Pureblood (Lucius Malfoy) *COMPLETED*

CHAPTER 21 - DOBBY BRINGS NEWS

I stare at the small house elf, unable to contain my smile from seeing a familiar soul after so long. He offers a small smile back, stepping into the room, but making sure to keep his distance from an infuriated Lucius, who's staring him down in pure anger. Dobby tugs at his brand new looking clothing, pulling at it and twisting it nervously.

"Dobby," I say happily.

"It's been a long time, Miss Rivera," he speaks in his high voice I always found cute, making me grin. He turns to look at Lucius curiously, who's jaw is clenched in fury.

"Mr Malfoy..?"

Lucius steps forward angrily, his expression murderous as I leap out of bed, rushing to block his path. I place my hands on his chest, pushing him back from a helpless Dobby who whimpers, fleeing to the window and cowering behind the curtain. Lucius watches him run, going to charge again when I grip his arms, making him suddenly aware of my presence as he looks down at me, his face softening the tiniest bit. "Leave him." He frowns, going to protest. "But-" I stop him, putting a finger to his lips as my hands rest on his neck, tilting his face down to me.

"Lucius. Leave him." He stares into my eyes as I give him a firm look, making him sigh in defeat before gazing towards the window angrily. "Fine." I slowly pull away from him, turning to see Dobby watching us from behind the curtain, still half hidden. "It's okay Dobby, you can come out now." He steps out from his hiding place, gulping as Lucius gives him a look, earning a light slap on the arm from me. "Thank you, Miss Rivera." I smile, suddenly feeling faint as I blink, swaying a little. I feel Lucius holding me from behind, steadying me as he speaks softly. "You should be resting, Kelly..."

"No, I'm ok..." I say as he walks me over to the bed, helping me sit up with a pillow behind me, before pulling the covers to my waist.
"Thank you..." He looks at me softly, his pupils dilating as his bright blue eyes dart down to my lips, before meeting my gaze again. He slightly moves forward before I look down, causing him to stop and then back up as I whisper quietly, so only he can hear, "Lucius..." He looks at me curiously as I whisper again, so low, it's barely audible. "No." I glance behind him at a worried Dobby, who's trying to look past Lucius's tall frame that looms over me protectively, checking to see if I'm all right. "Is Miss Rivera Okay?"
Lucius eyes glance so subtly to the side before back at me, suddenly remembering we weren't alone in the room. "I'm ok Dobby, it's nothing to worry about." I say loudly, reassuring him as Lucius nods, understanding my look as his hand holds mine. But he makes sure the house elf can't see as he speaks quietly, "Are you okay?" I smile weakly, squeezing his hand.

"I'm fine, go." He let's go of my hand, standing up and going to sit on the chair near the wall, his concerned gaze not leaving me. I look back at Dobby, trying to hide the blush in my face from Lucius's actions.

He stands at the foot of the bed, asking anxiously, "Are you sure Miss Rivera is okay?" I smile, tucking my hair behind my ear, pretending I don't notice the way Lucius shifts in his seat, clearing his throat. "I'm sure." I focus on the more important subject, watching him curiously as I ask, "How did you find me, Dobby?" He grins happily.

"Well, when Dobby found out Miss Rivera was in danger, Dobby wanted to help her right away. But then, Harry Potter called on Dobby-"

"You talked to Harry?" I interrupt, sitting right up as I ignore the pain in my head. From the corner of my eye, I see Lucius watching me, his hand curling into a tight fist at his side as his jaw clenches. But I don't have time to ask him what's wrong as I wait for Dobby to answer my question. "Yes. Harry Potter requested that Dobby visit you and check how you are."

Harry...

I smile at his words, feeling the tears spring to my eyes. Lucius looks at me with a sad look as he reads my thoughts before his gaze falls to the floor. I don't notice though, as I'm too busy listening for news about Harry. "How is he?"