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Does He Love You?
Title: Does He Love You?
By: Mrs_Helene_Snape
Warnings: AU/AR, Angst, Lang, LM/HG & LM/NM, M/F only, Death
Disclaimers: The characters belong to JKR and the song is property of Sandy Knox and Billy Stritch. I am making no money from this story. No copyright infringement is intended.
Song: Does He Love You?
By: Reba McEntire & Linda Davis
Year: 1993
Premise: Narcissa-the wife; Hermione-the mistress. How do they feel about one another? Who will triumph in their love triangle with Lucius?
A/N: Ah! A country song to break up my own pop/rock monotony. If you are familiar with the song, you will be able to understand how this had to be written. The viewpoint switches back and forth between Narcissa & Hermione. Enjoy and please review!
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I\'ve known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As soon as he\'s away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be
“I\'m off Narcissa. I\'ll be back late, so don\'t feel that you need to wait up for me. I expect this business dinner with the Board to extend well into the night” Lucius told me as he bent down to kiss my cheek.
“Fine Lucius. I\'ll see you at the breakfast table” I told him right before he floo\'d away. “I love you” I whispered to the swirl of flames. I\'m certain he didn\'t hear me. He\'s much too anxious to see her. Business dinner my arse! He\'s going to her, much like he has been for the past several months, ever since that insipid Potter boy killed the Dark Lord. I can\'t imagine what he was thinking bedding a Mudblood.
But you\'re the one he rushes home to
You\'re the one he gave his name to
I\'ll never seen his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights
“Lucius!” I exclaimed as the floo in my living room activated and that beautiful man stepped out.
“Sorry that I am late poppet. I was delayed.”
I know when he uses that word, he is referring to his wife: all five feet, ten inches of blond pure blooded-ness. I can\'t help but wince every time she is even casually mentioned. It is because of her that I don\'t get to sleep with Lucius.
Yes, we have sex. I wouldn\'t call what we do \'making love\' because he has never expressed that sentiment to me, but we have never fallen asleep in the same bed together. There\'s too much risk involved if he stays with me for too long. I\'ve never seen how he looks when his body is at rest, only when he is sated (and that usually takes several hours), and I don\'t honestly know what he looks like in the light of day. All of our activities take place at night.
He kisses me passionately and erases all further thoughts from my brain.
“Mmm!” I moan as I open my mouth to accept his tongue. His hands skim down my body, stopping at my waist to untuck my blouse. I am frantically pulling at the buttons on his robes. We never have a lot of time together, so I wish to make the most of it.
But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Lucius has left me once again wondering when the spell will finally be Finite\'d. Do his feelings for her run deeper than his feelings for me? When we\'re alone, is he only thinking about the next time he will see her? Are his conversations with her as private and intimate as they are with me or are they merely superficial: base and guttural murmurings enunciated in the heat of the moment? When he\'s bedding the Mudblood is he different from how he is when he\'s making love to me?
But when he\'s with me
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me
After our coupling, which extended well into the night, he floo\'d away. Now I can\'t help but think about what he was saying while we were fucking. What we do together can only be classified as fucking. We are always so frantic, so needy and the words that spill out of our mouths are so base, so vulgar and guttural.
“Oh poppet! You have the tightest, sweetest pussy I have ever had the pleasure of fucking! My cock has ached for it all day! ACHED!”
“Oh Luc! Merlin you\'re so big! Uhn! Your cock fills me so perfectly!”
It\'s during sex that majority of our conversations take place. We do speak outside of the bedroom about things other than when we can meet again, but most of our time together is spent horizontal (or some variation thereof). He tells me that he needs me, he desires my company, and he trusts me when I reassure him that I am not speaking to others about our relationship. Each time he leaves me to go back to her, I wonder how he explains his prolonged absence, his disheveled appearance. What does he tell his wife?
