A/N: This is a AVPS Lucius fanfic.
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Lucius stole through the shadows off the grounds of his Manor. If he was going back in time to defeat Potter, he'd need a better outfit. Obviously, his black Death Eater robes weren't cutting it anymore. They were too hard to dance in, and Lucius had not just spent two thousand Galleons on ballet lessons just to be restricted by his clothes. Narcissa didn't approve of his ballet, but what did he care? She'd slept with the house elf. Demon woman... Demon child, too. Stupid Draco. But, Draco was to be dealt with on another day; for Lucius Malfoy had a more important mission (plus, he couldn't find his cane). The grounds were silent and only a faint 'pop' ruffled a few of the peacock's feathers as Lucius Apparated away. He'd seen his ideal outfit on only one person before and he knew exactly where to find that person now.
A faint 'pop' was heard across the Labyrinth, but none of the goblins stirred. Jareth slept peacefully in his castle, unaware that an intruder had just magicked his way through his maze. Lucius stole through the shadows of the castle and up the stairs to Jareth's bedchamber.
The hinges on the door squeaked and Jareth sprung out of bed and into action, "Who are you?" He asked.
"I'm Lucius Malfoy. And I've come for your pants!" Lucius screamed at the top of his lungs and lunged at Jareth. The two wrestled across the floor, making several items topple over, and finally, Jareth had Lucius pinned.
"Ha! You think you can defeat the Goblin King? No one can!" Jareth laughed with mirth.
"Except maybe a teenage girl named Sarah." Lucius hissed.
"We don't talk about that here." Jareth said stubbornly.
"Denial." Lucius said in a sing-songy voice, then while Jareth was reminiscing on the past, Lucius freed himself and aimed a ballet kick at Jareth's head. It hit him square in the jaw and Jareth went down with a 'thud'. Lucius quickly raided Jareth's dresser and found what he was looking for: the weird stretchy-legging-pant things! While Jareth was still reeling, Lucius slipped out of the castle and Apparated away. He did it! He got his non-restrictive pants! He had won. And now Lucius Malfoy was going to take Potter down. IN STYLE!