17. leela_cat prompted me with: Regulus/Narcissa - moonlight.
Pure (PG; Regulus/Narcissa; 200 words)
The party was predictable; Malfoy swanned around with his new bride on his arm like an ornament, and Narcissa feigned delight. They were ill-matched; Andy would have done better for Lucius.
Of course, Andy had other plans, Regulus thought, not at all surprised by how quickly the families had repaired the damage of his cousin's defection.
Everyone was saved now, save Narcissa. Regulus decided that perhaps he should save her, at least for awhile. He murmured something in Malfoy's ear about his Mum wanting a word with Narcissa, and then he led her upstairs.
"What is it?" she snapped, as he closed the door to his guest suite.
"Blacks stick together, that's what. Do you want him to have you first? Do you want that parvenu's hands on you before knowing what pleasure is? I want you, Cissy."
It was a speech Regulus had been practicing for some time. His heart beat hard as he waited for Narcissa's reaction; he hoped it wouldn't be laughter.
The haughtiness faded slowly from her gaze; she almost smiled. "You're a sweet boy, Reg," she whispered, leaning down to kiss him—with tongue!
It was more than he'd imagined, his first kiss, and it was perfect.
Leela, I totally forgot to include any mention of moonlight (so preoccupied by the pairing as I was); I hope the double drabble will allow you to forgive me! *hugs*