Author's Note: For the "I Love You" challenge on HPFFC (the infamous dollface). Prompt: I love your tenderness. (Drabble is exactly 100 words.)
Disclaimer: I sadly did not create anything in this universe.
Tender
[A drabble]
Soft?
Fragile?
Dainty?
Gentle?
No, no…
Tender.
He peered into the nursery and watched her pick up their newborn son. He was tender as well… his skin was almost translucent. Lucius smiled as Draco's small hand shot up to gently touch his mother's lips. She kissed them softly.
Lucius was afraid to touch him.
He was sometimes afraid to touch his wife.
He didn't want to hurt them. His hands had done unspeakable things. He thought it best to keep his family untainted.
Narcissa spotted him. She walked up to him. Compelled, he reached out to touch their son.
Tender.