And when I\'m in his arms
Oh he swears there\'s no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am I deceiving myself (am I deceiving myself)
I felt Lucius slip into our bed in the middle of the night. I look at the clock on the bedside table and notice that daybreak is only a few scant hours away. I feel his arms wrap around me after he settles into our bed. He pulls me close and I can smell the soap he uses. I can sense the dampness from his shower.
“Meeting run late?” I ask, even though I have a strong inclination as to the truth.
“Yes Narcissa” he said before he kissed the back of my neck. “It was stifling in the boardroom. I had to shower just so I could sleep properly. Good night” he told me as he turned away to sleep with his back to me.
Sleep was elusive to me. I could only imagine what other tales he has spun throughout the course of our marriage. Could he really be telling me the truth about where he was tonight? Has he ever given me any reason to doubt him? Or am I merely doubting myself and my faith in my husband?
Regardless, tomorrow...this morning is a brand new day. No sense in allowing my fears and insecurities to overwhelm me. That is not very becoming of a Slytherin or a Malfoy.
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Sometimes after we finish and as he dresses, I can\'t help but wonder what his feelings are for me. Does he feel something for me that is different from what he might feel for his wife? Who is he thinking about when he is having sex with her? Does he tell her his desires, his fantasies? Does he really love her or could he possibly love me?
Oh should not I lose my temper
I can\'t be angry at my husband. Perhaps I drove him into her arms. Maybe I forced him to find comfort with that wretched Mudblood. I know I was not very forth coming with my marital obligations to him after the Dark Lord\'s resurrection and ultimate defeat. I drove him to this, so I can\'t direct my temper at him, only at myself.
Oh should not I be ashamed
I have nothing to feel regret about. It is not my fault that Lucius has broken his marriage vows. I know that I did nothing to stop the situation, but I most certainly was not the one who instigated it. Obviously there is something that he gets from me that his wife cannot provide.
Cause I have everything to lose
It would absolutely devastate me if Lucius left me for that so-called witch. Our betrothal contract only provides for me in the event of his death. I get nothing if we divorce, regardless of the reasons or circumstances surrounding it. I am well and truly buggered if I can\'t figure out a way to satisfactorily remedy this situation.
And I, I have nothing to gain
Would Lucius ever be satisfied with only me if he and Narcissa divorced? Oh, who am I kidding? Happily Ever After with Lucius Malfoy is all just a shitty pipe dream. It would never happen. He would never leave her and he most certainly wouldn\'t do it with any regard to me. Even if he did leave her for me, it would only fuel the gossip mongers who already call me a scarlet woman. This would allow them to add home wrecker to their insult list.
Does he love you
Does he really care for the Mudblood?
(does he love you)
Does he still love his wife?
Like he loves me
I know he loves and respects me as his wife. He would never leave me for her...would he?
(like he loves me)
Is he capable of expressing an emotion about me that does not involve sex?
“I love you...sucking my cock! I love...your pussy, so wet, so tight!”
Does he love me or my abilities and my bodily receptacles for his dick? Is this how he feels about his wife, or are these sentiments reserved specifically for me?
Does he think of you
Whenever I see that glazed look in Lucius\' eyes, I wonder if he\'s thinking about that inferior Mudblood witch.
(does he think of you)
During our casual conversations I can see him cringe at any obscure reference to his wife, or wives in general.
WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
We made love in our bed this morning. A rare occurrence indeed. Was he seeing me as he caressed my body or was he visualizing that bushy-haired bitch?
Did I do something last night while we were having sex that reminded him of his wife? I can\'t help but believe that he\'s thinking of here when he cringes while we\'re fucking.
And does he whisper
Does he speak intimately to his mistress?
(does he whisper)
I wonder if he speaks as dirty to his wife as he does to me.
ALL HIS FANTASIES
Has he ever told her that he likes to be spanked or that he enjoys tying me, his wife, to the bed before we make love?
I can\'t imagine Lucius\' uppity wife tolerating him using those vulgar words with her, or smacking her arse when he\'s taking her from behind.
Does he love you
My heart is aching. I have to know how Lucius feels about his mistress and our marriage.
