aside and walked towards the common room's door, stepping through it. She could hear Lucius follow her after a moment, but did not stop to look back or to let him catch up to her. If he wanted to get anywhere with her, he had to fight to earn it.

"Narcissa," Lucius began, taking longer strides to keep up with hers. "I would never parade you around like the other girls…They weren't –"

"Weren't what? Good in bed? Pretty enough to keep on your arm for more than a few days before you threw them aside for someone else?" Narcissa glanced over at him. "And yet, for some reason, they all still love you…and you couldn't care less."

Lucius stepped in front of her, blocking her path up the stairs from the dungeon level in which the Slytherin house was located. "I didn't make them love me."

"Yes, you did. You seduced those poor girls and they fell hopelessly in love with you."

"I don't love them."

"That's an obvious fact." She brushed her hair back out of her face and frowned at him. "I won't be like them."

Lucius reached out a hand and touched her face. Narcissa kept her guard up though she wanted to melt at the gentle caress. She couldn't let him win. Not so soon.

"Narcissa Black…I don't want you to be like the other girls I've been with. I see you as something more."

"That's because you can't figure out why I haven't taken you into bed yet," Narcissa stated, swatting aside his hand though she wanted to grab onto it and hold it forever. "I'm afraid you're not going to get anywhere with fancy words that you've used on the others. I'm not a sloppy second – or however many people you had to go through to get to me."

The wizard looked at her. "I can't explain away my actions of the past…It's true that I've slept around and have broken many girls' hearts over my years here at Hogwarts, but no more. I want to think about the future where I'll have a family with a beautiful woman and many platinum blonde children…" A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "I want you to be in my future, Narcissa…You and no one else."

Narcissa smirked at him, trying to not show her interest in him. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and pretended to think about it. "We'll see how the future plays out after the winter solstice dance." She held up a finger. "Don't expect any carnal acts of physical passion until I get a ring on my finger, Lucius Malfoy. And I expect you to be waiting for me in the common room in a week, promptly at eight o'clock, for the dance. Understand?"

Lucius nodded and let her walk around him. She smiled once she was out of the dungeon level and leaned against the wall with a dreamy sigh. She had done it. She had gotten a dance date with the Lucius Malfoy...

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A/N: So there you have it. A Lucius/Narcissa shipping. I thank you all for your support and ideas. This helps me get my writing energies moving so I can work on my longer fanfics, so keep the head canon ships coming. And don't forget to review! I crave reviews even flames, so flame on! ~ Scarlet