Andromeda Black was lounging on a love seat in the Slytherin common room late one night. She had already tried her hand at sleep, but it just wouldn't come. So she had gotten up and was now stretched across the loveseat scratching a note to her mum.
Lucius Malfoy walked quietly down the stairs to the Slytherin common room. He was absolutely seething, he had just gotten in a fight with his current girlfriend. Forget curfew, he was going for a walk. Then precisely stopped in his track when he noticed Andromeda lying on the loveseat. The skin of her leg peeking through the slit in her night shirt. He couldn't help but think how beautiful she looked with her hair in a messy bun and her brows furrowed in deep thought, her hand was vigorously scribbling words on a piece of parchment.
Lucius continued down the stairs and didn't stop until he reached the loveseat Andromeda was sitting on. He then precisely and efficiently bent down and captured her lips with his.