A Not So 'Harry Potter'
Summary: An Alternate Reality of Twisted Mentality...Let's say...Lucius Malfoy had a change of 'heart'. Let's say...that upon hearing of Narcissa's pregnancy, he chose his family over the Dark Lord. Let's say...that he discovered the Dark Lords plans to kill the Potters, and chose instead to help them. Some things happen for a reason...others...don't need to happen at all.
Book/Movie: Harry Potter
Pairing: Has Been Decided and Will Be Disclosed When I Feel Appropriate
Genre: Fantasy/Romance/Adventure/Angst
Rated: M for Later Chapters
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As human beings,
Our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world
-That is the myth of the atomic age-
As in being able to remake ourselves.
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Acts of Betrayal
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Shadows caressed the halls as torches lit down the length burned dimly in the night of what many were referring to as the coming of hell...or the start of the apocalypse. Darkness had fallen upon the earth with the rising power that belonged to Voldemort, and the army of demons he had created in his tyrannical disturbance across the world. It was everywhere, though, it was unknown to those who couldn't see, or understand...those who could not comprehend. Little by little, the world was being consumed by darkness, and Lucius Malfoy, right hand man, was sitting in his study thinking of his wife. He had joined the Dark Lords ambitions under foolish pretenses that the world may be cleansed of Muggle's, Squib's Mudblood's, and Blood Traitor's alike...but the reality of it was that no matter how so he wished, he too knew that the Dark Lord would turn on them too if something were to go astray. He knew, he and his beautiful wife would not be safe while under the false protection of the Dark Lord.
"Lucius, love...come to bed,"
He looked up to see Narcissa leaning against the frame of his door, dressed in a beautiful Alice Blue negligee that stopped at her ankles, a translucent white robe was worn over the night dress and just barely skimming the marble floors of the Malfoy Manor. Her blonde hair and a few black strands tied in the back, fell past her shoulders to the middle of her backside, her piercing blue eyes kept her husbands own steal blue eyes locked with hers. "Of course, Cissy." He spoke softly, truly he was a man loyal to his wife, and loving within the confines of his home. No, he couldn't show such devotion before the Dark Lord he was now forced to serve, but while hidden behind his stone walls, he could give her the love, care and devotion that she so longed for.
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(Four Weeks Later)
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Bellatrix grinned happily as she sat beside her Lord, her hand clasped loyally over one of his. She thirsted for power, and he was her fountain. A never ending supply was provided for her loyalty, and she was more than willing to give him that.
"Cissy!" Bellatrix stood energetically as her younger sister entered the dining hall where she and the Dark Lord had been sitting and waiting patiently for the Malfoy's. "Oh Cissy, how wonderful to see you!" She practically skipped to her sister before taking her into a hug. "Our Lord has chosen to grace your home with his presence, welcome him openly, Cissy." She said, finally calming down, though there was still that core of insanity concealed behind her words that Narcissa had learned to pick out from her tone.
"Lord Voldemort, I welcome you humbly to the Malfoy Manor. Lucius is out at the current, but if there is anything that I can do for you, than please feel free to make your request. I shall do my best to see to your needs. Of course, our house elves are also at your disposal."
"I'm pleased to hear this. When Malfoy returns, have him sent to me." Voldemort spoke, holding his hand out to Bellatrix who obligingly took it and placed a kiss upon his knuckles before settling down next to his seat once more. Rodolphus Lestrange, Bellatrix's husband, cared little for her obsession and romances with the Dark Lord, and had even stated such to Narcissa and Lucius.
Now, Narcissa would be the first to admit, she did not marry for love, it was Pure Blood benefit mostly, and it was also an arranged marriage. But she would also be crazy if she were to deny having fallen in love with Lucius Malfoy, who in return, loved her equally so.
Walking the halls, she made her way out to the courtyard to await her husbands' arrival, as he always made a habit to apparate at the front gates of Malfoy Manor.
From what she knew, her husband had been...contemplating...whether or not they would leave the Dark Lord, she would support him in any decision he made, but she was sure, tonight, he would come to a final decision.
