"Of course my dear," he gave her hips and light squeeze before pulling away to take her hand and walk with her to the apparation point before holding her close and apparating to the restaurant.

Narcissa held on tightly as the rush of air and the feel of no ground beneath her feet took her breath away.  She closed her eyes, visualizing their destination and trying not to distract herself.  All the while, her arms encircled around one side of Lucius at his shoulder and waist as they transported to the historical French town.

"Well I’d love to help you out of it," he smirked and kissed the nape of her neck. "But I think I’ll do that when we come back, later tonight." Lucius zipped her up and ran his hands down her sides before resting on her hips. "I miss you a lot more when I’m gone then you may know." 

Smiling, he kissed her cheek and pulled away, “I don’t think he’s forgotten us, although he may very well want to. I’m sure he’ll contact us when he’s ready. Just give him some time to be on his own.”

She closed her eyes and a shiver crept along her spine.  Lucius' gentle, caressing hands treated the material delicately as the sound of a zip had fully ensconced her in the luxurious fabric.

"Mm...so, then.  Shall we go?"

"Well then you shouldn’t have been blue for me," he smirked as he walked behind her and put his tie back. She was always right and he always trusted her decision. "I don’t want tonight to be business at all, not tonight," he walked back behind her, kissing her cheek and smiling, "Would you like me to zip you?"

At the mention of Draco, Lucius sighed, “You know he talks to you more than he speaks to me. But no, I haven’t heard from him.”

"Blue for you?  When have I ever been blue for you?  Aside from the times I've been lonely and missed you, of course," she answered him, lightly swatting his arm before she turned her back to him.  Her back was exposed, Narcissa barely having even put her dress on when Lucius offered to zip her up.  She turned her head slightly, but he was behind her already.  "Is that you trying to help me in my dress, or out of it?" she joked.

She sighed.  "I hope he's doing well in that new job of his.  It keeps him busy.  Perhaps he's forgotten us already?"

Navy wasn’t his best color, but for her, he would wear anything. Putting the robes back he pulled out a nice white shirt and began to put it on, buttoning up his chest and buttoning the cuffs before looking up at her. “Yes, but wear red. I love red on you.”

Lucius reached for his navy shirt and pants and began dressing. “Tie?” He looked up at her and then looked in the mirror, wondering if he should wear one or not.

She watched him get dressed for a moment, smirking at him before turning back to her closet.  "Red and blue?  You don't think we'd clash?"  She flipped through her closet to try to find a dress similar to the one she'd pulled out.  "Have you heard from our son lately?  I think he's quite busy with his new job to visit."

Her attention went back to him as he asked whether or not he should wear a tie.  "No," Narcissa simply answered.  "It's just you and I tonight.  Don't make it seem like something for business, dearest."

"I know. And I’m the same." He kissed the tip of her nose before patting her bum, silently asking her to get up so he could get dressed. Lucius stood and walked over to his closets, where he began pulling out several robes, "Green, Black, or…?"

She shook her head.  "Neither.  How about a navy blue suit?  White shirt."  Narcissa smiled.  "I can't admire your figure when it's draped in such heavy fabrics," she joked, although she really did like his physique.  It was part of the reason she married him in the first place.

"I'm thinking silk charmeuse for me.  What do you think?" she asked, pulling out a slinky dress that was more of resortwear.

She wrapped her arms around the front and back of his shoulders.  ”I know, dearest.  It’s not been easy these past few years, but we have to move on with our lives.  Is it because of the Ministry?” Narcissa asked.  At his suggestion, she smiled.  ”Hmm…Provence?  Normandy?  Or Marseilles?  I’d like to not have to go to Paris for once, seeing as I’m there once a year, every year.”

"Some of it has to do with the Ministry, but that’s not all." He sighed and thought for a moment. "Provence sounds nice. There’s that restaurant that I like, that I think serves some of the best French food." He took her hand in his and kissed it. "I love you, you know that, right?"

