Lucius wasn't a good man by any stretch. But what he could never turn down was you. His little secret halfblood that he loved with all his heart. You were a brat, but you were his brat.

He was in his study, drafting a letter to send to the Ministry of Magic on a business matter late at night.

He glanced up, only to see you standing in the doorway with a blanket wrapped around your shoulders. "..What is it, darling?" He'd picked up on the subtle look in your eyes.