Pale Elegance
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In Which A Young Man Learns of Both Joy and Sorrow
TITLE: Pale Elegance
AUTHOR: Lady Sirius
PAIRING: LM/NB
RATING: NC17
FEEDBACK: Of course all rights to Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling - I am simply toying with Lucius and Narcissa for my own purposes!
DEDICATION: I dedicate this work to the very sexy, very incredible Jason Isaacs, who is a veritable sex god in his own right, but when he wears that blonde wig - damn! And to all the Narcissas that play with and love my Luciuses... You make playing Lucius a pleasure indeed...
Pale Elegance
Chapter Three - In Which A Young Man Learns of Both Joy and Sorrow
Lucius Malfoy's world had changed. Suddenly, incredibly, marvelously changed. And definitely for the better, no doubt about that. His heart was filled to bursting with the joy it contained, the hope, the excitation - and, dare he think it, the love. For he had fallen head over heels in love, with Narcissa Black.
He began his day with her now, waiting for her in the Slytherin Common Room, arriving early to ensure that he not miss her passage, offering her his arm as well as an escort to breakfast, which she gladly accepted. And then he walked her to her first class, reappearing outside the classroom door when the class was done, from which he would escort her to the next one. He was there waiting for her when her day was through, and they would either walk back to the Common Room together, or he would get one of his toadies - aka Crabbe and Goyle - to carry their books back for them, so that they would be free to go elsewhere. For example, out by the lake, one of their favourite places to walk and talk.
He hung on her every word, listening raptly as they discussed everything and nothing. He even went so far as to study with her in the library, he who never willingly cracked a book that didn't interest him. Under her influence, he actually did his homework and he also began to attend the meetings of the Slug Club that he was invariably invited to - but only because he knew that Narcissa was invited as well. Professor Slughorn delighted in seeing the two wealthy blonds together, and smilingly asked what they would like as a wedding gift. They ignored his bon mots, but it was a thought that had passed more than once through Lucius' mind, and he had actually begun a search for the perfect ring, and the perfect moment in which to present it.
The school was abuzz with talk of the upcoming Yule Ball, even though Halloween was just past. Who was going with who, what would be worn, decorations, theme.... typical topics of conversation. The weather had turned quite chill, typical of Scotland in November, but still the duo found time for their familiar walks about the lake, especially in the evening, once the sun had gone down. Lucius tucked Narcissa's hand carefully into his arm and covered it for the sake of warmth. Of course he did. No ulterior motives there. Just warmth.
"Shall you be going to Hogsmeade next weekend?" Lucius asked her. Personally he did not care for these outings, not normally. But the opportunity of having her company would make the experience not only palatable, but highly desireable.
She stole a glance at him sidewise, through pale lashes, as if she could read his mind, seemingly bemused by his question. "Are you asking me?" she countered coquettishly.
He should have known better than to try to be oblique with her. "Forgive me, I couched that badly," he hastily admitted, restructuring his question. "May I have the honour of escorting you to Hogsmeade Village next weekend?" That was better.
"You may," she assented, moving slightly closer to him, as he slightly increased the pressure upon her hand.
And yet he was waffling, for that was not the question foremost on his mind.
"Narcissa," he began - for they had reached the stage where first names were comfortable, and allowed to be used.
"Yes, Lucius?"
"May I....." But before he could get the next words out, they were rudely interrupted by whoops of laughter and running figures which appeared as if from nowhere, cutting directly across their path, forcing them to either halt or be run into.
"Run, James, run!" the darkhaired youth was crying gleefully, as he pulled on the hand of a smaller tawny headed boy, whom he never let go of, even as the boy cried out, "Sirius, not so fast!" These two came to an abrupt halt as their projected trajectory took them straight into Lucius Malfoy's chest. Obviously a place neither wished to be. The platinum blonde threw out his hands to safeguard the beauty at his side, stepping quickly and protectively in front of her as he did so.
"What the deuce do you think you're doing, Black?" he cried angrily, "Lupin..... both of you, take your worthless selves away from here before you hurt someone!"
Sirius looked at his cousin, standing so intimately behind her white knight, far too close for casual acquaintance, he thought. "Et tu, Narcissa?" he said quietly, his eyes indicating the level of the betrayal he felt.
"Sirius, you're a fool," Narcissa said, "run away and play, and leave the adults alone, you foolish child..."
