Denial and Depression

Lucius never thought he would suffer the same tragedy as Amos Diggory. He thought naively that if he obeyed Voldemort, no harm from his side would befall them. But here he was, clutching the corpse of his son on the floor, body maimed by Death Eaters and covered in hardened crimson. His perfect boy.

WARNING: this fic contains disturbing, depressing and potentially triggering content such as child death/murder, Self harm, Suicidal Ideation and dissasociation. Read at your own risk. I am not liable for any tears you may shed while reading this. Don't worry, I cried a few times while I wrote it. <3I'd like to thank Mianna for being my beta and editor. I couldn't at all have done it without her, thank yu so much for being with me every step of the way <3