Christmas With the Malfoys | Lucius Malfoy x Y/N

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Lucius POV
It is a very cold winter day as I'm at Hogsmeade for some business, The Three Broomsticks to be specific to mostly have a chat with the Minister of Magic about governor business. Me and a fellow governor have a chat and a couple of fire whiskies, he mostly is talking about all of the women he's been seeing recently and someone should tell the man that nobody wants to hear about that.

"Oi! She had tits like a goddess mate..." he says, then adds "How you go about your life like a fuckin loner I ain't got a clue!" He says, clearly drunk as he practically insults me and spits in my face.

"Hmm, don't know, maybe I respect women? Maybe I just don't need them either." I say I'm fooling myself though. I have been feeling things recently, things I haven't felt for anyone in ages and I most certainly do need a woman.

"Right, I reckon you've had enough to drink then. Let's go, shall we?" I say, standing up and placing a few galleons on the table and giving the Minister a wave before we head down the stairs to exit but when we get downstairs to the bar I hear something. Something odd, something seriously wrong and it sounds like a girl crying and I whip my head around... I am suddenly frozen.

Y/n

My heart seemingly stops beating as I see what is happening to her by the bar, three Gryffindor men beating her and spitting on her. Pathetic! After being frozen in my place I see her face, looking at me it seems, looking at me as my feet now carry me to her. As I'm up close to her now I can see her condition... battered and bruised and bloody, a deep gash in the palm of her hand and I go hot with rage, standing up and looking the three men in the eyes threateningly with my hand gripping the serpent head of my cane. They immediately leave, quickly and afraid. Good, they should be afraid, they should be ashamed.

"Y/n? Y/n can you hear me?? Y/n!" I plead, now holding her up in my hands and my lap. Where the fuck was Draco?! How could he leave her all by herself? What kind of sick people could do something like this for no reason at all? I mean... I am not innocent in that manner at all, my past is a dark one in which I have done things I'm not proud of however I was working under a cruel dark, and powerful wizard, and my and my family's safety was at risk. I like to think I'm a changed man, that I am better than the man I once was. And frankly, recently I have y/n to thank for that. From the moment I first saw her enter my home with Draco, I've felt a crazy attraction to her, she is easily the most beautiful woman I have seen in a long time, perhaps even beating the beauty of my once-wife Narcissa. I can't help but find myself shedding a few tears as I'm sat here with her in my lap and as she loses consciousness, in the corner of my eye I catch an image of bags with their goods spilled out and onto the bar floor and assuming they're hers I pick it all up soon realizing these are Christmas gifts I smile to myself.

"Hm, are any of these fine gifts for me, my darling?" I ask, technically to myself as y/n is no longer conscious, seeing a very lovely cloak and then... I catch a glimmer of something that seems to have fallen out of its little box. Is it a... brooch? No, I mustn't intrude any longer. But it is so stunning I must know. "What's this, love?" I whisper, picking up the little box that has a name tag on it marked... Lucius? My eyes go wide at the sight. She got a gift for, me? But how come? I wipe my watering eyes and quickly put the box back in its place in the gift bags, then return to y/n lifting her up and pulling out my wand to apparate us back to the Manor immediately.

When we arrive at the Manor we're already in y/n's room, I lay her down on her bed and draw my wand going to examine her wounds... cautiously... I know that this must be done however, I feel as if I am intruding and violating her by having to remove her top. "Snap out of it Lucius," I say to myself in frustration, knowing she needs my help and that now is not the time to have nerves.

Hours later I'm in the room with y/n, conscious and confused, however seems to be recovering well and I hear a knock on the door, a familiar voice calling out behind it, "Y/n? Are you in there? Are you ok? I'm sorry I ditched you earlier." This immediately enrages me, Draco, calling out for y/n behind that door not even knowing what happened to her and what happened because he'd rather go see someone else. I get up from my place beside her bed, my face hot with anger and my hand tightly gripping the serpent head of my cane as I head over to the door to open it, my son of course wearing a look of surprise as he sees me and not y/n open the door for him. I see Draco's eyes glance over to the bed in the room, a wave of confusion and sadness washing over him as he sees her state of well being and this spurs my anger on even more, "Wh-What happened? Are you okay?!" Draco says as his eyes dart between y/n and myself. I look back at y/n reassuringly before walking out of the room and shutting the door with a flick of my wand before Draco has any chance of entering the room at all.

"Where the Hell were you Draco?!" I ask in a tone that in no way hides my anger, whacking my cane into his calf as I do.

"I... I wanted to cat-" He starts but I don't let him finish, not at all satisfied with whatever foolish excuse he has for me.

"I don't want to hear your idiotic excuses Draco, that poor girl was left ALONE because you were too busy wandering off with some other group of unworthy fools. Left alone to be harassed and beaten by a group of barbaric Gryffindor men, left unconscious and bleeding on the floor of that filthy pub. You're lucky I was there boy."

"Father, can I please just speak to her? She's my friend and I'm worried." Draco said

I retract my wand from it's cane and point it to Draco's chest, stepping in front of the doorway, my brow arched. "She's resting. If you were such a good friend you would've saved her yourself, leave her be." I say, not wanting anyone near her right now, especially not my son right now.

Well... nobody but myself of course. I think to myself as I remain in my place in front of y/n's door watching as Draco reluctantly backs away and walks towards his own room, as he slips into his room I turn around and enter y/n's room once more, my expression immediately softening yet my anger still lingers.

"I am back, love" I say softly as I take my seat at her bedside once more, watching as she sits up and pausing as I notice... it can't be... blush? Painted across y/n's face as I meet her gaze once again and speak to her.

What a naughty girl...