Disclaimer: Every and all things Harry Potter and Hogwarts belong to the one and only JKR and I would never dream of taking credit of the wonderful things that she has created. But I will gladly manipulate them a bit for my own personal satisfaction J
Timeline: This is compliant up until the hall of prophecies in OOTP. Then it becomes a little different in a lot of ways.
Summary: What were to happen if Lucius found another prophesy in the hall of prophecies at the Ministry while attacking Harry Potter and his friends? What if said prophesy revolved around him and his only child? What if this prophesy completely changed how he looked at life and even which side he was fighting for? The Malfoy line revolves around a certain bushy haired know it all and now he's in desperate need to convince her that this prophesy must come true or everything he knows and loves will be gone for good.
Saving the Malfoy Line
By: thenext_Austen
Chapter 1: Finding the Truth
Things were going exactly as the Dark Lord had planned. He was able to plant just the right images into the head of the Boy That Wouldn't Die and now him and his friends were frantically searching for Sirius Black which in actuality the Death Eaters had not a single clue where the man was. This was irrelevant though because as soon as the Dark Lord had the prophesy he was searching for then the scales would finally tip in their favor. Not to mention that since Lucius was leading this mission then he would have all the praise for its success.
The group of children had just arrived and were running though the lines of prophesies at a quick pace trying to find the man they all cared so deeply for. It was really rather pathetic. One lesson they all should have learned is that the person that cares the least has all the power. This is precisely why Lucius had his devil may care attitude toward his own family. He loved his wife, Narcissa, without a doubt. She was one of the most important people in his life and he would do literally anything for her however, if anyone were to ever ask him of this he would vehemently deny it and reassure them that while she was useful, she was also expendable. Now where his son came into play, he had a bit firmer standing. Draco was his one and only child. He was his first born and he was the heir to the Malfoy line so he defended him and brought him into the ranks of the Death Eaters as soon as he possibly could. The youngest Malfoy had yet to receive his Dark Mark but with hope that this mission was proven successful then that would be changing on the morrow. Once Lucius could prove his family's worth to the Dark Lord then he would surely be able to convince him of the benefits of having another Malfoy close to his alliance.
"Harry look! It has your name on it!" The unmistakable sound of the Weasley boy's voice could easily be heard through the echoes of the hall. This was it. They had finally found it and now he could get in the perfect spot he needed with the Dark Lord.
He signaled to the others that this was the time to move. As soon as they had reached the group of children, the Potter boy had just finished listening to the prophesy. "Give it over boy. You know you'll never get out of here alive unless you do." The Malfoy sneer was perfectly placed on his face just for his own amusement. For going his mask might not have been the best idea he had had of late but seeing the looks on those children's faces was absolutely worth it. Namely that little Mudblood friend they were so insistent to have around.
"Never happening Lucius." Was the boy's reply. Wands drawn and stuck in a stalemate no one was really sure where to go from here. Then came the voice of the brains of the bunch. "He was never here was he? You made sure that Harry came so that he could find this for Voldemort." His anger was coming off of him in waves at the Mudblood's disrespect. "Do not speak his name you filthy Mudblood! You don't deserve to even think his name!" He could see her flinch at the insult but still held her wand strong. "I can speak his name if I so choose because he is nothing but a worthless, half-blood bigot that thinks so highly of himself that he sends his well trained dogs to do his dirty work!"
The next events happened in such quick concession that Lucius wasn't sure if he would be able to replay them to another person later on or not. Bellatrix stepped through the group with her wand aimed directly at the Mudblood. "You little bitch! How dare you disrespect my Lord! Avada.." Before Bella could even finish the curse the Longbottom boy pointed his wand at the light above them and shouted "Reducto!" The ceiling immediately exploded and that seemed to shock everyone into action. Curses began to fly as pieces of ceiling began to ran down on them like hail and Lucius did his best to follow where the prophesy was going. The children began tossing it back and forth between them as if it were simply a game and not a priceless relic. Out of no where the Lovegood girl grabbed 2 other prophesies off of the shelf and threw one of them to each of her friends. The Potter and Weasley boy took off in one direction with a prophesy, Lovegood and Longbottom took off in another and lastly Granger and the girl Weasley took off in the direction he was facing. If he weren't as pissed as he was he would have to compliment the children on their tactics. It seemed as if they had this planned from the beginning however, that would have been impossible because it was only moments ago that the Granger girl had discovered that Sirius wasn't here. He knew better now though. He knew not to underestimate these children. Not children, but warriors.
