Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Telephone

Summary: Narcissa discovers what a telephone is.

Warnings: fluff, muggle technology, humor, making out.

Sometimes Muggle devices are way more practical than magical ones. For example: your sister is living in another country, the only magical form of communication you have with her is sending letters through owls, which takes a while. So this is why you have a telephone at home, for times like this.

Narcissa is on top of you, you two lying down on your living room couch having a steamy make-out session when you are interrupted by the telephone ringing.

In one swift motion, she jolts straight up, falling down and banging her head in the coffee table in the process. She looks at you with a bewildered expression as the phone continues to ring.

"What on earth is that infernal racket?"

Poor Narcissa... But you can't help but chuckle at her reaction. She pulls herself up with your help, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she glances at the still ringing phone. Curiously, she points at it with a hesitant finger.

"What in Salazar's name is that contraption and how do I make it cease its grating noise?"

You can't help but snicker at her bemused reaction as you get off the couch and approach the telephone, picking it up and holding it to your ear. Before you speak, you place your finger over your lips, silently gesturing to the confused woman to stay quiet. She complies, watching you intently, her curiosity piqued.

"Hello?"

Your sister's voice crackles through the receiver, a hint of excitement in her tone. You can't help but roll your eyes, knowing that she has probably called to announce something dramatic about her love life. You can feel Narcissa's eyes boring into you, her interest piqued by the unknown device and the whispered words coming from it.

Sitting on your couch, Narcissa observes the one-sided conversation, hearing you softly chuckle at something your sister said.

"Yeah, yeah... What's the big news?" you say over the phone.

As you listen to your sister chattering animatedly on the other end, you can feel your girlfriend shifting impatiently on the couch, her head leaning in closer, trying to catch every word. Your sister continues to prattle on, her voice growing increasingly animated with each word. Narcissa watches you roll your eyes at something your sister said.

"Yeah..."

She watches you intently, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and perhaps a hint of unease at the device in your hand and the whispers it emits.

"Oh, really?"

Narcissa raises an eyebrow at your sarcastic tone and leans in even closer now, captivated by the one-sided conversation she's listening to.

After what seems like an eternity of your sister's chatter, you finally manage to extract yourself from the conversation.

"Alright, alright. I gotta go, sis. I have a... thing."

Your girlfriend looks at you expectantly, still intrigued by the mysterious device in your hand. You place the phone back on its base and turn to Narcissa, a smirk playing at the corners of your lips.

"Sorry about that. It was my sister... She just had to share the latest drama about her love life."

Narcissa stands up, her eyes still fixed on the phone, her curiosity palpable.

"What in the world is that device you were speaking into?"

You chuckle, finding her confusion endearing. "This is a telephone. It's a device Muggles use to communicate over long distances."