A Time for Confessions (Lucy!)

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 366x; height: 190px; padding: 10px; background-color: #dcd4c7; border: #eae4d8 10px solid;] hold me and feel my heart beat Hours upon hours of preparations had gone into making sure the annual Christmas Eve party, hosted by Cygnus and Druella Black, could top the year before's. The mansion was decorated accordingly, with tinsel and wreaths and so much more. Bright reds and greens covered the entire ballroom, complete with a real Christmas tree at one end of the hall. Druella had bewitched the tree and decorated with ornaments, which had always been Narcissa's favorite part. She loved finding the perfect place for each one so that it could be seen and appreciated like the rest. The elves had truly outdone themselves with everything else this year and Narcissa thought it was perfect. No sooner had Druella finished putting the last touches on the ballroom, than she was rushing Narcissa up the stairs to clean herself up and get ready with her sisters for the party. Their elite guests would be arriving soon and she wasn't about to be seen in anything less than a fine gown. Not many people realized the level of attention to detail Narcissa gave her appearance. Nothing was every out of place and when she was completely finished, everything looked flawless. Tonight however, she paid even more attention to the small details. A certain blond wizard was going to be among her guests and Cissy wanted him to only have eyes for her this evening. Just thinking about him now made her heart beat a little faster and caused the butterflies in her stomach to flutter even harder. She looked up into the mirror and laughed when she realized she was smiling simply because she had thought of him. After what had seemed like hours of doing make up and hair, her mother had come back upstairs to help Cissy slip into her dress. All three Black girls would be wearing black colored gowns with different colored jewelry, which happend to be early Christmas presents from their father and mother. The black strapless gown slid over her smooth, pale skin and fit like a glove. Turning back into the mirror, Narcissa took in her fill appearance. There was absolutely no way Lucius was going to think about anyone but her tonight, of that she was sure. ......... The guests has started arriving only moments after Narcissa and her sister's had made it downstairs. All five Blacks greeted their familiar guests and welcomed them into their home. Cissy had known almost all of them for her entire life. Pureblood society wasn't exactly growing rapidly with new members but there were still plenty of people Narcissa didn't know. She greeted a few more people before her parents dismissed her and her sisters to wander off into the crowd to mingle. She had yet to see Lucius and Narcissa was starting to grow anxious. Andromeda told her to just relax and enjoy the party, that young Master Malfoy would undoubtedly be joining them soon. Narcissa wasn't even really sure why she was so anxious about Lucius' impending arrival. While her feelings for him made her want to spend as much time with him as possible, she couldn't ever be sure that he saw her in the same romantic light. What if tonight was just like the rest? Some small part of her said it was a special night but a larger part said not to get her hopes up. Men were impossible when it came to reading emotions, especially pureblooded men. Knowing that dancing was a fantastic way to get her mind off things, Cissy accepted an invitation from her cousin. The pair laughed as the whirled around the dance floor with the rest of the guests. Dancing was such a joy for her. The movements felt so free and graceful and could have carried on all night that way but all the fast paced dancing soon took it's toll. Cissy thanked her dear cousin and excused herself to find some fresh air and give her legs a chance to rest. The gardens were her favorite part of her home and, luckily enough, could be reached by simply stepping out of the grand double doors of the ballroom. When she stepped out into the night, the icy chill caused her to pull the wrap she had around her shoulders even closer. Snow covered just about every inch of the gardens and grounds like a soft white blanket. Looking up into the dark sky that was littered with stars and smiled. WORDS: 741 . NOTES: HOPE IT'S OKAY! . OUTFIT: HERE

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #5E7D7E;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #254117;]Further to the South-west of England lied the estate of one of the wealthiest families Wizarding world, unable to be seen by its Muggle neighbourhood. The handsome manor stood firmly by itself in the middle of an enormous land belonged to the well-respected Malfoy family for more than a thousand of years. It would be quite shocking for people to learn that currently living within all those properties were only two individuals. Back then, there were three. How unfortunate the woman had gone, leaving behind her husband and son, still shocked by their sudden loss. Abraxas Malfoy had decided to withdraw himself from the party the Black would be holding that night. The middle-aged wizard hadn't been so fond of parties lately for he had been overwhelmed by work -as well as his own secret regret for in-directly caused his wife's death. His son too, was hit greatly by the loss. His mother was the closest family member to him, despite his respect for Abraxas, he loved his mother more because she tended to be more caring and indulgent. The teenage boy, not knowing any truth of his mother's death and being the practical person he was, had almost gotten over it as the year went by. And