“Father!” Dracaena stormed into Lucius’ office unannounced, furious. “Explain this!” The man set down his quill, frustrated. Taking the parchment from her, it was the front-page of that dreadful Quibbler rag with an interview. The headline read: “Malfoy Patriarch accused of participating in murder of Hogwarts student”. Lucius sighed, throwing down the paper.
“What of it?” His eyes drifted upwards to meet Dracaena’s, cold and uncaring. She hesitated.
“P-Potter says you were there. That you watched them kill Diggory.” Lucius blinked slowly.
“I was.” He was careful to control his voice, careful to conceal the turmoil within. Dracaena held no such pretence.
“Potter was nearly killed too!”
“A mistake, on our part.”
“Father!” Lucius turned away, slowly, deliberately, raising his sleeve to reveal the dark mark beneath. Dracaena took a step back, colour draining from her face. “Surely not…” Lucius locked eyes with her once again.
“I am bound to serve the Dark Lord, Dracaena. You know this.” The girl balled her fists, shivering in anger and disbelief.
“And mother?!?” Lucius shook his head.
“Your mother is not part of this, but that will change.” Dracaena shook her head, slowly at first then turning to a whorl of blonde and green as she turned, storming out of the office.
He did not see her for the rest of the day. She’d been called to the evening meal, but remained hidden away in her bedroom. Narcissa had fussed about it, but made no indication to Lucius of what she’d been told and eventually, one of the House Elves was dispatched to deliver her meal. It was near sunset when Lucius sank down into a chair in his study, only for knock to rap against the door.
“…Lucius.” The voice was Narcissa’s. “We need to talk.”
“Come in.” He said, an undeniable quiver in his voice. Narcissa stepped inside, closing the door behind her and speaking a silencing ward. They would have no disturbances. Sitting opposite to him, she spoke:
“You fought with our daughter.” Lucius looked away.
“I informed her of our duties.”
“You told her you’re a Death Eater.”
“Something to that effect, yes.” He turned to look at her, expecting anger, fury or perhaps disgust; only to be met with sadness.
“Lucius, have you any idea of what she feels? What she’s thinking?” He swallowed, tongue thick and dry in his mouth. “She’s terrified. Of this war, of the Dark Lord… and that you’ll kill the boy.”
“Potter.” He spat, and Narcissa nodded.
“She cares for him, you know.” Lucius’ mouth twitched into a sneer.
“That boy is a disgrace to our kind, him and his blighted family.” There was a pregnant silence cast over the room. After what felt like minutes, Narcissa spoke, her voice small.
“And he is family.” His eyes narrowed, glimmering like ice in the moonlight.
“Meaning?”
“He is Sirius’ godson. And, the inheritor of the Black dynasty as a result.”
“You don’t mean to say you’ve-“ Narcissa nodded, and Lucius felt himself deflate. “Then what of Dracaena? What does she feel?”
“Love, perhaps. Some childish form of it.” She didn’t look at Lucius as she spoke. “Losing him would devastate her, and your attempts to drive them apart-“
“Have failed.” Lucius said, defeated. Another pause, longer than the last. The man’s mind was like a tempest, his ship of reason thrown about waves of emotion and battered against the stones of reality. Finally, he sighed. “Then our attack on the ministry must fail. I must be taken prisoner, and…” he fought to form the words, a terrible weight caught in his throat. A hand fell on his, and he closed his eyes. “I must have her learn to hate me.”
“Will that keep her safe from… Him?” Narcissa said, voice a whisper.
“I don’t know.” And for the first time, Lucius Malfoy felt truly powerless.
#malfoid
Here are all the Dora-ko drawings I've made so far. I'll be drawing other HP characters, fanfics, and subplots as well. Which ones would you like to see me draw?
嫉妬?④ / Jealous? — Part 4)
※今回の嫉妬のシチュエーションは二次創作です。
BAD END-3(?)— 甘い罠 / A Sweet Trap
「……僕じゃ、ダメなのか? ポッター。」
※二次創作シチュエーション / Fan-made scenario
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(彼女はふっと笑みを浮かべ、そっとポッターの腕に絡みついた。)
「……なあ、ポッター。」
「僕じゃ……物足りないのか?」
「……ふふっ。だったら、ちゃんと言ってみろよ。」
「おまえが本当に欲しいものは、何なんだ?」
※どうやら、別の意味で逃げ道を失ったらしい。
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(She gives a faint smile and gently slips her arm around Potter's.)
“…Hey, Potter.”
“Am I… not enough for you?”
“…Heh. Then go on, tell me.”
“What is it you really want?”
Looks like there's no way out of this one, either.
#二次創作 #Malfoid #FemMalfoy #Malfoy