After the Great War, life went back to normal. Or at least an effort was made to bring normalcy back to life in the Magic world. Everyone was doing their best to move on, and they were getting there. But life for the Malfoys was just getting worse. When Lucius Malfoy loses his wife, Narcissa Malfoy, a part of him died, but was determined to live on. But when he is left without an heir to the Malfoy name, he is driven desperate. It was time for the eldest Malfoy to come back home. *** "...YOU ARE MINE, YOU'RE MINE! NO ONE CAN HAVE YOU! MINE! MINE!..." "It's okay, Lucy, don't worry. I will protect you." "They must be stopped, Abraxas! They've become too close!" "What will you have me do, woman?! Can you not see the perfect match they make?" "Now, now Lucius, play nicely." "And who the bloody hell are you?" "Oh, Merlin... What the bloody hell?" "Malfoy. Lucille Malfoy."