thus, Lucius Malfoy - the only son and heir of the family - was the only one still active in the wide mansion that evening, minus the house-elves. He had been restless for days actually. Attending a big party and represent both himself and his father weren't something new for him. Pureblood sociaty's parties had been part of his life since a much younger age. What made this certain Christmas eve party so important him was not to keep his manner well-played at the party, but who he wanted to impress. The youngest girl among the Black sisters, whose outstanding beauty and unique personality had taken away his soul. Due to such reason, the fifteen years old Malfoy made it a point to himself that Narcissa's eyes must be set on him the whole night. And that was not all. All these feelings he had been keeping inside himself for nearly the past four years, he wanted to let them all out. He figured Christmas eve, when most would put aside their problems and enjoy life, would be a perfect opportunity. As a boy, preparation didn't take to long for Lucius. He had finished dressing into his formal wear in less than twenty minutes. It only took that long since he wanted to look at every details and made sure his outfit for the day was perfect. He wouldn't allow a single wrinkle on it. The next ten mintues was spent combing his long blonde hair, which he was so proud of. And earlier that day, he punished a house-elf for missing some spots on his patent leather shoes. Clearly he could use a cleaning spell to save the elf that trouble, but who said the Malfoys were elf-lovers anyway? He then spent the rest of his time before the Black's party started to stand in front of the mirror in his bedroom, planning on the subject of what he should say to Narcissa, practicing various kind of way to express his true feeling to her. He didn't recall doing anything like it before in his life, hence he found it quite weird doing so. In the previous years, he tried going out with a few ladies. Yet none of them made him reach the point of talking to himself in front of the mirror. He was too concentrated that, when he finally decided that it was no use trying to imagine his reflection was Narcissa, he freaked out to see he was about a dozen minutes late. Muttering angrily to himself, Lucius walked fast to the nearest fireplace while doing some last minute fixing to his sleeve-cuffs. The young Malfoy was still feeling that he should kick himself during the whole time walking into the green flame and apparated through the floo to the Black manor. Once he had stepped out of the hearth and made his presence noticed to the Black adults to greet them and apologize for his tardines, his eyes immediately went for a careful search for the lady he came for. But she was no where in sight. He went deeper into the crowd, declining the requests to dance from a few ladies he knew. Merlin finally smiled upon him, one of Narcissa's cousin enlightened him on where she was. Setting his first steps into the garden, he slightly shuddered at the sudden change of temperature. Being a Malfoy meaning he could be easily affected by minor change in climate. He was a sickly child and even at his current age, his body tended to react badly to quick change in the weather or food he was unfamiliar with - this brought him back to that time he tried a funny looking Asian food on his trip to the Wizarding World of China with his parents, no doubt it ended badly. Though it was a small prize compared to others who tried to keep their blood pure by inbreeding. Weak immune system seemed much much better than dulness or insanity of course. He waited until his body had fully adapted to the chilly wind before scanning the area for Narcissa. Didn't take him long to locate her. Her dress was unmistakable in the background of a pure white garden. And that blonde hair was distinguish compared to her sisters. Lucius found himself dazing for no reason as he made his way toward her. The closer he was to her, the more he realized how gorgeous she was today. She had always been gorgeous in his eyes actually. Her magnificent gown just multipied it by ten, even hundred, times. He could hear his own heart thumping loudly in his chest, as if it could explode any minute now. He thought of what he wanted to say today and suddenly greeting her was harder than normal. Intentionally stepped harder on the snow to inform her of his arrival, so as not to startle her, he called softly for her. "Hey, Narcissa" He smiled and gave a slight and gentle bow to both greet her as well as apologizing his late arrival. "Your cousin told me you went this way." [/style]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 366x; height: 190px; padding: 10px; background-color: #dcd4c7; border: #eae4d8 10px solid;] hold me and feel my heart beat Narcissa was not at all surprised to hear footsteps drawing nearer to her. She had expected one of her sisters or cousins to come looking for her sooner or later, her mother having set the task upon them. Druella never liked it when Cissy was far from her sight during an occasion such as this. Mrs. Black loved to show off all three of her daughters and wanted to make sure they were seen by the all the potential young suitors. Druella was bound and determined to marry her daughters into upstanding and well to do wizarding families, as were most mothers who had daughters in this world. It was a tradition as old as their families themselves. Keeping the bloodlines pure and wealthy was the top priority. However, Druella's interest was taken even a step past that. She felt she needed to compensate for not bearing her husband any sons. While Cygnus had taken Bella under his wing and sharing things with her that any man would with