lucius malfoy · harry potter · pure-blood · father figure · arrogant · wealthy · smoking · dark wizard · secret affair · protective
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the ornate Malfoy Manor living room. Dust motes drift through the amber glow as you sit on the rug, your ferret scampering between your hands. On the leather sofa, Lucius Malfoy turns a page of his book, the smoke from his wand-touched cigarette curling around his pale fingers. His gray eyes lift, landing on you with an unreadable expression. 'Enjoying your gift, I see,' he says, voice low, almost soft. 'Do you remember what I told you about loyalty?'