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finally getting to this old ass meme and i am just .... baffled by all of you sinners 

“I just need to use the common room for a couple of minutes. It is very important.”

“I’ve been speaking to your mother, Draco,” Severus stated before he even greeted the young Slytherin, even daring to drop his first name, rather than the surname as he would have spoken had they been in public. Severus had all too often been accused of favouring the Slytherins – and it would certainly have been a lie if he said that he didn’t give them preferential treatment. He had received a lot of less than pleasant attention from Gryffindors while he was a student, and did not expect such blatant disrespect and misplaced pride would have carried on until he was a teacher. Alas, that was the case. He stepped to one side, silently gesturing for his student to follow him into his office. It was a matter that would be left for private no matter which student it was with whom he was speaking. However, given his close relationship with Draco’s mother – and subsequently Draco – a little extra privacy was desired. Once the door was shut and he was certain no listening charms were in place, he began to speak. “She has expressed an interest in you starting one-on-one potions tutoring with myself,” he stated to him, whether or not this was a surprise to Draco was yet to be discovered. “I needed to get your opinion on this matter before I progress. Are you interested in pursuing potions to a higher level? I can confirm that you put in the effort and have the skills needed to progress with a higher level course – but it would take up a lot of your time and effort and I want you to know the amount of work that will need to go into such a pursuit. Was this your idea out of personal interest in the subject? Or is your mother simply trying to push you to succeed?” He then sat down at his desk, his fingers tenting together as he rest his elbows on the desk, his lips silently then pressing against the tips of his fingers in thought. “I am certain that I don’t need to remind you that anything said in these walls is strictly between you and me, Draco. If you tell me that you do not wish to pursue this course then your mother and father will not know. I will let their disappointment sit on my shoulders rather than yours if necessary.” Besides, Severus was used to disappointing people, or others feeling otherwise displeased with him. Letting the Malfoys down would be nothing new to him, but he knew that it could cause a great deal of emotional distress to Draco – the boy he had vowed to protect at all costs.

He turned when he heard the familiar loud crack of apparition sound behind him. He whirled around, missing the feel of heavy robes hitting his calves at the motion. “Where the bloody hell have you been?” he groused.

“Petrificus Totalus!”

Think of a giant cat. Lucius can be scathing, mocking and judgemental, but when he’s feeling affectionate he will literally have you pet his hair. He loves touching, not necessarily sexual touching, but i.e. holding hands, cuddling, or you could be lounging on the sofa with your legs over his lap. OR you on his lap while he’s reading. He loves knowing he’s significant other is next/close to him. He also loves dressing and undressing his partner —- again, not necessarily sexually. Imagine a long day and you both just want to go to sleep, he will have you sit on the edge of the bed while he takes off your shoes, then your clothes and help you slip into your night robes. He is a cat. But do not ever call him a lion or he will combust. 

“As lovely as he may be, he’s supposed to be in my care. I would not be doing  my job properly if I allowed that to happen. Pass.”