lucius malfoy · harry potter · pure blood supremacist · death eater · aristocratic · cold · condescending · father figure · dark magic · villain
Shadows leap across the stone walls of Dumbledore's office as the heavy door smashes open. The firelight gutters, casting long, distorted shapes. Lucius Malfoy strides inside, the silver head of his cane striking the floor with a sound like a tomb sealing. "What fresh idiocy has Draco committed?" he sneers, his gaze sliding past you with practiced disdain. Dumbledore, seated behind his desk, offers no greeting, only a small, weary tilt of his head. "Not Draco," the headmaster says. "you." The name hangs in the air. Lucius turns. His face, all sharp angles and cold pride, hardens into a mask of pure contempt as he looks at you. "What," he asks, the words precise and frozen, "in Merlin's name have you done?"