Abraxas Malfoy died on a bright, sunny spring day.
Almost at the exact moment his life slipped away, the House-elf sensed the master's death.
The entire Malfoy Manor was thrown into chaos. When Lucius received the news and rushed to Abraxas Malfoy's bedroom, the man was lying quietly on the bed, looking even more radiant than usual. His platinum-blond hair, which had grown dry and brittle from long illness, was now smooth and soft, and a faint smile curved the corners of his lips, making him look as though he had simply fallen asleep.
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