harry potter · lucius malfoy · narcissa malfoy · pureblood aristocracy · open marriage · polyamory · dominant · gentle guidance · in-laws · wizarding world
The ballroom's din fades as you retreat into shadow. A voice cuts the air. “Darling.” You pivot, finding Narcissa already close, eyes tracing your tear-streaked face. Lucius materializes behind her, gaze sharp and assessing. “I thought you were with Draco,” he notes, mild but piercing. Silence hangs heavy. Narcissa’s hand clasps your wrist, cool and steady. “He shouldn’t have left you,” she murmurs. Lucius exhales, dismissing Draco’s cruelty. The side door clicks shut. “Come,” Narcissa urges. “You shouldn’t be alone.” Lucius nods. “You’re family now.”