Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, or Lucius Malfoy...pity.
Regrets
They lay naked, side by side in the bed.
Harry's fingers circling a certain point on Lucius' arm.
"I wish we could get rid of that." The raven-haired man spoke up.
"I know, I do too, but it's there, not even magic will cover it."
Tanned, slender hands trailed over the dark mark, burnt uncoverably into the ivory skin.
"But he's gone; I thought it might have faded at least."
"No, it'll always be there, to remind me how stupid I was."
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