Behind the Closed Doors

Authors Note: BEFORE READING THIS CHAPTER PLEASE RE-READ CHAPTER TWO, A.K.A. THE FIRST ENCOUNTER BECAUSE I ADDED A LOT MORE THINGS TO IT. THANK YOU!


Chapter Three

The school year finished and as predicted Lucius Malfoy graduated Hogwarts with flying colors and leaving Narcissa Black alone for the time being. A year later Andromeda graduated as well. After learning the truth about Andromeda’s attraction to her muggle-born classmate, Narcissa felt a little uneasy around her sister. Even though she respected Andy’s decision, she did not approve of it.

Once their parents found out about what their eldest daughter had done, the embarrassment she caused her entire family line, Andromeda was disowned from the Black family - completely burned from the family tree, leaving her nameless and penniless. This of course couldn’t make Bellatrix any happier.

Since Narcissa was the youngest daughter, her family left her home most of the time when they were attending ballrooms and other high social gatherings. In truth, Narcissa was grateful to her father for what he was doing. Unlike his wife, Cygnus Black did not like to see his baby anywhere near the Malfoys, who attended all high London events.

When Abraxas and Lucius Malfoy came to their estate, the summer Lucius graduated, to re-negotiate the terms of betrothal to Narcissa instead of Andromeda, Cygnus declined any such offer right away. He offered Bellatrix instead. If Lucius did not like the idea of being betrothed to his second daughter than he can look for another pureblooded family to carry his line. Lucius agreed to Cygnus Black’s terms with one of his own. If Bellatrix Black should ever break the contract for any reason at all, he would take Narcissa as a repayment or the Black family entire status.

As the years went by, Narcissa seemed to forget about Lucius’ promise that once she matured she would be his and his alone. Narcissa was happy. She had nothing more to do with the likes of Lucius and felt very liberated. It never bothered her that Bellatrix boasted of her connection to the Malfoys. As far as Narcissa was concerned, she was not her sister’s competition in that department.

During Narcissa’s sixth year of Hogwarts she finally agreed to go out with a persistent seventh year Slytherin, Jason Isaacs. Jason had wanted to court Narcissa since her fourth year but the witch had never agreed to it. He was tall, lean and had auburn colored hair and the most enchanting blue eyes. He was not as rich as most students in Slytherin, but he knew how to carry an important air around him.

Even though she was free to do what she pleased, Narcissa couldn’t help but remember Lucius’ bidding. But as the two became prefects, they worked closely together and became really good friends. Narcissa finally decided she was mature enough to handle a wizard of her own.

It was Hogsmeade weekend and Narcissa and Jason were slowly walking on the snow dusted cobbled streets after a fulfilling lunch, quietly talking to each other about what they wanted to do after they leave Hogwarts. It was a nice, light atmosphere until two enormous figures blocked their path.

“Excuse us, gentleman.” Said Jason, as he gently held onto Narcissa’s elbow as they tried to circle the two wizards only to be blocked once more. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Yes,” answered one wizard. “Someone important requests your presence right away.”

“Who?” Asked Jason confused.

“Someone of importance.” The shorter of the two wizards replied after a quick glance at Narcissa.

“I am sorry, gentleman, but I would have to decline your offer as I am on a date with this lovely witch.” Jason replied. “Now if you’ll excuse us.”

“Her presence is required as well.” The taller wizard said as he held out his wand, pointing it to the younger wizard’s middle. “We were told to bring you and the witch by free will or force…the choice is yours.”

Narcissa couldn’t identify the two wizards even though they looked somewhat familiar. She looked around and strangely there was no one around. Her hand itched to get the wand out of the pocket of her coat but the moment she made a move, a second wand was pointed at her.

“Please do not make me use an unforgivable on you, Ms. Black.” That stopped her from reaching any farther. “Now, if you would please follow me, I would not have to resort to such measures.” He turned and started to lead the way.

“After you,” the other wizard waited until the couple followed his partner as he reared after them.

The four walked in silence, Narcissa shaking all the while. As they turned another corner to an empty alleyway, the shorter wizard pointed his wand to the wall, tapped a few bricks in a sequence and then proceeding in when the wall slid to the side.

