She hadn’t had to explain that his purity had been diluted, the so-called curse introduced through there. Lucius had ignored her for days, though he laid beside her at night, and held her hand in his. He’d retreated further, when they heard that Narcissa had struggled through her last term, nearly miscarrying several times. The resulting child had been a daughter they named Lyra, and they’d invited Lucius and Hermione to stand as her grandparents.