Lucius

7th year * Slytherin * Prefect

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

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Severus sighs, “No, she won’t be doing any such thing,” he says firmly, “See to it that she does not. If we’re bringing nothing, we’re taking nothing.” Quickly, he steps up the front stairs before pushing open one of the doors, briefly holding it for Lucius, “Is there anything in particular we should prepare for?” he asks, the thought just striking him that he’d have to see what sort of clothing his mother had that would be even somewhat suitable.

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Lucius laughed at that, he held up his hands, palms facing up. “Don’t think that I have any say over my mother. She wont listen to me or to anyone, especially when it comes to Christmas.” Lucius nodded slowly as they walked, “Bring some dress robes, if you don’t have any you could always borrow some of mine. There will be some Christmas parties and so on. Other than that, just bring what you’re comfortable in.”

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

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Severus smirks as he turns towards Lucius, “Well, I’d hate to disappoint Abraxas,” he says, huffing and shaking his head as he steps back in the direction of the castle, “Don’t look forward to it, I promise. Any expectations you have, she won’t meet,” he says, waving his hand dismissively before tucking it back into his cloak. Severus breathes in the cold air, before walking towards the castle, knowing Malfoy would be just behind him, “We’ve never been much for Christmas. Please do note that we’d choose to be exempt from gift giving, I wouldn’t even know what to give a Malfoy,” he says with a small frown. Perhaps Severus could bake something, at least then it wouldn’t seem so strange; though he’d have to pawn it off as his mother’s work.

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Lucius grinned, “Good, then it’s settled. I’ll make all the necessary plans,” he said to the other boy. He was glad when Severus made for the castle, he tried to make sure that his relief wasn’t so well engraved upon his face but he was really glad to be out of the frigid cold. Lucius shrugged at the mention of gift giving. He didn’t blame Severus really, he knew that it was probably near impossible getting a gift for a family which basically bought everything it could ever want or need. “That’s really quite alright. I’ll tell mother but I’m unsure if she’ll be able to keep her end of the bargain. She’s rather big on the whole gift giving at Christmas.”

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Name a girl... 1) Hogwart's hottest. 2) funniest you know. 3) intrigues you. 4) regret having met. 5) could fall for. 6) always keeps you interested. 7) owe an apology to

1) @narcissablvxk...obviously

2) @mckinnonaf is the funniest looking? Okay but someone who actually makes me ‘ha ha’ laugh is @daenatravers

3) @andrxmedacblack If only she’d let me take a peek at her literary collection

4) I don’t have regrets

5) The closest I could get to ‘falling for’ anyone would have to be with @narcissablvxk

6) @adellanott always keeps me sane

7) @narcissablvxk

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I wasn’t listening, but I definitely disagree with McKinnon.

Lucius Malfoy (via incorrectexpectatquotes)

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

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“I-I,” Severus stutters for a moment, trying to think of something to say to throw Lucius off. Could he manage it? What were they going to think of his mother? Surely, he could manage it, but when was the last time his mother had even spoken to another wizard? It must have been quite a few years ago. And disregarding that, she’d never had any friends. Perhaps she had at school, but none of them spoke to her anymore.

He swallows tightly, “It’s fine, Lucius, we don’t require sympathy. I, uh, I suppose we can spend some time with your family over the holidays. She’s, um,” he bites the inside of his cheek before shaking his head, “She’s one of us, you know, a-a Slytherin, but she’s…she’s a bit like me, I suppose, she’s not one for people. But, she’ll come if I ask her to. I just don’t see why your family would want either of us there,” he says with a small frown. Idly, he wonders if Lucius might know more of them than he did. She had killed the Prince’s pureblood line after all, he wondered if that sort of information was still passed about.

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This time when Lucius rolled his eyes he made sure that Severus would notice. “Salazar, it’s not sympathy. I’d send a card and maybe some chocolates if I wanted to offer my sympathies.” Lucius smiled when Severus finally relented, “I can’t say I’m hardly surprised, you had to get it from somewhere, didn’t you? Besides, you don’t need to forewarn me, I look forward to meeting your mother.” He was telling the full truth too. “My father wanted to meet you properly,” Lucius said with a shrug, “And don’t worry, I wont leave you alone with him. If he starts hounding you about anything I’ll be sure to shut him down.”

