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We Couldn't Bring the Columns Down by ladyspirit

Format: Novel
Chapters: 21
Word Count: 59,752
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers

Genres: General, Humor, Romance
Characters: Lupin, Snape, Sirius, Lily, James, Lucius, Narcissa, OC
Pairings: Other Pairing, James/Lily, Lucius/Narcissa, Sirius/OC

First Published: 05/21/2007
Last Chapter: 06/23/2011
Last Updated: 06/23/2011

Summary:

“STOP THE MADNESS!” James was screaming, his face glowing with mirth. Apparently his groin was recovering. Sirius rolled onto his back,  he had his wand out and it was pointed at Lily.
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Chapter 16: He was a monster

Narcissa strode into the dormitory and Lucius felt his temple pulse in warning; he was going to get a migraine and she hadn’t even started talking yet. He hated her. He truly hated her.

“You wanted to see me?” She asked. She’d tried to sound sexy, she’d tried to sound seductive and all she’d done was deaden him. She was such a stupid, dangerous, waste of space. She was wearing her uniform differently he noticed, her skirt had been hiked up a couple of inches and instead of tights she was wearing socks pulled up to her knees. Was she honestly trying to arouse him? He almost cringed. He eyed the undone buttons on her shirt with disdain and then shrugged discourteously.

“I never want to see you.” He replied pulling himself from his armchair by the window and locking the door with a flick of his wand. Shock, hurt and confusion rushed across her face and he saw her eyes flicker towards the locked door; so the brazen harlot wasn’t quite so brazen after all.

“Then why did you tell me to come here tonight?”

“I think you know.”

Her fingers twitched as though she longed to rearrange her clothing but didn’t know how to do it subtly. Lucius felt a grim smile twitch at his lips and knew that something evil in him was leaking out. Some hate he’d always carried, a festering anger and resentment was spilling out of his skin and it was going to scald the girl in front of him.

“I don’t understand.”

“I don’t care. Sit on the bed.”

Trembling slightly Narcissa made her way to the bed and sat on the edge of it obediently. She smoothed at her shortened skirt but it was no use, her underwear was flashing the room and her face burned.

“Why are you wearing your clothes like that?”

Her skin reddened even move, even her revealed cleavage turned pink with discomfort, “I don’t know.”

“Did you plan on us having sex?”

“That’s absurd!” She looked on the verge of standing up indignantly before she thought better of it and continued sitting, “That’s a horrible thing to suggest.”

“Really? So you came here dressed like a slut to tempt me then deny me?”

“I am not dressed-,”

“Yes you are. You look ridiculous. You’re an embarrassment, you’re disgusting and it shames me that you even thought flashing those bony, horrible little legs would please me.” He watched her eyes glitter with anger and embarrassment and then he continued icily, “Admit it. You came here to have sex.”

She stayed silent and he nodded as though she’d complied.

“Do you know how much you disgust me?” Lucius asked but not as though he wanted an answer, “You disgust me so much that sometimes I can’t stand it. There are times when I’d rather have my eyes pecked out my birds than have to look at you again. The way you look repulses me, the way you think makes me want to dash your brains out. You’re an idiot. You’re a selfish, stupid little girl who doesn’t understand anything at all. You think you deserve everything you want because your mother tells you you’re pretty and you have good blood but you don’t want the right things. You want me. You want me and you don’t give a damn whether I want you. You tried to ruin my life to get what you wanted. Because of you I’m going to have to murder someone, do you get that Narcissa? Murder. In a couple of weeks because of you I’ll be a monster inside or I’ll be dead. So you’ll never have me. Oh sure, if I decide to kill an innocent girl to satisfy the Dark Lords whims then I’ll survive and I’ll definitely marry you, you don’t have to worry about that. But it won’t be the me from right now. You’ll be married to a murderer, someone who killed to save themselves and who hates you so much that they want nothing more than to destroy you. I hate you so much Narcissa that I hate you more than I want to be happy. I’m going to marry you, I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to make every day of your life so miserable that you wish you were dead and I’m going to hate myself, but I’ll still hate you more.”

Silence echoed throughout the dormitory as Lucius heaved with anger and tears spilled along Narcissa pale cheeks.

“I-,”

“I don’t care.” Lucius snarled, “Now lay down.”

She did.

A/N horrendously short I KNOW! but there's loads more of this chapter to come, i just don't have time to write it! it'll be up as soon as, i'll put it as like 16.5 of something! sorry about the wait and now this short chapter but i've had so much going on (including the beginnings of my own sordid delilah/lucius romance... only not as fun because you know it's a not fanfiction and being the other woman isn't all it's cracked up to be- i've become an obsessive dithering wreck of a human being. but wrong is sometimes so right hahaha love you guys! HATE MEN!) xoxo gossip girl ;)

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