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valiantheartdorcas:

“I didn’t shove anyone about. It was a fair duel.” She met his gaze, defiance lighting her eyes, her posture unafraid. If there was one thing she disliked was people attempting to bully her. Or anyone else for that matter.  “I will not do a sub-par job just because you’re trying to scare me into making your house look good. I’m not afraid of you, Malfoy nor will I ever be. Perhaps you should better train your housemate, rather than chastise me for knowing what I’m doing.” She pointed out. “Now, Let me go.” I was spoken calming, but not a question, not really even a request, more of a demand.

He met her defiance with seething anger, scowl defacing his indifference. “Screw your f a i r duel,” he replied, voice low -- - a whisper; he had always been the silently deadly type, rather than loud and confrontational. “You should be afraid of me, Meadowes,” he declares, voice lowering in volume even more so than prior with his next words, “Me, I could kill you and not think twice. We’ll call it a tumble off the Astronomy Tower or a Quidditch a c c i d e n t, hm? Or rather, your friends? Yes, Dorcas, fear me for sake of your life and the lives of your most cherished friends and family.” Lucius’ mouth twisted up with something sinister, grip still fixed to her arm. He wanted to assure the understanding of his threat between them.

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5,13,25.

5: how do you prioritize other’s needs?

“Wait, is this a serious question? Huh.” … “Well, the truth is, I don’t prioritize them much at all – if any. My needs have always come before others’ since I was a child, and I imagine it’ll continue going on being that way for the rest of my life. But to give you a straight answer, I suppose I worry about others, if any whatsoever, after myself.”

13: name your worst habit.

“Breaking hearts? I don’t know, what did you want me to say? I can’t say I have bad habits or traits to me at all. Though, I suppose never turning my Herbology essays in on time could count.”

25: name something you don’t understand about everyone else.

“Their acceptance of those with muddied blood, above all else. How can they accept such a monstrosity so – - easily? No, I don’t think I’ll ever understand the mindset of blood traitors.”

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2, 11, and 14

2: what is most important to you and why: love, community, money, accomplishments, freedom?

“Of all things, blood purity means the most to me. Without blood purity, filthy mudbloods could simply pollute our community... I mean, honestly, what do you think will happen if mudbloods just continue on popping up everywhere as they are? The bloody muggles will find out about us and our ideals will turn to ash in our mouths and the world will become a filthy, corrupt place! But I refuse to let society degrade to such an unspeakable horror – even if I have to kill every mudblood myself.”

11: what is one thing you would change about our society?

“Isn’t it obvious by now? The presence of mudbloods within it would be the thing I’d change, naturally. After all, why wouldn’t I remove the pests?”

14: what are things about yourself that you think will never change?

“My good looks, probably. I imagine I’ll age wonderfully with a complexion like mine. Don’t you agree, love?”

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valiantheartdorcas:

“It is not my fault they weren’t paying attention. That’s the key in pretty much everything. Dueling? Keep an eye on your opponent. Quidditch? Stay alert. If you don’t pay attention, you lose. Simple as that.”

“Watch yourself, Meadowes. That was a Slytherin you shoved about, and we shove back,” he hissed lowly, having grabbed her roughly by the arm as soon as she stepped down from the dueling platform ( post-defeat of his fellow housemate ). After all, he b l o o d y well wouldn’t have somebody of his house upstaged by a Ravenclaw. “Try that shite again, I dare you -- because you won’t like the outcome when you end up next paired with me.”

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q's

1: if you lost someone who you loved deeply, how do you think your grief would manifest?

2: what is most important to you and why: love, community, money, accomplishments, freedom?

3: how do you think others perceive you? how do you think that affects how you perceive yourself?

4: what is something you're trying to work on in your life, that isn't related to materialism?

5: how do you prioritize other's needs?

6: what is the first thought you typically have every morning?

7: what are your favorite things to think about before you go to sleep?

8: is there something you need to say, or something you regret saying?

9: how do you deal with loneliness?

10: are your parents people you can go to with your own problems?

11: what is one thing you would change about our society?

12: what is your reason for wanting/not wanting children?

13: name your worst habit.

14: what are things about yourself that you think will never change?

15: what is your best way to deal with adversity in life?

16: what area of your life is the messiest?

17: what are you most proud of?

18: what is a mistake you hope never to make?

19: what do you like to do when you're alone?

20: describe your favorite outfit and why it's your favorite.

21: what people, outside of your family, have had the greatest impact on your life?

22: what is the best way to go about understanding another person?

23: what qualities to you seek in others the most: honesty, consideration, good hygiene, assertiveness, success?

24: what are the two activities you spend the most time doing?

25: name something you don't understand about everyone else.

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tertiaprogenies:

His touch felt smooth and gentle on her skin, as if he were handling her like he would a precious jewel or a piece of fine china. “Would you have rather me deny it and lie to your face? I may be many things, Lucius, but, to you, I’m not a liar.” Though the words held a teasing tone, yet again there was that spark of honesty behind it. Who would be she be to lie about wanting him? Given their banter, he obviously knew. It made little sense. “Not entirely, I’m afraid. The Black household has many strong ideals I’d wish to carry over, as does your household. Can I not have both Black and Malfoy ideals?”

