A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #1 Medieval & Renaissance Studies: The Tudor DynastyTask #12 .

Write about a large age gap (do not write underage).

Word Count: 558

Lucius stared at the strange house.

"Luna, darling, I know this is important to you, but..."

"I'm sure Daddy won't say anything too bad," Luna said, giving Lucius a warm smile. She had met him while working to help rehabilitate former Death Eaters after the war. After his time in the program had ended, Lucius had asked Luna to dinner. She'd said no at first, not wanting to cross the lines between healer patient, but after a bit, she started to realize that she did in fact have feeling for the newly widowed Lucius. Narcissa had perished in the war, dead by her own sister's hand.

Now, Lucius was facing what he believed to be the scariest thing since facing the Dark Lord. He was meeting Luna's father for the first time since the pair had started dating. He knew Xenophilius by reputation, although he'd never in fact encountered the man himself.

"Luna, it's wonderful to have you home," Xeno said, opening the door and gesturing the couple inside. "Mr. Malfoy, it is wonderful to finally meet a man who apparently matches my Luna's interests.

"Please, sir, call me Lucius," Lucius said, looking around the odd house. There were photos of creatures he'd never seen before. He knew Luna could tell him about each and every single one, if he asked. He could feel Xenophilius studying him.

"Very well," he said. Luna gave him a look.

"Daddy, there's no reason to be cold to Lucius," she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest and giving her father a look.

"Luna, a word, please?"

Luna gave Lucius a reassuring smile.

"I'll just be a moment," she promised, giving him a quick kiss before stepping into the other room with her father.

"I don't care about that, Daddy. I love him, and he's not that same man anymore!"

Lucius heard Luna yell. His heart swelled at the sound of her defending him. She shouldn't have to, he knew what he was, who he had been. A part of him hated that man, hated how all those actions made in ignorance and fear colored every single action he took now.

"Since when does age matter? Mum was thirteen years younger than you, remember? You promised you wouldn't make a scene tonight."

Lucius sighed, sitting down in the nearest chair. This might be awhile. He knew his family would have never approved of Luna. It had nothing to do with age and everything to do with her views on how people, all people, should be treated. Lucius looked up when he heard the door open.
"Everything alright?" he asked, rising to his feet.

"Everything is fine," Luna declared, giving her father a look. He nodded.

"Yes, so Lucius, Luna tells me you're planning to join her on her next expedition?" Xeno asked, the subject of his apparent disapproval of Lucius as the man for his daughter temporarily forgotten. Lucius talked about the upcoming expedition, knowing that in a few months he'd have to talk to Xenophilius, have to ask his permission to marry his Luna. He put that thought to the back of his mind. He had awhile to show the father of the witch he loved his new colors, his true colors, before then. He only hoped he could convince Xeno he really was the right man for Luna.