Remus stared in disbelief at the older boy who was looking thoroughly
displeased. 'Oh and that will be ten points for staring at a prefect, make
it fifteen for the pureblood prefect,' Lucius deliberately stressed on the
word 'pureblood' nastily, smirking with satisfaction as the young
Gryffindor opened his mouth in outrage.
'That's unfair, Malfoy! And you know that. You really are the bloody bastard they call you,' Remus had no intention to play submissive now and snarled the insult at the taller boy. He was surprised, however, when Malfoy's face darkened intensely and he harshly shoved Remus backwards.
Remus gasped in fear as Malfoy gripped his shoulder tightly, wincing, Remus tried to pull away but the other boy was much stronger. He lowered his head, so that his face was just inches from Remus' and hissed angrily.
'You will not call me that name again. To reinforce that, you will attend detention with me for every night in a row for two weeks. Outside the Slytherin common room at seven tonight. You will continue after two weeks if there is still no change in your filthy behaviour,' Lucius Malfoy articulated everything to stunning perfection, he swept a bit of his silver tresses backwards as he released his iron-grip of Remus' shoulder.
'If I do not see you tonight, I shall assume automatically that a term's detention is sufficient,' he snarled at the younger boy.
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The outrageous nerve of that kid. Calling him out rightly a 'bloody bastard'. Snarling at him like a little wolf. Lucius glared venomously at the boy during dinner. The boy was not looking back now, but his friends were and if Lucius' hearing had been any sharper, he'd have paled at the names he was being called.
'I say, Remy, you just go and give him a bloody hell tonight. That insolent git who thinks he is king of the world just because all the girls swoon over him . . yes, Remy, you go and give him hell. Insult him at every opportunity,' Sirius Black was whispering into Remus' ear, taking delight in imagining Lucius' fury.
'He better not, Sirius! Malfoy can be harsh when he wants. We don't want Remus bearing the brunt of it,' James snapped in impatience.
'I say he ought to!'
'Ought not!'
'Nonsense. Remus, just insult him to hell,'
'You fool. If Remus does that, he might just be poisoned!'
'Just stop it, you two. It's five minutes to seven already. I had better be going. There, he's leaving the table also. I'll let you two know if I'm still alive, alright?' Remus left, eager to escape being caught in a quarrel.
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Remus had clearly seen the mane of silver hair being shaken as Lucius left the table but where was he? Nasty git, he thought angrily as he shivered in his shirt and jeans outside the Slytherin common room. He leaned against the opposite dungeon wall and shut his eyes in exhaustion. He didn't hear footsteps approaching until he felt a sharp pull to tilt his chin up to face whoever it was.
Lucius Malfoy.
His cold grey eyes were burning into Remus' as he whispered softly. His voice was low and incredibly . .seductive. Seductive? Remus' eyes widened at the thought and he gave an unexpected jerk, trying to throw off the sexy Slytherin. But Lucius Malfoy simply raised his eyebrows and laughed coolly.
'Gazing at me with such a love-sick look, boy?' Malfoy made a note to find out the child's name. It wouldn't do to keep repeating the word 'boy' and tire of it.
'In your fucking dreams, Slytherin,' Remus snapped, trying to squirm out of sight but Lucius held him firmly in place and smiled predatorily. 'I don't think so. We've got a long detention, you known. Now, get up, you useless thing,' He snapped sharply and left quickly. His behaviour was really puzzling Remus.
He followed or rather stumbled behind Lucius in an effort to keep up with the boy's strides. They entered an empty classroom.
'Sit,' Lucius waved a hand lazily as he shut and locked the door both magically and non-magically. Remus sat hesitantly, before turning his bewildered gaze to the blonde who was sitting on the teacher's desk, studying him closely. He felt like Malfoy's prey. Currently encircled, waiting for a moment to escape but he knew there was no escape from Lucius Malfoy.
What the hell is he doing, Remus thought puzzled as he watched Lucius Malfoy's pale slender hands reach behind him and tie up the long strands of silver in a black ribbon. 'Can't keep your eyes off me?' Lucius only meant it for teasing but he wasn't really expecting the young boy to flare up hotly and snarl at him, 'If I ever am attracted to you, may I perish to hell immediately,'
Am I that bad, Lucius grinned inwardly, amused by this boy who treated him like an equal instead of a senior. Intriguing, that boy was.
