Regulus of Hogwarts: Lord of the Stars

The light outside had dimmed. Most of the afternoon was gone.

Dinner was laid in a small dining room, nothing like the Malfoy hall that could host a ball, though grand enough.

The courses came one after another.

Narcissa was already seated, in a fitted pale lilac gown, relaxed and still dignified, her hair loosely pinned, a few strands falling at her ear.

She looked up and smiled as he came in. "Regulus."

"Cousin."

He took the seat across from her, his own expression easing into something like a smile.

Lucius sat, poured himself wine, and filled a glass for Narcissa.

She took it, her fingers brushing the back of his hand, and the look they traded was thick enough to wade through.