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Lucius' reaction to Voldemort's resurection
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"Ohh! " Lucius moaned and grabbed his left forearm in pain. "Lucius? Dear, what's wrong?" Narcissia rushed to his side in worry.
"No! It can't be. Oh Merlin! He was dead. Gone. I saw his body." Lucius looked to his wife in horror. He had dropped his protectively cold mask in the presence of only his wife. "Lucius? What is going on?" Narcissa was now seriously concerned. "The Mark, Cissy. The mark is burning. I have to go." Narcissa began to talk over him, "But he is dead. Lucius, this can't be happening. We were over this." Lucius kept on with his task grimacing in pain, "Accio Cloak. Accio Mask. I know love. I am sorry, we'll talk later. I love you. Good bye" Lucius raced out of the manor to the apparition point, even as his wife was following in tears. He paused only long enough for a quick kiss goodbye.
'How can this be happening? I finally settled back down. I have my marriage pieced back together and Draco, Draco doesn't even remember this life. I am going to have to offer him as a servant to protect us all. My son, how can I put him through this torture? The anger will poison me again. I will be a cold hearted bastard. I will hurt my family. Cissy will be scared of me again. Damn. I do believe in my pure blood roots, but am I ready to see the torture and murder? Can I watch women and children die in pain? Can I really do this again? Oh, Merlin! Bella....She is free again! I am not ready to have that crazed.....that...Damn! .Cissy is going to go into a fit. She will end up at the manor. I just know it. This can not bode well for us. But, I can't think of that now. Mask, firmly in place. Eyes, cold, hard, and hateful. Posture, proud and arrogant. Heart, hardened to stone. Conscience, firmly locked away. Mind, protected and sealed. Now, kneel down, face to the ground like a slave.' "My lord."