'Never mind,' he waved his hand imperiously as he watched the boy open his mouth to continue. 'You are a strange little child. But we'll sort that out soon, shan't we? I'm going to begin with the detention and mind, it'll last you for quite a few hours,'
'And I'm anticipating it happily,' he heard Remus mutter sarcastically as the boy looked darkly at him.
'What's your name?' Lucius Malfoy's tone was curious yet hard as he leapt off the table and gracefully moved closer to Remus. Remus was too shocked to react. Of all things, he definitely did not expect Lucius Malfoy to ask this. His name! What was Malfoy playing at? He should be slapping Remus or taking off more points with satisfaction, not ask for his name!
'Cat got your tongue?' Malfoy sarcastically remarked after the younger boy had stared at him speechlessly for a few seconds. 'N-no. I just-well, never mind. Remus Lupin,' Remus hated himself for the stuttering. It made him sound like a scared first-year ready to piss in his pants.
Lucius said nothing for a while, merely repeating the name in his mind. Remus Lupin. Interesting surname . . how many people had a surname that actually meant 'wolf'? But on the other hand, the kid-no, Lupin, he corrected himself, was really a little wolf, so easy to provoke and so predictable.
'Interesting,' He drawled, knowing how his drawling sounded slightly menacing. 'And you are a second or third year?' he asked, making Remus extremely indignant. 'I beg your pardon, Mr Slytherin Prefect but I'm a fourth year, if you please,' He stiffly answered, thinking that Malfoy was poking fun at him deliberately.
A fourth year? Well, he certainly must be very petite for a fourth year. Malfoy had actually been tempted to ask if he was a first year. 'My my, you are rather small, aren't you?' Malfoy leaned forwards and reached out a pale arm. His bare hand touched Remus' cheek and brushed against it countless times deliberately. Would his action scare the boy? Apparently so for Remus leapt up and backed away.
Lucius Malfoy was slightly amused. What? Did the kid think he was going to shag him? On the other hand, that was quite a nice, fresh prospect but Lucius Malfoy had to say that he did not shag people senseless if they weren't very willing. Pushing the boy against a wall or bending him over the table was quite tantalizing a prospect but no, his policy came first.
'Very well. I want you to busy yourself in writing an essay. I'm sure dear Black has told you of how he wrote beautifully after a few lessons with me. I'm sure I'll impress upon you the idea of a beautifully written essay. Your essay is to be about how you should behave when around me,' Lucius Malfoy lazily transfigured a chalk into a quill and a rag into a parchment before snapping at Remus, 'Well? Get to work,'
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This is an essay on how to behave rudely about an insolent blonde bastard who thinks he is very seductive and keeps draping (I am not exaggerating. He practically half-lies on the mahogany top.) himself over the teacher's table. (I wonder what McGonagall will say if she saw him like this.)
Firstly, one must always never, never stare at the mad dog with rabies or suffer its displeasure. However temptingly attractive the silver dog is, one should always be aware that behind the beauty lies a snake (yes, the snake. Lucius Malfoy is the Slytherin snake everyone knows of and utterly despises). And that snake, strikes very easily and fatally, as proved by me having to write this essay.
Next, constant flattery is much delighted by the snake. Using creative terms like 'bastard' would also serve to incense the already very furious bastard (which I strongly encourage). If you want to get out of the classroom or bedroom or wherever he may bring you to without limping( from too vigorous shagging or whatever you please), you must literally have memorised a list of flattery to begin with. Phrases like 'you are so alluring' serve to please him but to please him further, one has to suffer the indignity of staring at him, jaws dropped and speechless. (when you'd rather be puking.)
Thirdly, constant obedience in essential. Obeying him at all times, even though he might ask you to give him a blow-job (I think this is highly unnecessary but just prepare yourself for it just in case.) I assure you that I think giving him a blow-job would be the most horrible thing to happen and committing suicide right after would be very much sympathised with, seeing that talking to him is already a pain.
