Arrangements Have Been Made
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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,873
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 9
Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 9
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Lucius was gripped with pain as he took notes in his
transfiguration class. He blinked tightly and looked at Severus. He was bent
over his notebook scribbling furiously. No one else seemed to be reacting
either. Lucius began getting nervous.
***
“Does it burn for you?” Narcissa muttered to Lucius at
lunch.
“Yes,” Lucius said. “You as well?”
“Yes,” Narcissa said looking worried. “I think we’re the
only two.”
“I don’t think this is a good sign,” Lucius said quietly.
***
Narcissa and Lucius apperated in a grove
of oak trees. Voldemort stood before them, flanked by two masked Death
Eaters. His untamed black hair flowed over his shoulders, his beard braided in
twin braids, silver strands streaking through them. His velvet burgundy robe
pooled around his feet and swirled and he spun around to face them.
“Is there a problem, children?” Voldemort asked.
“Problem, my Lord?” asked Lucius. “I assure you our
dedication to you has never waivered.”
“I meant with each other,” said Voldemort impatiently.
“No, my Lord,” said Narcissa. “We get along fine.”
“Then why has your marriage not been consummated?” said
Voldemort coldly.
Narcissas cheeks flushed. Lucius swallowed hard.
“My Lord?” said Lucius. He hoped he would sound older than
he felt. In reality, his voice cracked. His cheeks flushed pale pink.
“My ingredients are useless unless your marriage has been
consummated,” growled Voldemort. “Begone from me and
fulfill your duty.”
“Yes, my Lord,” said Narcissa, taking her husbands hand.
“The task will be completed tonight. If we had known we would have not
disappointed you.”
“You did not have that knowledge,” said Voldemort. “Nor
would I have expected it of you. I never imagined nature would not have taken
its course,” he raised a bushy eyebrow at Lucius.
Lucius stepped forward, hoping Narcissa wouldn’t hear her.
“She’s a bit young, my Lord,” said Lucius. “I didn’t think
it was necessary to traumatize her. She’s my wife, not a piece of meat,” he
hissed.
Voldemort quirked a corner of his mouth, for the first time
Lucius could remember.
“She’ll be fine,” said Voldemort quietly. “She looks a bit
impatient if you ask me.”
Lucius flushed deeper. He took a few steps back and took
Narcissas hand. They apperated with a loud crack.
“Children,” Voldemort shook his head.
Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 9
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lucius was gripped with pain as he took notes in his
transfiguration class. He blinked tightly and looked at Severus. He was bent
over his notebook scribbling furiously. No one else seemed to be reacting
either. Lucius began getting nervous.
***
“Does it burn for you?” Narcissa muttered to Lucius at
lunch.
“Yes,” Lucius said. “You as well?”
“Yes,” Narcissa said looking worried. “I think we’re the
only two.”
“I don’t think this is a good sign,” Lucius said quietly.
***
Narcissa and Lucius apperated in a grove
of oak trees. Voldemort stood before them, flanked by two masked Death
Eaters. His untamed black hair flowed over his shoulders, his beard braided in
twin braids, silver strands streaking through them. His velvet burgundy robe
pooled around his feet and swirled and he spun around to face them.
“Is there a problem, children?” Voldemort asked.
“Problem, my Lord?” asked Lucius. “I assure you our
dedication to you has never waivered.”
“I meant with each other,” said Voldemort impatiently.
“No, my Lord,” said Narcissa. “We get along fine.”
“Then why has your marriage not been consummated?” said
Voldemort coldly.
Narcissas cheeks flushed. Lucius swallowed hard.
“My Lord?” said Lucius. He hoped he would sound older than
he felt. In reality, his voice cracked. His cheeks flushed pale pink.
“My ingredients are useless unless your marriage has been
consummated,” growled Voldemort. “Begone from me and
fulfill your duty.”
“Yes, my Lord,” said Narcissa, taking her husbands hand.
“The task will be completed tonight. If we had known we would have not
disappointed you.”
“You did not have that knowledge,” said Voldemort. “Nor
would I have expected it of you. I never imagined nature would not have taken
its course,” he raised a bushy eyebrow at Lucius.
Lucius stepped forward, hoping Narcissa wouldn’t hear her.
“She’s a bit young, my Lord,” said Lucius. “I didn’t think
it was necessary to traumatize her. She’s my wife, not a piece of meat,” he
hissed.
Voldemort quirked a corner of his mouth, for the first time
Lucius could remember.
“She’ll be fine,” said Voldemort quietly. “She looks a bit
impatient if you ask me.”
Lucius flushed deeper. He took a few steps back and took
Narcissas hand. They apperated with a loud crack.
“Children,” Voldemort shook his head.