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Focus: The Black family: Draco, Narcissia , Sirius, Harry, Tayranee (?!)
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Summary: One little change to The HP universe, Lucius Malfoy died. Narcissia is a woman out for revenge and who should help her but her only remaining relative- Sirius Black a pronounced murderer. The Blacks are back and they are bringing the world to its feet in a game of cunning and deceit. Focusing primarily on Draco and the Black family.

'Becoming' Black

Prologue

ASCENSION
(byColleen Hitchcock)

And if I go,
while you're still here...
Know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure
--behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
so you must have faith.
I wait for the time when we can soar together again,
--both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to its fullest.
And when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart,
...I will be there.

Lucius Malfoy was a beautiful man. Pale as he was, his face seemed to be a masterpiece of sharp edges and points, made of colours made to compliment and to deceive. Pale blond hair fell around his face, never unkempt, always neat and tidy with piercing cold grey eyes that seemed to never warm or show emotion. He had looks of an angel but a heart of a demon.

Since birth Lucius was taught that he had a duty to cleanse the wizarding world of muggles- lower life forms, inferior beings who wanted to overrun their world so that they- pure bloods would be a thing of the past. Muggles were dirt and selfish creatures they were never happy with what they had, even though they had most of the world they still wanted theirs. His father had told him that- Malfoy's were survivors they did anything and everything to survive but never should they ever lose their true goal- power-having it and controlling it. Money he was told had great value, it brought power and covered secrets. The Malfoy family had a lot of cold, dark secrets, some of which were forgotten as the generations went on, some however remained. Merlin how Lucius hated his father and his philosophies- he'd often wished the old man would croak if only to shut him up. of course he played nice till he was out of school and older enough to be entitled to his share of the Malfoy fortune, but until then Lucius was loyal till the end.

When he went to school, Lucius was a leader because he had money, power and looks. It was in school that he learned the greatest power one could have. It was not in magic, although Lucius absorbed that like a sponge and was an incredibly able wizard. No, power lay in ones emotions. If people could not read you then they could not harm you, if you understood ones emotions you could manipulate them- fear was the easiest to manipulate and induce. Lucius became a master of his emotions by 3rd year and found that even his father couldn't read him by his 4th year he was a master in manipulating people. Some would call it charisma Malfoy called it manipulation. Even his father was fooled by his little tricks. He would often pit his father against his associates working them like puppets so that it was truly his aims that were being fulfilled. No one suspected a thing and because of that Malfoy became addicted to control but he found himself curious and attracted to those who didn't seem to be affected by him.

It was in his 7th year that he noticed Narcissia Black. She was unlike the other women he had, until then, chosen to spend his time with. She like him knew how to play the game. She hid herself behind a mask of beauty but underneath she was cruel and ruthless and he found that admirable. It had taken more than a month to win her heart- and it was her heart that he wanted. It took almost 2 years and when he had her he vowed to do anything for her. He'd never told her that he loved her only admired her strength, they still after all had a game to play.

After their marriage Lucius devoted his time and energy to the man who stood across from him in his family home. Lord Voldemort- many of his servant thought he was a pure-blood put he was not. He was a half blood- had a muggle-born father. But Lucius allowed him grace since he seemed to have the same goals as him- to rid the world of muggleborns and to restore the pure-bloods as the social elites of the world. He was slightly evil… ok a lot evil and there was no question that if Lucius was caught with the man he'd been sent straight to Azkaban, but Lucius was sorely attracted to him, because he too seemed to be immune to Lucius manipulations and that seemed to be enough to follow his regime… at first.

"Malfoy" greeted Voldemort.

"Lord Voldemort" bowed Lucius and he watched the man's eyes skim across the room and felt a rush of pride run through him as he knew his house was exquisite. He had seen Voldemort's home and as far as he was concerned it was hardly fit to house a house-elf, of course he had lied through his teeth on how it had fabulous potential just to please the guy.

"Lovely as always Narcissia" Voldermort said as his eyes finally rested on her and the little bundle in her arms. Lucius eyes narrowed and he watched as his wife tightened her hold on their only child- his son the one good thing that him and Narcissia had even done for the world.

"Thank you Lord Voldemort" she replied and she began to stand from her position on the sofa so that she could bow more formally.

"Don't be silly" said Voldemort "you must not stand with the child in you arms"

Narcissia stopped frozen halfway between standing and sitting completely. Confusion flashed in her eyes before she offered a gentle smile and then sat- she held her son closer.

To take the focus away from his family Lucius addressed Voldemort "what service may we offer you today"

Voldermort turned back to him and casually but with full authority said "I want you to give him to me"

"Who?" asked Lucius in true confusion and then remembering who he was talking to he bowed low "my Lord"

"Your son. I want you son"

Lucius looked over to his wife as she clutched their sleeping son, her fists were white and there was a faint glimmer of horror in her eyes. He looked back at Voldemort.

"But Lord I-"

Voldemort stood up straighter, his voice darker "Are you questioning me Malfoy?"