After a moment to have his mind catch up to the goings on around him, Lucius instructed the others to take off after each set of the Order and to get that prophecy back. He took his own advice and took off after the pair of girls that had run seemingly away from him. He could barely see in front of him since one of the two had cursed the aisle they were in with a thick dark smoke. Using his wand to clear it as best as he could he continued on toward the sound of quick steps. Once he got that prophecy he was sure to kill each and every one of these little menaces for giving him such a trouble. He stopped to asses the situation and could easily hear loud whispers to his left. The girls had somehow managed to get into the aisle beside him without making it to the back wall where the opening was.
"Hermione but it has your name on it! You have to take it and figure out what the hell it means!"
"Gin you know me better than that. These prophesies are an utter joke. There is nothing that can decide the future or tell it. Now if one of these bloody things came with a map of the damned Ministry then I would be more than willing to listen but telling me the future of my life when I don't even know how the hell to get out of here is ridiculous."
"You're right I do know you and I can tell that since you are fighting so hard on this and that you've used actual curse words that you've already found something out about it that is confusing you and that's why you're fighting it so hard. Now tell me what you know so we can get the hell out of here."
"Just because I don't have a natural foul mouth like you Ginevra doesn't mean anything. I just simply want to get out of here."
So the Mudblood found a prophesy about herself. Now that could be useful as well to the Dark Lord. She may not be the most important of the trio but he would be mistaken to underestimate her. Maybe this wasn't such a disaster after all. Lucius apperated himself directly in front of the girls so that he could better asses the situation.
"Now now now, what do we have here? A Mudblood and a blood traitor. How about I make you two a deal? You had over the prophesy and I will let you walk away?"
The two looked at each other then it was Granger that spoke up. "And just what do you think you could do with it Malfoy? Only the person that the prophecy is about can see it so there is no point for you and yours to have it since only Harry can see it." Ah, so she hasn't realized that he heard their conversation. "That is where you are wrong girl, because my Lord will be able to hear or see anything that your half wit friend could so just hand it over and I will give you my word to call off the attack. You and your friends can walk away from here and this fight can continue another day. I'm sure you're more than worried about your darling little friends now aren't you?" The look on her face told him that he was exactly right. There was her weakness, that little band of misfits. He pulls on her heart strings for them and he could accomplish anything when it came to her.
"You'll immediately withdraw the others and let us go, all of us, with no harm to myself or any of my friends."
"Hermione! You can't be serious? You're thinking of making a deal with the devil you know that right?"
"Gin I know what I'm doing. If Lucius gives me his word as a wizard then I'm sure I could trust him, because honestly what type of wizard would he be if he wasn't as good as his word?"
Her words were spoken directly to him and pinned him with his own thoughts. A wizard was only as good as his word, if he didn't value that then he became just as bad as all the other blood traitors and lowly wizards alike.
"Yes Miss Granger you have my word that all 6 of you will be able to leave immediately with no harm to any of you. All you have to do is hand over the prophecy."
"Alright Malfoy" no title given to him, this little witch really should learn some manners, "here's the prophecy." She walked toward him with the prophecy outstretched to him. What happened next none of them could ever guess would have happened. As soon as both of them had contact on the small glowing orb, it began to shine even brighter and a prophecy was revealed.
Separate can only bring strife
Together brings on a new life
Should the two learn to coexist
The Malfoy line will never be amiss
A new addition to the purity
The bloodline has new security.
The hall seemed to have gone completely silent at the close of the prophecy. He could only stare down at the witch in front of him. So this Mudblood, this witch is supposed to be an addition to the Malfoy line. She was to provide a stronger heir for them. Not that he was willing to admit to anyone but the Malfoy line was becoming weaker and weaker with each generation. His wife herself was only able to carry one babe to term because of the problems in their line. He would have had a house full of his children had he been allowed but due to all of the inbreeding in previous centuries because of fear of sullying their line with less than pure blood, it just was not possible. The magic was weak and it caused the pregnancy to become unstable. They truly were blessed with the birth of their son.
"Well Miss Granger, it seems as though I have more use for you than what I thought." He looked at her with a calculating stare as she quietly but quickly backed away from him into the arms of her friend.
"Mione, what's wrong? What just happened?" Obviously the red headed witch couldn't hear what the prophecy had said but judging the look on the muggle born face, she certainly had.
"This changes nothing Malfoy." She said between gritted teeth. "We made a deal and now my friends and I shall be leaving."
"As you wish Miss Granger. But I can assure you that we shall be seeing each other again. Soon Miss Granger. Very soon." The smirk on his face couldn't be seen as anything other than what it was. Pure confidence. He now had a new plan for his family's involvement in the war and it had nothing to do with some lesser half blood that thought he was a Lord. Now his plans were strictly personal because let's face it. Nothing came before the Malfoy line and it's importance.