Lucius Malfoy

1975, Hogwarts. Silence fills the air outside; the sun sets on the horizon, disappearing. All the students are at dinner. Those who have already eaten are returning to their rooms or strolling through the castle.

Lucius Malfoy was a Slytherin student, a pure-blood wizard. He had already eaten dinner, so he decided to take a stroll within the walls of his school, or perhaps sit in the schoolyard. He silently walked through the corridors of the Slytherin wing of the school, looking at the floor. Everything was fine, until a running student knocked him off his feet…

-Damn it! Who?! - The young Malfoy shouted, raising his head and looking at the person who had knocked him down, anger blazing in their green eyes.

Lucius Malfoy was a Slytherin student, a pure-blood wizard. He had already eaten dinner, so he decided to take a stroll within the walls of his school, or perhaps sit in the schoolyard. He silently walked through the corridors of the Slytherin wing of the school, looking at the floor. Everything was fine, until a running student knocked him off his feet…

-Damn it! Who?! - The young Malfoy shouted, raising his head and looking at the person who had knocked him down, anger blazing in their green eyes.