his son, it just wasn't the same. Narcissa often felt sorry for her mother. Her father didn't love her mother, their marriage being one of arrangement between the Black and Rosier families. Cygnus looked at Druella as a prize, even with the black spot of bearing only females on her record. She was a possession and that was all. That wasn't what Cissy wanted for her own marriage someday. As silly as it was, and her mother had told her countless times that it was, Narcissa wanted to be loved. She wanted to be able to speak with her future husband freely about any matter. Cissy wanted a lot of things for her future marriage, but simply being a kept possession was not one of them. As the footsteps drew closer, a voice she had not been expecting spoke and Narcissa turned to find herself face to face with the very reason her thoughts were so focused on such emotional matters. The way her name fell off of his lips had her momentarily stunned but she recovered quickly and returned his bow in greeting."Good evening Lucius. I'm so glad you were able to come tonight." A smile spread across her face as she spoke to him. Her voice was calm even though her heart was racing. Truthfully, she was ecstatic that he had made it to the party and wandered out into the cold gardens and found her. She kept her excitement to herself though. It wasn't proper for a young lady to show too much emotion. Narcissa generally found it quite easy to retain her calm and ladylike facade but Lucius made that much harder for her. "Yes, I was in need of some fresh air. That ballroom becomes very warm and stuffy after a dance or two." Cissy wondered for a moment if that was also the reason he had found his way out here, or if he had been looking for her. She hoped the latter was his reason and not that he needed a break from dancing with someone else. Lucius was handsome and had many other girls pining after his affections. Narcissa was well aware of the boys that followed her in the same way but paid them little attention anymore. She had dated a few times but found no one that fit her tastes. Lucius, on the other hand, appeared to fit what Narcissa wanted in every possible way. Cissy had wanted to find a way to bring up the conversation but it never seemed like the right time. That, and she wasn't absolutely certain Lucius felt the same about her. Cissy had a strong feeling he might have but she didn't want to confess her feelings only to find they were unrequited. However, there was something about the way his voice had sounded, softer than usual, and the way he seemed unsure of himself that made Narcissa feel as though he had something to tell her. While she couldn't be sure exactly, Narcissa was rather receptive when it came to things like this. Trying to hide it from her wouldn't work. "What brings you out into the cold, other than the fantastic view?" She inquired as she turned her dark eyes back to the gardens for a moment. WORDS: 714 . NOTES: I LOVE THEM AS TEENS <3 HE REALLY DOES! BUT HE LOOKS JUST LIKE WHAT A YOUNG LUCIUS WOULD LOOK LIKE I THINK! . OUTFIT: HERE

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #4C787E; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]680 WORDS FOR CISSY Ahh, back when they were still pretty and kind of light-hearted. Nevous [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #5E7D7E;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #254117;]The moment Narcissa turned to look at him with a smile caused a skip of heart beat. She was even more beautiful now that he wasn't looking at her back but her beautiful face. He remembered whenever those eyes looked at him, he would either try to show off his cool or ridiculously make a mess out of himself. In his third year, he hit a stone column on his way to class, resulted in a freaking bruise. Some other Slytherins who saw the scene didn't let it rest for the next few days and made a joke out of it. At least they didn't know the reason behind the accident. Lucius felt disappointed in himself when she said she had danced with someone else earlier. He missed one of the best chance in the world to dance with - in his opinion - the prettiest Black daughter. No doubt it brought his score down. He was jealous as well, wondering who was that lucky guy. Had he arrived earlier, the glory could've been his. On the bright side, it seemed that the lady was in a rather good mood. How she said she was glad he had come rose up his hope in the out come of that night. He prayed silently that she didn't say it out of politeness but she was, in fact, wanting to see him at the ball. Of course he knew building up too much hope about it might result in a total break down if things decided to go wrong. Nevertheless, it still worth growing that faith. When Narcissa made the mention of the cold, he once again felt a tremble running up his spine. The young Malfoy managed to stop it in time before any visible sign of a shudder could show. He didn't want to let her see how frail he was when out of the indoor warmth. He buried his hands into the trousers' pockets and also eyed around the garden. "Yeah. It's really cold today, isn't it?" "Great... I freaking talked about the weather." He scolded himself before quickly continue talking, just so the lame topic would be ignored. "Actually I, ah," He wondered what to say. For sure, fresh air wasn't the intention, definitely not at that moment, judging from his dislikeness toward cold weather. However, his true purpose couldn't be told either. Not just yet. Saying anything about it now would be too soon, and might even back fire. He believed girls usually didn't like hasty proposal. He wondered if he lied about the reason of his presence there, would she notice? He knew she was