The Unknown Heir, Chapter 2

Lucius walked into the muggle orphanage. He was pretty proud of himself. It took a lot of his self control to be civil to the muggles. He didn't want to be here, among muggles, but he had no choice. He had to get his nephew back to the wizarding world.

All he knew about his nephew was that his name and his age. But he probably could assume he was a wizard. The chance of him not being a wizard was pretty low.

He walked into the office. There was a short, dumpy muggle woman behind a desk. She looked up as he entered.

"Can I help you sir?"

"Yes. I just got word that my nephew was here. His name is Zenith Maladorn and he is about ten years old."

"Zenith, yes. He's here. Follow me please." With that, she got up and walked from the room. Lucius was surprised. He was expecting more than that. But by the tone of her voice, she perhaps was glad that his nephew wouldn't be there any longer.

"So you are his uncle? We weren't told he had any other family." She didn't sound that interested in his answer.

"My sister's son." That was all he all going to tell this muggle woman. Despite the fact that he wanted nothing to do with her, he knew she had the answers he wanted. "Please, tell me about him."

"Zenith is a strange boy. He wanted nothing to do with the other children, always in the library. He's always reading. He's quite intelligent for his age. But the other children stay away from him. They are afraid of him. Strange things always happen around him. The kids that wouldn't leave him alone or tried to bully him started to have accidents."

That got Lucius's attention. "Accidents?"

"Yes, they started to have mysterious things happen to them. A few disappeared, only to be found later with no idea what happened to them. Others suffered quite painful injuries and one boy actually died, a quite painful death I'm told. The children and a few of the adults think that he was to blame. There isn't any proof, of course. But they avoid him like the plague. I think he prefers that." She continued on, talking about the perfect grades that the boy had. How he was always knew the answers when called on. Blah, blah, blah. She was starting to get annoying. He tuned her out long ago.

They finally arrived at a door. The woman knocked. After a voice said come in, she opened the door.

It opened to a bedroom. A small bed, a closet, and a bookshelf were the only things in the room, except a small boy on the bed.

He looked up as they entered. He dismissed the woman and gazed at Lucius with interest. He was a small sized boy, looking more around eight then ten. His blue eyes were framed with longish black hair. There was no expression on his face, only his eyes showed his interest.

The woman gulped as the boy's suddenly cold eyes fell on her. She quickly introduced Lucius as his uncle, and then hurriedly left.

There was silence in the room as the two examined each other. Lucius saw how unlike his nephew was like his dead mother already. Finally the boy spoke.

"I didn't know I had an uncle." It was said with a smooth tone, something that politicians and purebloods seem to be born with. Underneath was said several things. One, he didn't know he had an uncle. Two, Lucius should explain immediately. Three, if he had family then why was he in an orphanage.

As Lucius explained about the fact that he had only found out about him, and that he came as soon as possible, his nephew listened. Then as he told him that he was a wizard, the boy didn't seem too surprised.

He only responded with, "Well, that explains a lot." Then asked about the wizarding world.

Lucius told his nephew. As he talked, he noticed a few things about his nephew. The boy held himself with a pureblood attitude. The expression in his eyes and his sneer when told about muggles surprised him. Apparently, living in an orphanage had already given him the hatred of muggles that his family shared.

Zenith had also been doing wandless magic for years. He had discovered it years ago, and since then worked to control it. He didn't know how powerful he was, because he didn't know that only the most powerful could do wandless magic. Lucius was pleased with this aspect of his nephew.

He also noticed that Zenith had a natural charm around him. He was polite, charming, and well known on how to manipulate those around him easily. He was intelligent, in fact the knowledge he had was more than most had at his age, even if it was only nonmagical knowledge.

He also was eager to get out of the orphanage, away from those 'idiotic fools' that was the other children.

So, after a few hours, Lucius led his nephew out of the orphanage.

He was surprised and pleased by his nephew. They would not have to break any foolish thinking about the world out of him. In fact, if he didn't know better, he would say that Zenith had grown up in the typical pureblood household.