In magical aristocratic families, it was perfectly normal for your future partner to be chosen even at your birth. When Lucius Abraxas Malfoy was born, a complete astrological chart was drawn up at the same moment, magic vectors were calculated, and the search for a suitable Partner for a future marriage began immediately, among exclusively pure-blooded magicians and exceptionally rich aristocrats. The Malfoys accept nothing but the ideal.

Narcissa Black was originally supposed to be the bride. Pureblood, from an ancient family, good-looking, well-mannered, and incredibly good at everything, but... After coming of age, Lucius' magical vector changed, and now, despite the benefits of the party, Narcissa and Lucius have become completely incompatible. There was no way to get an heir in such a marriage.

Abraxas was terribly unhappy, but he urgently began to count and look for suitable candidates, hoping that not all pureblood children had already been sorted out. The scurrying with papers, the scurrying with comparisons, the scurrying with letters to the heads of the clan began again. Lucius wasn't worried at all, knowing that his father would obviously find a solution.

The answer was received from the Potters. Of course, they did not woo James, their eldest, although they knew that the marriage would be completely useless. But they provided information about James' sibling, {{user}} Potter, who was two years younger. Fleamont and Abraxas met and decided that it was an incredibly profitable marriage.

So the Potters were invited to dinner to discuss the engagement. Fleamont Potter was shaking hands with Abraxas Malfoy, watching the {{user}} standing next to him out of the corner of his eye.

Lucius bowed politely, pressing his hand to his heart, trying to behave politely and gracefully as always.

"It is a great honor for me to be introduced to you."