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Tweak says, "He kicks for The Tick"

Narcissa Black (blonde_black) wrote in the_recruitment,
@ 2012-02-16 21:02:00

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! 02/1977, ! complete, ! thread, char: lucius malfoy, char: narcissa black

Who: Lucius & Narcissa
What: The Confrontation
When: Two days after her journal note
Where: Potions classroom
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

Narcissa really shouldn't have been surprised when Lucius didn't respond to her journal entry until two days after she had written it. Still, she had stood in that classroom, waiting for him, her anger only growing. Not only had he so obviously slandered her good name, but then he pretended he had no idea what she was upset about. He's a slimy, cocky git who uses his looks to disspell everything negative about himself. Narcissa had brooded and tried to think every negative thought against him. She knew that once she saw him in person, he would use his wiles on her to try and disarm her. Well it wasn't going to work this time.

When she had finally gotten a hold of him, she was only going to wait so long and if he didn't come, she would root him out and it wouldn't be pretty. She was back in the same deserted Potion's classroom, brewing a calming drought. She had a feeling she might need it later and the complex process put her mind at ease. There was something about potion brewing that calmed Narcissa and that was what she needed when she saw Lucius. Part of her wanted to fly off the handle at him, letting him have what he deserved. The other part told her she needed to be rational and treat the situation as a lady should. There was nothing formal between the two and Lucius probably would like to see that jealous streak in her. She wanted to try and not give him that satisfaction.

She couldn't help but think of the short conversation she had had with Sirius. It was strange to have such a civil one with him, but it was even more surprising to have him warn her against him. To say that he didn't want her to be hurt? What had happened between the two to make Sirius break down like that? She frowned, her concentration broken for a split second, causing her to stir one too many times. Cursing, she threw down her wand and sat on a desk. Why did he have this effect on her? She was suppose to be the one who drove men wild, she was the one who was suppose to be in the power. She hated how he did this to her, but hated herself more for allowing it.

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luciusmalfoi
2012-02-17 12:05 pm UTC (link)

At her seemingly ecstatic reaction, Lucius allowed himself a bit of self-satisfaction, watching her admire the gift and even looking quite grateful for it. It was when she said her last piece that he felt his blood start to run cold and his eyes almost narrowed watching her. However, getting a firm grip on himself, he lightly hopped from the table and turned to face her, hands reaching for hers before ever so lightly running up her arms as he captured her gaze with his own.

"Why Narcissa, I am quite glad that you enjoy my gift. Surely there may be future occasions that will allow you to wear it; I wouldn't worry myself about that." He leaned in closer as his hands ran along the fabric of her sleeves and reached the inside of her elbows, where he lingered while gazing intently.

Lucius was quite proficient with Imperius, but as he didn't want to look suspicious, nor did he want to have to reach for his wand, he leaned down and almost touched his nose to hers, allowing his mind to open hers with his fairly proficient Legilimency. His father had insisted that he learn it as well as Occlumency; at the time, what seemed like a chore was now a very useful tool.

"You should know that I had no thoughts of pleasure. Very much unlike right now, Narcissa," his voice purred while his hands ran up her biceps and landed on her shoulders. His mind projected a sense of relaxation and ease into hers, hoping that the combined sensations would tempt her to voice her forgiveness. When his hands reached the base of her neck, he allowed the tips of his fingers to run lightly until they reached her collar bones. Greys locked onto blues for another second before he leaned down and caught her lips up in a kiss spiked with cool electricity.

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blonde_black
2012-02-18 05:31 am UTC (link)

Narcissa had been looking at her marvelous gift when Lucius' true feelings flashed in his eyes. When she looked up at him, they had disappeared to his usual cool grey and she watched as he walked around to stand in front of her. She was unsure how he would take what she said; things had been going so well that she didn't want to mess up with him. But she also wanted to be honest with him. She was beginning to realize that she didn't just want him to want her because of her title, looks, or money. She wanted him to want all of her.

He surprised her once again as he took her hands, his own traveling up and down her arms. It made her shiver and she looked up into his eyes. They were so beautiful. She felt like he usually had them guarded, but now, she could see the truth. The tension and apprehension she felt all melted away as he said the words she had been hoping for. ...no thoughts of pleasure... Everything blurred as he leaned in forward and before she could do anything, he was kissing her. She didn't know what to do at first, she just stood there, enjoying the feel of their lips together.

It was everything she had hoped it would be. It felt special, not just a sloppy kiss in passing. His lips were cool and soft, not moist or hesitant. Narcissa found herself wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in a little more. She didn't want it to end, but there were still loose ends. She pulled herself away, using all her strength to do so. She put her hands on his chest, her eyes raising to look at him.

"So what does this mean?" she asked softly. "Are you kissing me just to make things better? Or is there...something more?" Her heart was thumping against her chest and she could swear he would be able to hear it. "I...I fancy you Lucius. A lot. And it didn't just hurt my pride that you didn't ask me to the ball or that you seemingly ignore me. It hurt because I care." She stopped herself before she could say more, but realized she had definitely said more then she wanted. She never wore her heart on her sleeve like this. It was too easy for someone to take it and stomp on it or manipulate it at their will. Of all the people to confide in, she chose Lucius? She glanced down and pushed herself away, shaking her head. What had she done?