very sharp in reading people emotion and all. Unfortunately, there was no way he could say it without partly - or completely - changing the truth. Even if it was fine to say it right now, it wouldn't work for him for these words were far too powerful for him. He wouldn't be able to make a sound if he were to try. A potion always seemed much simplier when you read the fomular, begin making and you would find out how complicated it was. When he was practicing by himself, he was pretty sure he would have it nailed. Now that he was standing here, looking at her, it was different. He had long been known as charismatic person, but his mind had gone blank the moment she began talking to him. "I want to apologize for my tardiness." In the end, Lucius decided to say part of the fact. He then shrugged with a small chuckle. "Besides, I don't feel like dancing today. Strange isn't it? The Malfoy young master refuses to be in a party." He stopped eyeing at the scenery and somehow his gaze fell on Narcissa's glinting dark brown eyes - maybe he made the glinting part up - Either way, he felt his face had gotten warm, a faint blush appeared across his cheeks. He quickly looked away, pretending like he was fixing the left side of his hair to keep them behind his ear. [/style]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 366x; height: 190px; padding: 10px; background-color: #dcd4c7; border: #eae4d8 10px solid;] hold me and feel my heart beat Narcissa held in the giggle that threatened to escape her. Weather wasn't exactly the topic she wanted to discuss with Lucius Malfoy at the moment. There were so many other things she wanted to say to him but didn't know how to. Talking about emotion simply wasn't done. It was something she had been taught since she was a child, just like the importance of blood purity. However, unlike the lessons on being an elitist, Narcissa found that she preferred the open showering of love and affection her mother often gave her. Druella didn't hold back with her love when Cissy was alone with her. The youngest Black wished she didn't have to hide how she felt all the time. Andy understood but Bella certainly didn't and Narcissa wished she didn't have to hide how she felt with at least one other person. She had made a promise to herself a long time ago that she would never hide how she felt about her future children. "Oh, please don't apologize. As I said, I am just delighted you could come at all." Narcissa replied as she turned her gaze back to him. The color that was rising in his pale face caught her off guard for a moment. Lucius was epitome of pureblooded youths. He never allowed his cold facade to faulter, so seeing what effect she was having on him, or at least she hoped she was the one effecting him in such a way, made her heart skip a beat. Boys like Lucius never blushed, cried, shouted, or showed any reaction of the sort. Cissy felt her heart flutter and was awash with a sudden sense of spontaneity. The simple reaction he was having was making the usually cold young blonde want to express her current feelings without fear. Narcissa hesitated for a moment before taking his hand in her own. "Lucius, I.... But just as she had been about come clean about everything, Cissy heard someone calling her name. Dropping his hand at once, Narcissa turned around to find the source of the voice. Cissy's eyes landed on one of the many elves her parents owned, who was approaching the place she and Lucius were standing. "Miss Black, your parents request your presence within the manor at once." Narcissa kept her gaze fixed on the elf because she could feel the deep red flush overtaking her cheeks at her previous actions. What if one of her sisters had come out and seen her holding Lucius' hand? And what was he going to say about it? Narcissa flicked her eyes back to Lucius for a moment, bowing her head. "Please, excuse me Lucius." Her eyes didn't meet his as she turned to leave and find her mother and father. WORDS: sorry this isn't very good =/ . TAGGED: LUCY <3 . OUTFIT: HERE NOTES: <3

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[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #4C787E; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]672 WORDS FOR CISSY <333 Nevous [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #5E7D7E;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #254117;]A slight shock of electricity ran through his fingers and the warmth on her hand spread throughout his body. He wasn’t aware what Cissy was going to do at that moment. His head turned to her a little faster than usual when she placed her hand on his. After those years of knowing her, this was probably the only time Narcissa ever intentionally touched his hand. Their eyes met when she began talking. There was something in those eyes that said she was about to say something she had always wanted to say. Lucius felt he knew what she was trying to tell him, though he didn’t truly believe what his own intuition. It could’ve been his imagination. But then, why was she holding his hand if it wasn’t something like that. He looked at her, surprised, yet his expression remained practically the same. However, she couldn’t finish what she was saying, for someone had called her, which made her drop his hand quickly. Disappointed, yet not showing it openly, he also turned to see who had interrupted them. It curled his lips in a disgusted way as he saw the house elf. He hated those creatures just as much as he hated the mudbloods. And the fact that one got in between his conversation with Narcissa, especially this one, made him want to teach it a lesson, despite whoever sent it there. Then he saw the blush on Narcissa’s face when she looked at the creature. It