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

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At Lucius’ statement, Severus stilled. Okay, that was his only real excuse. He stared out into the snow, trying to summon something else, another lie that wouldn’t be too egregious or difficult to keep up. Looking towards Lucius, his face stilled, in ways it likely shouldn’t be whilst saying, “My father passed recently,” he adjusts his shoulders and breathes in. For once, his father may have been useful. Of course, he had to go and die right before he’d benefit Severus. After all, the Malfoy’s would never have a muggle in their home, and Tobias would have never consented to go. 

“Thus, it will be my mother’s first Christmas alone,” he says, frowning, “I doubt your family would care much for her, she’s not particularly gregarious,” it was true enough. Though Severus was sure his mother wouldn’t reveal too much, she was a bit of a frightened mouse. How could Severus make her at all presentable for the Malfoy’s? Would they know of her? Severus’ mind raced with concerns, wondering how he could piece together the life he was making for himself, with the life he’d had.

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Lucius felt his brows raise. He couldn’t help it really, out of all things he hadn’t expected that to come out of Severus’ mouth. He felt like a bit of a dolt really, that he hadn’t come to the conclusion by himself. “Oh,” he said lightly in an attempt to regather his shock into place. “I’m sorry I didn’t know...” Although he’d always been under the impression that Severus had never gotten on too well with his father, he’d been his father after all.

“Nonsense, it’s all the better a reason for the two of you to come. I might go mad if I’m cooped up in there all holidays with just my parents. The elves make a mean Christmas dinner and you would even have your own quarters,” Lucius explained.

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Malfoy Family Aesthetic

“ Lucius Malfoy, the son of Abraxas Malfoy, was one of the few pure-blood wizards left by the late 20th century. He joined the Death Eaters when they came to power in the First Wizarding War. He married Narcissa Black, a fellow pure-blood of similar wealthy background, and they had one son, Draco, who would later become Harry Potter’s main rival in his school years. The Malfoy family was one of the first wizarding families to repent following Lord Voldemort’s first defeat, claiming they had been bewitched, in 1981. ”

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

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Severus laughs lightly, turning forward, “It’s cold,” he notes, as if the other boy had somehow not noticed. Still, it amused him. However, at Lucius’ question, Severus’ attention snaps back to him. Why would he want to invite him over for Christmas? It wasn’t as if Severus was likely to be cheerful company.

Furrowing his brows, he frowns, “I usually stay at the castle,” he says, glancing over his shoulder. He’d nearly forgotten about Christmas entirely. But, it was December, he should have. Could he really leave his mother alone? Severus frowns and shifts, “This year would be my mother’s first alone. I don’t know that I should leave her. I appreciate the offer, however.” It’s only after he says it that Severus realises he’d just essentially told Lucius his father is dead. He does all he can not to indicate that had been a mistake.

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Lucius cocked his head to the side, he’d assumed that Severus would come up with at least one reason why he wouldn’t be able to come. Christmas at Malfoy manor was special, it was decadent and magical, it wasn’t something one easily passed up. “Then bring her too,” Lucius said without too much thought. That would certainly give Abraxas a fright, maybe he would leave her arrival as a surprise for Abraxas. Serves him well for trying to spy on him.

The fact that Severus had only brought up his mother didn’t go unnoticed. “Would it just be your mother joining us? What of your father?” Lucius’ eyes narrowed. They hardly ever spoke about Severus’ father, despite how much Lucius probed. In their second year, Lucius had obsessed over it. He’d discovered that Sev’s mum had been a Prince (that is all Severus had obliged) but there had been no mentions of a Snape in the magical records until Severus.

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

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Severus knew that at this hour, it was unlikely any part of the castle would be quiet enough. There was so much going on in his mind, he knew he needed some solace. So, placing down his utensils, he quickly headed outside.

Always with a thick skin, metaphorically, and more literally when it came to cold, the thin boy stepped out into the snow. At least now, very few people would bother to come out. So, when he heard Lucius Malfoy’s voice, Severus was quite surprised, “Standing,” he says quite promptly, “Trying to find solace amongst the snow. We all like to be surrounded by what we are, don’t we?” he adds evenly, “Why are you following me out here?”

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Lucius rolled his eyes, not sure if Severus noticed or not. He should have guessed, solace and Severus practically went hand in hand. “So, are you telling me you think you liken yourself to snow? Crowley, that’s melodramatic, even for you.” At his question, Lucius shrugged, there was no point pretending that he had just happened upon Severus whilst going for a casual walk in the blistering cold.

