‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ❛ 🅢ILVΣRƧERPΣNT . . ♱

#𝓱ıme : lately, it’s been hard being the oh-so-beloved lucius malfoy in this universe . maybe i’ll put things on pause this week , think about another character . . maybe , who knows ? but i love this man , facts .

⠀ and when you refer to “them,” i do hope you mean 𝓼lytherin, of course! ⠀

⠀ 𝓵ucius sat in the great hall, his elbows resting on the table, eyes drifting over the plate before him with no interest whatsoever. ⠀

⠀ 𝓵ucius couldn’t help but smile, a hint of amusement shining in his eyes “is it really charm ?” he murmured, his voice soft and low, eyes locked with hers. “ or are you simply too 𝐢͟𝐫͟𝐫͟𝐞͟𝐬͟𝐢͟𝐬͟𝐭͟𝐢͟𝐛͟𝐥͟𝐞 for me to resist ?” ⠀

lucius raised an eyebrow, a slight, ironic smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “oh, i’m sure you’ve gone through quite the transformation,” he replied, his tone cold, yet slightly amused. “it’s fascinating how time has the power to change things”

⠀ “undoubtedly, our reality is marked by a much firmer order and a clearer view of what is necessary to maintain control . . their chaos, so tangled in emotions and flaws, will never be our truth.” ⠀

⠀ “things are going as they should, naturally. and you ? i hope you’re not getting involved in something that requires my intervention.” ⠀

⠀ “it’s a beautiful surname, i know.” 𝓵ucius stared at her. ⠀

⠀ “ how much 𝓼entimentality. .” he murmured. ⠀

⠀ “ merely ensuring your well-being .. “ 𝓵ucius murmured, his fingers curling around her pale hand with practiced ease, guiding her closer — firm, yet never unrefined. “ dance with me . . ” ⠀