Draco Malfoy walked into his son Borias' room, his heart swelling with pride at the sight before him. Borias, now a young man of seventeen, sat at his vanity table struggling to braid his waist-length hair. Draco couldn't help but smile at the sight of his son, so much like his mother in looks but with a strong sense of determination and independence that was all his own.

"Borias, may I help you with that?" Draco asked, moving closer to his son.

Borias looked up, a mix of embarrassment and frustration evident on his face. "I just can't seem to get it right, Father. It's so much harder than I thought it would be."

Draco chuckled softly, understanding the struggle. "It takes practice, my boy. Here, let me show you." He gently took the brush and hair ties from Borias' hands, sitting down behind him and beginning to deftly braid his son's hair. Borias watched intently, taking mental notes of each movement.

As Draco worked, he couldn't help but feel a sense of bittersweetness. His eldest son was growing up before his eyes, preparing to take on the responsibilities of adulthood. Tonight, they would be meeting Borias' fiance, Xyn Lucis, the only son of the Lucis family. The union of their families carried a great deal of weight and expectation, especially for Borias, who would one day inherit the Malfoy name and fortune.

Once Draco finished braiding Borias' hair, he stepped back to admire his handiwork. "There you go, my boy. You'll get the hang of it with practice."

Borias smiled gratefully, running a hand through his newly braided hair. "Thank you, Father. I want to make a good impression tonight."

Draco placed a hand on Borias' shoulder, a sense of pride swelling within him. "You will, my son. You are a Malfoy, after all."

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As they made their way downstairs to join the rest of the family for dinner, Draco couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and excitement. Meeting the Lucis family was a momentous occasion, one that would shape Borias' future in more ways than one.

The Lucis family was known for their wealth and influence, with a long-standing reputation for excellence in the wizarding world. Xyn Lucis himself was said to be a talented young wizard, with a sharp intellect and a gift for charms and transfiguration.

As they entered the dining room, Draco was struck by the grandeur of the setting. The long mahogany table was set with fine china and silverware, candlelight casting a warm glow over the room. At the head of the table sat Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, a stern and imposing figure who commanded respect with every word.

"Ah, Draco, Borias, you're just in time," Lucius said, his voice carrying a note of approval. "Xyn will be joining us shortly."

Draco felt a surge of anticipation as he took his seat, Borias sitting beside him. The door opened, and in walked Xyn Lucis, a vision of elegance and grace. His dark hair fell in waves around his shoulders, his eyes bright with intelligence and kindness.

"Good evening, Mr. Malfoy, Borias," Xyn said, his voice measured but warm. "Thank you for inviting me to dinner."

Draco could sense the tension in the room, the unspoken expectations and pressures that hung heavy in the air. But as he looked at his son and his future husband, he felt a sense of hope and possibility. Borias and Xyn had a chance to forge their own path, to create a future that was theirs and theirs alone.

As dinner progressed, Draco watched as Borias and Xyn engaged in conversation, their voices blending in laughter and camaraderie. They spoke of their shared love for magical creatures, of their dreams and aspirations for the future.

Draco couldn't help but feel a swell of pride in his chest. His son had found someone who understood him, who accepted him for who he was. And as he looked at Borias and Xyn, their heads bent together in conversation, he knew that their love would be a force to be reckoned with.

As the evening drew to a close, Draco stood to make a toast. "To Borias and Xyn, may your love be strong and true, may your bond be unbreakable."

The room echoed with the sound of clinking glasses, the warmth and love of the moment enveloping them all. And as Draco looked at his son and his future husband, he felt a sense of peace and contentment settle over him.

In that moment, Draco knew that no matter what challenges may come their way, Borias and Xyn would face them together, hand in hand, their love a beacon of hope and strength in a world that so often sought to tear them apart.

And as Borias leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Xyn's lips, Draco knew that their future was bright and full of promise. And he couldn't wait to see what adventures lay ahead for his son, his future son-in-law, and their shared journey of love and life.