“I have an invitation for you. Do you have any plans that can’t be cancelled over the christmas break?”

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A Christmas Invitation || Lucius & Severus

Abraxas Malfoy never did anything without some sort of hidden agenda behind his actions. He’d certainly never allowed Lucius to have friends stay at the manor over the Christmas break for more than a couple of days. It was some odd attempt at ‘family time’ or something. He’d received the owl that morning, ‘invite Severus Snape to stay with us’. He had only mentioned Severus and not any of his other friends, which was really no surprise. Sometimes his father was brilliant, at other times he really could be so predictable. 

Both he and Severus had a break with no class after lunch. He’d spied the other boy leave before all the plates were cleared, it appeared he was making for the outdoors. It was freezing out, the snow had now properly set in. Lucius had always loved the look of it but hated to be amongst it. He quickly charmed his boots so that his feet stayed warm and so that the snow would melt a little before him. He found Sev in a small courtyard alone. Lucius, pulling his cloak closer around him, strode towards him only stopping when he was beside the other boy.

“Severus,” he said as a means of a greeting, “What are you doing out here?” He buried his hands into the depths of his pockets for emphasis.

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Bookends || Lucius & Adella

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Adella was grateful for the change of subject, a genuine smile gracing her lips. She had managed to get herself in a web of Slytherin boys. She had a history with Evan, was currently (or not) sleeping with Rodolphus, and had snogged Lucius in front of the entire school. It was messy and being able to put the entire situation with her friend behind them would be nice, “Yeah, let’s do that. It’s almost bloody ridiculous how much homework he assigned us. As if none of my other professors are assigning work.”

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Lucius smiled. He was glad Adella at least appeared to be on the same page as him. That she was just as willing as he was to be done with the events of the ball and just move on. He’d always hated dwelling on the past and this was no exception. “Excellent. I feel like the Christmas holidays are going to be a little rubbish,” Lucius said with a sigh. “How about you go grab us a table and I’ll grab some books.”

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Long Hair Appreciation Part II

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“You don’t believe me, ’s'okay, someday you will.“ But she didn’t know that. All she knew was that even though she was drunk she wanted him to know that he was more than who his father was. She sometimes had to remind herself that she was more than her mother, so she’d remind Lucius as well if she had to. She giggled and put a finger on the tip of his nose. “Shhh, don’t tell anyone I’ve been drinking. It’s a secret, bu’ you’re right I should sleep.” She held on to chairs to keep herself steady on the way to the stairs. “Pity, you can’t even help me to m’room.” She pouted and carefully placed a foot on the first step. “So g’night Luc. Seeya in your dreams.”

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Lucius couldn’t help but snort at Narcissa. It was comical, the idea that she thought that her drunkenness would go unnoticed. Anyone with eyes would be able to tell from a kilometre away. Still, he winked to indulge her with a whispered, “Your secret’s safe with me.” Lucius was close behind as she fumbled her way through the common room toward’s the staircase that led to the girl’s dorms. “A real shame,” he told her, a steadying hand hovering just above her shoulder. “Goodnight, Cissy, I’ll see you in the morning.”

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Before she could second guess her own actions, one of Narcissa’s hands was under Lucius’ chin, holding it to she could see his face. “Please stop trying to be or not be like anyone else, okay? You’re Lucius, not Abraxas and not not Abraxas, mkay? Mkay. Good,” she finished, not bothering to see whether her words had actually sunk in, choosing to act as if they had as she held herself again. His voice often reminded Narcissa of distinct feelings. Sometimes it was silk along a floor, smooth and perfectly worded. Others it was a wave crashing against sand on the rare occasions when she witnessed him angry or masking his anger. As he spoke now she thought of velvet, dangerously beautiful for a girl as weak as she was. First she considered laughing because she was drunk and because that’s silly, I’m never going to be able to kiss you like that don’t you know what touch means to me? But she didn’t laugh. Part of her wanted to ask what he meant by that - by any of this - but she had gone far beyond her personal budget of embarrassing questions. Beyond that, she still hadn’t recovered from the way he said Darling. So instead of laughing or running away or passing out (all of which sounded like better options than continuing to make a fool of herself) she smiled, swaying on her feet. “Well good, ‘cause y’ve got me so… congrats ’m not sad anymore!”

