Afflictions Of The Heart

Brattitude

A few days had past, Ivy and Lucius had spent a lot of time without clothes rather than with them on. They had been spending more time exploring each other's bodies and enjoying their time together than anything.

Ivy abruptly woke up when she heard yelling, "I told you Narcissa, I am not in love with you anymore. Ivy is the love of my life! The last 2 years of our marriage was a sham! Nothing but a facade to keep up the perfection we tried to portray!" Lucius boomed angrily.

"You don't mean that! She's young, she is inexperienced! You know how good I am. How good i make you feel!" Narcissa replied in an alluring tone. "Don't touch me Narcissa! I MEAN IT! And take my word for it that she brings me more pleasure than you ever have!" He yelled.

Ivy climbed out of bed she was still naked from earlier, glimpsing in the mirror she was finally seeing the marks she was littered in. Marks of his love, possession, and passion. She grabbed one of his shirts and threw it on over her, it was long enough where it hung above her knees, before she wandered out of the bedroom.

"You've change Lucius, you are not the man you used to be. You've gone soft" narcissa spat. Ivy wandered into the front room where Narcissa stood just a few feet in front of Lucius. He turned around when he heard her footsteps enter the room.

"I'm sorry Princess did we wake you?" He asked as she approached him. "It's alright, why are you back here?" Ivy said glaring at Narcissa.

Narcissa scoffed, "please child, mind yourself. I am here to claim what is mine" she rolled her eyes. "Funny, you see this ring on my finger? If I'm not mistaken Lucius no longer belongs to you. He is my husband in the eyes of the law, we legalized our marriage in both the wizarding world and muggle world. As for you? You in the eyes of the law are deceased." Ivy explained as Lucius wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her into him.

Narcissa looked unfazed, "you are just a child," she rolled her eyes. "I'm an adult, and clearly I can do more for Lucius than you ever did. And you are making it quite clear that you don't remember who I am. I used to spend summer days at your house as a young girl. Does the name Ivy ring a bell?" Ivy said with a cold tone.

The look of realization hit Narcissa and her jaw fell agape. "Little Ivy Abbott? Draco's friend?!" She stammered. "In the flesh" she said sarcastically rolling her eyes.

Narcissa turned her attention back to Lucius, "you were that desperate for a vagina that you went with your sons friend?! Quite pathetic If you ask me. Did you run out of other options?" She mocked him.

His grasp around her tightened, his eyes darkened as he stared at his ex wife. "Who I am in love with is none of your concern! She has done more for me than you ever had, emotionally, physically and over all has just made me a better person. Believes in me and makes me a better person. My past doesn't bother her. Do you remember the last conversation we had before you went off? You called me a monster!" He roared angrily.

"Makes you a better person? Do you remember what you did to our family, you beat Draco as a boy forced me into the death eaters you forced him to be a part of it as well! That is who you are Lucius A MONSTER. You blindly followed voldemort! You fought a school of fucking children for Salazar sake! You took our sons childhood!" She screamed angrily.

The pain on Lucius face was like none other than Ivy had seen before. It was as if Narcissa had driven a knife straight into his heart. His arm dropped from around Ivy's waist. Narcissa clicked her tongue, "see my words still hold quite a bit of power over you now don't they?" She chuckled.

Ivy's blood boiled, "you need to go, you are not welcome here. We are trying to enjoy our honeymoon, Lucius and Draco have made amends their relationship is healthy. You are no good for Lucius nor Draco! I helped Draco and Lucius put their pieces back together. I am not going to stand by and listen to you speak to him like that when he is nothing like that anymore!" She snapped spitting at Narcissa.