And lastly, when he asks you to write any essay, you are encouraged to hand in one like mine to incense him.
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'I wonder, whether you like detentions with me a lot?' Lucius Malfoy shook the parchment lightly and smiled. The smile was unbearably malicious and delighted. Flinging the parchment at Remus, Lucius nonchalantly remarked, 'That'll be another week's of detention and oh, I believe you fourth years have a trip to Hogsmeade? Well, on that day, you shan't be running around with your filthy friends. Report to this classroom immediately after breakfast,'
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'How did you find Malfoy?' James asked in amusement as he watched Remus scowl. 'Bloody sadistic, he is,' Remus remarked aggressively as he tossed the essay for James to read.
'Good Merlin! Did you actually give him an essay calling him a [mad dog with rabies]? He must have been furious!' James chortled and Remus relented, smiling slightly. 'I guess you took my words too seriously,' Sirius laughed as he joined them, all the while giving Remus sympathetic pats on the shoulder as he listened to Remus' new punishment.
'I suppose. I guess I'll find myself in the honorable company of Malfoy soon,' Remus sarcastically as he flung himself down the bed and snorted.
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Yet in the days that passed, the various detentions served(thankfully, nothing else happened except writing more essays on etiquette and memorising lines which made no apparent sense to Remus) became quite tolerable. Maybe because Malfoy wasn't really the real evil guy everybody took him for. He was actually quite placid if not angered.
Then, one day, Lucius Malfoy found a new task for Remus.
'Come here,' he beckoned the young boy imperiously and his lips twitched a bit in a smile when Remus was unable to hide the mortified and apprehensive wince. 'Not going to hurt you, my little Gryffindor,' Malfoy slurred the pet name and made Remus stand in front of him.
Close up, Remus was momentarily breathless at how beautiful Lucius Malfoy was. How he managed to tie up those silky strands of ultimate blonde and still have a few stray strands framing his sharp, delicate features was a big mystery. His eyes were stormy grey, reflecting nothing at all, unless allowed by the owner. His breath was sweet and vaguely assuring. He was tall, as proven by Remus having to tilt his head up slightly. His pale lips were curled into a smile now as he watched Remus gaze at him, breath taken.
'What are you looking at, Gryffindor?' Lucius Malfoy made no effort to make his voice any huskier as he bend down slightly and let his slender fingers take the boy's chin and run up and down the pale cheek.
Time had stopped for Remus. He forgot all about who Lucius Malfoy was. He forgot all about the Gryffindor-Slytherin rivalry, all about Lucius Malfoy having punished his friends before, about Malfoy's father rumored to be in the inner circle of Lord Voldemort and most importantly, how he as a Gryffindor was supposed to be avoiding contact with Lucius Malfoy.
And he honestly replied, as softly as he could, 'You are beautiful,'
You are beautiful. Beautiful. These words echoed in Lucius' mind. The young boy had stated the obvious but what really touched Lucius was the honestly innocent way Remus uttered the phrase.
'Thank you,' Lucius Malfoy smiled and before Remus could register what was happening, he titled the boy's head and let his lips brush against the younger boy's gently. It felt so different. He had never kissed anyone, boy or girl, in a gentle way. Back in Slytherin, all the kisses were harsh and possessive.
He let go of the boy after a split second, well aware that the boy was stunned beyond belief.
'Now, we have to go back to your detention. You have memorised lines before?' Lucius stepped back and waited for a response.
'Yes,' came the reply after a long time. Clearly, it was his first time being kissed by any other boy.
'Good. Today I am going to make you repeat and memorise French poems after me. Do you understand?' Lucius Malfoy beckoned Remus towards him. Remus moved hesitantly then asked meekly, 'Why not memorise here?'
Lucius Malfoy raised a graceful eyebrow and said, 'Because people are going to think you have gone mad if you decided to start reciting French poems right in here. We're going to the grounds where it'll be easier for you to learn. And for me to punish you in case needed,'
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Ok guys,
I have updated at last. Sorry for the delay but I wanted to give you a longer chapter since the first one was rather disappointing, I felt. Anyway, I wanted to know if it's just me who feels that Lucius Malfoy is a very attractive wizard or does some people agree on the fact. I just simply like the idea of him paired with Remus or Harry as a matter of fact.
