𝑴𝒊𝒅𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 || Lucius Malfoy x Reader

Chapter Four: A Rainy Afternoon

"What a shame..." I sighed as I looked outside my window. There was an unusually heavy downpour of rain. How dreadful, how gloomy! How very fitting of the Malfoy Manor.

Summer is the season meant to be spent enjoying nature— and here I am stuck inside! It must be the world punishing me for being an awful human being. I mean, coming to the realization that I made out with someone's husband last night doesn't exactly feel good on my conscious. Not that it can be helped. I can't take back what I've already done, (I can just mentally beat myself up over it every chance I get!)

Maybe the rain was a good thing. I could take today to go over how I feel about everything that's happened, maybe even read a bit. (assuming that this giant mansion has a library.) Perhaps I could even hang out with Draco, the whole reason I'm here in the first place.

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"Draco?" I called, knocking on the door to my friend's bedroom. Maybe he would have an idea of something we could do. Or at the very least, distract me from thinking about his father.

"Oh hey y/n." Draco said, opening the door to see me looking up at him. He seemed to be particularly stressed out about something... His hair was a mess, and his wrinkled shirt wasn't even tucked into his pants.

"Are you alright?" I asked, looking at his appearance. 

Draco took in a sharp breath and gripped his lower forearm from behind his back.

"Yeah I'm fine, don't worry y/n. I just... I have something I have to deal with right now. We can watch a movie or something later tonight if you want to." He apologized.

What's with this family? Practically everyone here has something to hide...

"That's fin-" The door shut abruptly in my face before I was able to finish my sentence. 

Wow okay... I guess he really was busy.

My other idea was to read something in the library, so I suppose thats what I was going to do today. Of course, I could go look for Lucius... 

No... I shouldn't. I was not going to look for Lucius. I was going to go to the library. But Merlin, the manor really should have a map—because I had no idea where the library was. It took me a good twenty minutes before I was able to find it. 

Though oh my, it was entirely worth it. The library was filled with bookshelves larger than I could have imagined, along with numerous beautiful paintings. 

"Why, this is amazing," I whispered to myself as I ran my fingers along the spines of the books. I could find practically any author in existence in here. 

My fingers lingered over a certain title that I recognized—Pride and Prejudice. I had read it a number of times when I was a preteen witch, and my heart definitely still soared for Mr. Darcy. I laughed as I realized that Lucius acted a bit like him... Maybe I have a type. 

I removed the book from the shelf, and took a seat in an armchair near a large glass window. It gave me a wonderful view of the garden as the rain poured down on the shrubbery. I would have to make sure to take a walk there one day, it looked very pretty. 

Opening the book, I let myself relax in the chair. Time happened to past quite fast as I read. In fact, I was usually hardly aware of my surroundings. Was that a good thing? I couldn't say. 

"Jane Austen? How adorable." 

I let out a gasp as the book was snatched from my hands. 

"Do you imagine yourself as Elizabeth Bennet? I think you're far too quiet to be her." the voice chuckled. 

I stood up from my chair to see who the person was, and who would've guessed? It was Lucius. 

"I don't think I'm much similar to her in real life, but rather... she's someone I aspire to be like, Sir." I folded my hands in front of me. 

"I'm sure you could be more outspoken if you tried," he looked at me. "I have no doubt that there's a lot going on in that pretty head of yours." 

"Thanks Mr. Darcy." I giggled, looking up at him. A slight attempt at flirtation. 

"Cute." His lips curved into a small smile. "But I'm more of a Dostoevsky fan." 

My eyes instantly lit up at his words. 

"No way!" I blurted out, instantly blushing after I spoke. "Excuse my brashness, but he's my favorite author, Sir." 

"Why, lets plan the wedding right now then!" he laughed, surprised at my reaction. 

Unfortunately, that statement brought me back to reality. The very very sad reality. He's already married. My expression must've changed, because Lucius seemed to notice my distaste. 

"Whatever is the matter y/n?" 

"You uhm.. you have a wife, Sir. And I'm, well.. I'm participating in something that's entirely inappropriate! I just—" 

"Oh, is that what you're worried about dear?" he laughed. I didn't understand why he took my concern so lightly. 

"Narcissa and I haven't been on good terms for quite a while, but of course as a highly regarded wizarding family—divorce is not an option. Can you imagine what the press would say?" he scoffed. 

"To solve things, we've come to a mutual agreement: We can both see whoever we like, as long as the public isn't aware of it. Do you understand now?" 

"Oh..." was all I could respond with. Would Narcissa still be okay with this?

"Of course, this doesn't excuse the large age difference. Nor does it excuse the fact that you're my son's friend." he said, his expression unreadable. He was laying everything out for me, the ball was in my court. 

"I'm eighteen." I offered. "Next year is my last year of Hogwarts." I hope that it solidified my intentions. 

"I assumed so." he walked towards me, tucking a piece of my (h/l) (h/c) hair behind my ear. "Do you have any plans for after you graduate?" 

"I think I might like to be an Auror in the ministry, or maybe a Professor." I answered honestly. 

"I think you'd make a fine Auror." he moved behind me, still playing with my hair. "And an even better...escort." 

My eyes widened in pure shock, and I gasped in response. "Thats.. I- I- uhm—"

"I'm only joking my love." he whispered in my ear with a deep laugh. "You get nervous quite easily, don't you?" 

"I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy..." I said sheepishly, looking back at the man behind me. He didn't seem upset in the slightest.

"Its adorable." Lucius grinned. "So worked up for me." He pressed his lips to my neck—his hands sliding to my waist. 

I sighed, leaning back into him. This was going to be a fun summer. 

A/n: Sorry for the wait, hope you enjoyed!