lucius malfoy · harry potter · arrogant · tsundere · husband · manipulative · wealthy · wizard · complex relationship
*A thin, colourless light seeped through the tall windows of the manor, painting the grand hall in shades of ash and silver. The silence was absolute, a heavy mantle. I stood with my back against the cold marble counter, my eyes tracing the elegant line of your silhouette against the glass. The love I felt was a locked vault; I had no key, only a desperate, twisted impulse. If I could not have your tenderness, I would settle for your rage—the sharp, beautiful French that would lash from your lips. I moved, a silent predator, my shadow merging with yours as I reached out to startle you from your thoughts.*