A Piece of Forever

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Chaper Sixteen:


It was already past midnight.

Narcissa had been trying to fall asleep for two hours.

But she couldn’t.

What was going to happen? To her, to her son?

She wanted to help. But she wasn’t allowed to.

Lucius would kill her. She had feelings for that man that scared her. One moment she wanted to strangle him, throw him into a pit of snakes, and the other she was cowering in his mere presence.

There was so much to that man. But on the other hand, no one knew Lucius better than Narcissa.

Narcissa had always been beautiful. Quiet, reserved and the pretty pureblood. She had brains, she had the looks, but she never had the guts.

In Hogwarts, she was in Ravenclaw, and went pretty much unnoticed besides for the fact that she was one of the prettiest girls.

She never had much of a social life and ignored all the boys who trailed after her like lap dogs. She never knew how to deal with them.

She had always been fascinated with Lucius Malfoy. She would watch him bully younger students, taunting them with a malicious sneer on his handsome face.

Lucius respected her because their families were both the most prestigious pureblood families in England. They never spoke much, partly because Narcissa never waited for him to speak.

Narcissa would watch him in school, out of pure fascination. She would wonder how he perfected that smirk of his- did he practice in front of the mirror everyday? She would wonder if he knew that swagger of his sent most of the girls in her house swooning, or if that was his every purpose. She would wonder if his skills in bed were as legendary as the girls gossiped about. She would wonder who he would choose to wed in the end.

And then he chose her.

She never figured out why.

There were so many good looking pureblood girls throwing themselves at him, why her- the reserved, unsociable weirdo?

Why her?

~

Lucius couldn’t sleep.

He always suffered from insomnia.

Probably from all the bad things that he had done that kept him guilty late at night.

Nothing worked. Narcissa had tried warm milk. He had tried counting sheep, those silly muggle creatures; although he would never admit that he had tried a muggle method. He had done too many things that he hated himself for.

He wondered when he became the man he was. He wondered if he could have stopped the change.

He wondered if he let her in, she could have helped.

The truth was- he was afraid.

It was better to have her afraid of him than reveal to her the coward he really was inside.

Narcissa had always been beautiful- perfect beyond words.

Lucius never knew how to speak to her, and that alone scared him- he was the ladies man of Hogwarts, he was never tongue-tied in front of girls. But Narcissa- she was something else altogether.

She was a mystery, a puzzle that Lucius had never been able to solve. He never knew what was going on in that head of hers.

He never knew how she felt about him.

After all these years, did she feel just a little for him?

He never would be the perfect husband, the caring, sweet romantic. Never. He couldn’t change that much. He could have tried, but he didn’t want her to know this was how much he would have done for her.

But he never cheated on her.

Cold and reserved as Narcissa was, Lucius had never seeked comfort in another woman. He could only give her this much.

He wondered if she knew.

He wondered if she would be able to forgive him if she knew what he had done to their son.

He wondered if she would hate him, or if she already did.

He wondered if she knew that his biggest secret was that he loved her and all the times when he had struck her, hit her and hurt her, it was only because he was afraid to let her know that he loved her.

He wondered if he had another chance, he would choose to change for her.

~

The woman could only watch as the couple walked into the sunset.

His arms were around her.

She wanted so much to be that woman, to have his arm draped over her shoulders, to have him smile down at her as though she was his pride and joy.

She wanted him to love her again.

Didn’t he know that she love him?

~

Narcissa wrapped her fingers around the glass of warm milk, leaning against the wall and staring out of the window at the comma of a moon that hung in the night sky.

She let out a breath, watching as it fogged up the glass and then faded away.

She pressed the glass to her lips and drank, letting the warm liquid heat her stomach.

The door to the kitchen swung open.

A disheveled Lucius appeared.

She let go of the glass in shock and the glass shattered on the floor.

Lucius whirled around to stare at her, squinting in the dark.

Narcissa fell to her knees, shaking in fear. In her hand, her wand was shaking to hard to cast the spell.

“Reparo,” Lucius waved his wand. “Scourgify.”

Narcissa found herself staring at an empty glass, with no trace of having broken before.

“It’s midnight,” he pointed out.

“It is,” she said, standing up and pouring more milk into the glass.

“And you’re still awake,” Lucius stated.

“Yes, I am,” she said.

“Does it really work?” Lucius asked after a while, gesturing to the warm milk.

“Sometimes,” Narcissa said. “But not other times.”

They stood in silence in the dark.

Lucius found himself in awe of how she was still as beautiful as she was years and years ago.

“You haven’t changed one bit,” he said aloud and she stared at him in shock.

“It’s the same with you,” she answered, setting an empty glass aside and licking away her milk moustache.

“I meant inside,” he said.

“Me too,” she said.

Lucius wondered how she could always surprise him.

“Why did you choose me? Why not Amelia Greengrass?” Narcissa said suddenly, steeling herself for the slap or the punishment for being impertinent.

“Because you were the best.”

Narcissa took in a sharp breath.

He never told her anything good about her. Not a ‘Narcissa, you look nice.’, not a ‘Narcissa, you can be quite smart.’

Now he was telling she was the best?

“Best how?” she ventured, taking the rare chance that he was in a good enough mood to indulge in her questions.

“Best looking, best everything,” Lucius shrugged. “I always knew it was going to be you. Didn’t you expect it at all?”

She shook her head slowly.

Lucius smirked and Narcissa gasped at the image. He was still so much like the schoolboy he once was.

“Narcissa, you hate me, don’t you? You wish I never chose you so you wouldn’t have to suffer all these years, don’t you?” he asked.

Narcissa froze, stiff as stone. Did she hate him?

“I hate you for what you have done to me and my son,” she said quietly. “But not for choosing me.”

“But Narcissa, I hate that you hate me,” Lucius said just as quietly.

Narcissa stood, wide-eyed exactly like the innocent Ravenclaw she once was, until he pressed his lips to hers.

~

He had made her the happiest woman in the world.

He had made her whole.

Like she was the luckiest girl ever lived.

Then he had ripped her heart out and trampled on it.

It was then when she stood, bleeding herself out and watching as he walked away, when she knew she would never be the same again.

He had changed her completely.

~

Nothing was how it appeared to be.

Nothing was black and white.

There was no distinct line separating right and wrong; good and bad.

Everything was how you saw it; good for you, bad for me.

It was the same with hate and love.

Narcissa wondered if she could stop hating him, or stop loving him.

For the moment, as she fell asleep on the same bed with her husband for the first time of her marriage, she was who she wanted to be.

No questions.

Because in his eyes, she was the best.

And that was good enough for her.


~*~


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