White Flower; Black Dragon

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Summary: Snape\'s loved Narcissa all his life ... there\'s just one obstacle - Lucius.

Major Notes: This story was inspired by the mystery of Narcissa Malfoy\'s life. She is still an enigma to most of the readers, and I found this the perfect opportunity to write a little background into her personality and life - Harry still hasn\'t met Narcissa face to face, and therefore cannot pass judgment on what she is truly like. This fan fic tortures the characters to a boiling point - will the relationship between Narcissa and Snape work out? Or will it be ruined by our lovely Lucius? In the ending all will be revealed.

Disclaimer: All chacracter\'s belong the lovely J.K. Rowling, except for that odd one here and there. The storyline belongs to me alone.

Story featured on Sycophant Hex.


The Grand Passion


Her lips were on his with great intensity, in a sense it was bruising and passionate, a feeling of being so possessed by another human being to the extent of madness. It had been so long since he felt another woman\'s touch -the fragile scent of her sexuality, the beads of sweat between two bodies in friction as they move in an erotic dance of love. To realize that the beautiful creature before you is tangible and in wanton for you.


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It was only a dream - a beautiful and erotic dream - one which in real life he would never have the pleasure of experiencing for real. It had been years of gazing in her direction with nothing but hunger in his eyes. The jealousy, which grew and grew of her husbands luck at finding such an excellent partner for life. It had been his dream to make love to such a gentle flower; he had heard from her husband that she was a tigress in the marital bed - that she was as deep as the darkened depths of the ocean and her skin as sweet as the flowers that once grew in the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

He had never spoken of his passions to anyone else; he wrote about it in his diary all the time - the erotic dreams, which made him cry out in ecstasy during the night. If someone were to find this diary, he would not know what to do. Hours upon hours he spent contemplating on what to do about his insatiable lusts. The only woman who he knew could fill this empty void in his life was Narcissa Malfoy, the wife of his closest friend - Lucius Malfoy.

From childhood he remembered visiting Narcissa\'s family when she was just a small girl and he was just a small boy. He remembered her lying under the trees of her childhood manor and pouring over endless books. He would keep her company by reading poetry to her, he knew she saw him as her childhood friend - not as a future lover or husband...just the boy who came to visit her on ocassions.

He remembered both their families sitting around the fireplace and discussing politics and their hatred of Mudbloods. The poison, which lurked behind closed doors was unimaginable - most of the Pureblood families of great wealth in England were great supporters of the Dark Lord, they worshiped his new ideas and purifying tactics. Those were dark times - but the happiest times, when he could be around her, free of Lucius.

It had broken him when he found out she was to be married to Lucius. All his dreams vanished before his eyes in a bloody and horrible mess. He didn\'t think Lucius deserved her, just to be close to Narcissa he joined the Death Eaters, just to keep in contact with Lucius he joined the Death Eaters...he would kill for her - and he did.

There would be a day that she would no longer be in his dreams - a day where she would surrender herself body and soul. It was his only chance to prove to himself that joining the Death Eaters was not in vain.

She was worth every sacrifice he had to make in life.


authors notes: Reviews wanted. Don\'t worry his lusts will be satisfied. *grins*