"And I love you," she replied in kind.  "You know I never tire of hearing that?"  Nearly two decades of marriage and it was a wonder they still put up with each other.  Except Lucius was truly all that Narcissa had, besides Draco.

"So...did you want to get changed into fresh clothes so we can go?" she suggested.  After all, it had  been a long day.

"Oh you were?" He grinned and kissed her cheek, "Of course I knew that." Lucius let out a deep sigh as he rested his head back against the chair. "Sometimes I feel like even the world is my cage," Lucius sighed as he rested his hand over her legs and rubbed her thigh gently. "How does France sound to you?"

She wrapped her arms around the front and back of his shoulders.  "I know, dearest.  It's not been easy these past few years, but we have to move on with our lives.  Is it because of the Ministry?" Narcissa asked.  At his suggestion, she smiled.  "Hmm...Provence?  Normandy?  Or Marseilles?  I'd like to not have to go to Paris for once, seeing as I'm there once a year, every year."

Platform 9 & 3/4

Elianna sighed as she helped Marcus out. And smiled a bit. “I’m sorry about what going to happen, my father is a bit angry and soon will my mother.” She sighed and she walked back inside with Marcus. She did love him.

Lucius rushed in to see his wife and took her bags and handed them off to a house elf. He hugged Cissa tight to him even after thirty-three years of marriage she was still the most precious thing in the world to him, besides their children. He kissed her cheek and said, “Your daughter has been cavorting with that awful Marcus Flint character and I’ve brought him here to set him straight. Please tell me you’ll back me up on this one? She needs to be properly married. She’s our only daughter and you know divorce isn’t an option for a girl like her. He’ll either see sense or I’ll send him packing. Let’s go to the sitting room dear but first I need some whiskey. Daughters are much more difficult to raise than sons.” Lucius shook his head.

Narcissa huffed as she landed in their fireplace, though she was surprised to see Lucius there right away.  She chuckled as he hoisted her bags away and squeezed her.

"Darling, what's this about?  I've only been out for a few days for the business and you're already trying to squeeze the life out of me!  But I'm happy to see you, too."

The news that Elianna had been 'cavorting' with Marcus Flint made the smile on her face fall into a frown and her eyes widen.  "Wait, what?!  Elianna and...Marcus Flint?!  But he's older than Draco!" she protested.

"Oh? And who is this ‘Mrs. Applewood’? Or are you just keeping up appearances?" He smirked and wrapped his arms around his wife. He loved teasing her and watching her being the dominant one by taking control.

"You know I was just making that up, right?"  She propped her legs up over his as they sat comfortably together.  "Did you want to go out tonight?"  Narcissa asked.  "I don't feel like staying in.  I'm starting to feel caged again."  And her idea of going out was having dinner somewhere on the Continent.  Perhaps Spain.  Or Italy.  Or Greece.  Something like that.

"I just have things that…I’d rather not discuss about with you. Business is boring. I’d rather talk about you and your day," Lucius smiled and sat back in his chair. "You are much more important to me."

She pressed her lips together in a smug smile, as she put her forehead against his.  "A wise thing to say to your wife, Mr. Malfoy."  She wasn't interested in the business he did, so long as it kept them wealthy, and she did the same with hers, no real questions asked from Lucius.  "I had the most wonderful afternoon with Mrs. Applewood," she joked.  "And we gossiped over tea and cakes."  Not that she knew a 'Mrs. Applewood,' in fact, but she wanted to humor him anyway.

Well it’s been a busy day for me as well and I didn’t mean to snap, but things have just been piling up.

(No worries. It’s the whole point of rping)

It’s nice to see you too. *holds out his hand and kisses hers, smiling gently*

"Mm," she murmured as he kissed her hand.  So he hasn't forgotten to be a gentleman after all, Narcissa thought to herself.  "What happened, love?  You know you can always tell me."

What’s with the tone?

(actually, I read that wrong)

It's just nice to come home and see you after a busy day.

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