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Lucius receives A LETTER:   ‘ we’ll figure it out together. ’  signed by @rosaebled​ (narcissa)

“ I  need  to  go  to  SHIELD  to  hand  in  some  paperwork,  you  coming  with? ”

he is not alone when he returns home. his eccentric sister-in-law, seeking a place to stay at, invited herself ( “ it is what family does, lucius. ”  he didn’t even try to stop her, he is too tired ). who is he to throw her out when he wants more than to get upstairs into his bedroom --- their bedroom --- hoping, craving to see his wife again. the way he looks in this very moment might be the worst he’s ever been but he couldn’t care less, not does he think narcissa would complain. she wouldn’t, would she?   surely the elves already announced his arrival to her, unless bellatrix’ presence has scared them away. 

heavy feet walk up the stairs, his body aches but he can always hear his bed calling for him. his sister-in-law is far more energetic, first to arrive the top. she knows which room she can occupy, spares him one last glance a last comment said ( “ you look like a mess, malfoy. you’ll scare her to death. ” and isn’t she just right? ) and then she is gone. lucius is careful to open the door, quietly in fear of startling his wife. the room is dark, the moonlight the only source of light. she kept a window open --- by accident ? --- and he can finally feel himself relax.     “ NARCISSA? ” his voice so foreign, would she even hear him. feet carry him closer, hesitant, he sees her form before the beautiful blonde of her hair catches his eye.   is this real?   carefully, slowly, he sits down, stares at her for a moment. “ narcissa, love. wake up. ”   he doesn’t dare to touch her, it would scare her for sure ( bellatrix would know, he doesn’t give her that pleasure ), so he waits, speaks a little louder; oh he is just so tired, but cannot just sleep.

     the  poster  barely  holds  together  as  the  girl  runs  down  the  stairs,  ready  to  show  her  project  to  her  mother.   oh,  the  girl  is  tired,  did  she  spend  a  lot  of  time  working  on  it  last  night;  but  it  has  been  worth  it.   “ MOMMY! ”   sophie  almost  trips  in  her  rush  down  the  stairs,  catching  herself  just  in  time  ---  HOWEVER,  the  poster  hits  the  floor,  unfolding  and  showing  many  pictures  of  italy  along  with  some  short  texts.  geography  has  never  been  her  favorite  subject,  but  learning  about  a  different  country  turned  out  to  be  extremely  exciting.    everything  is  exciting  when  it  is  something  different  than  the  island,  even  though  she  loved  it  a  lot.

     donna  must  have  heard  her  almost-fall  because  a  second  after  picking  up  the  poster,  the  older  blonde  appears  in  front  of  her,  asking  if  she  is  alright.    “ i’m  fine!  mommy,  will  you  look  at  my  project?  it’s all done  NOW!! ”

                             arthur    sat    in    the    car    for    a    moment,    the    night's    images    flashing    in    front    of    his    eyes.      rushed,    blurry.      until    they    came    to    a    sudden    halt    when    he    saw    aberama    on    the    wooden    floor    on    the    other    side    of    the    stage.      polly.      with    that    thought    he    started    the    car    and    turned    around,    knowing    exactly    where    he    should    be    right    now.    he    wasn’t    eager    to    be    the    one    to    break    the    news        -    it    will    tear    her    apart    -         but    she    deserves    to    hear    it    from    one    of    them.    from    family,    not    from    an    outsider.    it’s    what    he    told    himself    over    and    over    again    until    he    set    foot    on    his    aunt’s    doorstep.    bruised    knuckle    felt    heavier    than    ever    as    they    hit    the    door.         ‘  pol    open    up !    it’s    me.  ’