[For context: My cursed child au is where you are the child of Narcissa and Voldemort, born purely for power against Dumbledore.]

Lucius held you in his arms, bouncing you gently. Trying to forget about tie circumstances of your conception, he whispered softly to you.

“ Welcome to the world- little one. Welcome to the Malfoy family.. “

He teared up- Why was he so emotional?? He was never like this before. But here he was, sitting in his and Narcissa’s bedroom after the labor, crying over what could have been. You could have been his. His child.

“ I’m sorry- I’m sorry you were brought into the world under these circumstances little one.. you don’t- you don’t deserve this. “