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Breaking Traditions-Part 19:

Lucius and Narcissa were wrapped under a blanket, tangled with sweaty bodies and just enjoying the time they had with each other unaware that a visitor had arrived at Malfoy Manor. The two kissed each other, hands roaming bodies.

"This was much needed," Narcissa said softly, "even if we didn't mean it to happen," she said as he kissed him softly, hands tangling in hair as she kissed him.

They were so deep in themselves that they didn't hear the footsteps coming closer or heels clicking against the floor as the visitor approached the parlor.

"Well this a sight I never thought I'd see… especially in here," came Priscilla's voice. Lucius sat up and Narcissa gasped as she hurried to make sure that she was covered, "I'll go and find an elf to bring us some tea," she said before leaving the couple to get dressed.

"So maybe apparating to the bedroom or locking the door would be a much better idea," Narcissa said as she used her wand to sort her hair out before sitting down on the sofa once more.

"I wasn't expecting mother to appear like that, but, then again, she is living with us currently and probably still thought I was with the Greengrasses," Lucius said before greeting his mother as she walked back into the room, "sorry about that mother. We got a little carried away," he said.

"Nothing to be sorry for. That is something I feared had been lost from the marriage, but it appears that it remains," Priscilla said as she smiled at them and sat down in the chair close to the sofa the couple now occupied.

"I'm guessing that things went well with the Greengrasses," Priscilla said as she poured tea for everyone.

"Yes and we need to amend a few things in the adoption papers," Lucius said, "you and father and Cygnus are already named as guardians if anything happens to us and Draco is under 17 and Draco and Astoria if they are over 17 but if something happens and we all go and Draco isn't 17 then Rosalie could be lost."

"That wouldn't happen. We'd never risk that…"

"But you don't know," Lucius said, "Harold and Helena have said if the worst should happen then they will become guardians until Draco is able to. Rosa's future and not letting her end up in the system again has to be secured."

Priscilla remained silent as she processed the words that had just been said and, eventually, she nodded and smiled,

"Yes. She cannot end up back in the system. I can see why you would want to do that to save Rosalie if anything should happen," she said sipping her tea.

"We don't want to think like that but neither do we want her going back into the system," Narcissa said softly, "it would be too hard to imagine her back in the system really. She's going to be a Malfoy and that is what she should always be."

Silence fell as the three finished their first cups of tea before Priscilla poured them some more.

"Narcissa don't worry about what I saw when I walked in on you two. I saw nothing of you and I've seen it all before Lucius," the elder Malfoy smirked before noticing Narcissa blushing as she did when she felt embarrassed, "nothing to be blushing over Narcissa darling. I am a woman after all."

"I wasn't thinking so much about that. I was thinking about if and when my mother will come around. I thought I'd almost got through to her the other day and then she argued with father and then went to France for a few days," Narcissa said as she looked at Lucius.

"That day when all the parents were together and your father asked for the talk outside that we all heard?" he asked and Narcissa nodded,

"Yes… then," she sighed as she looked, "it appears that no matter what happens she may always be against us for whatever reason and I just cannot stand the thought of our little girl not being loved at all. She must be loved."

It was that moment when Druella's resistance finally broke Narcissa and she fell against Lucius as she sobbed softly and then she felt two sets of arms around her, calming her down as she realized that Priscilla was the other side of her.

"Don't cry tears over her Cissa," Priscilla said softly, "she's really not worth all this stress and hurt on you. I do think that somehow she will come around and fall in love with Rosalie when she arrives. She's just being her useful stubborn self. That's those nasty Rosier genes she has. You gained the Black genes thankfully and your father appears to have a lot of common sense about him."

Lucius kissed his wife's head gently and he held her close trying to calm her down. Priscilla was worried that she wouldn't and summoned a calming draught and gave a tiny sip to Narcissa.

After a few minutes the distressed witch managed to calm down.

"Sorry…" she whispered causing Lucius and his mother to instantly hurry reassuring her that nothing was her fault and that everything was Druella's fault. Everyone else supported it and if Druella couldn't then that would change the moment that baby Rosalie was in her new home.

Narcissa delicately wiped her eyes before nodding softly,

"I'm sorry. It just gets me so down sometimes. She says that she wants me to be happy and then does this to me. I just don't understand," she sighed as she kept her head on Lucius' shoulder.

"She's a Rosier and they are French and as stubborn as you can get," Lucius said.

"You're French and so is your mother…" Narcissa pointed out causing Priscilla to laugh.

"I can be stubborn but never for long," Priscilla said, "Everything will be OK Cissa. Just you wait and see. This stubborn phase of Druella's will pass."

"I really hope so. It just has to," Narcissa said softly, all the time silently hoping that Priscilla was right.