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Twisted Fantasy	By : Keilana-Weasley Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 1740 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The words of the previous day still echoed through Asphyxia's head.

His irony hadn't gone down well with her. It had left her perplexed to say the least. Did he say it to cover up his feelings or did he say as to not hurt hers?

Their first encounter in the Leaky cauldron had certainly felt like he wanted her, however now she wasn’t so sure.

'Stop over thinking things and just stick to the plan,' she thought to herself.

Her original plan of seducing him without him realising had definitely weakened to say the least.

Asphyxia looked around the room she had awoken in. It was dark and only lit by candles. Had she slept all day? Her belongings had been acquired as was promised, including her diary, which sat atop the desk in the corner of the room.

A feeling of dread came over her. 'Oh no, please tell me he hasn't read it!'

She rushed over and picked it up, opening it to the last page she had written in. A single long black hair fell from it's pages. A feeling of relief came over her as she slumped into the chair.

Thoughts filled her head. Thoughts of the future, memories of her distorted past. Would she ever have the chance to share these with Lucius or would their encounter end with sadness and loss?

As she reached for the quill on the desk she knew what she was about to write would be the first true thing she had ever written in this diary. It was going to come from her heart and be fuelled by emotion, not simply lust. The quill hit the page and seemed to have a life of it's own. Writing kept flowing from the nib until she had filled 3 pages.

As she plucked a single hair from her head and placed it in-between the pages, she re-read what she had just written.

'I've gone soft,' she thought to herself, 'right now I’m writing a happy story with happy ideas. It doesn’t really exist.'

Asphyxia started to sing back to herself what she had written on the page.

***

In the adjacent master bedroom, Lucius lay on his bed in silent contemplation. What was Narcissa up to? Ruining his life was one thing, however hurting an innocent woman was quite another.

At the thought of Asphyxia being hurt his fists started to clench. She had really gotten underneath his skin if it was affecting him in such a manner as to make his pure-blood boil. He got up off of the bed and headed for the room he had watched her fall asleep in. Even thinking back to watching her body rise and fall with every intake of sleeping breath aroused him.

He had to stop himself feeling this way. It was not proper. He had barely known her a week and he had the sneaking suspicion she was going to be in his life for quite sometime after Narcissa's antics had been dealt with.

As he reached her door he overheard her quietly singing to herself.

“A young girl had fallen in love.

The man she loved wasn't one of those sickly sweet men who was kind-hearted and gentle, the type that girls instantly fell for.

He was aloof, cold, unreadable, yet so strong and was the first man in her life to make her feel truly safe.

This was why she loved him.

Little did he know of the strength with which the love inside her burned.

Why did she move toward him? She wished she could leave him behind but she couldn't leave now, all she saw was him.

She missed him, she wanted to embrace him, she wanted to be by his side even though it hurt. She wanted to fall asleep by his side.

Her love for this man made her insecurities melt away little by little. It put the sparkle back in her eye that she had lost so many years ago.

She opened the door and felt that he was there. She woke up many times at night thinking of him.

She could do nothing without being afraid to face the day.

With every action and every spoken word; the young girl was scared that she would be rejected by the man she loved.

She had promised herself that she would keep her true feelings hidden, but the more time that passed, the harder this became. Not long ago had a temptress held the man's heart, then played games with it till it broke.

In front of his still hesitant heart, hers still wouldn't stop beating.

She would hold and embrace him until he was peaceful.

But with every second that passed, her heart would ache just to hear his voice or see his enchanting eyes flicker.

Sometimes when her strength broke and she let some of her feelings slip...she worried that the man would get annoyed with her.

Everyday she lived with the little regrets of not being able to be open and honest with him, due to the fear of losing having him in her life at all.

So silently the girl sat alone in a room, falling deeper and deeper in love with the man and hoping, dreaming, positively wishing that one day...

he would feel the same way about her.

