Translation
Cold Love
LuciusxNarcissa One-Shots
Why? (Through my Tears)
Title: Why? (Through my tears)
Part: 1/1
Author: Ayu
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and never will be mine. The song that is part of this section and that has inspired me a lot is called "The Cross" and is by Within Temptation. I don't make any money here with us, just borrow both to do a little mischief with them.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Lucius / Narcissa
Topic: # 080 - Why
Rating: PG-15
A / N: It came up very quickly again and I hope it's acceptable ^^ '
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She didn't know when she had the courage to take this step and she knew that she would probably regret it, but there was no other way. Her tears didn't seem to want to stop and she was well aware that both her husband and son looked down at her with disgust. It just wasn't fitting for a Malfoy or a Black to show such emotion, whether or not it was shown in-house.One should be strong, beautiful and cold. But she just couldn't and didn't want to anymore. Yes, she had been brought up that way and married against her will, as was the custom in her family. But at the time, neither she nor her parents had expected that she would fall in love with her husband. That you loved your child was one thing that was understandable. But that was something that was really rare now. Mainly because they had never spent much time together and he had never been particularly affectionate to her. He had been to her just like everyone else, and yet she hadn't been able to prevent it.
But now that Voldemort reappeared and her husband was once again completely obsessed with this monster and his ideas, he sent her through hell again because he could, she had reached a point where she had told herself that it couldn't go on like this.[i]I keep wondering why
I'm still calling your name through my tears
Whenever she was hurt, injured, cursed and the like, she had never been able to prevent her from crying, trembling and screaming in front of her tormentors and screaming for her husband, but he had her never helped. Not even when he was there. He laughed, eyed her coldly and told her that she should be glad that she was given such an "honor" to make his master happy. In those moments she had hated him more than anything else in the world and yet she couldn't let him go, couldn't lose her feelings in spite of everything.
Sighing, Narcissa wiped a few tears from her cheeks and now also reduced the size of the last suitcase in which she had stowed her things. Today would be the day when she would finally turn her back on him. She knew that she would bring shame on herself, her family and his family, that she would have nothing if she left this house, but she no longer cared.Should they send someone to eliminate them, should they throw them into the deepest underclass, none of this meant anything to her. Her life was just a power game for other people and her own son hadn't spoken to her for months. What else did she have to lose? Nothing...
One last look in the mirror and she neatly tied her long, blonde hair up before putting on her coat, stowing all her boxes and suitcases in it and looking around the empty, cold room that had once been her home. Shaking her head she finally turned to the door, she knew that Lucius would be home soon and she wanted to avoid meeting him if possible, everything she had to say to him, she had left him in a letter she had given to one of the house-elves . With quick, firm steps she finally made her way out of the house.
Just when she had reached a place from where she could apparate without any problems and was about to disappear, Lucius appeared next to her.In the first moment a shiver ran down her back when she saw his raised eyebrow and his firm, cold look that made it clear to her that he wanted to know what she was doing here. After all, she shouldn't necessarily be leaving the house alone. Taking a deep breath, she gave him a cold smile, handed him his wedding ring, and smiled again.
[i]"Why have you waited to embrace me my dear?
Cold is your silence, denying what is real
I'm still wondering why
I'm still calling your name my dear "
His eyes widened and he obviously wanted to grab her to keep her from leaving, but at that moment she was gone, leaving her previous life behind. And she regretted nothing ...
the end
Part: 1/1
Author: Ayu
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and never will be mine. The song that is part of this section and that has inspired me a lot is called "The Cross" and is by Within Temptation. I don't make any money here with us, just borrow both to do a little mischief with them.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Lucius / Narcissa
Topic: # 080 - Why
Rating: PG-15
A / N: It came up very quickly again and I hope it's acceptable ^^ '
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She didn't know when she had the courage to take this step and she knew that she would probably regret it, but there was no other way. Her tears didn't seem to want to stop and she was well aware that both her husband and son looked down at her with disgust. It just wasn't fitting for a Malfoy or a Black to show such emotion, whether or not it was shown in-house.One should be strong, beautiful and cold. But she just couldn't and didn't want to anymore. Yes, she had been brought up that way and married against her will, as was the custom in her family. But at the time, neither she nor her parents had expected that she would fall in love with her husband. That you loved your child was one thing that was understandable. But that was something that was really rare now. Mainly because they had never spent much time together and he had never been particularly affectionate to her. He had been to her just like everyone else, and yet she hadn't been able to prevent it.
But now that Voldemort reappeared and her husband was once again completely obsessed with this monster and his ideas, he sent her through hell again because he could, she had reached a point where she had told herself that it couldn't go on like this.[i]I keep wondering why
I'm still calling your name through my tears
Whenever she was hurt, injured, cursed and the like, she had never been able to prevent her from crying, trembling and screaming in front of her tormentors and screaming for her husband, but he had her never helped. Not even when he was there. He laughed, eyed her coldly and told her that she should be glad that she was given such an "honor" to make his master happy. In those moments she had hated him more than anything else in the world and yet she couldn't let him go, couldn't lose her feelings in spite of everything.
Sighing, Narcissa wiped a few tears from her cheeks and now also reduced the size of the last suitcase in which she had stowed her things. Today would be the day when she would finally turn her back on him. She knew that she would bring shame on herself, her family and his family, that she would have nothing if she left this house, but she no longer cared.Should they send someone to eliminate them, should they throw them into the deepest underclass, none of this meant anything to her. Her life was just a power game for other people and her own son hadn't spoken to her for months. What else did she have to lose? Nothing...
One last look in the mirror and she neatly tied her long, blonde hair up before putting on her coat, stowing all her boxes and suitcases in it and looking around the empty, cold room that had once been her home. Shaking her head she finally turned to the door, she knew that Lucius would be home soon and she wanted to avoid meeting him if possible, everything she had to say to him, she had left him in a letter she had given to one of the house-elves . With quick, firm steps she finally made her way out of the house.
Just when she had reached a place from where she could apparate without any problems and was about to disappear, Lucius appeared next to her.In the first moment a shiver ran down her back when she saw his raised eyebrow and his firm, cold look that made it clear to her that he wanted to know what she was doing here. After all, she shouldn't necessarily be leaving the house alone. Taking a deep breath, she gave him a cold smile, handed him his wedding ring, and smiled again.
[i]"Why have you waited to embrace me my dear?
Cold is your silence, denying what is real
I'm still wondering why
I'm still calling your name my dear "
His eyes widened and he obviously wanted to grab her to keep her from leaving, but at that moment she was gone, leaving her previous life behind. And she regretted nothing ...
the end