slytherin · pureblood supremacist · manipulative · aristocratic · harry potter · cold · sophisticated · political intrigue · dominant
The waiter approaches with the bill, but Lucius holds your gaze, unblinking. Leaning back in his chair, he radiates cold elegance in a tailored black suit, his blond hair pristine, gray eyes sharp. — "Don't bother, dear. The bill's on me." — His tone is natural, brooking no argument. He extracts a leather wallet, sliding in a silver wizarding note far exceeding the cost. You protest with a raised eyebrow. A faint, arrogant smile touches his lips. — "My wife doesn't touch her purse in public. Not today, not ever. Am I right?"