Was the essay part lame? Hahahaha..
Love,
Ice And Fire Vanessa
'That's unfair, Malfoy! And you know that. You really are the bloody bastard they call you,' Remus had no intention to play submissive now and snarled the insult at the taller boy. He was surprised, however, when Malfoy's face darkened intensely and he harshly shoved Remus backwards.
Remus gasped in fear as Malfoy gripped his shoulder tightly, wincing, Remus tried to pull away but the other boy was much stronger. He lowered his head, so that his face was just inches from Remus' and hissed angrily.
'You will not call me that name again. To reinforce that, you will attend detention with me for every night in a row for two weeks. Outside the Slytherin common room at seven tonight. You will continue after two weeks if there is still no change in your filthy behaviour,' Lucius Malfoy articulated everything to stunning perfection, he swept a bit of his silver tresses backwards as he released his iron-grip of Remus' shoulder.
'If I do not see you tonight, I shall assume automatically that a term's detention is sufficient,' he snarled at the younger boy.
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The outrageous nerve of that kid. Calling him out rightly a 'bloody bastard'. Snarling at him like a little wolf. Lucius glared venomously at the boy during dinner. The boy was not looking back now, but his friends were and if Lucius' hearing had been any sharper, he'd have paled at the names he was being called.
'I say, Remy, you just go and give him a bloody hell tonight. That insolent git who thinks he is king of the world just because all the girls swoon over him . . yes, Remy, you go and give him hell. Insult him at every opportunity,' Sirius Black was whispering into Remus' ear, taking delight in imagining Lucius' fury.
'He better not, Sirius! Malfoy can be harsh when he wants. We don't want Remus bearing the brunt of it,' James snapped in impatience.
'I say he ought to!'
'Ought not!'
'Nonsense. Remus, just insult him to hell,'
'You fool. If Remus does that, he might just be poisoned!'
'Just stop it, you two. It's five minutes to seven already. I had better be going. There, he's leaving the table also. I'll let you two know if I'm still alive, alright?' Remus left, eager to escape being caught in a quarrel.
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Remus had clearly seen the mane of silver hair being shaken as Lucius left the table but where was he? Nasty git, he thought angrily as he shivered in his shirt and jeans outside the Slytherin common room. He leaned against the opposite dungeon wall and shut his eyes in exhaustion. He didn't hear footsteps approaching until he felt a sharp pull to tilt his chin up to face whoever it was.
Lucius Malfoy.
His cold grey eyes were burning into Remus' as he whispered softly. His voice was low and incredibly . .seductive. Seductive? Remus' eyes widened at the thought and he gave an unexpected jerk, trying to throw off the sexy Slytherin. But Lucius Malfoy simply raised his eyebrows and laughed coolly.
'Gazing at me with such a love-sick look, boy?' Malfoy made a note to find out the child's name. It wouldn't do to keep repeating the word 'boy' and tire of it.
'In your fucking dreams, Slytherin,' Remus snapped, trying to squirm out of sight but Lucius held him firmly in place and smiled predatorily. 'I don't think so. We've got a long detention, you known. Now, get up, you useless thing,' He snapped sharply and left quickly. His behaviour was really puzzling Remus.
He followed or rather stumbled behind Lucius in an effort to keep up with the boy's strides. They entered an empty classroom.
'Sit,' Lucius waved a hand lazily as he shut and locked the door both magically and non-magically. Remus sat hesitantly, before turning his bewildered gaze to the blonde who was sitting on the teacher's desk, studying him closely. He felt like Malfoy's prey. Currently encircled, waiting for a moment to escape but he knew there was no escape from Lucius Malfoy.
What the hell is he doing, Remus thought puzzled as he watched Lucius Malfoy's pale slender hands reach behind him and tie up the long strands of silver in a black ribbon. 'Can't keep your eyes off me?' Lucius only meant it for teasing but he wasn't really expecting the young boy to flare up hotly and snarl at him, 'If I ever am attracted to you, may I perish to hell immediately,'
Am I that bad, Lucius grinned inwardly, amused by this boy who treated him like an equal instead of a senior. Intriguing, that boy was.