(does he love you)
I can\'t stand the uncertainty any longer. Is he still in love with his wife?
LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Or has he been playing us both for the fool, trying to pit us one against the other to see who will come out on top? Manipulative bastard!
Oh! Does he love you?
I looked Lucius directly in the eye as we were at the breakfast table together. “Do you really love her Lucius? Are you really so desperate that you would debase yourself by bedding that Mudblood whore?”
He looked at me with a questioning eye, then took a deep drink of his tea. When he chose not to reply, I spoke again. “You may wish to answer while you are able. The untraceable potion in your tea tends to paralyze the vocal cords first before it begins to inhibit basic bodily functions such as breathing. If you speak quickly and give me correct, truthful answers I might be benevolent enough to provide you with the antidote.”
His mouth opened and closed quickly while he attempted to locate his voice. The only vocalizations he managed to make came out as a series of snorts and grunts. His breathing became labored and he slumped over the table.
“Damn! Looks like Severus was a little heavy-handed with the paralytic. I suppose you answered my question Lucius. I guess Severus will finally get to comfort that Mudblood like he wanted to when Bella killed that wretched Weasley boy. After an appropriate period of mourning, I\'ll need to break out my little black book. I\'ll be damned if I\'ll be alone forever and I have millions of galleons to spend!”
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A/N: For those of you who have seen the music video, you will be able to see how I was inspired for the ending. Thanks for reading!
Does He Love You? By Reba McEntire & Linda Davis
Reba:
I\'ve known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As soon as he\'s away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be
Linda:
But you\'re the one he rushes home to
You\'re the one he gave his name to
I\'ll never seen his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights
Reba (Linda) BOTH:
But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Linda:
But when he\'s with me
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me
Reba:
And when I\'m in his arms
Oh he swears there\'s no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am I deceiving myself (am I deceiving myself)
Linda (Reba) BOTH:
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Reba:
Oh should not I lose my temper
Linda:
Oh should not I be ashamed
Reba:
Cause I have everything to lose
Linda:
And I, I have nothing to gain
Reba (Linda) BOTH:
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Reba:
Oh! Does he love you?
By: Mrs_Helene_Snape
Warnings: AU/AR, Angst, Lang, LM/HG & LM/NM, M/F only, Death
Disclaimers: The characters belong to JKR and the song is property of Sandy Knox and Billy Stritch. I am making no money from this story. No copyright infringement is intended.
Song: Does He Love You?
By: Reba McEntire & Linda Davis
Year: 1993
Premise: Narcissa-the wife; Hermione-the mistress. How do they feel about one another? Who will triumph in their love triangle with Lucius?
A/N: Ah! A country song to break up my own pop/rock monotony. If you are familiar with the song, you will be able to understand how this had to be written. The viewpoint switches back and forth between Narcissa & Hermione. Enjoy and please review!
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When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As soon as he\'s away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be
“I\'m off Narcissa. I\'ll be back late, so don\'t feel that you need to wait up for me. I expect this business dinner with the Board to extend well into the night” Lucius told me as he bent down to kiss my cheek.
“Fine Lucius. I\'ll see you at the breakfast table” I told him right before he floo\'d away. “I love you” I whispered to the swirl of flames. I\'m certain he didn\'t hear me. He\'s much too anxious to see her. Business dinner my arse! He\'s going to her, much like he has been for the past several months, ever since that insipid Potter boy killed the Dark Lord. I can\'t imagine what he was thinking bedding a Mudblood.
You\'re the one he gave his name to
I\'ll never seen his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights
“Lucius!” I exclaimed as the floo in my living room activated and that beautiful man stepped out.
“Sorry that I am late poppet. I was delayed.”
I know when he uses that word, he is referring to his wife: all five feet, ten inches of blond pure blooded-ness. I can\'t help but wince every time she is even casually mentioned. It is because of her that I don\'t get to sleep with Lucius.