"No, No" he moved almost inconceivably closer to his wife. "But my son at this age is no use to you and I was just"

"Thinking" snarled Voldemort losing the very little patience he had "I want your son- as my own- I will raise him to be the perfect solider"

"But he is my son" he said slowly trying to wrap his mind around the words

"But he shall be mine- give him to me- now"

Lucius had never refused a request from him before which is why he was 2nd in command. Thus his feet began to carry him over to his wife it was an instinct- Voldemort ordered Lucius followed. It was only now he realized how much of a dog he had become- Malfoy were slaves to no man, but here he was about to hand over his son to a renounced madman because it was- tradition?

His wife beautiful Narcissia Black sat their looking as elegant as ever as if her husband wasn't about to give her son away to evil incarnate. He had vowed that he would do anything for her- and she him. When he began serving the dark lord she had been hesitant but then conceded for him. No one knew just how close the two of them were- Lucius told her everything. Lately in the things that he had told her she had become scared and his faith in the Dark Lord had faltered with hers. It seemed like now he would have to choose between the two; power or-love?

Each step he took made his leg feel heavier as if filled with lead, and as the distance between him and his fate closed he had to drag himself over. Narcissia 's face was deathly white and tears threatened to unleash in her blue eyes but her posture did not waver. He caught her eyes and held her gaze for one heart stopping moment, 1000 words passed between them; of promises made, broken, unfulfilled, of love, happiness and joy and of the inevitability. He began to kneel his arms slowly coming around her, he took in her scent; ice, femininity and sex "I am sorry" he whispered as he caressed her ear with his lips. In him he found a gentleness that he did not believe existed in him. She sighed every so softly that Lucius had to stop a smile- an honesty to merlin smile, from appearing on his features- this woman had proved to be his undoing. He looked down as the bundle in his arms barely a year old, and this tiny thing in her arms meant the world to him. He had tried to be as detached as possible to it- tried to recall how his father had been with him but from the moment he saw the boy he had been filled with an emotion so rich that he had to leave the room to catch his breath. He was the most precious thing in the world and worth more than money and power- he was the goodness and the light in the world. When Lucius looked at him he saw a version of himself- one that had not shed so much blood and he wanted him to be proud of him. He himself had hated his father held contempt for the man so strong that when he died he was barely affected, he could not bear thinking that his son would feel the same about him. He held out a hand and stoked the side of his son's face and wished that he was awake so that he could see his eyes so that it could give Lucius strength. He looked up a Narcissia and whispered "run" and then stood so fast that his expensive black cap swirled around him majestically.

"I can't do that" he said as he confronted Voldemort- entirely unruffled

Voldemort looked shocked "you who have given me everything that I'd ask for will not give me your son- you disappoint me Malfoy"

"And you me, I had hoped you would be the saviour of our world but you are nothing more than a madman with more blood on you hand than any"

"Don't become a hypocrite you have just as much as me" snarled an incensed Voldemort. He had never been disrespected like this in his life and it would not be long before Lucius was punished for it.

"Maybe so- but your path ends now"

Voldemort crackled "you think I fear you Malfoy, I made you, you are nothing more than vermin and I shall be happy to remained you of that"

"Then come Tom- we shall see"

Voldemort pulled out his wand "I shall make your son into a monster- the very thing you despise and I shall keep your wife around so that she sees the monster her son has become is because of you"

Lucius smirked this time "he will be the greatest thing you despise, my grey prince, my little dragon"

"You have no royalty in you. I am the heir of Slytherin here"

"Then more fool you- he will destroy you" stated Lucius amusement floating in his eyes as he pulled out his wand "the Malfoy family has been around almost as long as your generation, just how many secrets do you think we've accumulated" he snarled "and we did not pollute ourselves with mudbloods. You lost your true history I have always known mine, you are nowhere near better than me"

Lucius watched as Voldemort shook in rage, but he felt nothing not even fear.

"Avada" began Voldemort coldly and a green light headed towards him. Lucius stood his ground ready to take the curse head on to protect his family. "Mark my word Riddle he will have a hand in your destruction" and then he too began "Avada"

But Voldemort was to quick and had shouted the second part long before the green light exploded from Lucius own wand. Lucius hardly felt it when his body hit the ground. His spirit still stood between Voldemort and his family, he turned to his wife- his face softening in a way it had never when he was alive, his eyes sparked with an awakening of new found knowledge- this is what it felt like to do something good- to be a hero. It was better than the cold that he felt every time he killed someone. The baby awoke and spotted his father's image and held out a chubby hand to touch him- awe was on his face. There it is Lucius thought the strength I needed.

"Change the world son, bring your enemies to their feet" he said softly and then he looked up and nodded slowly to Narcissia. He was afraid to look at her- afraid to be defeated by her look and so he shouted "Go" and then turned back to Voldemort, slowly he flew towards him. A strange liquid on his face appearing and he marvelled at it for less than a moment and then the world exploded.


A/N: I hope you enjoy it, please tell me what you think.

I think the Malfoy- Black family are underpresetend in fanfiction but if you know of any good stories please tell me- especially featuring Draco, or the Black-Malfoy family relationship.