the Slytherin's eyes narrowed. "i know you don't like me, but that was just cruel Sirius." he stated sternly looking more hurt than angry. "i have been trying to get that woman off my back and away from my pants for THREE YEARS!" he spat, advancing on the other. "and then you give her the present i searched for three days, to make it perfect for you." yeah, Lucius was definitely taking this personally. "if you didn't want anything to do with me, you should have just told me to go away, i do everything you tell me to don't i!? well!? tell me now! tell me to leave you alone, to never bother you again! tell me you want me out of your life!" he demanded, hurt growing with every word as he stared at Sirius, waiting for the dog to say the words, to tell Lucius to leave, to end any chance the two had together.