Yes, we have sex. I wouldn\'t call what we do \'making love\' because he has never expressed that sentiment to me, but we have never fallen asleep in the same bed together. There\'s too much risk involved if he stays with me for too long. I\'ve never seen how he looks when his body is at rest, only when he is sated (and that usually takes several hours), and I don\'t honestly know what he looks like in the light of day. All of our activities take place at night.
He kisses me passionately and erases all further thoughts from my brain.
“Mmm!” I moan as I open my mouth to accept his tongue. His hands skim down my body, stopping at my waist to untuck my blouse. I am frantically pulling at the buttons on his robes. We never have a lot of time together, so I wish to make the most of it.
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Lucius has left me once again wondering when the spell will finally be Finite\'d. Do his feelings for her run deeper than his feelings for me? When we\'re alone, is he only thinking about the next time he will see her? Are his conversations with her as private and intimate as they are with me or are they merely superficial: base and guttural murmurings enunciated in the heat of the moment? When he\'s bedding the Mudblood is he different from how he is when he\'s making love to me?
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me
After our coupling, which extended well into the night, he floo\'d away. Now I can\'t help but think about what he was saying while we were fucking. What we do together can only be classified as fucking. We are always so frantic, so needy and the words that spill out of our mouths are so base, so vulgar and guttural.
“Oh poppet! You have the tightest, sweetest pussy I have ever had the pleasure of fucking! My cock has ached for it all day! ACHED!”
“Oh Luc! Merlin you\'re so big! Uhn! Your cock fills me so perfectly!”
It\'s during sex that majority of our conversations take place. We do speak outside of the bedroom about things other than when we can meet again, but most of our time together is spent horizontal (or some variation thereof). He tells me that he needs me, he desires my company, and he trusts me when I reassure him that I am not speaking to others about our relationship. Each time he leaves me to go back to her, I wonder how he explains his prolonged absence, his disheveled appearance. What does he tell his wife?
Oh he swears there\'s no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am I deceiving myself (am I deceiving myself)
I felt Lucius slip into our bed in the middle of the night. I look at the clock on the bedside table and notice that daybreak is only a few scant hours away. I feel his arms wrap around me after he settles into our bed. He pulls me close and I can smell the soap he uses. I can sense the dampness from his shower.
“Meeting run late?” I ask, even though I have a strong inclination as to the truth.
“Yes Narcissa” he said before he kissed the back of my neck. “It was stifling in the boardroom. I had to shower just so I could sleep properly. Good night” he told me as he turned away to sleep with his back to me.
Sleep was elusive to me. I could only imagine what other tales he has spun throughout the course of our marriage. Could he really be telling me the truth about where he was tonight? Has he ever given me any reason to doubt him? Or am I merely doubting myself and my faith in my husband?
Regardless, tomorrow...this morning is a brand new day. No sense in allowing my fears and insecurities to overwhelm me. That is not very becoming of a Slytherin or a Malfoy.
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Sometimes after we finish and as he dresses, I can\'t help but wonder what his feelings are for me. Does he feel something for me that is different from what he might feel for his wife? Who is he thinking about when he is having sex with her? Does he tell her his desires, his fantasies? Does he really love her or could he possibly love me?
I can\'t be angry at my husband. Perhaps I drove him into her arms. Maybe I forced him to find comfort with that wretched Mudblood. I know I was not very forth coming with my marital obligations to him after the Dark Lord\'s resurrection and ultimate defeat. I drove him to this, so I can\'t direct my temper at him, only at myself.
I have nothing to feel regret about. It is not my fault that Lucius has broken his marriage vows. I know that I did nothing to stop the situation, but I most certainly was not the one who instigated it. Obviously there is something that he gets from me that his wife cannot provide.
It would absolutely devastate me if Lucius left me for that so-called witch. Our betrothal contract only provides for me in the event of his death. I get nothing if we divorce, regardless of the reasons or circumstances surrounding it. I am well and truly buggered if I can\'t figure out a way to satisfactorily remedy this situation.