“Go on,” said the wizard from behind, pressing the tip of his wand to Jason’s back harder than was necessary. They climbed three sets of rickety stairs and walked down the old, webbed hallway before stopping at the door that had No.13 on it. Not bothering to knock, the shorter wizard pushed the door open and walked into the fire-lit room.

Once she was in, Narcissa felt all the air leave her lungs at the sight that greeted her. There, behind the polished mahogany desk set non-other then Lucius blood Malfoy.

Putting his quill back into the inkwell, Lucius looked at the newly arrived occupants of the room. He walked around the desk, cane in hand and said, “Thank you for your assistance, gentleman.” Both wizards nodded. “If you could please wait outside while I have a word with my guests, I would appreciate that.”

Without a word, both wizards stepped out of the room.

Narcissa tightened her fingers around Jason’s hand when she felt her palms begin to sweat. Why was she here? Why had Malfoy requested her presence? What did he want from her? She gasped silently as she remembered his warning from years ago. Widening her eyes she quickly glanced at Jason and then at Lucius, shaking her head in denial. His smirk let her know that he was thinking of the same thing.

“Hello, brat,” said the former Slytherin, as he looked at her from head to toe. “It has been a while, won’t you agree?” Indeed, it had been five years since the last time he laid his eyes on her in such close proximities. And those five years really did her justice.

Narcissa looked much more sophisticated and feminine than most witches do in a lifetime. She was tall, the top of her head just reaching his broad shoulders. Her long, blonde locks were neatly gathered in a bun in the back of her head, making her high check bones jut out proudly. And even though Lucius knew she was afraid at the moment, he could still see the stubborn spark in her blue eyes that had hunted him for years.

Turning to Narcissa’s date, Lucius asked: “Mr. Isaacs, may I presume that you know who I am?”

“Lucius Malfoy,” the boy replied evenly, looking up at the wizard. “I was in the second year of Slytherin when you were a head boy.” Jason looked down at Narcissa and then back at Lucius. “Is there something you wanted from us?”

“Indeed, I have.” The blond Slytherin assured.

“What can I do for you?” Asked Jason.

“Well, for starters, I would really like you to let go of Ms. Black’s hand.” Lucius pointedly looked at their joined hands. He smiled in approval when Narcissa automatically snatched her hand away. “Now I would like to extend a…friendly warning to you, Mr. Isaacs.” Jason’s brows drew together in confusion as he listened to Malfoy. “I would like you to understand that Ms. Narcissa Black is completely off limits to you or any other randy wizard that is foolish enough trying to test my territory.”

“I beg your pardon!” Jason asked appalled.

“Beg all you want, Mr. Isaacs, but if I ever find out that you so much as think to persuade Ms. Black to go out with you again, I assure, not will you only suffer my wrath but your whole family will as well. Do I make myself clear, Mr. Isaacs?” When Jason hesitated to answer right away, Lucius added, “I could easily call back my associates to help you understand.”

“I don’t have to do your bidding.” Jason answered back. “As long as Narcissa wants to be in my presence than I shall be at her side until she wishes otherwise.”

“Hearing you say that, I am not too sure the sorting hat sorted you in the right house.” Lucius sneered. “You sound more like a bloody Gryffindor with that bravado than a cunning Slytherin. But if you insist on having your way…” Lucius walked around the couple and opened the door. “If you gentleman would remove Mr. Isaacs from my sight and show him what happens when someone disrespects their superiors, that would be splendid.”

“Jason!” Narcissa yelled frantically as the two giant wizards came into the room, pushing her aside as they grabbed Jason by his coat and apparated somewhere else. It was just her and Lucius now and Narcissa could not help but shudder at the though of what he would do to her. “Stay away from me, you bloody snake!” Narcissa seethed as she backed away from the crazy wizard.

“Come now, darling.” Lucius began smoothly as he followed, cornering Narcissa between himself and the mahogany desk he occupied earlier. “Is that anyway to great someone you haven’t seen in years?”

At twenty-two Lucius Malfoy managed to outgrow his father and stand proudly at 6’2’’. His shoulders were wide and toned. His platinum blond hair was much longer now, growing past his shoulder blades. Lucius was more accomplished than most wizards at age sixty. Following in his father’s footsteps, Lucius received his degree in Wizarding Business Management and Politics and was second in command of all the Malfoy Corporation throughout Europe. He had everything that most could not achieve in a lifetime…everything except Narcissa that is.

