Lucius was frozen when she wrapped her arms around him. He hadn't had this much physical contact with anyone really in years. He would occasionally give Draco a pat on the back but this was different. What did he desire? A life free of everyone he hated, a life without the fear of his father turning up, someone to repsect and like and even love him for who he was and not who they thought he was. "I..." Lucius started to say and then realised what was happening. He couldn't let this get out. He needed to leave but he was frozen.