059 Food
Title: Long Distance Cravings
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: LuciusxNarcissa
Prompt: 059.Food
Rating: G
Word Count:494
Narcissa hung out of the icebox, inspecting its contents. She bit her lip as she browsed the shelves of the walk-in, resting a hand on her pregnant belly. Cheese, raw eggs, broccoli… no. Though she felt like her stomach was going to open up and swallow her whole, nothing looked very appetizing. What she wanted was something spicy, something with an edge to it… something American.
“Lucius,” Narcissa said as she walked in his open office door. He looked up at her from his desk. “Do you remember that cute little Mexican restaurant we went to in the States?”
“Yes,” he replied, eying her suspiciously. He likely knew what she was hinting at already. “What about it?”
She came around and sat on the edge of the desk near him, running her fingers through his hair. She mused, “I was thinking of how great the food is there. I’ve never had anything like it around here. Do you remember what it was called and if it had a fireplace?”
“Narcissa, do you really expect me to leave what I’m doing to travel halfway across the world to get you a fajita?” he asked slowly, looking at her over the rim of his glasses.
“It’s for the baby,” she said, touching her small pregnant bulge and giving him a hurt look. Every single time she wanted anything done she pulled the “baby card”. “There’s nothing edible in the house.”
“There’s plenty to eat here,” Lucius said with frustration as he stood from his chair. He took his traveling cloak from the coat rack near the door. “What do you want?”
Narcissa cracked a smile and ran to wrap her arms around her husband’s neck. She kissed him on the cheek and responded, “I want the biggest taco salad they have with everything on it… and something for dessert. You’re really a wonderful husband; have I ever told you that?”
“I can’t recall,” he said sarcastically.
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A good hour later, Lucius stepped out of the fire with several containers of food. Narcissa was sitting on the drawing room chaise with a box of chocolates and a book. She jumped off the chair when he arrived.
“You’re eating,” he said blatantly, observing the chocolates. “I traveled all that distance, waited for forty-five minutes, and brought you food… and you’re eating.”
“They’re just chocolates,” she noted, taking the food containers from him. “I had to have something while I was waiting. Are all these for me?”
“Just the ones with your name on them. It’s a lot of food. I hope you can eat all of it,” he used a rather impatient tone with her but she ignored it. She reached up and kissed him gratefully.
“Thanks, really,” she said candidly. “I really appreciate it.”
She looked him straight in the eyes and his glare softened. He kissed her forehead and remarked, “Anything, Cissa, but the moment you ask me for Chinese food you’re on your own.”
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: LuciusxNarcissa
Prompt: 059.Food
Rating: G
Word Count:494
Narcissa hung out of the icebox, inspecting its contents. She bit her lip as she browsed the shelves of the walk-in, resting a hand on her pregnant belly. Cheese, raw eggs, broccoli… no. Though she felt like her stomach was going to open up and swallow her whole, nothing looked very appetizing. What she wanted was something spicy, something with an edge to it… something American.
“Lucius,” Narcissa said as she walked in his open office door. He looked up at her from his desk. “Do you remember that cute little Mexican restaurant we went to in the States?”
“Yes,” he replied, eying her suspiciously. He likely knew what she was hinting at already. “What about it?”
She came around and sat on the edge of the desk near him, running her fingers through his hair. She mused, “I was thinking of how great the food is there. I’ve never had anything like it around here. Do you remember what it was called and if it had a fireplace?”
“Narcissa, do you really expect me to leave what I’m doing to travel halfway across the world to get you a fajita?” he asked slowly, looking at her over the rim of his glasses.
“It’s for the baby,” she said, touching her small pregnant bulge and giving him a hurt look. Every single time she wanted anything done she pulled the “baby card”. “There’s nothing edible in the house.”
“There’s plenty to eat here,” Lucius said with frustration as he stood from his chair. He took his traveling cloak from the coat rack near the door. “What do you want?”
Narcissa cracked a smile and ran to wrap her arms around her husband’s neck. She kissed him on the cheek and responded, “I want the biggest taco salad they have with everything on it… and something for dessert. You’re really a wonderful husband; have I ever told you that?”
“I can’t recall,” he said sarcastically.
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A good hour later, Lucius stepped out of the fire with several containers of food. Narcissa was sitting on the drawing room chaise with a box of chocolates and a book. She jumped off the chair when he arrived.
“You’re eating,” he said blatantly, observing the chocolates. “I traveled all that distance, waited for forty-five minutes, and brought you food… and you’re eating.”
“They’re just chocolates,” she noted, taking the food containers from him. “I had to have something while I was waiting. Are all these for me?”
“Just the ones with your name on them. It’s a lot of food. I hope you can eat all of it,” he used a rather impatient tone with her but she ignored it. She reached up and kissed him gratefully.
“Thanks, really,” she said candidly. “I really appreciate it.”
She looked him straight in the eyes and his glare softened. He kissed her forehead and remarked, “Anything, Cissa, but the moment you ask me for Chinese food you’re on your own.”