*Molly's tone is a tip-off; even without seeing what she's looking at, it's clear something's just gone wrong. He glances over at her from keeping an eye on Freddy, who's still chasing Charlie, and then everything else falls by the wayside.
Malfoy. Nothing else on God's green earth can make Arthur - cheerful, good-natured Arthur - so angry so fast. His face sets into hard lines as he looks at Lucius, all but blind suddenly to the shouting children, and even to Ron drumming on his head.
He should listen to Molly. He should walk away, but he can't help himself when Lucius is standing there smirking like he owns the whole bloody street. The words that come out of his mouth are sharply at odds with how he says them.*
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Date: 2011-03-14 06:15 pm (UTC)Malfoy. Nothing else on God's green earth can make Arthur - cheerful, good-natured Arthur - so angry so fast. His face sets into hard lines as he looks at Lucius, all but blind suddenly to the shouting children, and even to Ron drumming on his head.
He should listen to Molly. He should walk away, but he can't help himself when Lucius is standing there smirking like he owns the whole bloody street. The words that come out of his mouth are sharply at odds with how he says them.*
Lucius. Nice day, isn't it.