Lucius looked at her from across the table: Her long, wavy blond hair fell lusciously over her shoulders, her pale skin glistened in the moonlight, her bright blue eyes shined, her delicate hands folded gracefully in her small lap. He sighed. Narcissa was always too perfect.
She suddenly glanced upward at him, letting a small, delicate, smile cross her tiny lips. Lucius smiled back, until a voice broke through into his thoughts.
"Malfoy! Did you hear me?" The Dark Lord asked rudely.
"Erm…" He blushed furiously; being a new Death Eater, fresh out of Hogwarts, wasn't his idea of fun. He gave his master an apologetic look.
The Dark Lord got up from his chair at the head of the table and slammed a palm against his head. "Malfoy! You better listen to me! You…" He gave up with an impatient sigh. He pointed a pale finger towards Lucius. "Just…!" He sighed again, sitting back down. New Death Eaters, it always had to take time to train them.
The Dark Lord continued his introduction on Unforgivable Curses, but Lucius already knew those, so he continued his silent flirting with Narcissa. She was still looking at him, her head slightly tilted. He loved it when she did that. He risked winking at her. She blushed and let out a small giggle. The whole room went silent.
The Dark Lord slowly looked from Lucius to Narcissa. "Oh hell no." He muttered.