Sirius started, stung, and a sharp retort was on his lips, but Remus, having seen the expression in Lucius' eyes, didn't find this to be a good idea. "Sirius, we have to go," he tugged at his friend's sleeve. Sirius instantly obeyed, and the next moment they had continued to run along their way, two other figures having passed by in the meantime - aka James and Peter - and soon all four were racing together back toward the castle.
Lucius was livid, and had Narcissa not been present, there is little doubt he would have hexed the heathens. But he had had her to consider, as well as his blood pressure. He turned to her, forcing himself to stay calm, concern written on his face, wondering if they had upset her. But rather than agitation, all he could discern was admiration - for himself.
"You were magnificent," she told him, her eyes shining, "my knight in shining armour...." She leaned up toward him, he leaned down toward her, and their lips seemed to find each other with little difficulty. Ah, the beauty of the first kiss.
"My lady," he replied, once they had come up for air. "Will you go with me to the Yule Ball?" This was the question he had truly wished to ask, and now it was done.
"I will," she agreed, smiling.
They walked back to the castle, separating only when Narcissa's sister Bellatrix approached, wishing to speak to her sister. Lucius gave the brunette a less than friendly look, but she only laughed at him as she drew Narcissa away. Narcissa motioned to Bella to wait a moment, then leaned up and whispered in Lucius' ear softly, "I'll see you later tonight," and kissed his earlobe gently before she returned to her sister's side and allowed herself to be appropriated.
Oh my, was that Lucius Malfoy floating on that cloud, as he made his solitary way to the Slytherin Common Room, almost tripping over Severus Snape, oblivious to his presence before him, his mind on something entirely different.
"Lucius," Severus tried to call him back to reality, "I was just about to look for you. This just arrived by owl post, it seems to be from your parents."
Brought back to reality, Lucius took the rolled parchment, curious to know what could possibly be wanted of him. His parents were generally too busy to trouble themselves with his welfare, and he had come to prefer it that way, jetsetting about the globe, leaving him to his own devices. He unrolled the parchment, and read,
Dear Lucius,
Wonderful news! We have just finished negotations for your bride! Congratulations - you are hereby betrothed to Bellatrix Black. The marriage is to be this coming summer. We shall let you know when you are to formally propose, when the engagement shall be announced, and we'll see about a ring at that time. Until then, get to know her.
Abraxas and Larissa Malfoy
Lucius stared in disbelief at the elegantly scrawled words, as his whole world fell about him.
AUTHOR: Lady Sirius
PAIRING: LM/NB
RATING: NC17
FEEDBACK: Of course all rights to Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling - I am simply toying with Lucius and Narcissa for my own purposes!
DEDICATION: I dedicate this work to the very sexy, very incredible Jason Isaacs, who is a veritable sex god in his own right, but when he wears that blonde wig - damn! And to all the Narcissas that play with and love my Luciuses... You make playing Lucius a pleasure indeed...
Pale Elegance
Chapter Three - In Which A Young Man Learns of Both Joy and Sorrow
Lucius Malfoy's world had changed. Suddenly, incredibly, marvelously changed. And definitely for the better, no doubt about that. His heart was filled to bursting with the joy it contained, the hope, the excitation - and, dare he think it, the love. For he had fallen head over heels in love, with Narcissa Black.
He began his day with her now, waiting for her in the Slytherin Common Room, arriving early to ensure that he not miss her passage, offering her his arm as well as an escort to breakfast, which she gladly accepted. And then he walked her to her first class, reappearing outside the classroom door when the class was done, from which he would escort her to the next one. He was there waiting for her when her day was through, and they would either walk back to the Common Room together, or he would get one of his toadies - aka Crabbe and Goyle - to carry their books back for them, so that they would be free to go elsewhere. For example, out by the lake, one of their favourite places to walk and talk.
He hung on her every word, listening raptly as they discussed everything and nothing. He even went so far as to study with her in the library, he who never willingly cracked a book that didn't interest him. Under her influence, he actually did his homework and he also began to attend the meetings of the Slug Club that he was invariably invited to - but only because he knew that Narcissa was invited as well. Professor Slughorn delighted in seeing the two wealthy blonds together, and smilingly asked what they would like as a wedding gift. They ignored his bon mots, but it was a thought that had passed more than once through Lucius' mind, and he had actually begun a search for the perfect ring, and the perfect moment in which to present it.
The school was abuzz with talk of the upcoming Yule Ball, even though Halloween was just past. Who was going with who, what would be worn, decorations, theme.... typical topics of conversation. The weather had turned quite chill, typical of Scotland in November, but still the duo found time for their familiar walks about the lake, especially in the evening, once the sun had gone down. Lucius tucked Narcissa's hand carefully into his arm and covered it for the sake of warmth. Of course he did. No ulterior motives there. Just warmth.
