Author's Note: For Zombie Reine's Seasonal Prompt Drabble Challenge on the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum. There are four sets (spring, summer, fall, winter) and each of those sets have a prompt within them. Each set will contain 4 drabbles of 100 words each.
Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes. I didn't use a beta and going over it 5 times myself doesn't ever seem to work. =P
For Xx starlight-moon xX – Fellow Lucissa lover, one heck of a writer and girl who deserves a little sugar to hopefully cheer her up. I love you. =]
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! But I wish I did. =X
A Year of Seasons
[A drabble series by Mesteria]
When the ice and snow melted away, she thought it was the most beautiful scene ever. The new green grass, the new flowers, the new leaves… it was a chance at a new beginning.
It was also the perfect time for new marriages.
April first marked the day of their wedding. She had snuck off once, to wander through the gardens that were now hers. She ran her hands along the top of the short hedges.
"Narcissa." She turned. He was standing behind her, his arm extended. She took it and followed him back to the wedding. Mrs. Lucius Malfoy.
She sat in bed, a book in her hands. But she wasn't reading. She couldn't; her thoughts were only that of her husband. He'd been home late everyday this week; she hated it.
The bedroom opened. He stepped in and smiled sheepishly at her. He was holding a bouquet of flowers.
"I'm sorry, chéri," he whispered upon reaching her. He sat down on the bed. He offered the flowers. "I just picked them."
She took them. She inhaled their scent deeply. Fresh, yes; raindrops still clung to their petals. She looked at him and then leaned in for a kiss.
3) Rain (or Rainy Days).
She sighed as she stared out of the window. Today marked the fifth day of rain, straight. She let the curtain fall and turned away from the window. Another sleepless night. Lucius was gone again, without telling her where he was going.
She crawled into bed, willing herself to sleep. Thunder sounded and lightning struck. As it did, the bedroom door opened. Lucius stepped into the room, dripping wet.
"Lucius!" she exclaimed.
After changing, he slid into bed and in the next moment, she was by his side. She wished nothing more than to sleep peacefully in her husband's arms.
After six days of rain, the weather broke. She woke to silence. Her husband's breathing was steady. She could actually think; her mind felt clearer. Slipping from bed, she walked to the balcony, opened the doors and sun poured through. She smiled; today was going to be a beautiful day. She looked to the sky; a rainbow stretched across.
"Lucius," she called over her shoulder, waking him. "Come look; a rainbow!"
He clambered out of bed and sauntered to his wife. His arms found her waist. He pulled her into him, dropped his head to her neck, kissed it and whispered, "It's beautiful."