Hey everyone. First of all sorry these are late. Lets just say that it's been a mega rough week and yesterday was the worst day in forever but I am still here and getting the updates out. It's my birthday on Monday and then it's a best friend's funeral on Tuesday and I can't go so I'm rather all over the place right now but I am still writing as it's helping.

Lots of love,

LM xxxxx

Breaking Traditions-Part 6:

Narcissa had settled down with taking care of the kitten, who she had named Snowy, and was sat in the library. She needed something to teach herself around the Manor and so she headed off to the library to look at the books that laid dusty on the shelves. She'd get an elf to come in and dust. She couldn't bare the books sat there covered in dust. They may have been old books but that was no excuse for them to be dusty. In fact the whole library deserved a clean.

She headed over to the shelves, Snowy in her arms, and began to look at the cookery books and pulled a particularly nice one off the shelves and took up a seat by the window and placed Snowy down by her as she folded her legs underneath her and began to look at the recipes and then it hit her. Cooking with magic. She'd never been allowed to learn it at Hogwarts and had never really been interested in it at Hogwarts but she needed something to do after all. She only had her kitten to care for now.

She jumped up and startled her little kitten and then she hurried down to the kitchen and found a recipe that Lucius would love and ordered the House Elves out of the kitchen and told them to go and clean the library before she began to summon ingredients to her and then she began to read the instructions and then waved her wand.

"So you've discovered the kitchen…" Priscilla smirked as she looked at her daughter-in-law.

"I knew where the kitchen was, just never tried to cook in here before," she said as she looked up at her, "Merlin!" she said as something went wrong.

"May I be be permitted to join you?" Priscilla asked.

"Yes you may," Narcissa answered and the Malfoy matriarch walked over and stood the book up so the two can see it but it isn't in the way. Even Priscilla respected how old some of the books were.

Priscilla stopped and watched Narcissa before beginning to show her how to do things. The younger witch groaned as she felt she should have known how to do it correctly but Priscilla reassured her.

"It's normal when elves do everything for you," she said as she rested a hand on her daughter-in-law's, "I will help you and teach you," she said softly and Narcissa nodded before beginning to copy the movements Priscilla was making.

It was a while later when Priscilla looked at Narcissa.

"I'm not against you and Lucius adopting a baby girl," she said, "I'm just worried about the backlash it could cause for you and my son against the other Pureblood families. You two are very far up the social ladder and have an extremely large social profile. I just don't want you two losing everything that you have worked for. I care. More than I should at times," she said tucking a stray lock of blonde curls behind Narcissa's ear.

"I know Priscilla. That's why it would be done secretly and then announced after everything has been sorted," Narcissa said, "some things need to change and somehow, because of our power and sway in society, Luc and I need to be the ones who start that," she said. Only Priscilla knew the personal names that Lucius and Narcissa called each other, "why should little Pureblood children not get a loving home when there are so many out there who need a loving home? We wouldn't adopt a girl if she wasn't a Pureblood. We would not break things that bad but a little blonde haired, Pureblood girl is what we would look at… someone who looks like they were born a Malfoy," she said.

Priscilla sighed. She hadn't realised that the couple had given it that much thought.

"I didn't realise that you two had given it that much thought," she said as she looked up at her daughter-in-law.

"We have given this so much thought, figured out what we'd say, what we'd do," she said, "this is not easy and could be completely the wrong thing to do but trying is the only way we'll know if this is the start of something new or a horrible mistake."

What neither of them were aware was that Lucius was hidden just the other side of the doorway and was listening to every word the two witches were saying.

"You are so stubborn. A Black family trait if I remember rightly," Priscilla said, a chuckle clear in her voice, "you get that from your mother. You always have done Narcissa. We will never be able to take that away from you. You are a Black and Malfoy and always will be."

"I know but I feel more of a Malfoy now if anything. I may have some stubborn Black blood but it barely comes to the front now. Lucius and I could be making a huge mistake with this. We haven't said we are for sure yet but we need to know and have Draco's permission. A meeting with you, Abraxas and my parents may well be needed before we decide for sure what we want to do."

"I suspect we will see your mother instantly against the idea," Priscilla said, "she's worse than you."

Narcissa couldn't help but laugh as she heard that. Yes her mother was even more stubborn than her and that was saying something indeed.

"What are we talking about?" came Lucius' voice making Narcissa stop laughing laughing before Priscilla excused herself for a minute and walked over her son, who was now stood in the kitchens.

"I'm still torn over adoption," Lucius admitted softly to his mother, "but she has her heart set on it."

"She's stubborn Lucius. It's in her DNA but she knows that talking to the parents is a good idea and talking to Draco as well. She also understands my reservations about it but thinks that she and you can somehow pull it off and change things."

"If we did adopt it would be a blonde, Pureblood baby girl, someone that we can shape the way we need to and who looks like she could have been born into the Malfoy family," Lucius said, "this has been discussed over and over again," he said as he looked at his mother, watching his wife over her shoulder, "a part of me says we have to do this and part of me says this is totally stupid and crazy and there is no way it would work but I want her happy and sacrificing things is the only way we can do that. I'm concerned but I think we have to do this somehow after discussing it with father and the Blacks," he said before leaving and Priscilla went back to her daughter-in-law and carried on helping her.

"How am I doing?" Narcissa asked.

"You are doing great. Let's get this ready for dinner," came the reply and the two settled down into cooking and general conversation, understanding each other a little more than they had done before.