It isn't beneath him to consider it, for a hot moment.
In the end, however, Lucius simply lays down some similar enchantments he's put upon his own residence, ones that will stand up against brute force both magical and physical. A spoken word from Benevenuta herself or a simple touch will be needed permission. Fixing windows is done with a flick of a wand and a muttered incantation, the courtyard protected from unwanted guests with a flash of silver magic that makes, a moment, a sort of dome between it and the open sky, before vanishing into invisibility. Last but not least, the traditional sort of cloaking that inspires the disinterest in other people, that staple of magic that hid so many things from Muggle view, turned around against the siege of monsters outside.
He takes a drink for himself, of course, available liquor that he may or may not have recommended to her once before. A dash in a low glass, foregoing ice for an enchantment that has frost lacing across crystal. It isn't all spite, or needing a drink after the efforts of the day; it's been quite a week, in general, and drinking a few mouthfuls of someone else's alcohol sounds like the best idea Lucius has had since he invited Severus to execute that one rogue herd of thestrals.
Some of which Benevenuta dispatched herself. It makes for some interesting puzzle pieces.
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In the end, however, Lucius simply lays down some similar enchantments he's put upon his own residence, ones that will stand up against brute force both magical and physical. A spoken word from Benevenuta herself or a simple touch will be needed permission. Fixing windows is done with a flick of a wand and a muttered incantation, the courtyard protected from unwanted guests with a flash of silver magic that makes, a moment, a sort of dome between it and the open sky, before vanishing into invisibility. Last but not least, the traditional sort of cloaking that inspires the disinterest in other people, that staple of magic that hid so many things from Muggle view, turned around against the siege of monsters outside.
He takes a drink for himself, of course, available liquor that he may or may not have recommended to her once before. A dash in a low glass, foregoing ice for an enchantment that has frost lacing across crystal. It isn't all spite, or needing a drink after the efforts of the day; it's been quite a week, in general, and drinking a few mouthfuls of someone else's alcohol sounds like the best idea Lucius has had since he invited Severus to execute that one rogue herd of thestrals.
Some of which Benevenuta dispatched herself. It makes for some interesting puzzle pieces.