After leaving Hogwarts, as he promised her, Lucius still kept his tabs on Narcissa through other students. Their separation had been fine with him until Narcissa’s fourth year. He had been notifies that a fifth year Slytherin wizard, nonetheless, ignored all the warnings about approaching the Ravenclaw witch from his respective schoolmates. The only reason he did not interrogated the situation sooner was because Narcissa constantly avoided Jason Isaacs’ attempts. Lucius had already collected all the data about the Isaacs family and was ready to use it against them if the need should arise. It seemed that the need to use it had finally come.

Lucius took another step toward the frightened witch and gently caressed her cheeks with his knuckles. “Take off your coat,” he said in a hoarse whisper.

“What?” She asked, leaning away from his touch.

“I want you to take your coat off.” Lucius repeated.

“I will do no such thing!” Narcissa answered as she tried to push him away to create more space between them.

Taking a few steps back, Lucius pulled his wand from his cane and pointed at Narcissa’s chest, murmuring evanesco under his breath. A second later Narcissa was left wearing her wool, knee-high wrap dress. The dress had a V-neck, lightly exposing the gentle slopes of her forming breasts.

After looking at her from head to toe, Lucius said thoughtfully, “It disturbs me greatly that you tried to make yourself look so lovely for someone other than myself, Narcissa.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Barked Narcissa. “What is it to you anyway? Why do you care?” This was her first date and she could not believe Malfoy ruined it for her,

“Has our last conversation slipped your mind, or were you naive enough to think that I would just sit back and let someone paw what is mine?” Lucius asked through his clenched teeth.

“I am not too sure why it is any of your business if someone does paw me.” She fired back. “You are involved with my sister, Bellatrix, and therefore should be keeping your eyes on her.”

He looked at her thoughtfully and finally decided to tell her the true reason about him and Bellatrix. “I was never seriously involved with your sister. Bellatrix and I had always had a mutual understanding.” Lucius gently took hold of Narcissa willowed wrist and tugged her along to the leather couches that were facing each other on the plush rug. He gently pushed her to sit on one and then took his own seat in front of her. “You of course remember Rodolphus Lestrange, do you not? He and I attended the same year of Hogwarts.”

Narcissa did remember that wizard. She always saw Bellatrix around him. He had dark hair and was very lanky. He also sported a neatly formed goatee. “What does he have to do with anything?”

“As of this morning, he became your new brother-in-law.” He watched in satisfaction as Narcissa’s eyes widened in shock. The witch truly did not expect that bit of information. How could she when no one else knew about it, not even her parents had an inkling that their daughter became someone’s lawful wedded wife merely hours ago? “I stood as the best man and a witness to the union.”

“No.” Narcissa said calmly. “I do not believe you.” She took a moment to get through her thoughts before adding. “And even if what you are telling me is true I do not see the reason why I should be involved in Bellatrix’s skims. I have no intention to be around when my parents express their displeasure toward their union.”

“The point I am trying to make, Ms. Black, is that my contract with your sister had been breached by Bellatrix herself.” He leaned back and watched the light of acknowledgement dance in her eyes. “Surely you know what that means, don’t you?”

Narcissa abruptly stood up and said, “My father would never allow it!”

Lucius fallowed her movements and also stood up, his taller frame casting a huge shadow of doubt around her. “Whether or not he will allow it is of little concern to me since the agreement had been written half a decade ago.” He placed his hand into one of his pockets, and an instance later presented her with a roll of parchment.

“What is this?” Narcissa asked warily, looking down at the roll.

“Open it,” Lucius replied.

Slowly, Narcissa reached for the document and carefully unrolled it. It did not take her a long time to gasp, realizing what this document really was.

A Marriage Contract

This document was a magically binding marriage contract. It was signed by four people, two of who were her parents and the other two were Lucius and his father. The neatly scripted contract was simple and to the point stating:

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Let it be known that Mr. Lucius Malfoy, pureblood, son of Abraxas and Lucinda Malfoy, of the noble house of Malfoy is hereby betrothed to Ms. Bellatrix Black, pureblood, daughter of Cygnus and Druella Black, of the noble house of Black.

