The Love Story of HP Narcissa

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------From Druela's teaching to her daughter

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No matter how good-tempered a person encounters such a thing, I am afraid that he will be angry.What's more, it's a Malfoy who is not a gentle character.Lucius threw the thing in his hand against the wall in a rude manner, his whole body was trembling with anger.But he has nothing to do other than smashing things in a sulky mood all by himself.

What else can he do?Go back and argue with Narcissa?Then he slapped her angrily?

It's not that Lucius couldn't understand Narcissa's thoughts, he knew that it was his recent absence that made her worry about him.But it was precisely because Lucius was considerate of Narcissa that he was so angry now.

always like this!He can understand her and can stand in her position and think about problems.He explained, he apologized, everything was his fault, as if he was born to do this!Merlin, of course he loved her, and of course he was willing to suffer for her.But he is also human, and he always has his own temper.

Sometimes Lucius couldn't help but think, what would Narcissa do if he were Crouch?Would she still get angry at herself like this?Would she still yell that she wanted to separate herself from the quarrel like this, and talk about the dissolution of the engagement as a mantra?

No, of course she won't~ Crouch is the meat of her heart~ How could she be willing to be angry with him.

Lucius thought ironically, and at the same time, the faint pain in his cheek made him feel even more uncomfortable.The bell echoed in the empty manor. At this time in the past, Lucius would fall asleep with the letter Narcissa sent him, but he never dared to open the envelope, because he was afraid that after reading it, he would be tempted to skip work. Run to her side to stay.

But just now he was taking out his most precious letters from under the pillow, crumpling them up and throwing them on the wall.Suddenly for the first time in many days, he no longer thought about meeting Narcissa.He didn't want to recall her hysterical voice anymore, it bored him...

At this time, Narcissa's window was still on, and she was sitting by the bed watching the candle and weeping silently.She reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes again and again, sometimes sobbing twice.

At first, she thought that he was seriously injured, so she was very worried.For so many weeks, so many weeks, he hadn't said a word to her!She thought that something bad happened to him, but yesterday he jumped up to her like a normal person, said that he was too busy recently, and asked her if she missed him.

Can he really be this busy?Doesn't he even have a minute, and doesn't even have the energy to write a word to tell her she's safe?Obviously this is absolutely impossible.The only reason Narcissa believed it was that Lucius was unwilling to reply to her.He didn't want to read the letters she wrote to him every day at all, those letters annoyed him...

She'd heard from Bella a few times about Lucius, how he'd been focusing on his career lately, how the Dark Lord now trusted him to promote him, how Bella felt jealous of Lucius.So how can she not be angry, how can she not be sad?She was already suffering because of her mother's illness, and she deeply felt that Lucius gradually cared less and less about her since she was pregnant.Maybe he just thinks that she already has his child, so he is sure of her, and there is no need to spend too much time on her...

It was a heartbreak Narcissa had never experienced before.Without his mother's greetings, when Lucius should have been more intimate with her and comforted her than usual, the distance between him and her was even further.She obviously did nothing wrong, which other pregnant girl is not regarded as a treasure by the whole family?Why did she receive half of the usual treatment when she was pregnant?

The strong grievance broke her whole body, and she couldn't think of any other way to vent her emotions except crying...

Narcissa woke up the next morning just as the sun was out.But she deliberately dawdled for a long time before leaving the room. She thought that based on the way they quarreled, Lucius would definitely come home to apologize to her.He was probably waiting in the living room at this moment, and she wanted him to wait a little longer.

But after she lingered on the bed for several hours, she didn't realize that there was actually no one in the house until she went out at almost noon.Father went to the hospital early to see his mother. The house was cleaned up by Bull and the sofa in the living room was maintained as if it were new.No folds, no one to sit on...

Narcissa bit her lip and said nothing, she had no appetite to eat.But she knew that she had to eat something for the sake of the child.She sat alone at the dining table and ate the meals that Bull specially prepared for her. Apart from the sound of knives and forks colliding with the plate from time to time, there was no other movement in the room...

She sat quietly, and suddenly Narcissa felt a slight movement in her stomach.She wasn't quite sure if it was the child's heartbeat, but she knew that the little thing in her stomach had already grown a lot without knowing it.When she was with her mother the day before yesterday, St. Mungo's therapist had cast a spell on her to see the little rascal.Although it's only two months old, all parts of the baby's body have taken shape, and those with arms and legs can even see a little bit of her eyebrows!

Unknowingly, Narcissa felt that she was not so lonely because of the company of this little life...

Lucius went to St. Mungo's early in the morning. He knew about Narcissa's mother's illness, but he didn't expect it to be this serious.The witch who used to be so kind to herself, like his mother, was lying powerlessly on the bed and didn't even have the strength to sit up.She had lost a lot of weight, but she still smiled dignifiedly at Lucius when he came.

Suddenly Lucius felt very uncomfortable. He remembered the scene before his father's death.He didn't want to recall those gloomy days, but he had to say that the inexplicable atmosphere in the air was very similar to that time...

He sat silently by the side, pouring tea for this woman whom he should have been able to call mother.Narcissa's father arrived a little later.He saw Lucius was there, so he nodded to him as a greeting.This usually unsmiling man brought flowers, which is different from the usual practice of people cutting flowers for easy carrying and matching.He even carried the flowerpot together, this action made him look a little silly, some soil got on his robe, the gentleman just reached out and patted it, and didn't do any more.

Signus put these things that didn't match his own aura neatly on his wife's bedside as if no one else was around.Only then did Lucius notice that the flowers on the bedside table were also in pots.

"I guess you want to look at your babies every day, after all, they are much more important to you than me..." Druela looked at her husband and gave him a faint smile.

"I come here every day to change a new pot for you, so that you can check whether Bull is taking good care of them one by one... I also brought a water bottle, if you think of watering the flowers, you can let me know... "

Signus said as he sat next to Druella as usual, holding her hand and watching her.She also looked at him, after that neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other with smiles on their faces...

Watching this scene, Lucius suddenly felt his nose ache, as if he had been expelled by an invisible force.Although he was still in this room, he felt in his heart that there was no place for him to stand.But he didn't dare to get up and leave, he didn't want to disturb the old couple with any of his actions.

After a while, the door was pushed open again.Lucius turned his head and glanced at Narcissa who had just entered.The other party obviously noticed him too, she glanced at him and went straight to her mother.Then she sat down with her back to him, leaving only a back view of him...

The pattern of interaction between Lucius and Narcissa became a little strange in the next few days.He went to see Narcissa's mother every day, and Narcissa naturally went every day.They were there for each other, but they could barely count on one hand the words they said.They were in the same room, and from morning to night, they showed an attitude as if they were at opposite ends of the earth.

Until one day Narcissa accidentally bumped into Lucius' right arm, the other party couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.Narcissa discovered that Lucius was injured.She opened his sleeve and saw that a large piece of his arm had been amputated by black magic, and the area around the wound was charred... Suddenly, all the things that had been bothering her about how Lucius didn't care about her, The resentment of not being with her has disappeared without a trace.She understood that what Lucius has to do now is not just to settle a few accounts, go to a few shops and bargain with the other party... He really couldn't help himself, otherwise how could Lucius' personality make him I got some injuries, and I risked becoming disabled or dying to do things...

For the first time ever, Narcissa took the initiative to apologize to Lucius.Of course, she then scolded the other party for not answering his letter, and what a jerk she was for making her worry about him...but none of that mattered.Because when Signus was the well-deserved leader of the family, he willingly replaced Druela's bedside with a new pot of flowers.At the same time in the room