Fandom: Harry Potter
Villain: Lucius Malfoy
Prompt: Tremble
Word Count: 100
There was something that stirred deep within him when he saw a woman tremble. He wasn't sure which made him feel more powerful, knowing they did it out of fear, or out of desire.
He imagined that desire was akin to fear. Sisterly kinship, judging by the similar state of vulnerability. Certainly there were echoes of fear in their desire of him, and traces of desire in their fear.
Narcissa, however, was the only woman who'd ever made him tremble, her lips ghosting over the black tattoo. She smiled up at him; almost as if to suggest she knew.