Should the bride’s side breach this union, let it be know that Lucius Malfoy will be entitled to the youngest daughter of Cygnus and Druella Black, Narcissa Black, pureblood, as a compensation for Bellatrix Black or forfeit all the properties and titles owned by the Black family to the Malfoy family for the next three generations.

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The date on the bottom under the four signatures was five years old.

Lucius gently tugged the contract from Narcissa’s shaky fingers. “As you read, Ms. Black, at the moment you and I are legally betrothed.” He rolled the parchment and placed it back into him robes.

“I am not yet of age.” Narcissa informed the former Slytherin through her suddenly dry throat.

“No, you are not.” Lucius placed his tight hand over her left shoulder and squeezed lightly. “What a pity. But, I guess the age difference between us could not be helped.”

“Please let me go,” Narcissa pleaded in a whisper.

“Do not worry, my love.” Lucius took hold of her hand once again and then pulled her along to the mahogany desk. “I promise that I will personally escort you back to Hogwarts as it is my duty.” Lucius walked around the desk and opened one of the drawers. He took out a small black box, closed the drawer and then walked back around to Narcissa.

Lucius opened the lid of the box to expose the most exquisite Victorian golden double serpent ring with diamond and emerald, representing eyes of the reptiles. “This ring is a Malfoy heirloom and has been passed down for generations.” Lucius took the ring and placed the box on the desk before grasping Narcissa’s shaky fingers of her left hand. “Once you give me a son, he will too inherit this priceless object and pass it on to his bride just as I am doing right now.”

Just as the cold band touched her skin, Narcissa seemed to break through her trans. Breaking their contact by pulling her hand out of his reach, she said, “If you think I will accept this union without a fight than you, Mr. Malfoy, are more insane than I thought.”

“I don’t believe you have any other choice but to accept this union.” Lucius smirked, enjoying her rebellion. “I am sure you do not want to be the cause of your family’s down fall.”

“Even though you have the power to kick my family out of the inner circle of high society, I am sure my father will be able to make his way back in.”

“Do not spout rubbish, darling. It does not become you.” Lucius chided her. “You know just as well as I that money and power talks, and I have a lot of both. All I have to do is bribe a few Ministry officials and they will all be putty in my hand.”

He had her cornered and they both knew it. “Why are you doing this to me?” Taking another small step back, Narcissa whispered with her eyes closed. “You could have any witch you want with a snap of your fingers. Why do you want me?”

“Because you are the only witch who ever dares to stand up to me. It feels very refreshing.” He had no qualms about letting her know his real reasons. “Even though you were only a first year, I still dream about the way your eyes sparkled and the way you carried your self through the ordeal.” Lucius watched, as Narcissa took deep, calming breaths to settle her, no doubt, accelerated pulse rate. “I know that you are frustrated with this situation and all I could advise is that you get over it.”

He stepped toward her and made a sudden move to grasp the back of her neck with his empty hand. Surprised, Narcissa’s eyes flew open as she tried unsuccessfully to ease his grip.

“I have been humiliated by the Black family enough to last me a lifetime.” He spoke through his perfectly white teeth. “First it was Andromeda, whom chose that mudblood over me. Than Bellatrix, breaching our contract by marrying Lastrange - not that I minded that outcome too much but the word will get out eventually, making me the laughing stock in wizarding London.” He squeezed the back of her neck a little harder as he continued. “And now you. When I specifically warned you not to do anything of such nature, you deliberately disobeyed me by giving that poor chap hope of what might have been.”

“I do not need to explain my self to you, Malfoy.” Narcissa fought back by pushing at his colossal chest. “As far as I am concerned I was and still am as free as a bird. I don’t need to answer to you.” She pushed harder. “You have no claim on me beside that ridiculous contract you are keeping in your robes.”

“No claim on you, you say?” Lucius pushed her away from him, making Narcissa hit the cold wall in the process. “Funny you should say exactly that because I absolutely forgotten for a moment that I could do just that.”

“Explain yourself!” Narcissa demanded.

“Gladly,” said Lucius before pointing his wand at her and whispering impedimentum. Lucius slowly came closer to a frozen Narcissa and gently caressed her jawbone. “You know, Narcissa,” Lucius began. “What I am about to do to you has not been performed in almost two-hundred years in the Malfoy family.”

