Warning Character Death!

Chapter 3: Betrayal And Revenge

The first thing that Lucius felt, was pain. It was beyond anything and Lucius felt unbalanced. Something is off...what...? He blinked hen he felt a breeze whoosh by him. where are...MY WINGS! He reached his shoulders and winced in pain. His wings were gone! Lucius bit his lower lip, drawing blood while his body seethed with rage and his eyes burned. There was no question as to who took his wings.

"That bastard," Lucius hissed. "I will make him pay!" He tried to get up but he became unbalanced again, falling to his knees. His wings acted as a balance for him and without them, the blond was crippled. He looked around and created a staff of hazel with blue lace agate and onyx. He practiced walking with it, gaining his balance and walked with a steady, regal gait. He bit through the pain he felt, his anger fueling him onward. He walked on, formuling a plan in his head. He decided that since James took something precious to him away, that he would return the favor.

He walked on for days and only resting when his body ached or when he needed to. Although he was angered, he was also hurt. He couldnt understand why James would betray him this way. He gave him his purity and his love and to be repaid this way was a cold slap. He wondered what would trigger him to rob him of his wings. What did I do? I knew he was envous but to do this to me... He gripped his staff tightly, making his knuckles white. He blinked back tears of anger and rage. He reached a desolate and ruined castle and settled for the time being.

The next day, he awoke to the ruckus of men yelling and a raven squaking for its life. He smirked and snapped his fingers, watching as the Raven grew into a man with dark hair and a snarky attitude. Lucius walked over as soon as the last of the men ran away for their lives.

"What have you done to me?" The Raven snarled. Lucius wasn't fazed in the least,

"You're quite the little ingrate aren't you?" He drawled. "I saved your life." The Raven had the decency to look ashamed.

"You're right of course, forgive me. And for saving me, I pledge my loyalty and service, whatever you need."

"And I thank you, I need you to be my eyes and my wings." Lucius said as he gestured to the topmost castle with his staff. "Fly, observe and report to me. But before you go, what is your name?"

"Severus." He said with a bow. Lucius nodded and allowed Severus his Raven form again. Lucius continued to walk on and study as well as mull over a suitable revenge.

In his travels and constant servallience of James and his family, Lucius bided his time. He learned that it was Jame who took out both Voldemort and Dumbledore and he grew more angry and disgusted. He remembered their conversations and his former lover's ambitions. His path to "greatness" was paved in blood and greed. He had suspected that James had disposed of the feuding lords before claiming the power for himself. He could see how James got rid of Voldemort very easily, there was the battle and James could've easily killed him while the Dark Lord was distracted. But what confused him, how did he get rid of Dumbledore? Lucius thought about it for a bit and growled. He recalled that James lived in the castle but as a servant. He easily slipped Dumbledore a poison... His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Severus.

"Potter's whelp had more children. He's holding a celebration for the latest, a little girl this time." At this Lucius smirked. It was the perfect revenge.

"How wonderful. Come Severus, we should pay our respects to the little angel." Severus nodded and both of them made their way to the castle where everyone was abuzz. Lucius rolled his eyes when he saw the pixies kissing up to James. Even Severus cawed in annoyance. He had to hold back a laugh when he heard Molly say that they were very good with children. Those dimwits wouldn't know what to do with a baby if it smacked them in the face. He waited and watched as two of the three dimwits bestowed the gift of beauty and happiness upon the baby. He smirked and made his entrance.

He walked into the throne room, and everyone was in awe. He was not an ugly man, in fact, he was drop dead gorgeous and he aged very little. High Elves and Fae aged slower than humans and even wizards and witches. He held his head up high and smiled darkly. He saw James and an unfamiliar man, younger with black hair and with emerald green eyes. Ah, this must be his son. Lucius said, eying the ravenette for a moment before turning his sights on the infant. Charming little thing...His gaze shifted to James and smirked.

"Well, quite an assembly you have here Lord Potter," Lucius drawled. "The royals, the nobles, the gentry and...even the rebels. I'll admit, I was quite disappointed in not recieving an invitation..."

"No one wants you here." James hissed. Lucius pretended to be hurt but smirked again.

"Oh, my, this is quite awkward. I supposed I should be on my way..." He turned to leave but the younger man stood up.

"Are you...offended?" He asked softly. Lucius looked at him and smirked.

"Not at all, but to show that I bear, no ill will, I too, shall bless the child." He turned to the baby, shutting the pixies up with a glare. The trio gulped and gave Lucius room. He looked at the baby girl in her cradle and the baby studied him with beautiful emerald eyes. Her auburn hair was curled and framed her face, reminding the High Elf of cherubs. He allowed himself a small chuckle before slipping his mask back on.

"Hear me, the child shall indeed, grow with grace and beauty, loved by all who behold her. But, on the sunset of her eighteenth birthday, she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and fall into a death like sleep in which she will never arise from."

James stood up, face ashen pale. and his hazel eyes widened. "Lucius, don't do this..." He whispered. "I beg you..." Lucius looked at the Potter patriarch and smirked darkly.

"Hm, you begging is quite appealing Potter," He drawled. "Do it again." James gulped and sank to his knees, his hands trembling and his hazel eyes glistened with tears. But it wasn't James who moved Lucius' decision. It was the ravenette and the baby.

"Very well, the child can be roused from her death like sleep. But only by...True Love's Kiss. This curse will stand through the bounds of time, no power on this planet can break it!" With that he left, reveling in James' cries of anguish. Take that you son of a bitch!

James wasted no time in trying to protect his granddaughter. He ordered the spinning wheels burned and hidden. He entrusted his granddaughter to the pixies, despite Harry's protests and begging. Even her brothers and god brother protested but James banished them all, ordering them to not return until his granddaughter was eighteen and a day. He wasnt taking any chances. His son died from a broken heart that night, his last thoughts and love going to his little girl. James didn't bat an eye after burying his son. Her brothers were sent with their servant.

The pixies found a cottage in the glen and after complaining and changing their forms, settled in, leaving the baby. It didn't take long for Severus to find her. But he made sure he flew off to a branch when the pixie in blue, Luna picked her up. Severus led Lucius to where the pixies and the baby were. He found her by the window and despite himself Lucius felt his blood boil. These dimwits...He looked down at the baby and sneered. Instead of being intimidated, the baby giggled. The Raven cawed at Lucius and the blond just rolled his eyes and decided to stick around, just for a bit.

I changed the wording don't worry, more to come promise!