With a burning heart and parched lips, incapable to control herself, she called his name again and again.

She knew that this is the only name that would reside in her heavily scarred memory.”

As a tear fell down Asphyxia's face, Lucius opened the door and stood there just looking at her. She quickly wiped the tear from her face as to not arouse any unwanted questions.

“Thank you for fetching my things as you said you would. I appreciate it greatly.”

Lucius debated whether to ask her what she was singing, or to just leave it well alone.

“Was there something in particular that you wanted?”

Lucius stayed silent for a moment. If what she was singing about was him, maybe it was best he made his feelings perfectly clear as to disperse any hesitation on her part. Whatever it was, he knew it had moved her to tears and if there was a chance it had been him, he wished to rectify it. He may have appeared to the world to be ruthless, callous and a number of other things; but deep down he was capable of love in it's most passionate form.

He walked over to her and pulled her out of the chair. “Only this.” He leant down and gently pressed his lips on hers. Melting into the kiss, Asphyxia placed her hands around his waist and pulled him in so close she could feel his heartbeat.

Lucius ran his fingers up her spine and started to stroke her neck. This sent shivers through her body.

Asphyxia pulled away. “Lucius?”

“Yes my love?” The words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

A beaming grin appeared on Asphyxia's face before she kissed him and pushed him backwards towards to bed.

Lucius landed on the bed with her legs wrapped around him. He slid his hand up her leg and into her underwear. With one finger he gently caressed her moistness. Asphyxia bit her bottom lip and sighed his name.

He rolled her onto her back, slipped her underwear down her legs and threw them over his shoulder.

Asphyxia giggled.

This made Lucius smile. It had been a while since he had made anyone act in this way.

As they slowly took each others clothes, they playfully teased each other with bites, kisses and caresses.

They made love that night, not just pure hormone driven animalistic screwing like they were both used to. It was the most powerful, exciting, and passion fuelled sex that either of them had ever taken part in. It lasted hours and by the time both of them collapse onto the bed in each others arms, the first flickers of morning where creeping through the windows.

***

After a few hours of laying together, simply sharing in each others presence, Lucius suddenly got up as if a Cornish Pixie had bitten his behind. He walked out of the room and was gone for a few minutes before he returned with a small box in his hand.

“What's that?” Asphyxia inquisitively asked.

“This is something I brought the other day, before you came over after Narcissa attacked you. I had been planning to give it to you when I next saw you, however the timing hasn't been right until now.” He passed her the box and waited patiently as she unwrapped the ribbon and opened it to reveal its contents.

Inside was a bracelet, it was a snake eating it's own tail.

“Ouroboros, it means infinity...”

Lucius interrupted her.

“It is my gift to you Asphyxia... it symbolises the end of one part of my life, and the beginning of another, one that I hope will last.”

As she inspected it closer she could see the eye was made of a tiny green emerald.

“Lucius it's beautiful. Thank you.” She kissed him and wrapped her arms around him tightly.

He removed it from the box and gestured for her to hold her wrist out, as she did he slipped it over and settled it there. It tightened around her as to not fall off.

As they were enjoying a special moment together an owl delivered an important letter for Lucius. His eyes flickered with anger as he quickly got dressed.

Asphyxia was too scared to ask him what was wrong, instead she stayed silent.

Just as he got the the door to leave he turned to Asphyxia. “I will be gone for the remainder of the week I'm afraid, but the manor is yours for the roaming. However, break anything and upon my return I will see to it that it's value be taken out on you. Understood?” There was an air of playful nuance to his voice.

Asphyxia nodded her head and watched him leave.

Considering it was a Tuesday, she would have at least six days with only her own company to keep her sane.

As the first few minutes passed she stayed in her room but then intrigue got the better of her. Lucius had given her free roam of his whole house... He either had no sense, or it meant he trusted her completely.