Narcissa’s eyes widened. ‘He wouldn’t force himself on me, would he?’

“Of course I wouldn’t do that to you. As you have mentioned a number of times before, you are only sixteen, my love. The first time I’ll bed you, it will be to consummate our marriage bed.” At her confused look, Lucius pointed at his temple and explained, “The ability to use legilimens is an extraordinary thing, won’t you agree?”

Slowly, Lucius tugged the side of her V-neck, exposing her pale left should. The skin took almost no time turning into light shade of scarlet under his scrutinizing gaze. “It pleases me that your body is so pure and innocent, blushing at my slightest touch. I cannot wait to see what will happen to it once you and I become more intimate.” Narcissa shuddered at the thought and tried to fight through the spell. “But to insure that that will eventually happen, I am afraid that what I am about to do is inevitable.”

As gently as possible, Lucius placed the Victorian ring to the skin of Narcissa’s soft shoulder. He recited an incantation that Narcissa was sure she never heard of before letting out a retched scream that was caused by the sudden sharp pain. The pain seemed to last forever but in reality was no longer than a few seconds.

It took another minute for Narcissa to realize that she was no longer in pain and that she was able to move. She breathed rapidly a few gulps of air before screeching through her blinding tears of pain and shame at the sneering wizard, “What have you done, you bastard?”

“Nothing too life threatening, I assure you.” Lucius explained. “You now carry a Malfoy claim on your body that will only respond to me.” With ought a thought; Lucius gently caressed the serpent, making Narcissa immediately weak in the knees. “It will give you the greatest pleasure when I arouse it and bring you pain if it senses someone with impure thoughts about your person.”

Narcissa looked at her exposed left shoulder and gasped. The smooth surface of her skin was now marred. She could see a small serpent etched in its new home.

Not able to contain her anger and embarrassment much longer, Narcissa slapped Lucius with all her might. “You will pay for this, Lucius Malfoy.” Narcissa said as she backed to the door. “My family will not stand for it.”

Not sure of how to react to the slap, Lucius just held his burning cheek. His silver eyes darkened. No one had every done that to him before or if someone tried to, they didn’t live long enough to spread the tale. Lucius gripped her upper arms and pulled her to him. “I will never raise my hand at you out of anger,” he said quietly. “But if you ever dare such a thing again than I will not be accountable for my actions.” Shaking her hard back and forth, he asked, “Do I make my self clear?”

“Yes.” Narcissa said, hoping just to be let go. Narcissa closed her eyes as Lucius pointed his wand at her again. A second later, she was dressed in her robes again.

“And as far as your family not standing for what I have done, believe me they will be praising you for being their saving grace. Now come on,” Lucius said gruffly. “I will escort you back to school.” He conjured her coat back and helped her into it. “I still have a lot of business to conduct, including a visit to the Black estate for a meeting with your father.” He informed her. “The news that your sister had eloped must have reached Cygnus by now.” Lucius thought he heard something so he looked down at her. “Did you say something?”

“You planned all this, didn’t you?” Narcissa asked again. “I am talking about Bellatrix breaching the contract, so I could be entitled to you?”

Lucius looked at her for a long moment before asking, “Are you really surprised?”

“I know I shouldn’t be surprised but I was honestly hoping that you had forgotten about me.” She whispered.

“I couldn’t forget about you even if I tried.” Lucius tugged her face so she looked up at him. “You are the only witch that I could ever want. Remember that, my little brat. I will have you no matter how conning I have to be to get you.” With that promise, Lucius apparated away to the ground of Hogwarts with Narcissa in his strong embrace.

TBC…

Author's Note: So what do you think so far. Like it? Hate it? Please review.
Next chapter will continue with LM/NB wedding night. Please stay tuned!

P.S. For those of you who had not realized, Jason Isaacs is the actor who plays Lucius Malfoy in HP movies!


P.P.S. To Gryffindorclutz. I will take you up on your offer. I am still polishing the next FI chapter. Now the fic that I would love for you to write is a sequal to the Black Mistake. I'm way into that fic for my own good. Anyway, please make this one feature Draco and how he, like his father, uses cunningness to makes Hermione his wife.

Pretty Please!!!