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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: MC Mondays

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Resurrect Romance

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A Black Secret

Chapter 1

Lucius straightened his robes as he waited for Narcissa to arrive. She was late, but that didn't surprise him. If it was one thing Narcissa was known for, it was her unpunctuality. Still, she never failed to show, even if it was an hour late.

Time passed.

Still, there was no Narcissa.

And when three hours passed, Lucius' shoulders slumped. It looked like there was a first time for everything.

It was the first time Narcissa failed to show for their designated rendezvous time.

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The next night, when Lucius was reading in the library, Tippy the house elf popped into his sanctuary. "Master, Miss Clearwater is here."

Lucius' eyes narrowed in anger. She didn't show yesterday and didn't bother with a note to let him know she couldn't make it. And now she actually had the gall to show up without any notice today. When it wasn't even their day to meet.

He stood up.

"She better have a good explanation," he muttered.

He strode out of the library and went to the main room. Narcissa Clearwater stood near the fireplace, and he momentarily stopped, stunned by her beauty all over again. It was hard to believe such an angel could be a lowly Muggle-born, but he guessed beauty didn't understand the importance of pure blood.

He shook his thoughts out of the way. "You bellowed for me?" he sarcastically asked.

Narcissa turned away from the portrait of Armand Malfoy that she had been intently studying. "You're angry." It wasn't a question.

"Why should I be? It's not like I have anything better to do than wait around for you. I'm just a Pure-blood with important work in the Ministry. My time is of no value."

She sighed. "I apologize for yesterday, but my sister needed me."

He rolled his eyes. He would never understand the relationship between the girls. They were just so different, and yet, they were so close. Like best friends. "What could have been so important that you didn't come?"

"Penelope and the Weasley boy broke up. She was heartbroken."

"What do you know about being heartbroken?" Lucius asked with a sneer.

She narrowed her eyes, and it was the first sign of emotion he saw since they started this conversation. "I might have never experienced heartbreak, but when my sister needs me, I'll be there for her. You, being an only child, could never understand the power of the bond between siblings, but true sisters are always there for each other. No matter what."

"And you couldn't send an owl?"

Narcissa looked away. "You know Penelope doesn't approve of our arrangement. I didn't want to anger her when she was already so upset by stepping away to owl you."

"You expect me to just drop everything and act like yesterday didn't happen? You think I've been waiting around for you with open arms tonight, just hoping you'd show up?"

She looked at him again. Her blue eyes were cool and assessing as she stared him down. "Of course not, but I thought it was pertinent that I explain my absence to you, and I thought it would be better to do it in person. Less insult to the injury to your pride I've obviously afflicted."

The cutting remark was perfectly aimed, but Lucius didn't let it see how it affected him.

He wanted to walk away, let her leave and go back home. After all, there were hundreds of witches that would love to be in her position, would love to have him lather them with attention.

But despite everything—especially her dirty blood—she was still the one he wanted in his bed. Her beauty was unparalleled. Her intellect intrigued him. And he found himself wanting to learn more and more about her.

He quickly went to her and grabbed her wrist.

Ignoring her protest, he pulled until she fell against him. His lips descended and landed on hers with fierce intensity.

She moaned and threw her arms around his neck, pulling so their bodies were flushed against each other.

He easily picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the couch, not wanting to bother trying to navigate in order to get to the bedroom. They fell against the soft cushions, and his lips left hers to nibble down her neck.

She keened and arched, pressing against him. He felt himself harden in his trousers as his hands palmed her perfect, pert breasts. He squeezed and rubbed them through her soft shirt, loving the noises he elicited within her.

"Lucius," she breathily moaned into his ear. He continued kissing her neck, and he felt her teeth gently bite his earlobe.

He growled and crashed his lips on to hers once again, grounding his still-covered erection against her body.

Her hand moved between their bodies and pressed against his hardness. She squeezed, and he tore his lips away. He needed more! Much more!

He grabbed his wand and murmured a spell, making all of their clothes disappear.

She smirked. "In a bit of a hurry, aren't we?"

He didn't dignify that with a verbal response. He just went back to kissing her, and the only sounds that were heard in the room for the next couple of hours were groans, pleas for more, and screams of ecstasy.

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Lucius didn't know what time it was when he woke up. He looked around and Narcissa was gone. It was another thing that shouldn't surprise him even if it never stopped disappointing him. After all, from the first time they had sex, Narcissa never stayed the night.

When Lucius confronted her about it after their third meeting and her third disappearing act, she just looked at him with her cool, confident gaze and answered, "Why should I when I'm nothing more than your mistress?"

And she was right. Although he wasn't married yet, she was no better than his mistress since he didn't acknowledge what they had in public. Still, it wouldn't hurt her to spend the night every once in a while, would it?

Lucius had just finished getting dressed when Abraxas Malfoy walked in with an air of smug confidence. "Lucius, we need to talk," he announced.

Lucius frowned, hearing his father's tone. And he knew he wasn't going to enjoy their talk very much.

(Chapter WC: 1,059)

I know I said Narcissa Clearwater, and Penelope is her sister. That will be explained.

This should be updated once a week, for MC Mondays. Hopefully, I'll be able to stick it.

I don't know how many chapters this will be as I have no outline whatsoever, so you'll be as surprised as I am.