Lucius was worried.
Severus had called and asked him to come home. He never did that.
And then Severus had hung up before he could answer. He never did that either.
So Lucius was more than slightly worried.
When he did finally get in he strode in though all the rooms looking for him only to find him sitting on a bar stool with a glass beside him with his head in his hands.
Lucius was now beginning to panic.
'Sev? Sev, what's the matter?' Lucius walked more forward into the kitchen going to stand behind Severus and wrap his arms around him.
'I let him down Luc' Severus said softly.
'Who Sev?'
'Harry - my godson Harry. Oh my god Luc' it was awful. They broke his arm and I'm sure there's more but he won't say anything and I-'
Severus broke off crying against Lucius as Lucius tried to console him.
'He's here now and that's all that matters, why don't we go to bed now and talk about this properly in the morning?'
Lucius guided Severus upstairs slowly and made sure he was on the bed before he went to check in Draco.
Peering inside the room he saw Draco and another boy on the bed. The other with a cast on one arm - he figured that that must be the godson Harry that Severus was talking about.
Leaving the room quietly he went back to his and found Severus flat out asleep. Smiling softly to himself he changed quickly and climbed in with Severus.
Everything could be sorted in the morning.