Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Pizza

Summary: You take your girlfriend to a pizza restaurant in Muggle London.

Warnings: fluff

You finally convince your girlfriend to try one of the wonders of the Muggle world: pizza. So you take her to an Italian restaurant in Muggle London, one that you often go with your siblings.

Sitting at the table with you, your girlfriend looks around at the Muggles surrounding you and then at the menu, clearly overwhelmed. She glances at you with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.

"This is very... interesting, love." she says in a low voice.

The waitress comes over and smiles warmly at you both, oblivious to Narcissa's discomfort. "Welcome! Can I start you off with some drinks?"

Narcissa glances at you, unsure of how to respond.

You order two Cokes, and the waitress nods before walking off to fetch your drinks. Narcissa gazes at you with a mixture of curiosity and a touch of worry.

"What's a Coke?" she whispers, her eyes darting around the restaurant as if she's expecting something strange to happen.

You suppress a smile at her question, finding her trepidation endearing. You lean in a little closer so you can speak without others hearing. "It's a drink. A fizzy, sweet drink made by Muggles. It's quite popular. You'll like it, I think."

She nods, visibly relaxing a tad as she takes in your assurance. She looks around the restaurant again, her gaze lingering on the other patrons, their casual appearances so different from the elegance she's used to.

"This is all so... foreign," she murmurs, her voice tinged with intrigue and skepticism. "And these people..." she trails off, her eyes drifting towards a nearby table with four teenagers laughing loudly.

You follow her gaze and chuckling at her obvious bewilderment. You take her hand again, squeezing it gently to draw her attention back to you.

"Muggles aren't that different from us, you know. They just live differently, have different customs, but they're people just like we are."

The waitress returns with two Cokes and places them on the table in front of you.

Narcissa stares at the fizzy dark brown liquid, her lips parting slightly. She tentatively reaches out to pick up the glass, her fingers lightly tracing the condensation on the outside. As she takes her first sip, her eyes widen with surprise.

"It's... sweet," she says, her voice a mixture of awe and slight disbelief. "The bubbles... they're quite pleasant."

Your heart warms at her innocent reaction.

"I'm glad you like it," you say, smiling at her softly. "You see? Muggle things aren't so bad, are they?"

Your girlfriend takes another small sip, this time savoring the taste a little longer. She lowers her drink, her eyes meeting yours over the rim, a tiny smile playing at the corner of her mouth.

"No, I suppose not." she says quietly, a hint of admission in her tone. "It's like nothing I've ever tasted before."

You wave the waitress over and order a large Margherita pizza for the two of you to share. Once the waitress leaves, you turn back to your girlfriend who is still sipping her Coke.

Narcissa sets her drink back down, a pensive look crossing her face as she turns her attention back to you. "I must admit, love, all this is... different. I've never been to a Muggle place before. It's... intriguing."

She looks around, her eyes catching random Muggles laughing and chatting, their casual and familiar behavior completely foreign to her. You give her a sympathetic smile, understanding her initial unease. You reach out to take her hand again, your thumb brushing over her knuckles.