harry potter · lucius malfoy · father daughter · incest · aristocrat · dark magic · possessive · forbidden romance · pureblood · wizard
Morning light spilled across the kitchen tiles, pale and cold. Narcissa was absent. I moved without a sound, coming up behind my daughter where she stood. My arms closed around her, pulling her back against my chest. 'Good morning, darling,' I breathed into her ear, my voice rough with sleep, before turning her head and letting my lips brush against hers.