Fic for seatbeltdrivein
Author: deathjunke
Recipient: seatbeltdrivein
Title: Taboo
Pairing: Narcissa/Lily
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1056
Summary: Narcissa tells her son a bedtime story.
Author’s Notes: I tried for the smut, and I even tried for some Harry/Percy slash but neither was working out. :( This fic seemed to just write itself in their stead so I really hope you enjoy it. You’re a great LJ friend and I’m so pleased to have gotten you for this exchange (?). Lots of love and adoration ♥, Mystery Author. Many thanks to my wonderful (and mind-blowingly speedy) beta *hugs*
♥Taboo♥
“Once upon a time there was a Pureblood princess who lived in a castle. The princess was tall and beautiful with shining gold hair and lovely grey eyes. She used to sit on her throne and listen to all of the princes from the best Pureblood families promise her wealth and prestige if only she would marry them.
The princess didn’t want to marry for money or honor. She wanted to marry for love. She never told that to anyone for fear that they would laugh at her and call her a silly girl.
It didn’t matter in the end. The King and Queen picked a prince that they liked and told her that they were to marry once she finished Princess School.
The princess was so upset that she hid in her bathroom and cried all day. At nighttime one of the poor Mudblood girls who lived in the castle came and saw the princess crying.
‘What’s wrong your highness?’ She asked. The Peasant girl was very pretty with hair like fire and magical green eyes. Her beautiful green eyes magically drew the truth from who ever she looked at and so the princess had no choice but to tell her what was wrong.
‘I’m to be married,’ The princess sobbed. ‘I’m to marry and I don't know what love is! I’ve never felt it! And now I won’t, ever’
The peasant girl knelt on the floor besides the princess and wrapped her arms tightly around the crying girl. ‘Don't worry, I’ll teach you what love is all about.’ Said the peasant girl as she wiped the tears from the princess’s face with her sleeves.
And every night after that the princess and the peasant met.
They talked about everything until the wee hours of the morning. They discussed everything from their days, favorite food and books, to the silly little things they had heard or seen. Eventually they were so close that they talked about their hopes and dreams confiding their secrets in each other and slowly falling in love.
The princess realized that her friend was a great person even if she was a Mudblood. The princess grew restless and anxious and unable to hide her feelings and so she told the pretty Mudblood that she loved her.
‘I love you too.’ The girl said and then she leaned forward and kissed the princess softly on the lips. That was the beginning of their relationship.
They spent the next few months dancing around each other with teasing looks, light touches, floating scents of perfume in the air and knowing smiles. The very thought of being together, and lying together in a tangled heap between the sheets of one of the massive four post beds, seemed as a temptation that the God himself couldn’t turn away from.
They knew it was wrong, that they were poles apart. They were from two completely different worlds and ways of life. The laws of the Kingdom and the whispers of the court would be too much for the girls to battle alone. So the lovers stayed as far away from each other during the days and kept meeting during the dark of the night.”
“Then what happened, Mother?” Narcissa smiled sadly as her little son leaned forward clutching the sheets with his cubby pink fingers and looking up at her so enamored with such lovely blue eyes. “Did they get married?”
“No, Draco. They did not.”
“Well why not?” He huffed indignantly. “Their love was taboo! Taboo mother! That means they have to be together! If they’re not together then this won’t be a proper bedtime story!”
Narcissa hid a grin behind a finely boned hand; her little boy had some firm beliefs about his bedtime stories. It was clear he’d be neck deep in hidden romance novels when he hit his teenage years.
“Of course it was taboo! That’s what made it so much fun, my love. Our heroines had to struggle to meet in a corridor after everyone in the castle was asleep. They had to sneak and deceive and act just like spies so that they could kiss and hold each other.”
“It’s a good thing they were both girls.”
“Really now,” Narcissa looked at her son with wide eyes. What was going through his mind now? The boy was bright for his age but the love between two young girls wasn’t what anyone would call ‘normal’ back then or even now. “Why do you say that Draco?”
“Theo says you get cooties from kissing girls.” He explained with a small frown on his brow, as if he couldn’t understand why his mother didn’t know something so obvious. “If they’re both girls then they already have girl cooties.”
“Ah, I understand. You’re very wise my darling.”
Draco preened for just a moment before falling against the pillows.
“Now you see the Mudblood peasant girl told the princess to meet her in the forest on the night before the summer solstice. So ”
The door cracked open suddenly and Lucius’ silky baritone rang through out the nursery. “Narcissa! Don't fill the boys head with fairy stories! Besides we need to go, it won’t do to be late.”
The thin woman rolled her eyes and bowed over to press a kiss to her beloved son’s brow and brush her fingertips over his cheek. “Another time, darling.”
“Goodnight, Mother.”
“Goodnight, Draco.”
Narcissa stood up and glanced in the mirror mounted on the wall with a frown. She was beautiful with her long pale hair and fine kittenish bone structure, not much had changed since she left Hogwarts. Granted she wasn’t as carefree and joyful as she had once been but it wasn’t anything devastating, everyone had to grow up now and again.
“Come on, Narcissa. Don’t dawdle!” Lucius snapped, his nerves making him irritable and fidgety.
“I’ve just got to paint my face Lucius.” She chimed as she strode past him into her their bedroom and to her vanity. “The party isn’t for another hour.”
Lucius nodded and left to ensure that the elves had dragged out the proper wine from storage.
“Oh, Evans...” Narcissa murmured sadly as she swirled the brush about in the emerald eye shadow. “I wish we had run away together… our love was taboo after all.”
