Chapter 390: Everyone's Rich Around Here
Apparition dropped him at Malfoy Manor.
Lucius lifted his hand from Regulus's shoulder, straightened his robes, and stepped aside with a gesture toward the doors. "Here we are."
Two house-elves emerged through the front doors, bowing low in clean linen smocks with the Malfoy crest stitched at the collar.
They stepped inside.
The entrance hall was floored in polished marble. In one corner stood a silver statue as tall as a man, depicting the first Head of House with his wand raised, the diamond at its tip scattering fragments of light across the floor.
He glanced over it and looked away. He'd seen all of this the last time.
A year and more, and nothing in the manor had been moved so much as an inch.
"I'd meant to give you a proper reception," Lucius said, leading him deeper in. "Narcissa's been arranging it since this morning. Wouldn't trust anyone but herself to oversee it."
He turned his head slightly, a hint of a smile. "Father's in France dealing with business, so he's out. No outsiders in the house, just us. Treat it as your own."