Chapter 2
Harry woke up he knew something was wrong immediately. Blinking he could not see he was about to life his arms up and found he could not move them well not really. Harry began breathing heavy he was chained to a bed and he could not see. He knew that there was no point in alerting him that he was awake with screaming they were wizards they would silence him anyway.
Faking sleep he listened to the voices, he could not make what they were talking about. Or even what they were saying, one of the men started shouting it was obvious they were having a row of some sorts.
"He can stay in there," snarled Lucius.
"You cannot keep a child in there Lucius unless you want to kill him!" snapped another.
"To be honest I don't give a damn," yelled Lucius.
"Yea well you won't be able to bring our lord back if you do that the blood has to be warm and the person alive!" yelled another getting angry.
"Fine! For Slytherin sake, I will let the brat out and a nutrition potion will do him fine! And lots of sleeping potions I don't want to put up with blubbering brat all night" said Lucius.
"Need food in the stomach for that" said the other one mildly.
"Damn you and your potions knowledge to hell" said Lucius.
"Our lord seemed to love them," said the other man sounding amused at the other ones antics.
"What do you expect always making the best of them? Perhaps you could test them out on Potter," said Lucius.
"I'm not sick enough Lucius," said the man.
"Yea you never really did like the torture part have you?" stated Lucius.
"And don't you forget it" said the other.
"Well It is James Potters son we are talking about just think getting him back for everything he has done to us" said Lucius trying to get Severus to join in on what he thought fun.
"It would be nice to get James back but his son has done nothing to us," drawled the man.
"If anyone wants a piece of the boy, its me! I am the one that's had to put up with James Potter and his pity for ages," said Peter.
His snivelling voice already identifying him. Harry remembered that man and remembered the fits his father had about him. He also remembered a brown haired man and his godfather that turned into a dog him calling the man Padfoo' he had never been able to say Padfoot at that age.
"You are worth anyone's pity, your disgusting," said the man.
"That's something I agree with you on," said Lucius sitting down.
"I have to ask though Lucius do you really want our lord back?" asked the man.
"Yes"-said Lucius who sounded very sure.
"Do you really? You don't really want your son growing up in a world or war I certainly don't want to bring my Godson into all this," said Severus.
"Well Draco will grow up under our lord's protection, if anyone can protect Draco it's our lord," said Lucius.
"Well if you are sure, as long as I get to see him I care not," said Severus.
"Of course you will see him, Draco is always asking for you by the way. He is rather curious to why we have our guest here," said Lucius.
"And what are you going to tell him?" questioned Severus.
Severus really did not want his godson brought into this. He did not care who won the war; he just wanted his friend and godson to remain alive, and to brew his potion to his heart's content.
"The truth; that he is James Potter's son, and we are trying to bring the dark lord back" said Lucius simply.
"What if Draco is not ready for all of this?" questioned Severus.
He would have no trouble in taking Draco away from this madness. He loved Draco as if he were his own son, and would do anything for him. If it meant he was a wanted man on both sides of the war then so be it, he did not care.
"Then he will just have to learn then won't he" said Lucius his handsome face looking malicious when the smirk was in place.
"He is just eight year's old just the same age as the boy you have kidnapped who is probably scared out of his wits. You know that it's impossible that a one year old could defeat our lord; something must have happened it's barely the kid's fault he was hailed the hero of what happened," said Severus angrily.
"Fine, fine I won't touch him, and I will let our lord decide when Draco starts his training" said Lucius backing down.
Lucius could not help but agree with what Severus had said; it was true there was no way that the Potter boy could have defeated their lord. He did not like being put right but this was a time that he let it slide he could never hit Severus anyway. Severus was a better duller than he was, as well as better at potions too.
"Good, now what are we going to do? Until Pettigrew gets our lord with the boy?" asked Severus with a sigh.
