#31—Dress Robes
Lucius donned his dress robes and walked down to the Great Hall. The Triwizard Tournament had been cancelled at the last minute due to the unpopularity regarding mounting death tolls but they decided to hold the ball anyway.
He was going with a pretty Slytherin girl that caught his eye, much to Narcissa's dismay. He saw her briefly from afar and realized that she did look quite nice in her dress robes. That thought, though, quickly left him when he remembered the psychosis just waiting underneath the thin layer of paint. He shuddered and proceeded to look for his date.
#48—Leprechaun
"Fitting that the Irish would have leprechauns as their mascot."
"Well, it's either that or a shamrock, dear. There's a bit more personality in a leprechaun now isn't there?"
"What would you know about personality, Narcissa? Your sister is obviously the one with it all."
"Not in front of Draco," Narcissa muttered through clenched teeth.
"He hasn't heard a thing. Besides, he's busy laughing at the Weasleys lunging for the gold. Don't they know it's fake? Then again, I guess anything shiny would catch their eye, wouldn't it?"
"There aren't enough Galleons in the wizarding world to help that filth."
#65—Ooze
When their son failed to disembark from the train, Lucius left Narcissa on the platform to look for him. He wasn't all that worried, really. Draco was probably still discussing things with his mates. The events of the last few weeks have stirred things up a bit.
His steps began to squish as he walked down the corridor. Looking down he saw some sort of ooze had crept along the carpeting. Then he saw them; Draco, Crabbe and Goyle, all disgustingly slug-like and unconscious.
Lucius rolled his eyes and shook his head. Behind him, Narcissa screamed at the oozing sight.
#87—Plaid
While Narcissa and Draco shopped for the upcoming school year, Lucius decided to discretely wander down to Knockturn Alley for some business. On his way down Diagon Alley, he spotted Arthur Weasley. He was hard to miss, really, what with that horrendous, obviously homemade plaid jumper he was wearing. They locked eyes and approached one another.
"Did the misses make the jumper for you, Arthur? Really, does buying one cost that much more?"
"The children aren't here to keep the peace, Lucius."
Arthur lunged but he was held back. Molly had appeared by his side. Lucius smirked and walked away.
#25—Sorting Hat
"Black, Narcissa!"
Lucius watched as a girl with platinum blonde hair approached the stool that sat the sorting hat. Even with only a year's difference, she carried a naivety that Lucius didn't see in the other first years. Lucius looked over at Bellatrix who was staring at him.
"Blonde things are in your future, Lucius Malfoy." Bellatrix hissed.
Lucius looked back at the stool and saw Narcissa walking towards the table, having missed her placement in Slytherin. He hoped a Black wasn't in his future. He heard about them and knew how unhinged they all were. Too pureblood for him.
#21—Veela
Veela or not, they were beautiful. Lucius could no longer hear the crowd around him. All of his attention was centered on the veela but he made sure to remain calm. He didn't want himself to come off as desperate. That could drive them away.
He watched and smiled as they danced only for him. He felt a sharp pain at his side, like his skin was being twisted. Instantly he could hear the roar of the crowd and see Narcissa's face behind Draco.
"I'm your wife, remember?"
Lucius sneered and settled himself in his chair, rubbing his bruising skin.
#41—Thestrals
Lucius hated approaching the front gate of Hogwarts. He wished he could actually disapparate inside the walls so he wouldn't have to see the thestrals. Of course he had seen numerous people die, at his own hand no less, but those creatures were truly disturbing to look at. While he didn't regret his murders, he did wish he wasn't able to see such animals.
Narcissa told him to just focus on the castle; not look anywhere else. He told her to keep her mouth shut. She hadn't a clue what she was talking about since she had never seen them.
#4—Ancient Runes
Lucius stared down at his parchment that contained his Ancient Runes assignment. To him, all they were were a bunch of lines that, on occasion, made some interesting shapes. He sighed heavily and collected his things to leave the room. As he looked up, Narcissa was staring at him, brow furrowed.
"You know, the runes aren't that difficult to decipher," she said, looking at him sneer at her.
"Did I say they were?"
"You looked confused."
"Your eyes deceived you."
He rolled his eyes, grabbed his bag and sped out of the classroom, Crabbe and Goyle scurrying in his wake.
#36—Muggle
Narcissa didn't know about any of Lucius's missions. She didn't bear his mark so she wasn't privy to such information. There were times when Voldemort sent him after certain witches and wizards. Other times it was after muggles. Of course, the muggles didn't pose a threat; they were just polluting the Earth with their non-magic blood.
Lucius was hunting now, for one particular muggle that Voldemort set him after. This one knew of the wizarding world and was spreading nasty lies about it. The man had to be silenced and Voldemort trusted Lucius to do it. Lucius loved muggle-hunting anyway.
#37—Animagus
Lucius and Narcissa stood with Draco on the platform just before the train departed. A bark broke through their conversation and Lucius looked towards the noise.
There, with Harry Potter, was a large, shaggy, black dog quite excited to be out.
"That dog looks awfully familiar."
"That dog looks awful. How does it not look like any other dog, Lucius?"
"The face, it looks…oh you clever Black."
"What?"
"That's Sirius Black. He's an animagus. Has been since Hogwarts. Draco, get on the train. Utilize this."
"Yes, Father."
"Black's on the run and Dumbledore's hiding him. Fudge should know about this."
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