Recipient: seatbeltdrivein
Title: Taboo
Pairing: Narcissa/Lily
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1056
Summary: Narcissa tells her son a bedtime story.
Author’s Notes: I tried for the smut, and I even tried for some Harry/Percy slash but neither was working out. :( This fic seemed to just write itself in their stead so I really hope you enjoy it. You’re a great LJ friend and I’m so pleased to have gotten you for this exchange (?). Lots of love and adoration ♥, Mystery Author. Many thanks to my wonderful (and mind-blowingly speedy) beta *hugs*
♥Taboo♥
“Once upon a time there was a Pureblood princess who lived in a castle. The princess was tall and beautiful with shining gold hair and lovely grey eyes. She used to sit on her throne and listen to all of the princes from the best Pureblood families promise her wealth and prestige if only she would marry them.
The princess didn’t want to marry for money or honor. She wanted to marry for love. She never told that to anyone for fear that they would laugh at her and call her a silly girl.
It didn’t matter in the end. The King and Queen picked a prince that they liked and told her that they were to marry once she finished Princess School.
The princess was so upset that she hid in her bathroom and cried all day. At nighttime one of the poor Mudblood girls who lived in the castle came and saw the princess crying.
‘What’s wrong your highness?’ She asked. The Peasant girl was very pretty with hair like fire and magical green eyes. Her beautiful green eyes magically drew the truth from who ever she looked at and so the princess had no choice but to tell her what was wrong.
‘I’m to be married,’ The princess sobbed. ‘I’m to marry and I don't know what love is! I’ve never felt it! And now I won’t, ever’
The peasant girl knelt on the floor besides the princess and wrapped her arms tightly around the crying girl. ‘Don't worry, I’ll teach you what love is all about.’ Said the peasant girl as she wiped the tears from the princess’s face with her sleeves.
And every night after that the princess and the peasant met.
They talked about everything until the wee hours of the morning. They discussed everything from their days, favorite food and books, to the silly little things they had heard or seen. Eventually they were so close that they talked about their hopes and dreams confiding their secrets in each other and slowly falling in love.
The princess realized that her friend was a great person even if she was a Mudblood. The princess grew restless and anxious and unable to hide her feelings and so she told the pretty Mudblood that she loved her.
‘I love you too.’ The girl said and then she leaned forward and kissed the princess softly on the lips. That was the beginning of their relationship.
They spent the next few months dancing around each other with teasing looks, light touches, floating scents of perfume in the air and knowing smiles. The very thought of being together, and lying together in a tangled heap between the sheets of one of the massive four post beds, seemed as a temptation that the God himself couldn’t turn away from.
They knew it was wrong, that they were poles apart. They were from two completely different worlds and ways of life. The laws of the Kingdom and the whispers of the court would be too much for the girls to battle alone. So the lovers stayed as far away from each other during the days and kept meeting during the dark of the night.”
“Then what happened, Mother?” Narcissa smiled sadly as her little son leaned forward clutching the sheets with his cubby pink fingers and looking up at her so enamored with such lovely blue eyes. “Did they get married?”
“No, Draco. They did not.”
“Well why not?” He huffed indignantly. “Their love was taboo! Taboo mother! That means they have to be together! If they’re not together then this won’t be a proper bedtime story!”
Narcissa hid a grin behind a finely boned hand; her little boy had some firm beliefs about his bedtime stories. It was clear he’d be neck deep in hidden romance novels when he hit his teenage years.
“Of course it was taboo! That’s what made it so much fun, my love. Our heroines had to struggle to meet in a corridor after everyone in the castle was asleep. They had to sneak and deceive and act just like spies so that they could kiss and hold each other.”
“It’s a good thing they were both girls.”
“Really now,” Narcissa looked at her son with wide eyes. What was going through his mind now? The boy was bright for his age but the love between two young girls wasn’t what anyone would call ‘normal’ back then or even now. “Why do you say that Draco?”
“Theo says you get cooties from kissing girls.” He explained with a small frown on his brow, as if he couldn’t understand why his mother didn’t know something so obvious. “If they’re both girls then they already have girl cooties.”
“Ah, I understand. You’re very wise my darling.”
Draco preened for just a moment before falling against the pillows.
“Now you see the Mudblood peasant girl told the princess to meet her in the forest on the night before the summer solstice. So ”
The door cracked open suddenly and Lucius’ silky baritone rang through out the nursery. “Narcissa! Don't fill the boys head with fairy stories! Besides we need to go, it won’t do to be late.”
The thin woman rolled her eyes and bowed over to press a kiss to her beloved son’s brow and brush her fingertips over his cheek. “Another time, darling.”
“Goodnight, Mother.”
“Goodnight, Draco.”
Narcissa stood up and glanced in the mirror mounted on the wall with a frown. She was beautiful with her long pale hair and fine kittenish bone structure, not much had changed since she left Hogwarts. Granted she wasn’t as carefree and joyful as she had once been but it wasn’t anything devastating, everyone had to grow up now and again.
“Come on, Narcissa. Don’t dawdle!” Lucius snapped, his nerves making him irritable and fidgety.
“I’ve just got to paint my face Lucius.” She chimed as she strode past him into her their bedroom and to her vanity. “The party isn’t for another hour.”
Lucius nodded and left to ensure that the elves had dragged out the proper wine from storage.
“Oh, Evans...” Narcissa murmured sadly as she swirled the brush about in the emerald eye shadow. “I wish we had run away together… our love was taboo after all.”