A/N: For lurv2boogie, who wanted to see Lucius knitting a tea cozy whilst whistling the Macarena. Strange, but fun. :D
Lucius hummed a catchy Muggle tune to himself while knitting an orange and purple tea cozy. He was quite cheerful and the dark wooden rocking chair he was sitting in was quite comfortable.
As he knitted, he wondered why he wasn't more disturbed by what he was doing. No matter, the Macoroni song or whatever it was made everything better.
"Heeeeeeyyy Macarena!" he mumbled to himself and his knitting needles clicked together. This purple and orange tea cozy would go wonderfully with the mustard yellow socks he had knit himself earlier.
With a start, Lucius awoke. He was sweaty and panting, scared out of his mind.
The tea cozy, the annoying Muggle song, the socks they had all seemed so real! Lucius steadied his breathing and then settled back into bed.
He knew it must have just been a bad dream. Mustard yellow looked horrid on him.