'You know that when I hate you, it's because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul' Lucius despises the flaws in his persona, the lack of power, the superficial wife. He hates the black tar enveloping his existence.

The woman beneath Lucius's hands wasn't his wife, she wasn't a pureblood, she was barely of age. He tried to comprehend how he'd ended up in such a position. Probably a one-shot. Not really a romance, but close.

Lucius can't stand the way Ron touches Hermione, especially when he thinks she should have been his.

Lucius Malfoy was an old man now, on the verge of death, he'd heard that your whole life flashed before your eyes. But he only thought of her. One-shot in which the war warps a relationship, and the aftermath. Not much of a romance. R R please!