"Narcissa's family won't care if I'm gay. They'll want her to marry me anyway," Lucius pointed out, frowning a little as he settled down beside Evan in the tent. "I don't understand. You hate me. You punched me in the face the last time we had a conversation. Admittedly, I wasn't at my best, but we were only there because I was coming down from a really shitty high."
"He does?" Narcissa gave Thor a surprised look, then glanced at the tent again. "He should have said something to me. If Lucius really is gay, then of course I won't hate Evan for fancying him. Even if he isn't, it's not like Lucius cares about me. I might as well be his annoying little sister, the way he was talking."
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