Severus/Narcissa/Lucius
It was always a game with Lucius. He couldn't just come right out and ask, but just assume and embarrass the two of them. She frowned as he slung an arm around Severus' shoulders. Why did he have to make Severus feel so uncomfortable? If Severus was suppose to be a friend, why didn't he treat him that way?
"Lay off the subtle hints Lucius," she hissed, stepping closer to him. "If you have something to ask or say, come out with it. No more playing games. I'm done with playing games with you." She looked at Severus, her gaze softening. Her eyes seemed to tell him that she was sorry this was happening. She had wanted a nice trip for the two of them, but Lucius didn't seem to care.
"Severus does not care for a place like Madam Puddifoot's, nor do I," she lied. "I would rather spend some quality time with him and walk around the town for a bit." She took Severus' arm, pulling him away from Lucius. She didn't let her hands drop from it, figuring there was no reason to hide anymore.
"And what about you Lucius? Which lucky lady will you be taking to Puddifoot's today? Or gentleman?" She raised an eyebrow, her interest obvious. "Or do they not have the kind of refreshment you require to obtain the person of your interest today?"