'Never mind,' he waved his hand imperiously as he watched the boy open his mouth to continue. 'You are a strange little child. But we'll sort that out soon, shan't we? I'm going to begin with the detention and mind, it'll last you for quite a few hours,'
'And I'm anticipating it happily,' he heard Remus mutter sarcastically as the boy looked darkly at him.
'What's your name?' Lucius Malfoy's tone was curious yet hard as he leapt off the table and gracefully moved closer to Remus. Remus was too shocked to react. Of all things, he definitely did not expect Lucius Malfoy to ask this. His name! What was Malfoy playing at? He should be slapping Remus or taking off more points with satisfaction, not ask for his name!
'Cat got your tongue?' Malfoy sarcastically remarked after the younger boy had stared at him speechlessly for a few seconds. 'N-no. I just-well, never mind. Remus Lupin,' Remus hated himself for the stuttering. It made him sound like a scared first-year ready to piss in his pants.
Lucius said nothing for a while, merely repeating the name in his mind. Remus Lupin. Interesting surname . . how many people had a surname that actually meant 'wolf'? But on the other hand, the kid-no, Lupin, he corrected himself, was really a little wolf, so easy to provoke and so predictable.
'Interesting,' He drawled, knowing how his drawling sounded slightly menacing. 'And you are a second or third year?' he asked, making Remus extremely indignant. 'I beg your pardon, Mr Slytherin Prefect but I'm a fourth year, if you please,' He stiffly answered, thinking that Malfoy was poking fun at him deliberately.
A fourth year? Well, he certainly must be very petite for a fourth year. Malfoy had actually been tempted to ask if he was a first year. 'My my, you are rather small, aren't you?' Malfoy leaned forwards and reached out a pale arm. His bare hand touched Remus' cheek and brushed against it countless times deliberately. Would his action scare the boy? Apparently so for Remus leapt up and backed away.
Lucius Malfoy was slightly amused. What? Did the kid think he was going to shag him? On the other hand, that was quite a nice, fresh prospect but Lucius Malfoy had to say that he did not shag people senseless if they weren't very willing. Pushing the boy against a wall or bending him over the table was quite tantalizing a prospect but no, his policy came first.
'Very well. I want you to busy yourself in writing an essay. I'm sure dear Black has told you of how he wrote beautifully after a few lessons with me. I'm sure I'll impress upon you the idea of a beautifully written essay. Your essay is to be about how you should behave when around me,' Lucius Malfoy lazily transfigured a chalk into a quill and a rag into a parchment before snapping at Remus, 'Well? Get to work,'
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This is an essay on how to behave rudely about an insolent blonde bastard who thinks he is very seductive and keeps draping (I am not exaggerating. He practically half-lies on the mahogany top.) himself over the teacher's table. (I wonder what McGonagall will say if she saw him like this.)
Firstly, one must always never, never stare at the mad dog with rabies or suffer its displeasure. However temptingly attractive the silver dog is, one should always be aware that behind the beauty lies a snake (yes, the snake. Lucius Malfoy is the Slytherin snake everyone knows of and utterly despises). And that snake, strikes very easily and fatally, as proved by me having to write this essay.
Next, constant flattery is much delighted by the snake. Using creative terms like 'bastard' would also serve to incense the already very furious bastard (which I strongly encourage). If you want to get out of the classroom or bedroom or wherever he may bring you to without limping( from too vigorous shagging or whatever you please), you must literally have memorised a list of flattery to begin with. Phrases like 'you are so alluring' serve to please him but to please him further, one has to suffer the indignity of staring at him, jaws dropped and speechless. (when you'd rather be puking.)
Thirdly, constant obedience in essential. Obeying him at all times, even though he might ask you to give him a blow-job (I think this is highly unnecessary but just prepare yourself for it just in case.) I assure you that I think giving him a blow-job would be the most horrible thing to happen and committing suicide right after would be very much sympathised with, seeing that talking to him is already a pain.
And lastly, when he asks you to write any essay, you are encouraged to hand in one like mine to incense him.