And she was -- Miss Black was the most precious of jewels, and him, a jewel t h i e f. “Deny it, I beg of you, for your sake,” he murmurs earnestly, hand dropping over chin and hair and neck before meeting his side again. He was despicable and wrong and filthy, but she was so opposite of him -- deserving of better. “You could have the world, if you wished it of me, Narcissa. So, will we name our son after the stars as do the Blacks, I wonder?” He laughed as he said so, grin leaking out across his face.

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tertiaprogenies:

Narcissa hadn’t seen that coming. Closer to Lucius, she realized his hands burned her skin just as much as his gaze. Burned like the red that flashed over her cheeks. A soft giggle on her lips, she murmured her next words, low enough for just him to catch. “And who’s to say I wouldn’t enjoy that?” With a mischievous glint in her eye, she glanced up at him. “But, for a man who talks so highly of pride, you seem to have little regard for my own. Black women do not beg for any man, no matter how charming.”

Just as easily as he had pulled her to him, his thumb swiped across her reddened cheeks ( as though they might brush the flush from her countenance ). “How naughty of you to admit that aloud to me, Miss Black,” he countered, hushed tone bringing husky resonance to his voice. Too, however, he wondered if her response might have been brought upon too easily. After all, she was the u n a t t a i n a b l e Narcissa Black. “Yet, Narcissa, you would not be a Black woman for much longer. Holding Black ideals as a lady of the Malfoy household seems silly, does it not?”

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Maybe the library, in all its o p e n n e s s, was not the most suitable place to be answering the letters of his father -- where scrawlings of the kind “mudblood” could be married by the fiercest of disdain. Although, it wasn’t as though Lucius remained at all quiet on his hatred for those of dirtied blood, and so maybe that’s why he had harbored no reasons to care whether or not somebody saw what was had to be written in an uneven line across his sheet of parchment, the plump tier of his bottom line taken between his teeth as his quill moved between his fingers. 

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tertiaprogenies:

Though his words were colder than the conversation called for, Narcissa couldn’t help but smile a little. She admired his honesty, actually, more than his name, wealth, or looks. But, oh, how easy it was to wound his ego. “You are smart enough to know that you’re never truly in trouble with me. And you’re definitely smart enough to know when I’m teasing you. Or do I really get to you that much?”

How was it that she could still smile like that at him? He was horrible, and he knew it, but it seemed she hadn’t quite caught on, or so Lucius thought ( and he was thankful for it ). “Do you doubt my intelligence, Miss Black? Well, I simply c a n ’ t forgive that,” he resolved, easily pulling her to him in one fluid movement with a smirk tipping on his lips. “Beg for my forgiveness, and maybe I won’t lock you away forever for only myself.”

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❖ + are you a virgin?

“No,” he remarked proudly, laughing softly,”– - not since fourth year.”

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tertiaprogenies:

A soft chuckle left her lips, like a small gift in return for him lightening her mood. “You flatter me, sir. However, is it so shameful to chase a woman? Do I wound your ego so?” There was a playful glint in her eye, one that very few got.

“Bollocks, it seems I really do know how to get myself in trouble with you.. Although, you of all people should know best how much my ego means to me. Truly, the Malfoy name shouldn’t be tarnished with tales of smitten little boys. No matter how beautiful the woman he was chasing,” he admitted, not quite favouring how the words had come out. They sounded wrong, he noticed -- insincere and uncaring. Yet, he couldn’t deny what his pride meant to him.

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❖ + how would you treat the future mrs. lucius malfoy?

“As any man would his wife, naturally,” he replied vaguely, or at least at first. “I’d love her more than any man could – cherish her, always.” 

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❖ + what is your type of woman?

"Definitely quick-witted, for one. Among that, self-reliance and status matter immensely to me,” he states smoothly, familiar tendrils of blonde hair falling to his mind. After all, Narcissa was his ideal woman, easily.

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❖ If Narcissa died - which sister would you sleep with

“Bellatrix,” he sputters out after some struggle, obviously having tried hard to withhold that truth.

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send me a ❖ + a question and my muse will be forced to tell the truth.

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tertiaprogenies:

“My apologies, Mister Malfoy,” she responded, the making of a smirk on the tips of her lips. “But I do believe it is typically you rushing to find me.” It was an easy tease, one she could pull time and time again and get the same enjoyment.

“How you wound my pride, Narcissa, in saying so,” he countered easily, hand to the region of his chest where his heart remained buried deep beneath in a dramatized gesture of faux hurt. “And while I can’t deny your claims, I’d ask that you keep such things between us, love.”

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tertiaprogenies:

While Narcissa Black grew up surrounded in privilege, she wasn’t an asshole for no reason. So, when she bumped into someone while walking down the hallway, she immediately turned to make sure they were fine. “My apologies. I was in a rush to see my sister.”

“Count me disappointed, Miss Black, that it wasn't myself you were in such a hurry to get to,” he teased playfully, paper-mache simper rising into his face at the sight of the Slytherin girl as he, too, pivoted to face Narcissa as she did him.