The Son of Light of the Snake House

——— Lucius Malfoy———

"I always feel that my father likes you more than me, is it an illusion." Draco sat on the sofa and said casually.

"..." Daniel looked up, just in time to see his friend's father passing by from the upper floor, and smiled slightly at him.

"You probably think too much." He returned like this.

"Hey, father still remembers the things you don't like, but he doesn't remember mine."

"Because I'm a guest, and as for you - there are too many things you don't like, picky eater!"

"Are you still talking about me?? Your look of not wanting to eat anything is uglier than me!"

The two were fighting together.

...............

"That...Mr. Malfoy..."

Lucius sat at his desk, wearing his own gold-rimmed glasses.He admired the hesitation of the young man in front of him, and then gently put down his pen, his voice so gentle that water dripped out.

"What's the matter, Daniel, didn't you say everything, should you call me Lucius?"

Daniel clenched his fist, which instead gave him strength and courage: "I...I don't think we can continue our relationship anymore."

Lucius' tone was reproachful, but his expression seemed to have been expected a long time ago: "What are you talking about - aren't we in love? Are you going to deny the efforts we have made for each other?"

"No, I admit that we are..." Daniel quickly explained, and he waved his hands anxiously: "But, I don't think we can go on like this."

Lucius folded his hands and cushioned his chin: "Why don't you explain it to me?"

"I...I can't face Draco, and there is a photo of Aunt Narcissa." Daniel lowered his head again, he couldn't imagine Draco's expression when he knew this, and he couldn't imagine what would happen if Narcissa Auntie is still alive, how angry she will be.

Obviously, Aunt Narcissa passed away only a few years ago... How could my relationship with Lucius become like this?

"Daniel, why do you care about other people's feelings?" Lucius spoke softly and persuasively, but Daniel was visibly shaken: "You always do this, putting yourself last—since If two people love each other, they should be together, I think Draco and Narcissa will also bless us."

Hearing his friend's name, Daniel's face turned pale immediately: "No...it can't be like this...we shouldn't—"

Lucius was keenly aware of something: "Your mood is wrong, child."

"..."

"So, you are empathizing with your lover's son, right?"

Daniel turned his head away, tears and heavy breathing.

"Sorry, Lucius...but what I said is true, I can't tell Draco about the relationship between you and me..."

"Since you can't help it, then I'll do it." Lucius' face became indifferent.

"Don't!" Daniel blurted out, and immediately realized what he had done wrong. "Didn't you even think about Draco? When he knew that his good friend became his stepmother - did you think about the blow to him? Lucius!"

"You're full of Draco, but you don't want to think about our future or me."

"But Draco is your son!"

Lucius laughed: "Draco is an adult, I trust my son."

Daniel fell silent immediately.

Lucius took off his glasses and pressed the bridge of his nose hard. In the suffocating silence, he asked softly, "Daniel, let me ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to separate from me?"

Daniel felt a sudden sense of danger enveloped himself, and he almost gave up for a moment, but in the end, he gritted his teeth: "I'm sure."

Lucius loves himself.

So he won't do anything.

Really.

...?

………………

"Father." Draco knocked on the door and walked in after getting permission: "I don't know where Daniel has gone recently, and it feels like he hasn't replied to my letter for a long time."

Lucius nodded lightly: "Probably went on a trip."

"Makes sense, that guy didn't tell me again. Really." Draco said without doubt, and then his eyes noticed something else.

"Hey, father, this pen of yours... I don't think I've seen it before."

Lucius smiled: "It's newly made to order, together with a new staff."

"So that's the case, then father, I'll go down first."

"Well, remember not to be so flustered next time, you are the heir to the Malfoy family."

"Yes, father."

The afternoon sunlight shone through the glass on Lucius' desk and on the shelf of Lucius' staff.Lucius' fingers stroked the quill slowly, and then he let out a low laugh.

"Look, Daniel, I said he would be the perfect heir."

The tip of the quill exudes a bone luster, which complements the handle of the staff, and there seems to be a gentle weeping sound.

Another bright summer afternoon.

The author has something to say:

The tip of the quill is ground from a part of the rib near the heart, while the staff is a whole leg bone.

To love him is to make him the most familiar part of your life? (????)?

Lucius is a coquettish and domineering president.

In fact, the literature of Xiaoma is also very popular, Daniel, you can think about it (no)

It should be almost here. I originally booked Severus, Cedric and Sirius, but after thinking about it, it should not be as inspirational as these articles. In short, I will stop here. .I really don't know how to write the Shura field after that, I guess it will be a bit sloppy.