Hey everyone!
So this is a new fic idea I have. It's book cannon era but AU... if that makes any sense at all. Draco has just headed off to Hogwarts and has said a few words to his father to hopefully help him to make his mother happy. The only problem is what they would need to break the Pureblood traditions to do it. Will Lucius agree to challenge centuries of Pureblood tradition to make Narcissa happy?
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Breaking Traditions-Part 1:
"Narcissa… he's just going to Hogwarts as you wished," Lucius Malfoy said to his wife the night before their only son Draco would be heading off to Hogwarts and he heard his wife sigh as she sat at her dressing table and let her golden blonde waves fall loose on her shoulders.
"That might be the case Lucius but there will be no child for me to love and comfort, to play with and teach," Narcissa said, a hint of sadness in her voice.
Lucius had his turn to sigh and he went and rested his hands on her shoulders.
"I know you wanted a daughter so much after Draco but it's too much of a risk my rose," he said, squeezing her shoulders gently as he spoke. He had so wanted to give Narcissa a daughter but numerous miscarriages in the lead up to Draco meant they'd had to stop after Draco was born, crushing Narcissa's hopes of a little girl. That was the one dream of her own that she had after giving Lucius an heir was that she could have a little girl to love and cherish as well.
"That dream will never go away. I wanted to have a daughter so I could be a better mother to my daughter than my mother was to me. Is that so wrong Luc?" she asked finally looking up at her husband in the mirror.
At the mention of her personal nickname for him Lucius sighed and looked into her eyes using the mirror.
"It is not wrong my rose but it is also a lost hope. We can't adopt a child as that goes against Pureblood beliefs and yet I know that is the one thing you so desperately want," he said sighing. "You know I'd blast all the magic out of the world if I could give you a daughter Cissa. You know all I want is for you to be happy."
"Lucius just stop," Narcissa said getting up and grabbing her cloak and hurrying out of the bedroom, sweeping passed Draco and heading out to her private area of the gardens.
"You pushed her too far father," Draco observed, "it is not an idea to crush her dreams like that."
"Draco you are 11-years-old… what do you know about it?" Lucius asked, nodding to give his permission for Draco to enter the bedroom.
"Knowing that crushing mother's dreams will not help her mental state. It's been fragile since she found out that another child was out of the question," Draco said, "she wants a little girl so bad and…"
"Purebloods cannot adopt," Lucius said, "that is the simple fact."
"So mother is meant to remain miserable and longing. She's saying goodbye to me until Christmas and now has no child to love and care for. Think how she's feeling. You're at the Ministry a lot and she's going to be alone here. Father you need to be a little more sensitive to her feelings. Goodnight father," Draco said before he left the room and headed to his own bedroom.
Lucius sighed as he looked at Draco leaving before he went outside to try and find Narcissa. He found her in the rose gardens and sat silently beside her.
"I'm sorry Luc," came a soft voice.
"My rose if anyone should be sorry it's me. Sending Draco off to school is bound to be hard on you and the fact you can't have a little girl is also upsetting you," Lucius said, "our 11-year-old just gave me a few words to think about. Now you must be so cold. Come on lets get you back inside and in the bath. Tomorrow will be an emotional day."
Narcissa just nodded and allowed herself to be led inside and soon she and Lucius were sharing a bath together. They seldom did it but Narcissa had pulled him into the bathroom with her so he really had no choice. He stripped and got into the bath and then washed her and did whatever he could to get her to relax before he traced circles on her back and carefully carried her to bed as she fell asleep in the bath. He didn't want the next day to come at all. The pain for her would be inconsolable,
Unfortunately the next morning came and Narcissa had ordered everything she could for Draco's last breakfast at home. Lucius noticed that she was wearing her Slytherin inspired dress. He sighed as he joined his wife and son at the table.
"Are you all ready to go now Draco?" Lucius asked.
"Yes I am father. Mother said you are both taking me to Platform 9 ¾. Don't you have Ministry business to attend to?" Draco asked.
"Your mother is correct. It is your first time going to Hogwarts Draco, of course I'm going to be there and I will support your mother through this as well," Lucius said before the Daily Prophet arrived via a House Elf. He picked it up and looked at it as breakfast was ate in silence. There wasn't much that anyone could say. Narcissa was too emotional; Lucius could feel it and he didn't want to risk upsetting her any more that she already was. The air was still thick with tension from the previous night and he couldn't risk Draco getting upset.
A House Elf went on with Draco's trunk and owl so all the three Malfoys had to do was apparate to King's Cross and they were soon walking onto Platform 9 ¾. Everyone was moving out of the way as they walked and eventually stopped where they knew Draco's possessions were.
Narcissa was the first to say goodbye and she hugged him as well as a Pureblood could in public and promised that she would send treats whenever she could. She then had to step back before she got too emotional.
Lucius was then left alone with Draco,
"Stay out of trouble and write to your mother often," he said before shaking his son's hand.
"Father promise me one thing…"
"Anything son," Lucius said.
"Go and adopt a baby girl. Traditions should not come before happiness, Make mother happy, Break the traditions," Draco replied before going and getting on the train, hoping his father would listen to his words. He feared for his mother and hoped his father would somehow understand that and help his mother before Narcissa lost her mind and then there would be no going back. Ever.
