HP's Platinum Temptation

In August 1973, the weather in Wiltshire was pleasant, and this afternoon was sunny.

Everything in the garden has long been decorated, and the fountain with the white marble base has been given a special magic, and the sprayed water is mixed with a misty golden color.The moist water vapor filled the garden with this beautiful light golden color.A white peacock paces gracefully in front of the largest rose bush.The people who come and go around them have no influence on them.

Ornate gilt-painted stools neatly arranged on the manicured lawn were full of guests.From everyone's conversations, we can know that a wedding that has received everyone's blessing and attention is going on smoothly.

There was only one man in a black luxurious robe sitting closest to the stage.His black hair was as thick as ink against his waxy complexion.With a careless smile on his face and deep eyes, if it weren't for his deathly pale face, it might be a stunning look that would drive people crazy.

The witness cast a asking look at the black-haired man reclining on the gorgeous sofa.

The black-haired man raised his chin and nodded in satisfaction.The witnesses on the stage and the groom bowed respectfully in this direction together, and then the ceremony and music gradually started, drawing the attention of all the people talking to the red carpet in the garden.

The bride in a gorgeous dress walked slowly towards the stage with the chubby Chief Black on her arms.

Narcissa looked at the tall and straight figure on the stage through the veil. His long and smooth hair was like a platinum-blond waterfall. The sunlight made his handsome face look more three-dimensional, and the well-fitting dress highlighted the master's elegance.When the eyes met the pair of light gray eyes looking at her, the bride subconsciously lowered her gaze, and two faint red glows flew onto her cheeks.Her face was even more beautiful under the veil.

Before she let go of her father's arms and stepped onto the podium.A silver-gloved hand took the space where the bride had just appeared.Narcissa finally stood beside the groom with just the right amount of gentle force.

Many years ago, when Patriarch Black saw Lucius for the third time, he said softly to his little daughter who was beside him: He has an arm worthy of entrustment.

That hand held her throughout the wedding, calming any nervousness.

Perhaps, this is the turning point in her life.Narcissa murmured softly in her heart.

The dinner in the manor was low-key but luxurious. The young and handsome owner of the manor smiled politely and accepted everyone's blessings.

When the black-haired and well-dressed man walked towards the door of the dinner party, the young owner of the manor, who felt the gesture from the other party's eyes, followed quickly.

Led by the black-haired man, the two came to a beautiful garden that was not as lively as in the daytime. The owner of the manor respectfully followed half a step behind the man.

"Abraxas will be happy for you, Lucius." The black-haired man looked sideways at the man with his head bowed behind him: "Are you happy?"

"Of course, it is my honor, my respected master!" The young master of the manor replied in a perfect tone of great respect and gratitude.

"You performed very well today, and the Black family can give me a lot of help." The black-haired man said in an unquestionable tone: "For you, Narcissa will be a good wife."

"Yes, my master."

"Abraxas was the first to follow me, my most sincere servant. It is a pity that he left too early. You are his only child, Lucius, and I will let you follow his glorious path."

"Thank you very much for your kindness. You have been my father's favorite host."

"Really? His favorite master, what about you?" The Dark Lord stopped suddenly, and stared back at the figure following him: "Raise your head and answer me." He ordered in an unquestionable tone.Rich scarlet stained his eyes.

"Of course, you are my greatest master! Did I do something wrong, my master." The young Malfoy knelt down in fear and saluted.

Before Lucius finished kissing the Dark Lord's upper, the black-haired man reached out to help the manor owner who was already kneeling on the ground, and his tone instantly changed into impatience: "Today is your good day, you don't need to be so Nervous, I just want to make sure my best friend's child is getting the best care."

"Lucius Malfoy will always be your most loyal servant, and it is my honor to follow in your footsteps." The panicked young master of the manor tightly grasped the hand that supported him, emphasizing in an anxious tone "Please don't doubt my loyalty, my master!" A flustered expression covered his delicate face, and he tried to meet the Dark Lord's eyes with longing eyes.

"Okay, it's late, you go back, your wife is still waiting for you." The black-haired man frowned, pulled away his left hand that was caught, and stopped Lucius in a cold tone. intention to step forward.

"Please believe me, master!" The trembling figure immediately knelt down again towards the figure with its back turned.

"That's enough! Go back to your room!" After those high-pitched words, the Dark Lord disappeared into the night in the garden without looking back.

