Soulmates at First Sight

The Masquerade

I hope you all are enjoying this so far. This is the chapter where Lucius debuts his song he had written for Aria. In my mind it is the melody of "River Flows in You" by Yiruma. There is a harpsicord version on Youtube too which I thought was cool! I hope you enjoy!

Also begin the smut :)

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It was the day of the Masquerade Ball and Lucius was at his Manor planning all of the last-minute touches for the evening. He had hired hundreds of Witches and Wizards who worked in special events to help decorate his already elaborate and epic Manor into one that sparkled and shined and would feel like a dream when all of the candles and chandeliers were lit. He had also hired a live classical band, a mini orchestra it was, to play through the night. They would be positioned in the grand ballroom of Malfoy Manor. The doors in the ballroom that opened out onto the beautiful parterre and gardens would remain open through the night so his guests could easily go from dancing and drinking, to outside to explore the Wonderland that was his garden.

He was nervous for tonight. No, not because he was hosting such a large and important event at his home, or that his ingrained need in him to always be a slight show off would be on full display; but because he wasn't sure if the one person he wanted to really see would be there that night. He had finished writing the song he had started on his harpsicord over the week and he had given it to the orchestra to perform that night. She needed to be there. To hear his heart put into the music he wrote for her. There was also a small matter of the fact that he still had that wretch, Paulo, in his dungeons and he couldn't risk any prying eyes or wanderers finding their way into the dungeons of his home that night. Paulo was in much the same shape as he was when Lucius had brought him to the dungeons a week before. He had made sure the maggot was sustained enough with scraps of food and water, so as not to kill him, but he made sure he suffered greatly each day whether it was by his hands or by his wand.

Lucius was planning on releasing him, with a good memory charm to make sure all of the events of him being tortured, him meeting Aria, and even him being in the ambassador program were completely gone from his mind. He would apparate them to somewhere far off and remote, perhaps the highlands of Scotland, and he would leave him and let the man fend for himself. Tonight, he wouldn't release him though. There was too much to worry about. So with that he put some protective charms around the door leading down to the dungeons, so that the door ended up looking like a plain wall.

As the day went on and Lucius' house became more and more like a fairytale around him, he decided it was his time to go and get ready. The night was almost about to begin. Lucius had sent Aria her dress. He had specifically thought it up for her and had it magically made and spun from some of the most delicate and rare fabrics available. For himself he had bought an exquisite garment but one that reflected the feelings of the moon and night rather than the sun.

His outfit was made from the finest of black velvet and embroidered with a thread so silver that it shined as if made from metal. From the tight-fitting black velvet pants, to the long velvet overcoat that went over a shiny brocaded silver waistcoat. Embroidered on the back of his long overcoat was the outline of a crescent moon, which shone as if moonlight itself was emanating from it. He wore a black tri-corn hat, the fashion of the time in the 18th century, and his mask was a simple black mask that had tiny silver stars scattered across it. The silver-grey of the stars made his equally silver eyes pop. He tied his long platinum hair back with a silk black ribbon. He observed his fine form in the mirror of his bedroom. He looked like the King of a magical moonlit Kingdom. He could only hope his Sun Queen would come to him that night.