Assignment 3 | Muggle History, Task 2 | Write about something that doesn't go as expected
Fantastic Beasts | 87. Harpy | [character] Lily Evans Potter
Scavenger Hunt | 50. Write a gift fic for a mod (Angel)
365 | 169. [character] Lucius Malfoy
Resolution Evolution | Writing Resolutions | 28. Write a fic including one of your least favourite characters (Lucius)

A/N: I'm calling this one a gift fic for Angel, since it was her prompting that got it started.


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According to Plan

Lily marched up to the doors of the giant mansion, determination and fire pulsing through her veins. She didn't care if this kid came from the second richest family in all of London, *nobody* fucked with her kid. She hammered on the door, and when it was not immediately opened, she pounded on it again.

"May I help you?" a haughty butler asked as he opened the door.

"Yeah, I need to speak with Mr or Mrs Malfoy," Lily answered, not bothering to be polite.

The butler looked like he was going to deny her entry, so Lily pushed her way past, trying not to be caught offguard by the ornate marble foyer and wrought iron decor.

"I'm afraid we are not expecting any company at the moment," the butler said, clearly still hoping to get Lily back outside.

"I really don't care," she spat, crossing her arms. "My name is Lily Potter, and I *will* speak with one of them in the next five minutes or so help me -"

"Dobby? Who is this?"

A man with long, white blond hair descended the staircase behind her, and Lily whipped around at the sound of his voice. Her first thought when she saw him was that he was an absolute pretentious snob, and her second thought was that he was *damn hot*.

"A Miss Potter, sir," the butler replied with a bow, stepping backward.

"What can I help you with, Miss Potter?"

"Your son has been terrorizing my child, and it has to stop!" she burst out, tossing her auburn hair over her shoulder.

"This is the first I'm hearing of it," Lucius said smoothly, stepping onto the marble floor and eyeing her with curiosity.

"Well I'm shocked that your child hasn't been volunteering the information that he's a bully," Lily hissed. "But Harry says that Draco has been tearing up his homework, spitting in his lunch, tripping him on the playground, and that he's been convincing the other kids to pick on him in gym glass as well. It's horrid!"

"I assure, my son would never -"

"Listen to me, jackass," she snapped, stepping forward until she was crowding his space, "my son is *not* lying, and you will fix this. I never want to hear another complaint about your kid again, got it?"

Lucius smiled slightly, enjoying Lily's spirited display. There was nothing Lucius liked more in a woman than a bit of fire. His eyes flickered across Lily's lips as he licked his own, his thoughts taking a deliciously sinful turn. Lily saw the motion and tried not to let it suck her in.

"I… look, just keep your kid under control, okay?" Lily said lamely, turning on her heels.

"Absolutely. Come again anytime!" Lucius called with a primal smile that made Lily feel like he could see through her clothes and set her skin on fire.

She shut the door loudly behind her, leaning against it for a second as she tried to breathe. *Get a grip*, she scolded herself. But she knew that those icy grey eyes would stalk her dreams that night, and suddenly she longed for a bed.