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'I wonder, whether you like detentions with me a lot?' Lucius Malfoy shook the parchment lightly and smiled. The smile was unbearably malicious and delighted. Flinging the parchment at Remus, Lucius nonchalantly remarked, 'That'll be another week's of detention and oh, I believe you fourth years have a trip to Hogsmeade? Well, on that day, you shan't be running around with your filthy friends. Report to this classroom immediately after breakfast,'
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'How did you find Malfoy?' James asked in amusement as he watched Remus scowl. 'Bloody sadistic, he is,' Remus remarked aggressively as he tossed the essay for James to read.
'Good Merlin! Did you actually give him an essay calling him a [mad dog with rabies]? He must have been furious!' James chortled and Remus relented, smiling slightly. 'I guess you took my words too seriously,' Sirius laughed as he joined them, all the while giving Remus sympathetic pats on the shoulder as he listened to Remus' new punishment.
'I suppose. I guess I'll find myself in the honorable company of Malfoy soon,' Remus sarcastically as he flung himself down the bed and snorted.
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Yet in the days that passed, the various detentions served(thankfully, nothing else happened except writing more essays on etiquette and memorising lines which made no apparent sense to Remus) became quite tolerable. Maybe because Malfoy wasn't really the real evil guy everybody took him for. He was actually quite placid if not angered.
Then, one day, Lucius Malfoy found a new task for Remus.
'Come here,' he beckoned the young boy imperiously and his lips twitched a bit in a smile when Remus was unable to hide the mortified and apprehensive wince. 'Not going to hurt you, my little Gryffindor,' Malfoy slurred the pet name and made Remus stand in front of him.
Close up, Remus was momentarily breathless at how beautiful Lucius Malfoy was. How he managed to tie up those silky strands of ultimate blonde and still have a few stray strands framing his sharp, delicate features was a big mystery. His eyes were stormy grey, reflecting nothing at all, unless allowed by the owner. His breath was sweet and vaguely assuring. He was tall, as proven by Remus having to tilt his head up slightly. His pale lips were curled into a smile now as he watched Remus gaze at him, breath taken.
'What are you looking at, Gryffindor?' Lucius Malfoy made no effort to make his voice any huskier as he bend down slightly and let his slender fingers take the boy's chin and run up and down the pale cheek.
Time had stopped for Remus. He forgot all about who Lucius Malfoy was. He forgot all about the Gryffindor-Slytherin rivalry, all about Lucius Malfoy having punished his friends before, about Malfoy's father rumored to be in the inner circle of Lord Voldemort and most importantly, how he as a Gryffindor was supposed to be avoiding contact with Lucius Malfoy.
And he honestly replied, as softly as he could, 'You are beautiful,'
You are beautiful. Beautiful. These words echoed in Lucius' mind. The young boy had stated the obvious but what really touched Lucius was the honestly innocent way Remus uttered the phrase.
'Thank you,' Lucius Malfoy smiled and before Remus could register what was happening, he titled the boy's head and let his lips brush against the younger boy's gently. It felt so different. He had never kissed anyone, boy or girl, in a gentle way. Back in Slytherin, all the kisses were harsh and possessive.
He let go of the boy after a split second, well aware that the boy was stunned beyond belief.
'Now, we have to go back to your detention. You have memorised lines before?' Lucius stepped back and waited for a response.
'Yes,' came the reply after a long time. Clearly, it was his first time being kissed by any other boy.
'Good. Today I am going to make you repeat and memorise French poems after me. Do you understand?' Lucius Malfoy beckoned Remus towards him. Remus moved hesitantly then asked meekly, 'Why not memorise here?'
Lucius Malfoy raised a graceful eyebrow and said, 'Because people are going to think you have gone mad if you decided to start reciting French poems right in here. We're going to the grounds where it'll be easier for you to learn. And for me to punish you in case needed,'
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Ok guys,
I have updated at last. Sorry for the delay but I wanted to give you a longer chapter since the first one was rather disappointing, I felt. Anyway, I wanted to know if it's just me who feels that Lucius Malfoy is a very attractive wizard or does some people agree on the fact. I just simply like the idea of him paired with Remus or Harry as a matter of fact.
Was the essay part lame? Hahahaha..
Love,
Ice And Fire Vanessa