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Martha: Yeah so those are my friends.
Me: Hi people!
Them: *Thick Australian accent* Martha get off your phone and socialize with us. Yeah stop being anti-social
Me: *laughing*
Also me: Martha your friends are gold!
Martha: Hey guys apparently we’re goals!
Me: *goes with it*
Them: We’re not goals.
We’re people get it right jeez.
Me: GOLD
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It was yet again another night she awoke without Lucius next to her. She sighed and grabbed the small note he had left on her bedside.
Darling, I love you,
The way you smile.
The way you laugh.
The way you hold my hand.
You’re as bright as The Sun,
Fiery as ever.
Small things that you do,
Just to show affection too.
I’ll be back tonight,
I promise you that.
Now go to sleep,
For we will meet,
When The Sun rises,
And the Dark night sets.
I love you truly,
Lucius Malfoy xx
She traced his signature at the bottom with her slim index finger. Every time he left for a mission he would leave her a small note with a poem he composed for her himself. She would find solace in these notes when he was gone, for She never had a clue if he would even come back. Sitting awake with her lamp on she pulled out a few more of his notes and began to read them smiling whenever he would mention something silly they or she had done. Minutes later there was a small crash outside her bedroom door. She slowly walked to the door her wand in hand, peeking out and seeing that it was Lucius. Bloodied, battered and bruised. Narcissa gasped and ran to her husband.
“Cissa.” He coughed. “I’m fine. Go back to bed.” He pleaded.
“No. I’ll clean you up. Lucius let me help, don’t shut me away.” She whispered. Lucius sighed and nodded allowing her to help him get cleaned up. She brought him to the washroom and started to fill the tub with warm water. She then helped Lucius get undressed, examining all the new gashes and cuts he had received. Lucius groaned as he stepped into the warm water, his tense muscles relaxing and his cuts stinging. Narcissa was about to grab a sponge when she heard a cry from the other room.
“I’ll be right back.” She whispered to Lucius. Running out of the room and into the next she quickly picked up her crying son and tried to calm him.
“Shh shh. Don’t cry love don’t cry.” She gently whispered, a few tears running down her own cheeks. Soon enough Draco had fallen asleep and Narcissa made her way back to the washroom. Once she entered she immediately noticed the water had turned a very light shade of pink. Rushing to the medicine cabinet and fetching a blood replenishing potion and giving it to Lucius to drink. Slowly she cleaned his cuts with a sponge while he winced and clutched her other hand. Narcissa then helped him get dressed again, leaving his chest bare so she could bandage up his cuts. Laying him on his side of the bed she grabbed the slave and applied it consciously and carefully to the wounds, next wrapping his whole chest and back in bandages. “She quickly muttered a small spell to numb the pain for a while. Another cry came from Draco’s room and Narcissa yet again ran to the other room to tend to her son. Once she thought he was back asleep she laid him down, but the attempt was futile as he just cried even louder than the last time. This went on for a while before Narcissa gave up and brought him back to their room.
“We’ve got a roommate tonight.” She said walking in the room. She laid Draco in between the two of them and he cuddled close to his mother’s chest. She kissed the top of his head and looked at her husband who was looking back at her affectionately.
“What would I do without you Cissa?”
“I-I don’t know.” She stuttered.
“Nothing absolutely nothing.”
She smiled at this and continued to let Draco play with her hand. Draco then turned around and crawled over to his father and climbed on top of him. Lucius let out a low hiss, but sighed in relief when Narcissa cast the numbing spell on him again. Draco gently played with his father’s hair until he fell asleep on his chest. Narcissa scooted closer to her boys and kissed Lucius softly on the lips.
“When will this be over?” She asked.
“Soon, my love, soon.”
That was October 31st 1981 the day Voldemort was defeated. From that day on The swore under all circumstances to protect their son at all costs no matter the price, even if it was their lives.
