"Per pureblood etiquette," I started throwing Lucius" own noble aspect back in his face. "Both families, Abraxas Malfoy and Cygnus Black III to be exact, forge the marriage contracts. At the end of the compromise, both families retain copies of the contract." Waving my hand, my Patronus appeared with a croak as the raven flapped her wings, hovering in front of me. "Please send a message to Lord Black as his presence is required." What I didn’t verbally say was for Sirius to bring the contract. We talked about it, but I wanted to enforce the idea that we needed it. The raven nodded and let out a caw before it flew through the wall. 