{Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts}
{6th Oct 1991}
{3rd person POV}
"Albus, I'll talk to you later. Please do release Pettigrew into the Ministry's custody by nightfall." Fudge spoke before he motioned for Lucius to follow with him. Lucius suppressed his anger at not achieving anything even after paying Fudge a handsome sum to enter this meeting as his advisor.
Lucius looked at the brat and noticed that his eyes were stuck on Narcissa's ass. His thought went back to the moment when Narcissa suddenly moaned.
'Something is going on between those two, I'm sure of it...' Lucius had a nagging suspicion that Narcissa was not telling him the whole story when he forced her to seduce the brat last month.
'Did something happen?' Lucius thought as an unfamiliar feeling flashed into his mind. He stopped as an errant thought emerged in his mind. It was an image of Narcissa kneeling on the ground, wearing the lingerie she had worn on her wedding night. However, something was off as her eyes and face portrayed an image of pure devotion while a large shadow of a penis covered her whole face.
Lucius stumbled momentarily as the image disappeared into the back of his mind. He could feel the blood rushing toward his neither region.
"Lucius, are you okay?" He turned around to look at Narcissa. Her face looked much more boring now with the stoic look plastered on it, especially compared to the look he had just imagined.
"Yeah..." Lucius mumbled as he pulled up his Occlumency shields to try to find what had happened. He tried to recall that memory and picture, but no matter how much he wanted to find that memory, nothing worked.
'What happened, is something wrong with me?' Lucius wondered. By now, Fudge was already walking out of the office, so he hastily motioned to Narcissa to follow, even though he noticed that her eyes were straying toward the brat.
"What happened the last time you approached him?" Lucius asked, and the way in which Narcissa's eyes widened a bit, he was sure something happened. She was hiding something, even though he could not tell why.
'Did she believe the articles? It would be a big problem if that was the case...' Lucius frowned, even though he liked to flaunt it. He couldn't touch Narcissa because of the clauses in their marriage contract. And since Narcissa was the reagent of House Black, the situation could quickly become troublesome.
'But if something is going on between those two, I could use that to my advantage...' Lucius concluded. Adultery was a big part of the wizarding world. He himself was not faithful to her even though he was pretty sure she didn't like indulging in such sexual pleasures.
The problem, though, was the image that had appeared in his mind. For years, he had hoped that Narcissa would be more submissive, that she would take her rightful place beneath him. The thought that she was now capable of doing that... for a brat less than half her age made a wave of anger and arousal course through him.
As he controlled his emotions, hiding them behind a shield of secrecy, Narcissa whispered, "I don't know. He seemed interested, sure, but he was too chicken to do anything about it. I even leaned in and brushed my chest against his, but nothing..."
Lucius's dick twitched at that mental image as he turned to glare at Narcissa. The cold look in her eyes, which was such a sharp contrast to that image, stopped him for a moment before he spoke, "Try again. I don't care how you do it. Open up your legs if you have to, but I want you to accuse him of slighting your honor by the end of the day."
He watched the cold look in Narcissa's eye turn into a glare, so he tried to reason with her, "It's all for Draco's future, my dear. If we don't make a move today, then everything we have worked so hard for will go up in smoke."
Even his words failed to persuade Narcissa as she walked away, though he sighed in relief when she didn't go toward the exit but instead walked toward the dungeons. He really had no other choice. His primary plan had not worked, and this was his last option. He was prepared earlier to accuse Rigel tomorrow even if Narcissa was unsuccessful today, but seeing how Fudge's interests are now linked with Rigel's, the situation had taken a turn worse. He had to be careful now, as false accusations would not help him.
'Now all my hope lies in the Diary. Even if he is the heir by then, if he is shipped off to Azkaban, there is a chance to regain control of the situation if Sirius dies. Even if Draco would not be able to take over the position of Lord of the House, he would be able to become the next reagent, and I would have more control over the situation.' Lucius concluded.
He didn't know how the situation had deteriorated so quickly. In a few months, their chances of getting access to the galleons and the prestige of the House of Black were almost gone.
'If Draco had been able to become the heir and then the Lord, then he could make the House of Black a vassal house to House Malfoy. But with him being just a reagent, my plans must be pushed for another couple of decades at the very least.' Lucius walked over to Severus's office and knocked.
After a basic greeting, he walked through the fireplace and returned to the Malfoy manor. He was going to go and take his frustration out on the whore, but as he arrived in front of Narcissa's bedroom, he stopped.
After a moment of hesitation, he walked into the room and made a beeline for her wardrobe. His eyes roamed across the racks and racks of dresses lined up and drawers upon drawers filled with Lingerie.
...
After an hour of searching, Lucius walked out of the wardrobe, a hollow look in his eyes as he sat down on her bed.
'It's not here...'
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AN—The curse would worsen over time, but I won't show things from Lucius's POV. I'm not a fan of NTR. Sex scenes with Narcissa in the next few chapters.
P.S- 52+ chapters on P.atreon!