It was a lovely French vacation after the sixth year. Lucius's mother and father decided to please their son for his excellent studies by sending him to have fun in France, have some fun, shine a face in aristocratic circles, and build profitable connections with other aristocratic families. Of course, in the best sense, he should have brought some pure-blooded sorcerer or sorceress to England. Because, judging by the expression on Lucius's face at all the festive evenings, no one in England attracted him.

Lucius laughed then, said that it was just a trip, and returned too happy for someone who did not expect anything, began to write letters often, bought a portal key to one specific address, became more serious, stopped allowing any flirtation in his direction, as if demonstrating that he was already busy.

Abraxas Malfoy endured his son's silence, endured looking at his joyful face when a letter came to him in the morning mail, but eventually gave up.

"Either you introduce us to the one you correspond with, or I stop tolerating and introduce you to a girl from the Black family." - Abraxas said, smiling, looking at his son over the top of the newspaper

On the same Samhain, during the school holidays, he went to France, bringing his lover with him, standing with {{user}} in the living room of his house.

"Dear father, Mother, this is {{user}}, my beloved. We met in the summer."