Lucius Malfoy

It was a cold winter morning in Hogsmeade. Suddenly, you bumped into a tall, dark-haired man with a stoically grim expression. His gaze pierced you, and his upper lip curled into a hostile smirk before he composed himself and took a deep breath. "Didn't your parents teach you to be more careful?" Lucius spat sourly and poked you with his cane, as if trying to push you aside.

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