The smile remained on Lucius' lips, but by now it had lost all of its meaning and now only served to tug his features into something of a grimace. In his eyes, there was look of satisfaction, and even though he managed to restrain himself, is impulse had been to glance at Narcissa, letting her answer what must have been a rhetorical question.<br/>"I doesn't matter if you were, "<span style="font-style: italic">because you aren't</span>. The addition flashed across the upturned corners of his smile. "I have no interest in publicly endorsing an unfavorable couple. You're going to appear at the galla with the young man of my choice. As I've said, he has been run past our focus groups and he had been specifically chosen because he goes over well with voter groups, you alone don't attract."