The beastie looks away with a blush on her face, then the same thing that distracted her grabs my attention as well. As usual Lucius is doing something to aggravate everyone, although the target is my dear sister, Narcissa. The blonde idiot had thrown his food at her, and being a Black, she had, of course avoided the plate.
"This food is foul Narcissa! Clearly you need to be harsher with the elves. You'd almost think they'd tampered with my food specifically."
He sneers before standing and walking towards a door.
"Are you coming dear wife?"
He says the last word with a snarl and Narcissa, with an ice cold expression, makes to rise but the harsh voice of the Dark Lord stops her.
"Narcissa. Please sit."
Quickly she complies and I can see a look of gratitude flash across her face so quickly that anyone who wasn't me would have missed it.
"Lucius. Your behavior is like that of a child. Throwing food at a woman, and might I mention, your wife, is incredibly childish. Clean up your mess."
Lucius stood there with impetulant look on his face. Hopefully he refuses so Voldemort can kill him already. No one would miss him, especially not his wife. Unfortunately if Lucius were killed the death eaters would no longer have access to his manor or his money, as he hadn't given Narcissa any control over their finances. It was a hurdle the dark lord had been trying to figure a way around for awhile.
"Might I add, Lucius, failure to obey will result in punishment. Consider yourself lucky I haven't already crucioed you."
Malfoy refused to move and when he opened his mouth it was clear he was going to defy our dark lord. I grin in anticipation at what might happen.
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Although I was grateful for Tom's intervention I know it will only worsen whatever Lucius might do to me later. Before Lucius can open his shit filled mouth Mr. Riddle flicks his wand and my husband freezes. Nervously I watch as Tom turns to my sisters new pet, Hermione.
"Hermione dear, what do you think a fitting punishment for Mr. Malfoy is?"
I'd never really looked at the brunette or even knew that much about her until now.The most I knew of her was what Draco had told me, brightest witch of her age supposedly, and annoyingly helpful to the Order, up until her capture of course. But I could see that she was very different now. The honey brown eyes that look at Lucius are cold and calculating. Obviously Hermione already knows exactly what kind of man he is. What confuses me is her nose. Her nostrils are flaring and she looks suddenly at the food splattered on the wall behind me. A smirk curls on her lip and she waves a hand. The food on the wall flies back to the table along with the plate, and rearranges itself until it's almost as if it was never thrown.
"If this food is so awful then let's have Mr. Malfoy eat all of it. All of it."
The rest of the death eaters looked shocked at the simple "punishment" but Tom and Bellatrix both give out an evil chuckle. What are they up to? I had already eaten a little, and it tastes fine to me. Tom nods his head in agreement and the brunette waves her hand at Lucius and he's magically marched back to his chair and sat down.
"Eat Lucius."
The Dark Lord commands and Lucius grimaces but is forced to obey when Mr. riddle points his wand.
"Please everyone keep eating."
Nervously everyone begins eating again, glancing at Lucius occasionally. As soon as the last of his food is gone the magic is released.
"AGH!"
My husband shoots up from the table and tries to run out the door but he isn't fast enough. In an instant he's on the floor throwing up.
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I smile in satisfaction as I watch the greasy git hurling on the floor. I'm not sure who, but someone poisoned his food, and I'm willing to bet it was Bellatrix, seeing as she was having a hard time keeping herself from laughing. Pleased with myself I turn to look at Mrs. Malfoy, hoping she has a smile on her face. But she is just watching in horror and I realize that this is all going to backlash on her. I cannot allow that to happen.
Bellatrix, may I protect your sister? This is all going to fall back on her.
The black haired beauty looks at me strangely but nods.
I was just about to ask you Hermione. In fact the dark lord and I have come up with a plan to rid ourselves of Lucius once and for all. I'll tell you later.
She gives me a mischievous smirk, which warms my belly. The way her lip quirks is adorable.
I think I'll trail her all day if you find that agreeable.
She nods again and I can tell I've been dismissed to go prepare. I'll need an entirely different set of gear to sneak around the house undetected.
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Narcissa
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It's much later in the day, after dinner actually when something finally happens. I've been walking fearfully, constantly glancing over my shoulder, hiding from my husband. I know he's beyond furious because our head elf, Winky had come to me beat bloody earlier. No one else mistreated the elves. I hid in the library all day, even through lunch until Bellatrix summoned me to dinner. I was surprised to see that neither Hermione or Lucius were there. And now I'm hurrying to my room, hoping to live out the night. Yes I perfectly mask my emotions, earning my name the ice queen. Concealing my emotions doesn't mean that they aren't there. Fear is always an undercurrent flowing through my veins. Fear for my son, fear for my sister and now always fear for myself. A shiver goes up my spine as I pass through the doorway into my room. As soon as I'm in I lock the door and cast protective spells to prevent anyone from entering. My mistake was forgetting to check if anyone else was in my room.
Horror fills my being when a rough hand clamps shut over my mouth and roughly pushes me to the floor. No no no! I kick desperately but to no avail. Magical bindings hold me on the ground, and prevent me from screaming. Lucius stands over me grinning triumphantly. He reeks of alcohol. The glint of a knife in his hand grabs my attention and the terror coursing through me rises to a whole new level. Without pausing my dress is spelled off while he kneels over me, brandishing the blade, a malicious look in his alcohol hazed eyes. Not again. Hopelessly I struggle under him, praying to Merlin that someone will stop him.
"Let's have a little fun Cissy!"
He spits Bellas pet name at me and licks the knife.
"Show me how much you love me."
He snarls then goes to slam the sharp blade in my thigh. I close my eyes, mentally preparing myself for the pain. But it never comes.
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I roar as I slam into Lucius, too filled with rage to think clearly. How dare he touch Bellatrixs sister. Instantly I have him by the throat against the wall, squeezing on his airway as tight as possible without completely crushing the flimsy windpipe. He makes to move his wand and I glare at the offending hand, blasting the wooden stick out of his grip with magic. I turn my eyes back to his and they are filled with fear.
"If you ever touch Narcissa again I will do much more than leave a few bruises on your neck."
My free hand flies into his skull, knocking him out instantly. I let the limp body sink to the floor before turning to the naked shivering woman on the ground. With Lucius unconscious the magical bonds are gone but she just lays there, tears in her eyes. I take a breath, calming myself so I don't turn back and end her husband.
