@isminx
"So..." her words trailed off as she looked up at Lucius with those huge, pleading dark eyes and then down at the tiny ball of midnight black fluffy furr that settled in the man's lap almost immadiately after Hermione placed the kitten down on the sofa next to Lucius. "Can we keep him?"
Fingers gave the faintest twitch against his arm as he looked down at the furred creature currently making a bed of his lap. Lips tugged into a slightly frown as he considered something, “tell me you had the foresight to clean this little beast before bringing it here.” Gaze flicked to her, waiting and accusatory though he still hadn’t outright said no to her question -- damn her and her enticing, deep gaze.








