Something was off with Lucius. She'd known ever since dinner, even though outwardly her husband acted no differently than he ever did. He gave Draco his full attention, something the boy felt he didn't get enough of ever since Regulus had come to stay with them. Regardless that Lucius barely paid attention to Regulus, just the other man's presence was enough for Draco to resent. Her little darling had no trouble demanding what was rightfully his.
Something was wrong with Lucius, but she let him go through the motions until they were retired to their rooms. She didn't have to wait long, and before she'd even fully taken down her hair, he was telling her she needed to hear him out. Hear him out about...a bastard child, as it turned out.
Narcissa Malfoy was no fool. She knew exactly what Lucius and the rest had gotten up to when the Dark Lord was in power. She'd chosen to ignore the majority of what they did, to keep herself well out of it in case the power had shifted, but she wasn't a fool. She had just thought her idiot husband would have been smart enough to do away with any evidence of his indiscretions. She hadn't thought they would include fucking another woman, even if...
Eleven years ago. She could do the math, and it hurt to Her hand went to her lower stomach, and she turned away from him. "What am I supposed to do with this information, Lucius? You can't possibly think you can claim this bastard as your own? I won't let you do that to Draco." She calmed herself. Really, this wasn't a terribly crisis. There was a very easy solution. "You know what you have to do. You have to take care of it."