Along the dark streets crept a black-clad figure, his cape billowed out
behind him as he walked towards the beaten-down pub. Once inside, he sat at
the bar, pushing his hood back. Long platinum hair spilled from within,
revealing him to be Lucius Malfoy.
"Bartender, a rum, please." As the aging gentleman behind the counter obliged, Lucius' cold gray-eyes swept over the room. The only other occupants were five young teenagers. Probably bound for Hogwarts on the train the next day. The cruel DeathEater knew that his son, Draco- should he have come- would have known them. Their hoods were up, however, and their faces in shadow. One of the five wore a badge on their robe...much like Draco's HeadBoy badge.
Draining his rum, Lucius stood and left the Leaky Cauldron in a drunken stagger. He apparated to the Malfoy manor, looking around.
"Boy!" his voice was a slurred roar "BOY!"
Draco Malfoy ran down the stairs, too fearful of his ever-uncontrollable father to disobey. Lucius' wand was out. He was decidedly angry at the boy for not accompanying him.
"FATHER! NO!" Draco's screams made the other occupants of the Manor wince.
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"Lucius Malfoy in the Leaky Cauldron...drunk?" Hermione Granger...a BLONDE Hermione Granger, no less...asked, wondering if she was delusional.
"Dad's said that the Ministry's had to go to the Malfoy Manor at least thrice this summer for cases of Child Abuse." Ron Weasley, one of Hermione's best friends stated. "Wonder if Malfoy's finally getting what he's had coming."
"Ron! Not even Malfoy deserves to be abused!" Hermione and Ginny Weasley, Ron's little sister and the only girl in the Weasley family save for her mother, Molly, scolded together.
"As much as I hate to say it, Ron...they're right. Wonder if the git's okay?" Harry Potter, Hermione's other best friend and Ginny's boyfriend, added his input.
Lavender Brown, Ron's girlfriend and the last edition to their little gang, nodded. "Agreed. We've all seen how Lucius Malfoy treats people...if he's reduced to treating his own son like that?"
Ron shrugged, knowing that they were right and yet, not wanting to agree. He looked at Hermione. "So, why'd you dye your hair, again?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I told you, I visited my cousin in America and she insisted. She's a witch too, you know." She beamed. "She showed me all sorts of useful spells to keep it nice."
Lavender and Ginny were all ears. "You'll have to tell us, too!" Lavender gushed. Ever since her best friend, Parvati Patil, had been killed by Voldemort...she and Ginny had been the ones Hermione had gone to when she needed a "girl's night out" so to speak.
"Whatever..." Murmured Ron, as he and Harry turned back to their favorite subject: Quidditch.
The three girls simultaneously rolled their eyes. "We'll be upstairs." Ginny stated as they stood, moving towards their rooms.
Ron and Harry exchanged glances, "Was it something we said?" Ron asked, clueless. Harry, not knowing that, either, just shrugged.
"Bartender, a rum, please." As the aging gentleman behind the counter obliged, Lucius' cold gray-eyes swept over the room. The only other occupants were five young teenagers. Probably bound for Hogwarts on the train the next day. The cruel DeathEater knew that his son, Draco- should he have come- would have known them. Their hoods were up, however, and their faces in shadow. One of the five wore a badge on their robe...much like Draco's HeadBoy badge.
Draining his rum, Lucius stood and left the Leaky Cauldron in a drunken stagger. He apparated to the Malfoy manor, looking around.
"Boy!" his voice was a slurred roar "BOY!"
Draco Malfoy ran down the stairs, too fearful of his ever-uncontrollable father to disobey. Lucius' wand was out. He was decidedly angry at the boy for not accompanying him.
"FATHER! NO!" Draco's screams made the other occupants of the Manor wince.
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"Lucius Malfoy in the Leaky Cauldron...drunk?" Hermione Granger...a BLONDE Hermione Granger, no less...asked, wondering if she was delusional.
"Dad's said that the Ministry's had to go to the Malfoy Manor at least thrice this summer for cases of Child Abuse." Ron Weasley, one of Hermione's best friends stated. "Wonder if Malfoy's finally getting what he's had coming."
"Ron! Not even Malfoy deserves to be abused!" Hermione and Ginny Weasley, Ron's little sister and the only girl in the Weasley family save for her mother, Molly, scolded together.
"As much as I hate to say it, Ron...they're right. Wonder if the git's okay?" Harry Potter, Hermione's other best friend and Ginny's boyfriend, added his input.
Lavender Brown, Ron's girlfriend and the last edition to their little gang, nodded. "Agreed. We've all seen how Lucius Malfoy treats people...if he's reduced to treating his own son like that?"
Ron shrugged, knowing that they were right and yet, not wanting to agree. He looked at Hermione. "So, why'd you dye your hair, again?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I told you, I visited my cousin in America and she insisted. She's a witch too, you know." She beamed. "She showed me all sorts of useful spells to keep it nice."
Lavender and Ginny were all ears. "You'll have to tell us, too!" Lavender gushed. Ever since her best friend, Parvati Patil, had been killed by Voldemort...she and Ginny had been the ones Hermione had gone to when she needed a "girl's night out" so to speak.
"Whatever..." Murmured Ron, as he and Harry turned back to their favorite subject: Quidditch.
The three girls simultaneously rolled their eyes. "We'll be upstairs." Ginny stated as they stood, moving towards their rooms.
Ron and Harry exchanged glances, "Was it something we said?" Ron asked, clueless. Harry, not knowing that, either, just shrugged.