Dinner


Lucius hid a bored yawn behind one hand, meeting Narcissa's cold blue eyes - so unlike the fathomlessly dark ones he adored - with an innocent expression as he lowered it, mouth set in his habitual half-smirk.

Narcissa raised one fine, perfectly arched brow, obviously unimpressed, and turned to her cousin, Lucy Rosier, pointedly dismissing Lucius.

Lucius huffed a laugh and took a sip of his wine, responding with a tiny portion of his attention to Regulus Black, whom he had barely known in school, but was nevertheless interesting.

Just not interesting enough to garner much notice when Lucius was endeavouring to keep a close eye on how his Father was steering the conversation, and the evening in general.

Whilst Abraxas and Cygnus appeared to be getting on quite well, Lucius could see the distaste in his Father's otherwise pleasantly neutral expression. He wasn't quite certain whether that would prove to be a good thing or bad, considering his own goal, though.

Lucius smiled and allowed himself to be drawn into a conversation on the finer points of the Ministry restrictions on geas magic.

At least it didn't seem as though Narcissa herself would present any opposition against dissolving their not-quite-official entanglement.

~Fin~


Editing today did not go well, sadly, and was not helped along by general life-imploding-ness, but I hope to be able to do a little better tomorrow.