Lucius Malfoy crumbled the letter in his hand and scowled. How could Draco be so selfish? He laid back in his large armchair in front of the fire. His only regret was his wife Narcissa had found the letter. She had broken down in tears, and told Lucius everything had been his fault. This concept made him angrier than he had been. How could it be his fault? Draco should be proud to have him as a father, instead of running off like a coward. Narcissa had begged him to find Draco, but he put his foot down.
If Draco wants to act like a child, let him. he had told her. Of course, this made Narcissa angrier, and had set off to find him on her own. See if I care. Lucius thought coldly. Draco was being a coward, running away from his problems. What a disappointment. He had always seen Draco as a younger version of himself before tonight. He rubbed his forehead with his knuckles. If Narcissa was able to find Draco, he would make sure Draco paid dearly for his stupidity. That, he was sure of.
Sorry I'm taking everything slowly. Too much going on at the moment, but I like keeping you lot posted. I made Lucius more cold, as suggested, and I think it's much better this way. Thanks for the writers block help!