"We can do nothing but keep him here. In fact, Peter get going and find our lord; do not come back without him, you know were he is. I found a trace of his magic in the Albanian forest now go" said Lucius.
"Why do I have to go alone?" whined Peter.
"Because none of the others are animagi, Pettigrew! Besides, we do not want attention drawn to ourselves," said Lucius.
Lucius was good at organizing his Lord's Death Eaters, taking them on missions mostly. Lucius and his men were never caught when Lucius led them. Severus had also never been caught, but he was never one to truly go on missions. He would prefer to sit and play with his potions all night long.
"Fine," sulked Peter.
"The brat should have woken from the stupefy spell by now," said Lucius.
"Well, it is late; perhaps we should just give him a sleeping potion? Because I am getting tired," sighed Severus.
"Perhaps" said Lucius.
Severus stayed in Malfoy Manor most summers, or in his own with Lucius visiting him. He wanted to stay as close as he could to his godson, he could not do that during the year. There was always a Slytherin or two wanting to stay at Christmas, Easter or another holiday.
"Come on before I fall asleep, I'm dead on my feet. The old fool had us at a meeting at six o'clock in the morning, and I'm tired. I want to be able to see my godson without snapping at him tomorrow," said Severus.
He had come earlier to an empty manor. He had gone to the fridge and saw that Draco's mother was out with Draco, also that Lucius was busy, so he had stayed and waited. He saw Lucius come in with Peter Pettigrew, a child in his arms, a while later. Severus saw them undress him and chain him to be bed; it was then he started to get a bad feeling about it. He had found out about it all. Now all he wanted was asleep and to think about everything tomorrow.
"You have the potion?" asked Lucius who started walking out Severus trailing behind him.
Severus rolled his eyes at the question when did he never have his potions on hand? He always had his potions with him, always; in case of an emergency or something like that. He had gotten into the habit of taking them when he had gone on raids and things like that.
"You do know he is awake," said Severus as he looked at the child with a raised eyebrow.
"Well he looks asleep," sneered Lucius.
Severus raised his eyebrow before raising his hand and bringing it close to Harry's face, making him flinch slightly. This made Severus smirk smugly, and Lucius roll his eyes.
"Well, he won't be for much longer," said Lucius.
Severus saw the child gulp; it was of course not heard. Taking out the potion he needed, he only had big ones, he measured out how much he would need; he did not want to give the child an over dose.
"Open" demanded Severus coldly, holding the potion at his lips.
All Harry did was close his lips further until they disappeared, turning his face away. Lucius grabbed onto Harry's face causing Harry to fight his restraints. He tugged his hands and arms trying to get away like mad, causing a frowning Severus to take action using a spell that forced the child's mouth open. Pouring the potion in and massaging his throat, it was not long before Harry went lax. Severus felt slightly guilty seeing the tears tracking down Harry's face.
Wiping them away with a sigh, he said to the child who was still fighting the affects of the sleeping potion, "Sleep" he said soothingly.
Harry, unable to and not wanting to fight the potion any longer, did fall asleep. He had felt the man wiping his tears away, and he was so confused that he thought sleep was better then and there. People who kidnap you were not supposed to be nice; no one had ever wiped away his tears for as long as he could remember. He allowed the sleep to claim him after he heard the almost hypnotizing voice telling him to sleep.
"You really don't like hurting people do you Sev?" said Lucius seeing the guilt written all over Severus' face.
"No, and I never will Lucius; how could you ever hurt a child?" asked Severus sadly.
"You know we never hurt them, kill them yes, but we never hurt them" said Lucius.
"Yes, I suppose you are right," said Severus.
"Of course I am, now lets go; I want to speak to my wife, and kiss my son good night before going to bed myself," said Lucius letting go of the child's head he did not realise he was holding.
Severus felt before he did, and he noticed that the child was shivering. All he could think when he was walking up the stairs was 'of course it's going to be called he is practically in the dungeons a place where many people have died' thought Severus.