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I don’t dress to impress. I dress to depress. I wanna look so good that people hate themselves.
Narcissa Malfoy, probably (via grangerblack-family)
Lol had to repost
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Lucius: HONEY
Narcissa: what?
Lucius: WHERE ARE MY DEATHEATER ROBES?
Narcissa: I uh, I put it away.
Lucius: WHERE?
Narcissa: WHYY do you need to know?
Lucius: THE DARK LORD IS CALLING!
Narcissa: MY EVENING IS IN DANGER!
Lucius: WE’RE TALKING ABOUT THE GREATER GOOD HERE!
Narcissa: I AM YOUR WIFE! I’M THE GREATEST GOOD YOU’RE EVER GONNA GET!
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[Narcissa trying to tell Lucius she’s expecting]
Narcissa: Lucius do you remember that night where I told you better safe than sorry?
Lucius: How could I forget?
Narcissa: Well...Sorry.
Lucius: *faints*
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“Potter Pottery Potter Potter!”
-Draco after stubbing his toe
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Sirius: Okay muchachos lets get a roll on these muchachos.
James: Great start and I love the double use of muchachos!
Remus: *face palms*
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“I really don’t get what’s so bad about killing people I mean if anything I’m doing them a favour.”
-Bellatrix (to Sirius)
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I wrote it and submitted it to @luciusmalfoyimagines please go follow them if you like the Malfoy’s some of them are cute and others are funny!
First Kiss
It was a rainy afternoon and Slytherin had just won the quidditch match. Everyone was excited and bustling with joy except for Narcissa. She could care less at the moment. Whether it was recently finishing out her sister had been disowned or her recent break up with Yaxley no one knew. Only her close friends could tell you it was neither. Yes Narcissa was slightly upset about the break up and missed her sister greatly that was not what was darkening her mood. She walked past the crowd of cheering Slytherins and was headed in towards the castle. Lucius spotted her from the crowd and weaved his way up to her until he gently grabbed her wrist causing her to turn and look at him. Without saying a word Lucius ran with her away from the crowd and the pitch. ‘Where the hell is he taking me?’ She thought. Lucius stopped abruptly at the Black Lake and spun her around so she was pressed against him. He leaned down and whispered in her ear “Trust me.” And with that he dipped her down into a romantic kiss. Narcissa pulled up her jacket but let it fall when she felt a gentle touch to her waist. She could feel Lucius smirking which caused her to smile. After they were finished Narcissa mustered all her courage to mumble to words “How long?” “Since first year, and I’ve never doubted myself since.”
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“I was told when I was young that Malfoy’s could get whatever they wanted at the snap of a finger. Cissa wasn’t like that. I had to work hard to get her to love me the way I loved her. I’m not sure but maybe that’s why I love her so much.”
-Lucius Malfoy (maybe I dunno why don’t you ask him yourself?)
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Draco: I need a new insult for Potter he doesn’t seem to be bothered by the ones I throw at him anymore.
Blaise: Maybe that’s because the last time you saw him your insult was I don’t have firends I’m going to go cry myself to sleep. Your lucky you have a life Potter.
Draco: was it really that bad?
Slytherin house: you have no clue.
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Narcissa: What did Bella get us?
Lucius: Umm... a bottle of wine and divorce papers.
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“Being the youngest often means you’re spoiled I was an- Wait you know what that’s I lie I was the most spoiled little brat you would ever meet.”
-Narcissa Malfoy probably at some point.
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Pretty self explanatory now I’ll do more organized things.
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Oh, well look at you! Oh, Narcissa, the morality queen! “Hi, I’m Narcissa, I’ve never lit anybody on fire before!” You know, you light one person on fire and everybody FREAKS OUT!
Bellatrix Lestrange
(via themostincorrecthouseofblack)
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“Narcissa is a perfectionist which is sometimes a good thing ….like when it comes to picking out a husband”
-Lucius Malfoy
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