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“Okay,” Lucius repeated numbly. He cleared his throat, his gaze flicking about them. Hi eyes fell to her ruined book before finally landing upon the alcohol she’d been consuming. He peered up at Narcissa, waiting for her to laugh or misinterpret his words. She didn’t laugh or wave away his words, he smiled back. “You’re positively intoxicated,” he plainly told her, “You should probably go to bed and prepare yourself for the killer headache in the morning.”

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She smiled despite two words running through her mind. Damage control. “Oh you shouldn’t doubt me, obviously. Anythin’ you can do I can do better and all that.” Smile. Damage control. Laugh. Fix this, you looked like a fool. Deep breath. “And y’know, I didn’t mean you couldn’t… kiss Ad… anyone. But jus’…” Remember what Marlene and Rod said. “Go somewhere else next time. I don’t want to see it happen and m’reputation is not yours to mess up.” She took another deep breath before stepping back slightly. She didn’t want to, in fact she already wished he was hugging her again, but instead she held herself tightly. “I meant to say all that sober bu’ I can’t change it now. An’ I’m sorry if you’re mad an’ please don’t ask your dad to find you someone else but that’s all I have to say so I’m happy now.”

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Lucius closed his eyes and shook his head. “Don’t-” he started. He didn’t know what he’d set out to say. ‘Don’t sell yourself short?’ ‘Don’t forgive me so easily?’ He honestly didn’t know, perhaps it was a mix of the two. “You’re right, it’s not. I’m trying so hard to not be my father but the more I try, the worse I am. Behind closed doors is something he’d do. I didn’t even want any of it. I wasn’t even supposed to be drinking,” he finished, remembering his conversation with Rod weeks before. He allowed his hands to fall away from her as she stood back. Lucius felt his brow furrow, she was sorry? “Darling,” he said before he could help himself. He was shocked by his own tone, not the usual teasing tone they both used when they called each other such names, but one that was almost sincere. “I don’t want anybody else.” It was then that he realised just how true those words were.

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Trash Prince.

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms The maids come around too much Parents ain't around enough

Super rich kids with cocky smiles.

T r a c k l i s t {Listen here}

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“ Now, you’re twisting my words, dear. You may crash and burn as much as you like. To be honest, I think the whole ordeal is quite ridiculous. ” voice calm, smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she speaks and doe eyes directed at lucius. she did find the rumours and the reactions ridiculous, yet she found it AGITATING to see what it did to adella, and also to see the embarrassment felt by narcissa. “ I’m just worried about how badly you’ve played your cards lately, and how your bad hands have affected miss Nott. Then again, this storm will soon blow over and Skeeter will get something more delicious to write about. ” 

but when the boy says he takes the whole blame of the situation getting out of hand daena cannot help but let one slender hand touch his cheek before it travels to ruffle his hair a bit. an act of friendship but also a manner in which she tried to ease up the tension, because the blame wasn’t all his –– it was those who spread rumours, those who got their noses into other people’s business and the fact that some of their peers ( him included ) were ruled by the decisions of their fathers. 

“ ah, low blow, mister malfoy. let’s put the outdated sexism in a little box, shall we? i know you’re better than that, and, please, i’m far more classy than you. ” she pinches his arm as she jests. words not meant to harm but to cause a smile, still there is a warning wrapped safely in her words.“ –– At least, I’m not the one who makes out with my friend in a crowded room where my bethrothed may or may not be.”

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Lucius shrugged his shoulders lightly. “It’s what I do best,” he replied with a smile. He’d already spoken with Adella but he knew that his fellow prefect wouldn’t tell him exactly how she were feeling, especially if she was hurt. Lucius was chewing at his lower lip. “How is she? Adella, that is,” he finally asked. He scoffed at the mention of Rita Skeeter, “That busybody is the least of my worries right now.”

The blonde offered a small but sad smile at the familiar touch of his longtime friend. It was a familiar gesture and one that he welcomed. Daena had never been one to shy away from letting him know exactly when he’d managed to screw up.

Lucius rolled his eyes, “Believe me, it has nothing to do with you being female.” He didn’t know where all these girls were getting these ideas, that he thought that women were lesser or whatever. None of that really applied anymore, not really in their magical world anyway. He sighed, “Believe me, it wont happen again. I doubt my father will show up out of the blue anytime soon to stuff everything up.”