Ch56. Narcissa's tender care
Lost motivation, yadda, yadda...
Taking it down from Pat.reon so I am uploading the chapters I have so far during this week so each day there will be 5 chapters. After this week I will continue leisurely, depending on if I find motivation and drive to continue the story.
I actually tried to find motivation and for the first time seriously opened reviews of this story and clicked on LIKED and started reading... well, anybody who did the same probably knows how 'that' went.
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It took two days until Hadrian was released from the infirmary wing and he was ever so glad for it!
He had enough of Dora's rants about him running off WITHOUT her. Damn, she put it as if she didn't even care he was hurt! Just her ego was rattled that he was hurt without her being there! Yet, he could feel her magic resonating with concern and worry.
He really appreciated the sentiment, at least. Her rants though, he could do without.
His nightmares started all over again when after these two boring days he came into his Hufflepuff chambers, only to find a peeved Narcissa waiting for him with an angry scowl and her hands on her hips in a commandeering pose.
"Harry James Potter! What the hell did you think you were doing!?" Unlike the heated scream of Nymphadora, Narcissa's voice was cold. Almost chillingly so.
Hadrian could see the worry and concern in her eyes as she scrutinized his entire body for any scratch she could find while still appearing as angry as possible.
"Fighting a troll." Hadrian deadpanned.
"And why exactly were you fighting the troll?" Narcissa's calm voice grated at Hadrian with cold fury. "Why exactly were YOU fighting the troll when there are Professors and even a blasted auror here?"
"You know why." He blankly told her as he sat on the bed, noting a bunch of books in the middle of it. "You were in my head enough to know."
"But..." Narcissa's voice and demeanor cracked as she gave up. She shakily walked closer to the bed, sitting next to him she tightly hugged him to her chest.
"I was so scared for you." She whispered with concern as Hadrian could feel tears wetting the top of his head.
"Don't worry, I had it all under control." He reassured her with an awkward tone and softly but unsurely patted her back.
"Liar." Narcissa gave him a broken smile. "You are a horrible liar."
"I hope not!" Hadrian jokingly quipped. "That would be my death."
She sniffed and wiped her tears, making her face presentable.
"Here." She patted the books on the bed. "If you absolutely need to worry me to the early grave, at least learn how to properly defend yourself."
"What are these?" He asked curiously as he took one into his hands.
"Combat Transfiguration and Animation books." Narcissa told him. "All from Malfoy and Black libraries. These are the best you could find in England."
"Now, I heard you fought valiantly because of two girls." She smirked at him, trying to get her worries out of her head. "Sooo, should I start preparing to receive a new sister?" She cooed saucily. "Granger, perhaps?" She saw his indifferent shrug as her smirk widened.
"The Bones girl, then?" Her smirk was now splitting her face as she saw Hadrian shift uncomfortably under her gaze. "Ah, so it IS the Bones girl, after all. Hmm..."
"No. It's nothing like that." Hadrian weakly rebuffed. "Not yet, anyway." And added when he saw Narcissa's knowing look.
"Ohoo. Not yet, is it?" She teased, giggling at his annoyed eye-twitch increasing.
"Alright, alright. No need to snap at me, dear. Do you need anything?" Narcissa asked concerned but then with a serious disgusted undertone added. "A proper healer, perhaps?"
"No, I am fine already." Hadrian smiled at her.
"Should I order Kreacher to prepare some food for you then?"
"No, Cissy. I am really fine. I ate in the infirmary wing." He rolled his eyes good-naturedly, happy for her concern.
"Sex, then?"
Hadrian's mind stopped short but when he saw her gentle gaze he understood she was asking only out of the concern and just wanted to make everything in her power to make him feel better. There was not an ounce of the typical lust she excluded when she wants to have sex.
"You need only to lie down, I can do everything by myself, just enjoy it and..." Narcissa continued, her cheeks red.
Hadrian squeezed her hand in reassurance.
"Cissy, I am fine. Honest." He chuckled at her stern gaze. "I am in fact so fine I am going on a trip!" He stated excitedly.
"Oh, boy. He really hit his head pretty hard, didn't he?" Narcissa muttered to herself.
"Hey!"
"No, husband dearest. You are staying in the bed. No trips for you until I deem you able to think straight." Narcissa ordered, releasing a yelp as she was pinched on her butt by Hadrian.
"I can think pretty straight, mind you!" He indignantly uttered, making Narcissa glare at him in exasperation. "But fine. My trip to the Room of Requirement can wait." He huffed and laid down on the bed.
"Room of Requirement? Didn't you want to wait until you get the cloak because there is that Barmy portrait watching?" Narcissa's eye-brow twitched at the notion of Hadrian crawling his way from the basement to the seventh floor. Not on her watch!
"Ah, but Susan is such a genius! She invented invisibility transfiguration! I could probably sneak there without the cloak! I finally mastered it during my stay in the infirmary. Was sooo bored!"
"Yes, you could, dear. Will you though? No, you most definitely won't. Not until you fully heal!" Narcissa didn't let Hadrian protest as she flipped her body up, proceeding to straddle him, a bowl of steaming soup in her hand. "Now, you will eat." She victoriously declared and Hadrian could only pout as he was being fed by Narcissa.
"So... again, the Bones girl, huh?" She nibbled at her lower lip as she put the spoon into Hadrian's mouth. "I should probably invite her for a few days to the Black Mansion. Nobody uses that place and we could get to know each other... real... well." Her lips curled up at the idea.
"No, you ain't inviting Susan anywhere!" Hadrian harshly spoke but then added with a mock-sad sigh. "At least let me corrupt her first before you sink your claws into her juicy innocent personality, you minx."
Narcissa rolled her eyes at him in amusement because both knew that will be exactly what will happen once she meets the girl. After all, it is her duty as a wife to make sure the girl will be loyal to her husband, now, isn't it?
"Anyway, on a happier note, Dumbledore is being flayed alive by the media for letting the troll in. Even his blunder with sending the students into the Common Rooms was not left alone by the Prophet." Narcissa said as she put the bowl away, released Hadrian from under herself, made him turn around on his belly, and straddled him yet again.
"What would you like me to do, husband?" Her eyes glinted. She knew well what she would have done but she wanted to see the opinion of her husband and judge it.
Hadrian moaned as Narcissa put her hands on his back and started massaging him. He felt her pressing into his stiff muscles, kneading, and caressing them in circular motions as she waited for his answer.
"Make sure he doesn't lose his position as Headmaster but his reputation and political position suffer. It is better to have him busy with school and monitoring me, than at large. We can't afford him being away from a place where we have such a clear view of him and his actions." Hadrian said in the middle of the moans she induced with her skillful hands.
"As you wish." She purred, enjoying his moans at her touch.
"How about you?" He asked, feeling her hands run along his spine so gently he shivered.
"Me?" She hummed, her eyes not leaving Hadrian's back as she dragged her nails from his upper back to his lower, scratching it tenderly.
"Bellatrix. You wanted to deal with her." Hadrian stated, stifling a moan as he felt himself go stiff at her scratches. "I know you care about her."
Narcissa again hummed, her fingers happily dancing on his lower back.
"My preparations are finished." She pressed her fingers into his back as she dragged them upward. "I will be visiting Bellatrix sometime before Christmas." She whispered as she licked her lips, her hands firmly kneading Hadrian's shoulders. "My dear sister will be 'dead' before Boxing Day."
"Okay." Hadrian melted to the bed, enjoying Narcissa's care for the rest of the night.