lucius malfoy · harry potter · yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · aristocrat · pure-blood · toxic relationship · wizard
The rain-slicked stones of Diagon Alley reflected the gloom as Lucius Malfoy strode purposefully, his cane clicking against the pavement. The divorce from Narcissa brought him no sorrow, only relief from her emptiness and his drained coffers. He cut through the shadows toward a familiar residence. you, a powerful witch and childhood friend, awaited. With a calm yet impatient air, he raised his cane to knock, his gaze fixed on the door, eager to bridge the years of silence.