strengthened his idea that she was about to say the words. The young Malfoy didn’t really listen to what she was saying before walking away. He stood there for a while, watching her leave before coming back to reality. His time of disappointment and anger ended quickly because he realized what was going on. Narcissa had to return to the party, where no doubt was full of people. His greatest opportunity to be with alone her was slipping away. He couldn’t believe he let this happened. He should’ve gotten to the main point sooner and… No, it’s not over yet. There was still time. Unintentionally, he clenched at the palm of the hand she had held earlier in a determined way. He could feel it as if her hands were still holding it. He suddenly found all the courage needed. It was now or never. “Narcissa, wait!” Lucius called loudly, nearly shouting, as he ran after her. He didn’t care if this would make him look any less elegant or whatever his father would say about running. If he missed this… who knew if he will ever get to have the chance again in the future? “There’s one thing… I need to tell you…”Quickly catching up to her, he said between short gasps. The little running didn’t affect him that much. It was rather his racing heart to be blamed. He could hear it beating as loud as the drum and made his lungs require more air than usual. At the same time, he took hold of her shoulder and stopped her. With a fast but gentle move, he turned her around to look at him. For the first moment, he just stared into her pretty dark brown eyes without saying a word. Complete silence took over, the only sound were from the party inside the building. Then he held her closer to him, placing a tender kiss on her soft lips, eyes closing. There was no holding back now. He could have said it, though it didn't seem like he could just put it all into words. So he took action instead. All the love he had toward her, he let it all out in that one kiss. Even if she rejected or even hated him after this, he wouldn’t regret. “I... love you.” Parting his face from hers, he said with a serious look in his eyes. There was no deny it took lots of strength from him to say it, for he was never one who could fully express his feelings. [/style]

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Feb 2, 2013 18:25:25 GMT -5 @kyler said:

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 366x; height: 190px; padding: 10px; background-color: #dcd4c7; border: #eae4d8 10px solid;] hold me and feel my heart beat The moment seemed lost to her and Narcissa would possibly never forgive her parents for pulling her away from the young Malfoy if she never got the chance to tell him how she felt. Lucius had become the object of her affections long ago but it had taken her a long time to work up the courage to finally tell him. But, of course, just when she had been about to do so, the moment was ripped away from her. It wasn't fair. Cissy hardly ever became angry at her parents anymore but this was different. She could feel the frustration towards them building in her chest, causing her brown eyes to well with tears. Narcissa Black didn't cry...at least not in front of people. Cissy quickly brushed the tips of her fingers over her eyes, careful not to smear any of the make up she had spent hours applying to perfection as she kept a brisk pace across the grounds back to the party. Narcissa had made it almost back to the mansion when she heard Lucius' raised voice calling out to her and felt his gentle touch on her shoulder. "There's something I need to tell you." His words, thought they came between small gasps as he tried to catch his breath, made Cissy freeze with her back to him. She hoped beyond reason that what he had to say was exactly what was running through her mind. Hoping could be dangerous but she allowed herself to feel it anyway. Cissy wasn't sure she could live with the disappointment if he didn't reciprocate her feelings but it was worth the risk. Feeling his fingertips reach out and touch her shoulder unfroze her and she allowed herself to be turned to face him with his gentle movements. Narcissa didn't say a word, she just returned his longing gaze. His grey eyes that were usually so cold looked warmer as they stayed locked on her's. And then, without warning, Lucius pulled her close and pressed his lips against her's. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Warmth spread through her body, starting at her head and running all the way down to her toes. Her heart soared as she felt the passion behind his kiss and her body all but melted into his own as she wrapped her arms around his neck. They fit perfectly together and Narcissa was left breathless and slightly disappointed when he pulled away. The disappointment vanished the moment his words left his lips and resonated with her. The amount of strength and courage it took for Lucius Malfoy to express his feelings for her was not lost on her. She knew, based on her own upbringing, that feelings were to be pushed aside. However, Cissy knew this would be the exception. Her mother always said that falling in love was dangerous because of the duty her daughters were expected to fulfill but Narcissa didn't care. Lucius was everything she wanted and more. Falling for him had been easy and she wasn't going to let anything or anyone stop her from feeling this way. "I love you too, Lucius." Cissy replied in an equally serious tone, the words leaving a tingling sensation behind on her lips as they fell. Finally being able to speak the words aloud to the man himself was such a wonderful feeling. WORDS: sorry this isn't very good =/ . TAGGED: LUCY <3 . OUTFIT: HERE NOTES: <3

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