Leigh!fic | Stolen (1/1) | Remus Lupin/Narcissa Malfoy
Title: Stolen (1/1)
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Characters: Remus Lupin/Narcissa Malfoy
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 396
Summary: Stolen moments with Remus were the single pure moment in her life.
Author’s Notes: Written for hp_humpdrabbles -- I'm just a little behind in archiving.
She'd never wanted to hurt him. Truly. Narcissa Black -- soon to be Narcissa Malfoy -- has never been a cruel woman. Unlike her sister, she'd never found joy in causing pain; quite the opposite. Narcissa was softness where Bellatrix was focused and sadistic, where Andromeda had been fiery and determined.
(It still hurts to think of her sister as someone who had been. Andromeda is dead to the Black family. She is dead to Narcissa.)
Stolen moments with Remus were the single pure moment in her life. Lying with him in a dingy flat somewhere outside of Manchester, savoring the brief time they'd -- she'd -- allowed them. Whispered promises to be broken, soft touches and kisses as they bared skin to moonlight and surrendered to one another.
Surrender. She loves that about him. Lucius never surrenders to what she wants. Remus would give her the moon if she asked it. He has already given her his heart; a gift she never wanted but cherishes nonetheless.
She can't think of it. There is a darkness coming that will swallow them all. They both ignore it when they can, but they're not ignorant to it. The lines have been drawn, and at the end of the day, they're on opposite sides.
But she treasures this night. It will be their last time together, she knows, and she will have to hurt him -- and the thoughts breaks her heart. Tears pool in her eyes despite her lover's gentle touch. There is an earnest look in his grey eyes; earnest yet touched with a weariness that seems out of place in his youthful face. She lets him kiss her, caress her breasts and belly. His fingers between her legs make her tremble, and when he moves inside of her, she comes with a gasp and a shudder.
She loves Remus. He loves her -- Naricssa, not the delicate flower of the Black family. He doesn't love her money or her family (and really, he loves her despite all that). He loves her for her, and that is worth more than gold.
But she is married to Lucius. She is a Malfoy, and she has a duty. And in that duty, she says the two cruelest words she can imagine.
"I'm pregnant."
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Characters: Remus Lupin/Narcissa Malfoy
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 396
Summary: Stolen moments with Remus were the single pure moment in her life.
Author’s Notes: Written for hp_humpdrabbles -- I'm just a little behind in archiving.
She'd never wanted to hurt him. Truly. Narcissa Black -- soon to be Narcissa Malfoy -- has never been a cruel woman. Unlike her sister, she'd never found joy in causing pain; quite the opposite. Narcissa was softness where Bellatrix was focused and sadistic, where Andromeda had been fiery and determined.
(It still hurts to think of her sister as someone who had been. Andromeda is dead to the Black family. She is dead to Narcissa.)
Stolen moments with Remus were the single pure moment in her life. Lying with him in a dingy flat somewhere outside of Manchester, savoring the brief time they'd -- she'd -- allowed them. Whispered promises to be broken, soft touches and kisses as they bared skin to moonlight and surrendered to one another.
Surrender. She loves that about him. Lucius never surrenders to what she wants. Remus would give her the moon if she asked it. He has already given her his heart; a gift she never wanted but cherishes nonetheless.
She can't think of it. There is a darkness coming that will swallow them all. They both ignore it when they can, but they're not ignorant to it. The lines have been drawn, and at the end of the day, they're on opposite sides.
But she treasures this night. It will be their last time together, she knows, and she will have to hurt him -- and the thoughts breaks her heart. Tears pool in her eyes despite her lover's gentle touch. There is an earnest look in his grey eyes; earnest yet touched with a weariness that seems out of place in his youthful face. She lets him kiss her, caress her breasts and belly. His fingers between her legs make her tremble, and when he moves inside of her, she comes with a gasp and a shudder.
She loves Remus. He loves her -- Naricssa, not the delicate flower of the Black family. He doesn't love her money or her family (and really, he loves her despite all that). He loves her for her, and that is worth more than gold.
But she is married to Lucius. She is a Malfoy, and she has a duty. And in that duty, she says the two cruelest words she can imagine.
"I'm pregnant."