"The lady is spoken for, Malfoy," the younger Lestrange ground out. If it weren't for his loyalty to the Dark Lord, he would end the little upstart right now. "She and I have an understanding. You have no rights here."
"Why don't you both stop deciding what Narcissa wants for her?" Evelyn snapped, throwing up her hands in frustration. "All it seems to lead to is duels, and ruining of other people's parties and, you may have noticed, Cissy lying in a bloody hospital bed! You two did this! Neither of you deserve her!"
Claudius placed a calming hand on Evie's arm before she hexed someone.