"Shall you be going to Hogsmeade next weekend?" Lucius asked her. Personally he did not care for these outings, not normally. But the opportunity of having her company would make the experience not only palatable, but highly desireable.
She stole a glance at him sidewise, through pale lashes, as if she could read his mind, seemingly bemused by his question. "Are you asking me?" she countered coquettishly.
He should have known better than to try to be oblique with her. "Forgive me, I couched that badly," he hastily admitted, restructuring his question. "May I have the honour of escorting you to Hogsmeade Village next weekend?" That was better.
"You may," she assented, moving slightly closer to him, as he slightly increased the pressure upon her hand.
And yet he was waffling, for that was not the question foremost on his mind.
"Narcissa," he began - for they had reached the stage where first names were comfortable, and allowed to be used.
"Yes, Lucius?"
"May I....." But before he could get the next words out, they were rudely interrupted by whoops of laughter and running figures which appeared as if from nowhere, cutting directly across their path, forcing them to either halt or be run into.
"Run, James, run!" the darkhaired youth was crying gleefully, as he pulled on the hand of a smaller tawny headed boy, whom he never let go of, even as the boy cried out, "Sirius, not so fast!" These two came to an abrupt halt as their projected trajectory took them straight into Lucius Malfoy's chest. Obviously a place neither wished to be. The platinum blonde threw out his hands to safeguard the beauty at his side, stepping quickly and protectively in front of her as he did so.
"What the deuce do you think you're doing, Black?" he cried angrily, "Lupin..... both of you, take your worthless selves away from here before you hurt someone!"
Sirius looked at his cousin, standing so intimately behind her white knight, far too close for casual acquaintance, he thought. "Et tu, Narcissa?" he said quietly, his eyes indicating the level of the betrayal he felt.
"Sirius, you're a fool," Narcissa said, "run away and play, and leave the adults alone, you foolish child..."
Sirius started, stung, and a sharp retort was on his lips, but Remus, having seen the expression in Lucius' eyes, didn't find this to be a good idea. "Sirius, we have to go," he tugged at his friend's sleeve. Sirius instantly obeyed, and the next moment they had continued to run along their way, two other figures having passed by in the meantime - aka James and Peter - and soon all four were racing together back toward the castle.
Lucius was livid, and had Narcissa not been present, there is little doubt he would have hexed the heathens. But he had had her to consider, as well as his blood pressure. He turned to her, forcing himself to stay calm, concern written on his face, wondering if they had upset her. But rather than agitation, all he could discern was admiration - for himself.
"You were magnificent," she told him, her eyes shining, "my knight in shining armour...." She leaned up toward him, he leaned down toward her, and their lips seemed to find each other with little difficulty. Ah, the beauty of the first kiss.
"My lady," he replied, once they had come up for air. "Will you go with me to the Yule Ball?" This was the question he had truly wished to ask, and now it was done.
"I will," she agreed, smiling.
They walked back to the castle, separating only when Narcissa's sister Bellatrix approached, wishing to speak to her sister. Lucius gave the brunette a less than friendly look, but she only laughed at him as she drew Narcissa away. Narcissa motioned to Bella to wait a moment, then leaned up and whispered in Lucius' ear softly, "I'll see you later tonight," and kissed his earlobe gently before she returned to her sister's side and allowed herself to be appropriated.
Oh my, was that Lucius Malfoy floating on that cloud, as he made his solitary way to the Slytherin Common Room, almost tripping over Severus Snape, oblivious to his presence before him, his mind on something entirely different.
"Lucius," Severus tried to call him back to reality, "I was just about to look for you. This just arrived by owl post, it seems to be from your parents."
Brought back to reality, Lucius took the rolled parchment, curious to know what could possibly be wanted of him. His parents were generally too busy to trouble themselves with his welfare, and he had come to prefer it that way, jetsetting about the globe, leaving him to his own devices. He unrolled the parchment, and read,
Dear Lucius,
Wonderful news! We have just finished negotations for your bride! Congratulations - you are hereby betrothed to Bellatrix Black. The marriage is to be this coming summer. We shall let you know when you are to formally propose, when the engagement shall be announced, and we'll see about a ring at that time. Until then, get to know her.
Abraxas and Larissa Malfoy
Lucius stared in disbelief at the elegantly scrawled words, as his whole world fell about him.