Asphyxia made her way out of her door and turned left away from the main stairs. On the walls were portraits of the Malfoy family going back a few generations. As she walked past each one of them they all made passing comments about her, be they good or bad.

As she neared the end of the corridor she noticed the were no doors either side of her, just one large door directly in front of her.

Asphyxia looked around. She did not know what for, she was alone in the house so no one would see her.

As she turned the doorknob, one of the portraits warned her, “unless you wish to meet an untimely end, it is my suggestion that you do not enter that room.”

Her inquisitive nature got the better of her and she ever so slightly opened the door and peaked her head round. It was nothing but an empty room with a chest in the middle.

“Well that was disappointing,” she uttered to herself as she walked towards to chest, “ I had at least hope for something to happen. Stupid portrait doesn't know what he is talking about.”

She reached the chest and placed her hands on it's lid. As she did, a Latin inscription started to glow on it that read:

“qui mortem manet haec pectus aperta.“

“Death awaits those who open this chest? Hmmm.

“Lucius would have had more defences around something if it was this dangerous.”

Asphyxia opened the lid and saw that inside lay a beautiful dark blue sapphire ring.

She reached out to pick it up and as she did she was transported to another location.

Asphyxia looked around at her new unknown location. “It was a bloody Portkey!” She threw the ring across the room in a rage.

“Indeed it was, now kindly turn around to face me so I can watch the look on your face as I hurt you.”

She slowly turned around to see a very smug Narcissa standing there with her wand at the ready.

“I should have known!” Asphyxia reached for her wand. A look of dread came upon her face when she realised she had left it in her room back at the manor.

“Without a wand? Well since you wont be needing one anyway I think it's hardly necessary to get so flustered about it.”

There was a clear arrogance to Narcissa's tone.

“I warned you, stay out of my way or I would eradicate you. Since you didn't listen, I will make you regret the day you were born.”

Asphyxia shuffled backwards as Narcissa walked towards her.

“Crucio!”

She fell to the floor, writhing in agony. It felt like a million lightening strikes hitting her all at once.

“Crucio!” Narcissa giggled in pleasure at watching her in so much pain.

As the second one wore off, Asphyxia lay there in complete silence.

“Aww what's wrong?” she condescendingly asked, “Do you not like someone sticking to their word? Is it too much for a pathetic excuse like you to handle?”

“No, I can't stand wimps of witches who use an unforgivable curse to torture their victims,” Asphyxia growled.

“Wimp? You dare to call Narcissa Malfoy a WIMP?” she kicked Asphyxia in the stomach and stood over her.

“Now you listen to me and you listen well, you are never leaving here alive. Your broken body will rot, sealed in this room for all eternity. And don’t think anyone will hear you screaming, there is no-one around for miles.”

Narcissa bent down and grabbed hold of Asphyxia's top, pulled her up and spat in her face.

“Your the worst type of woman Narcissa, don’t want the man but don’t want anyone else to have him.”

A swift punch hit Asphyxia's face and she heard her nose crack.

She was thrown to the floor and multiple kicks landed on her head knocking her unconscious. Her body lay there, limp from the beating she had just received. Narcissa moved a chair and levitated Asphyxia into it before binding her to it with spell resistant rope.

As she walked away Narcissa laughed at how easy it had been to get her own way.

***

A few hours later, or so she thought, Asphyxia awoke with a pounding headache. She tried to move but couldn't, her binds were tight. How long had she been out for? Where was she?

It had been dark when she had been transported here but now the light beat down through the windows.

Narcissa was stood at the door.

“Ah come to now have we. I must say, I expected you to be out for less time than that. Your body is just a weak as your mind.”

“How long....was....I...”

That was as much speech as she could muster. She felt so weak.

“How long were you out for? About 3 days. Now, shall we get back to where we left off?”

Narcissa's smug voice infuriated Asphyxia.

“I will never die at the hands of a bitch like you. I refuse to!”

“What makes you think you have a choice?”
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