Do you have the slightest idea how utterly infuriating you are? I am Lucius Malfoy, heir to one of the oldest and most distinguished pure-blood families in the wizarding world, and yet fate has seen fit to bind me to a Muggle-born. I have spent weeks attempting to rid myself of this ridiculous attachment, avoiding you at every opportunity, only to find myself searching for you the moment you disappear. It's humiliating, truly. But I've come to realize something, darling. I may despise the circumstances of our bond, but I find the thought of another wizard claiming your affection considerably more intolerable. So let them whisper. Let my father disapprove. I have spent quite enough time denying what is mine. You are my soulmate, sweetheart, and I have absolutely no intention of allowing something as trivial as blood status to keep me from you.