Would Lucius ever be satisfied with only me if he and Narcissa divorced? Oh, who am I kidding? Happily Ever After with Lucius Malfoy is all just a shitty pipe dream. It would never happen. He would never leave her and he most certainly wouldn\'t do it with any regard to me. Even if he did leave her for me, it would only fuel the gossip mongers who already call me a scarlet woman. This would allow them to add home wrecker to their insult list.
Does he really care for the Mudblood?
Does he still love his wife?
I know he loves and respects me as his wife. He would never leave me for her...would he?
Is he capable of expressing an emotion about me that does not involve sex?
“I love you...sucking my cock! I love...your pussy, so wet, so tight!”
Does he love me or my abilities and my bodily receptacles for his dick? Is this how he feels about his wife, or are these sentiments reserved specifically for me?
Whenever I see that glazed look in Lucius\' eyes, I wonder if he\'s thinking about that inferior Mudblood witch.
During our casual conversations I can see him cringe at any obscure reference to his wife, or wives in general.
We made love in our bed this morning. A rare occurrence indeed. Was he seeing me as he caressed my body or was he visualizing that bushy-haired bitch?
Did I do something last night while we were having sex that reminded him of his wife? I can\'t help but believe that he\'s thinking of here when he cringes while we\'re fucking.
Does he speak intimately to his mistress?
I wonder if he speaks as dirty to his wife as he does to me.
Has he ever told her that he likes to be spanked or that he enjoys tying me, his wife, to the bed before we make love?
I can\'t imagine Lucius\' uppity wife tolerating him using those vulgar words with her, or smacking her arse when he\'s taking her from behind.
My heart is aching. I have to know how Lucius feels about his mistress and our marriage.
I can\'t stand the uncertainty any longer. Is he still in love with his wife?
Or has he been playing us both for the fool, trying to pit us one against the other to see who will come out on top? Manipulative bastard!
I looked Lucius directly in the eye as we were at the breakfast table together. “Do you really love her Lucius? Are you really so desperate that you would debase yourself by bedding that Mudblood whore?”
He looked at me with a questioning eye, then took a deep drink of his tea. When he chose not to reply, I spoke again. “You may wish to answer while you are able. The untraceable potion in your tea tends to paralyze the vocal cords first before it begins to inhibit basic bodily functions such as breathing. If you speak quickly and give me correct, truthful answers I might be benevolent enough to provide you with the antidote.”
His mouth opened and closed quickly while he attempted to locate his voice. The only vocalizations he managed to make came out as a series of snorts and grunts. His breathing became labored and he slumped over the table.
“Damn! Looks like Severus was a little heavy-handed with the paralytic. I suppose you answered my question Lucius. I guess Severus will finally get to comfort that Mudblood like he wanted to when Bella killed that wretched Weasley boy. After an appropriate period of mourning, I\'ll need to break out my little black book. I\'ll be damned if I\'ll be alone forever and I have millions of galleons to spend!”
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A/N: For those of you who have seen the music video, you will be able to see how I was inspired for the ending. Thanks for reading!
Does He Love You? By Reba McEntire & Linda Davis
Reba:
I\'ve known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As soon as he\'s away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be
Linda:
But you\'re the one he rushes home to
You\'re the one he gave his name to
I\'ll never seen his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights
Reba (Linda) BOTH:
But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Linda:
But when he\'s with me
He says he needs me
And that he wants me
That he believes in me
Reba:
And when I\'m in his arms
Oh he swears there\'s no one else
Is he deceiving me
Or am I deceiving myself (am I deceiving myself)
Linda (Reba) BOTH:
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Reba:
Oh should not I lose my temper
Linda:
Oh should not I be ashamed
Reba:
Cause I have everything to lose
Linda:
And I, I have nothing to gain
Reba (Linda) BOTH:
Does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you) WHEN HE\'S HOLDING ME
And does he whisper (does he whisper) ALL HIS FANTASIES
Does he love you (does he love you) LIKE HE\'S BEEN LOVING ME
Reba:
Oh! Does he love you?