"Cissy,"
"Oh, Severus-Dear, how have you been fairing?" Narcissa asked with a kind smile. He had been told by Lucius of the thoughts transcending her husbands' mind; she knew her trust in her husbands' best friend was rightly placed, as he wouldn't tell the Dark Lord or any other living soul.
"I am well, how are you and Lucius?"
"Fine...for now. Oh, Severus, the Dark Lord is here..."
He frowned, "No doubt to speak about the Prophecy. It was found."
"Oh?" Narcissa understood now, the reason that the powerful Lord was present in her home...it was to have her husband retrieve the Prophecy for him.
"Cissy, what are your thoughts on your husbands' recent thinking?"
She smiled, "I will follow him...no matter what."
"Cissy? Severus? What are you two doing out here?"
Narcissa turned to see her husband walking up to her with a black clock over his shoulders.
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Lucius walked into the room Narcissa had pointed him too, after explaining that the man who had been occupying his thoughts for the past five weeks was awaiting his arrival.
"Lucius!"
He showed no outer signs of surprise or fear, but he was afraid. If the Dark Lord ever learned of his minds workings as of late, he would be killed for betrayal. "Yes, Lord Voldemort."
"Some followers have located the prophecy; I need you to obtain the object for me."
"...of course...Lord Voldemort." He bowed his head, "I shall retrieve it come midnight tomorrow night."
"Good, good, we'll take our leave now then."
"You are more than welcomed to stay longer," He didn't mean it, he just didn't want the Dark Lord to suspect anything.
"No, not necessary." He whisked his wand out and wordlessly summoned a goblet filled with an unknown substance, motioning Bellatrix forward, Lucius watched his sister-in-law as she stepped forward devotedly and took her Dark Lord's hand. "Tonight, we celebrate, for soon, I shall hold all the power necessary to bringing down anyone who tries to get in my way." Without another word, Voldemort vanished with Bella.
"Lucius..."
He turned, "Cissy,"
"Lucius, what is on your mind, love?"
"...you, our future..." He moved closer to his wife and took her into his arms, "...whatever is left of it..."
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(Five Months Later)
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It had been much time since the retrieval of the prophecy, and the knowledge that came of it. Narcissa watched Lucius from where she stood in the doorway and sighed, catching his attention with the gentle release of breath. "Lucius, darling, may I have a word?"
"You may have as many as you please, Cissy."
Narcissa smiled, "Lucius, I'm late...I went to Severus to make sure and, oh...Lucius, I'm pregnant..."
His eyes widened and she watched him curiously as he stood abruptly, making his way towards his beautiful wife, he hugged her tightly in a warm embrace as he spun her around, her feet three inches off the ground. "That's wonderful Cissy!"
"Is it?" She wasn't so sure, "We are in the middle of a war, love...the child in the prophecy is not yet born, but come July thirtieth in the up and coming year, Voldemort...he'll hunt this child down and kill him! What of ours, I'm afraid Lucius, of what this blood stained future holds for our child!"
"Cissy, calm yourself, everything will be fine."
"Are you so sure, Lucius? What solid hold do you have over Voldemort, that he won't try something on this child," She took his hand and placed it firmly against her abdomen, "Your child!"
"..."
"...you don't..."
Lucius had finally decided, wrapping his arms around Narcissa, he held her tightly...
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(July, 29th, 1980)
Night had fallen, months of planning, the birth of a child and the birth of his own child, had all serviced him in the plotting against his master, and the hopes of him falling at the mighty hands of Dumbledore. His weakness to the old wizard compensated for Lucius for the lack of power he held over the foul wizard who posed a threat to his family.
"Albus has spoken before with you on your thoughts, and now is the time, it is happening now." Severus walked up next to his childhood friend.
Lucius sighed, "Yes, for Cissy and for Draco...the Potters have to be told,"
"You will be the one to do this...are you sure your okay to go alone?"
"Haven't much thought, find Sirius and Remus, have them come to the Potters."
Severus sneered, "I despise having to deal with the likes of them, as you are well aware."
"I am, but you never had to agree to go along with this...it was your choice from the beginning."
"..." Severus glowered, "Fine, I'll retrieve Potters' pets."
The night would be long, and both were as ready as they would ever be...
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Me: Chapter one is up, I hope you all like the start of a new series of events, and I pray that you'll stay for the many upcoming chapters!