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luciusmalfoi
2012-02-18 07:38 am UTC (link)

Although Lucius kept his cool façade even after Narcissa had broken the kiss, he felt himself drawn in to what she had been saying. For the most part, he'd taken it all as a game without any real goals nor foreseeable consequences. And then she had to go and say what she did, which suddenly made this more real than it had been. Not that Lucius wasn't expecting her to open up after he'd subtly invaded her mind, but perhaps he was hoping that she would take a different angle and just give in to his wiles, not pour out her emotions. Lucius didn't do emotions.

"It means," he began, voice low and hands covering hers on his chest, thumbs running ever so lightly against hers while he smiled slowly, passing his tongue over his lips to catch the flavour of her, "that you have obvious feelings for me, which may complicate matters." The coldness within himself was shining through, although he didn't want to simply leave it at that; he wanted to leave himself an opening for later, should he wish to revisit the possibilities with Narcissa. She was certainly an eligible witch for his plans, after all. All emotional attachments were pushed aside to a part of his mind that he forced himself not to visit.

"That is not to say that I don't appreciate your feelings, Narcissa; please do not mistake me. Given the general atmosphere around the school and outside of Hogwarts walls, surely you can understand how things will have to proceed at a slower pace." It wasn't a question, merely a statement which Lucius took to be fact. He tried to inject a bit of warmth to his words beneath the drawl, hoping that he was playing a convincing role.

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blonde_black
2012-02-18 07:56 am UTC (link)

It was as she had expected, but she still couldn't help but feel vulnerable and hurt. She was sure her expression showed everything and she hated that. Weakness was not something she took pride in and she was showing it to the one man she wanted to keep it from.

"So you've known this whole time?" she asked, her eyes still downcast. "That I've fancied you?" She pulled her hand from his, not wanting his pity. If he was going to reject her, then she would accept it. He spoke of future possibilities, but those would all be based on her parents decisions. There was no attraction on his point and she would have to deal with that, get over it. Well, she had done it before. She could do it again. Right? At the moment she felt like she wanted to crawl into bed and not get out for awhile. She was more embarrassed than anything. What possessed me to say all of that?

The worst part was she could only hear Potter's words in her head. He doesn't even know you exist. While that certainly wasn't true, he had a point. Everything Lucius regarded in his life was if it would benefit him. She certainly did not fit into that grouping.

She almost laughed at what he said. Not to say I don't appreciate your feelings. Well that was certainly something wasn't it? She shook her head and moved herself off the desk, brushing past Lucius. "I'm sorry to have bothered you today," she said, her voice cool and quiet as she tried to regain control of herself and her thoughts. "Your life is your own and I apologize for trying to push my way into it. I promise you, it won't happen again."

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luciusmalfoi
2012-02-18 10:24 am UTC (link)

He took it all in while maintaining his cool demeanour, wondering at how this turn of events had unfolded. Must brush up on my Legilimency, he thought to himself, rather aghast that it hadn't worked out quite as planned. Sure, she had finally openly admitted her feelings regarding him, but to see this turn in demeanour was not acceptable for his future plans. He would have to make sure to change things accordingly if he wished to succeed.

On that note, he turned to watch her as she'd passed by him, shooting out a hand to hold onto her arm for a minute, wanting to make himself very clear. "Narcissa, you have to understand me. Now is not the best time to be pursuing one's inclinations, no matter the clarity of one's emotions and desires. Someday soon, you will have to realise that." The cryptic words left his lips in a hushed tone, all seriousness laced in between each word. Lucius meant to make a point, but he thought it may not be understood as he intended. As he considered it further, he released her arm to brush past her as she'd done to him, making certain to graze her shoulder as he went

With a quick turn of the head, he added a parting thought: "If it makes you feel like less of a fool, I nearly confessed something which you may have longed to hear." At that, he swiftly left the Potions classroom, buttoning up his dress shirt and narrowing his gaze. Upon spotting a stray young Slytherin trying to sneak back toward the common room, he snarled a warning and pushed past, heading toward the decanter of brandy that he'd kept for such occasions.

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blonde_black
2012-02-18 10:38 am UTC (link)

Narcissa braced herself as she felt Lucius grab to stop her. She wouldn't shy away from him anymore; she wanted to show him she was strong, that she would overcome this. She looked up at him, the slightest spark of hope returning. No! You mustn't feel this way. It will only lead to disappointment over and over again. She had a feeling he was apart of this new group that followed a dark lord, the same that Bella had recently hinted about. Still, what could make someone hesitate towards something they wanted? If the feelings weren't there to overcome it, certainly it meant he would put something else above her.

When he let go, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow at the loss of contact. It may have been the last physical caress she would receive from him and it was enough to make her sigh. She had thought he had left, watching as he went towards the door, yet he stopped. She blinked as he said the words, yet he was gone as swiftly as he had said it. What was it he wished to confess? But more importantly, why couldn't he? Narcissa felt a strange tightening around her heart and she took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Strength. If he wishes you to be nothing, you can be just that to him. Somehow she knew it was going to be easier said than done.

She picked up her potions book and tucked it under her arm before she exited as well, not so much as looking back in the room, but forward towards something new.

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