L Is For The Way You Look At Me: Lucius/Narcissa Oneshot

[sarahyyy]

Because slyferrethas been so nice and wonderful about my personalised icons *points to icon*, I decided to write her a drabble with a pairing of her choice. And she chose Lucius/Narcissa. 

Now I would like to add that I've never written anything out of Scorose, Dramione and Fremione before, so I have no idea how I did with this drabble. Hope I actually achieved my usual crazy-humour style rather than having a you readers go "what the...?". =D

Without further delay...

Author: sarahyyy
Title: L Is For The Way You Look At Me
Beta: strawberrimelon
Rating: All
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Lucius/Narcissa

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“I forbid!” Lucius fumed, “He has to marry a Parkinson! That was the gist of the whole contract!”

 

“Lucius, dear, he doesn’t like Pansy...”

 

“So let him marry her either one of her sisters! Mimosa and Dragon Root, wasn’t it?” Lucius had started pacing angrily around his study and it was starting to make Narcissa’s head spin.

 

She let out an uncharacteristic snort, “Marigold and Dahlia, dear.”

 

“Right...” He said awkwardly. “But that is not the point! The thing is that he has to marry a Parkinson or we’d be breaking the tradition. The Malfoys have had arranged marriages for the past three centuries. This wouldn’t do...”

 

Narcissa stood up and walked to her husband, putting her hand into his, effectively stopping his pacing, “We were lucky to be in love and happy. Imagine if you had to marry Bella like in the original plans.” She smiled as her husband shivered slightly. “We married for love, Lucius. It’s only fair that Draco gets to, too.”

 

“But...”

 

She cut him off, removing her hand from his, “Or do you not love me?”

 

Lucius looked aghast, “Of course I do!”

 

“Then what’s there not to like? Let Draco marry Astoria. At least she’s a nice girl. Pureblooded too. He could have chosen someone else.”

 

“Like Mimosa or Dragon Root.” He intoned darkly, a scowl etched upon his face.

 

“Lucius, Marigold has a mole the size of Russia on her face. And Dahlia is still trying to learn how to differentiate between a wand and a stick.” She said, not unkindly, but she was starting to get annoyed by her husband’s reaction of Draco’s engagement to Astoria.

 

She smiled again as Lucius’ shoulders drooped a little, “Well I guess we’ll have to cancel the agreement with the Parkinsons, right?”

 

She nodded a little, “I knew you would see my way, dear.” When he didn’t reply, she gave a little chuckle.

 

“You’re such a boy sometimes, Lucius Malfoy.”

 

“But you love me all the same.”

 

“That I do.”