Deuces Are Wild

Chapter Four:: What Now?


The two stared back at each other in relative silence. The two couldn’t look at each other. Harry stared over at the window, that had the blinds. Harry had made it possible for him to see out but anyone who looks up thinks its a closed blind. The sun was shining bright, and the clouds were white and fluffy as usual. He ran a hand through his hair. “Well.. this tells both of us a lot.” Harry started.

Narcissa was quiet, she closed her eyes, “Just like your name Harry, mine has been tarnished as well.” her head was bowed, as Harry cocked his head over.

“So your Mrs. Malfoy...” he said, slowly and evenly, he crossed his arms, a moment, gazing his eyes down on the blonde.

She groaned, and leaned her head down on the pillow, slightly shaken. “It was arranged.” she told Harry. But there was no way he was going to believe her. She was a Malfoy, and that name was tainted.

Harry thought about this, “I know. But, your younger than Sirius was?” a lump swelled in his throat.

She nodded, “Yes. My mom died just a year after I was born, and Annetta, Sirius’s mum, and my oldest sister raised me. She was my guardian.” said Narcissa, softly. She was shaken, and nervous. Oh, if Lucius ever knew. She shuddered to think of the beating of a lifetime she’d get.

Harry walked over, glancing out the window, and glanced back at Narcissa, “Well... this... is heavy.” He said, as Narcissa nodded, “I’ll leave now.” she said, standing and grabbing her clothes.

Harry turned, and watched her, before speaking, “I don’t regret making love to you Cissy.” He said, as she looked up, her blonde hair falling over her shoulder blades. She was evidentally speechless. She dropped her clothes, and pushed, Harry against the wall, and kissed him deeply. Harry kissed her back, holding her nearly lifting her up.

“Neither do, I! B.. But we... ca.. can’t see each other. Its dangerous.” she whispered, gulping.

Harry nodded, “I know...! But, if your ever in need of someone, Owl me Cissy. I’m not going to hold it against you, that you are a Black or a Malfoy. I’m not like that. I look a person for who they are. If I was like that... Petigrew would be dead right now.”

Cissy looked at him, “I have nothing to do with HIM and affairs.” she told him.

Harry looked at her, “I wasn’t going to ask. Besides, the way I seen you last night, no real deatheater could pull that off, had they even tried. You were yourself, you were normal. You were, Cissy.” he told Narcissa.

“You don’t even know me.” “I seen you once before. You were stiff, and cold looking... even toward Lucius Malfoy... and then I seen you last night, and you were soft, and a real woman.” he said, as she sighed, “I.. I guess thats it then.” she said, as Harry nodded, “Yeah... I think so, Cissy.”

Cissy sighed, and moved out of his arms. “Going to get dressed now.” she walked to the bathroom, as Harry sat there, biting his lip. Damn! Of all people he had to meet HER.

Harry had to wonder if he was being too trusting. He knew he might be, but he could be trusting and be on his guard at the same time. That was something Dumbledore had taught him. He walked over to the closet, and pulled out some clothes to get dressed. He was quiet, as he buckled his belt when Narcissa came out, wearing the same thing from last night.

He glanced up, as he seen her looking in the mirror making a face at herself. “You look better without make-up.” He told her.

She glanced over, “Yeah right...”

He looked at her, “I’m not Lucius Malfoy, Cissy!” He walked over. “Perfection doesn’t mean a thing to me, even though you are near there.” He told her, as she stared at him stunned.

She turned, and pulled out a compact, but he took the compact, “Why you need this? You need to be lucky! You have the complexion of a twenty two year old.” He told her, handing back the compact.

“If I don’t have make-up on and Lucius sees it, he’ll question me for an hour.” she told him. He shrugged, “Have it your way.” he grabbed her brush and used it to pull his hair back. She sighed, and turned and applied her make-up. “Why can’t you leave?” he then asked.

Narcissa stopped, and turned, “Are you out of your mind?” she said, in shock. “Lucius Malfoy would KILL me!”

Harry looked at her, “I’ve fought your husband time and time again Cissy. He’s not all that he’s cracked up to be! And neither is Voldemort.”

She shuddered, hearing the name, and scowled, “Easy for you to say, Harry!” she stopped applying her make-up and turned.

“I barely have an education! I can do simple spells! I couldn’t stun him properly if I tried. Besides, I still have my son to worry about.”

“You can persuade Draco Malfoy to change his mind, Cissy. You’re just to frightened to do so.”

“Yes I’m frightened!” she admitted. “I’m scared shitless, Harry. I don’t want to die yet.”

Harry looked at her, “You have a choice Cissy! You don’t have to die.” He was closer to her now. He could see the foundation on her face. He liked her better natural. He stared at her in the eyes, “You’re a woman, Cissy. You deserve the highest respect possible.” his green orbs penetrated hers, and she felt as if Harry was reading her very soul. She shivered, as she found it hard to break eye contact.

“H.. Harry...” Cissy sighed, “You... are making this so hard.”

“What? Telling you you are special!?” he asked, intently.

She shook her head, “Harry! Stop that! You know very well, all I am is just a trophy wife, of one of the darkest wizards.”

Harry couldn’t believe seh was saying this, he pressed his hands against her shoulders, and she flinched. Harry almost let go but didn’t. “Don’t flinch! Look at me Cissy.”

She glanced up at him, and felt something, weird. She was frightened, and nervous, yet, she knew deep down he won’t hurt her.

Harry was quiet a moment searching her over, “I don’t hurt women... unless they are evil enough to have nothing left in them. So don’t flinch when I touch you! I will never hurt you. You deserve the best, and your not a trophy!” He said, sincerely. “You are a beautiful woman who needs to be treated like a queen. Who needs to be touched the right way. Who needs to know that someone is ALWAYS there to love her. That is what you are, Cissy. Don’t let a cold hearted coward, take your life, and empathy. You’re young still, you can get away and have a life, and persuade Draco to not fall into that trap.” he gently let her go, and she swayed, on the spot, with shock. She just stared at him, biting her lip. Tears forming, in her gorgeous eyes. She sniffed, as Harry watched the tear fall, he took his thumb and wiped them. She shook her head, and pushed his hand away tears falling. She didn’t speak. “I.. I’m sorry!” she shook her head, and before Harry knew it she disapparated on the spot, leaving Harry to sigh, hand still raised. He felt her tears, on his fingers, and placed his thumb in his mouth to taste the salt.