The figure kneeling on the ground maintained a pious and respectful posture for a long time, until the moonlight fell on his hair, he slowly got up, and walked back to his room as if very disappointed.

When the door was pushed open, Narcissa's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and her eyes locked on the handsome figure who entered the room.

The action in the garden made Lucius's exquisite gown covered with dust. Although it was cleaned up to remove all the dirt, the gown was still unavoidably messy.This makes Lucius' impeccable attire look a bit embarrassed.

Narcissa did not appear at the dinner after the wedding, although she is one of the two protagonists of today's wedding.She wasn't eligible to attend a dinner party where only Death Eaters were present. She didn't have the Dark Mark.

Although she knew that such a thing would inevitably recur in the future and required her to accept it calmly, she envied her older sister Bella countless times while waiting anxiously.

She looked at her white left arm, and could only regret that her father didn't want another official Death Eater in the Black family.

Probably not everyone will encounter such a situation as myself. On the night of the wedding, I waited for the newlywed husband alone in the room for more than four hours.Whether this is luck or misfortune, Narcissa is no longer sure.

When the mysterious person explained her decision to the Black couple, the whole family was ecstatic for her.

On the eve of her graduation, when she received a letter from her family at the long table of the college for breakfast, she seemed to be calm on the surface, and her heart was in a rage.After putting away her letter, Narcissa couldn't help but look at the place on the long table where he, who just graduated last year, had always occupied.

Since she entered school, that person has been the most dazzling existence in the school, and she has no doubt that more than half of the female students will pay any price to climb into his bed.

Lucius Malfoy, the eternal focus among the students, was able to get a mysterious person to propose a marriage contract to the Black family for him.

They were not strangers, in fact, before entering Hogwarts, the patriarchs of the Malfoy family and the Black family had mentioned the possibility of the marriage contract more than once in their frequent interactions.But everything was stranded because of the death of Abraxas Malfoy.

Although she didn't intentionally approach and make friends, Narcissa also had to admit that she didn't have the determination to depend on Lucius, but the relationship between the two students at school was not bad.It's just not good enough for Narcissa to realize that she will be the unshakable one beside the other party.

Regardless of love or not, Mrs. Malfoy is a title that represents victory and glory.And, no one ever doubted that Lucius would be a perfect match.

"Lucius..." Noticing the small condition on Lucius, she was a little nervous and shy to greet him.

"I didn't have a chance to meet you properly before the wedding. The Dark Lord's sudden order made us all a little flustered. I will treat you well." He stretched out his arms to hug her, and the steam in the garden filled his arms , the slender arm gently stroked her beautiful long golden hair: "Are you tired today? Let's go to bed early." A gentle whisper sounded in her ear, and Lucius slightly opened the distance between the two, in the She brandished a kiss between her eyebrows: "I'm going to take a bath, you go to bed first." The slender arms surrounding her loosened their restraint.

Until the sound of water in the bathroom sounded, the frozen smile on her face was instantly shattered.

Narcissa, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly realized a desperate fact.

He doesn't love her, not at all.

When Lucius left the bathroom and came to the bed, Narcissa had already changed into her pajamas and lay down.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stared silently at the figure with his back turned away from him for a long time, before he touched Narcissa, he withdrew his outstretched hand.He caressed his wife's hair that was scattered on the pillow.He slightly parted his thin lips, and whispered out a title that he hadn't used for many years, "Sissy."

After a long time, a barely audible sigh sounded in the almost dark room.Against the backdrop of the moonlight shining into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it looked extremely lonely.

After the marriage, the Malfoy family and the Black family are the two most powerful ancient pure-blood families under the Dark Lord, and no one will doubt their loyalty.

If it wasn't for the Dark Lord's overbearing orders, maybe he and she would really be the most perfect couple.

Thinking of Narcissa's sweet smile in school.Lucius tucked himself under the covers.

As the Dark Lord said, Narcissa would make the best wife.

The cold order ruined the ungerminated love.

This is a marriage that was finalized before he knew it.

As the youngest patriarch of the Malfoy family, he is the most trusted member of the Dark Lord's subordinates.Without the control of his parents, he would have been free to decide his own marriage.Rather than being like today, even the right to express opinions is directly stifled.

The once fanatical worship was replaced by deep fatigue and fear, and that handsome man in Chinese clothes was no longer the most outstanding and gentle elder in his childhood memory.

Lucius looked out the window, giving himself a rare moment to let go of his emotions.