Hello everyone! How's 2014 been for you all? Mine's been hectic, and I can already tell that I'll hate it just as much as I hate 2013, but enough about that.

But all that aside, CH 2 IS UP! YES!

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I'm still going to put up chapters regularly, even if I don't get that many reviews, because I think people who blackmail readers into reviewing are jerks.

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"Severus my boy! How are you doing this splendid afternoon?"

"Just fine Albus, and I intend to stay that way so please, get on with whatever you called me here for" Severus said. He caught sight of that infernal bowl of candy, and saw with some surprise that the candy was not the usual lemon drops, but rather some rather flashy looking wrapped hard candies. He prayed to whichever deity who was listening that Albus wouldn't offer him one of these artificially colored disasters today.

"Would you like a Jolly Rancher before I proceed?" Damn it all to hell.

"No, I would not Albus," Severus said as he gritted his teeth. "Please, just tell me what you called me here for so I may leave quickly." The old Headmaster's countenance quickly changed, as his face grew somber.

"You have heard of the murder of the Death Eater named Rogers, have you not?"

"Of course I have."

"And I assume you know of the mysterious way he died?"

"I don't see how the Killing Curse is mysterious, but yes, I do know how he died."

"I assume you know that all magic traces can be followed back to their owner, correct?"

"Just get to the point Albus!" Severus growled.

"The point is, the magical traces left at the site of the killing….lead to nowhere. The Aurors at the site found magical traces, yet they cannot be traced. This is very troubling, as it hints that Voldemort is hiding a secret weapon." At this, Severus's eyebrows quirked up.

"How do you know exactly that this killer is on the Dark Lord's side? Hell, how do you even know that he's a Dark wizard?"

"He is a Dark wizard, the traces at the site showed that. However, the Aurors are not entirely sure if he is on Voldemort's side. This also leaves us with the possibility that we have another Dark wizard preparing to go to war with us. Both scenarios are dangerous. If he is truly on Voldemort's side, the fact that Voldemort had him hidden for so long means that he is truly powerful. Then again, if he is on his own, this may mean that we will have to fight a war on two fronts."

"Dammit," Severus growled as he put his face in his hands. "Is this what the Order meeting is about later?"

"Yes it is."

"Then why did you call me here when you could've told me everything at the meeting, along with everyone else? What is it that you have planned for me?"

"Very astute Severus. I have a special job for you. I need to scout out the crime scene for me."

"Disguised as an Auror?"

"Disguised as an Auror."

I don't suppose you have a spare one lying around do you?"

"Actually, I do. Arthur was kind enough to allow you to go in his stead. He was one of the Aurors originally assigned to be on the scene, but I had informed him of this new development, and we both agreed you were more suited for the job."

"You both agreed? Or maybe just you agreed and he went along with the mighty Dumbledore's will?" Severus asked snidely.

The old man went on, heedless of his Potions Master's snide remark. "You will be needed on the scene in one hour."

"I shall come back and report to you my findings when I am done."

"Thank you Severus. Are you quite sure you wouldn't like a candy?" The blasted twinkle was back in the old wizard's eyes.

Severus muttered a few choice expletives under his breath as he swept out the door of the office, and Albus only caught a few words such as "codger" and "off his rocker". The old man chuckled to himself as he popped a candy into his own mouth.

"Hmm..tart yet sweet. Interesting."

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"I trust that you have got our men under control?"

"Yes Heir"

"Good work Avery. Go to Lucius and tell him I wish to speak with him." Avery scurried away to do the Heir's bidding.

A few moments later, the platinum blond Head of the Malfoy family strode to where Harry stood.

"You wished to speak with me, Heir?"

"Yeah, I did. Let's go somewhere else so weasels won't be hearing what I have to say to you. You can come out now Draco." The smaller carbon copy of Lucius, minus the long hair, slipped out of his hiding spot, straightening his slightly ruffled designer clothes.

"Sorry, I hid here to try and get a chance to speak with you later on, when all these blasted people wouldn't be here."

"Draco, try to speak in a more respectful tone when speaking with the Heir!" Lucius scolded. Then, he turned to Harry and began to apologize for his son's behavior, but stopped when Harry's outstretched hand stopped his apology.

"As you know Lucius, Draco is free to speak however he wants. I'm not like my father. I won't kill him if he says something stupid every once in a while." Harry added cheekily. Draco mock growled at him, and made as if he were upset about this, but in reality didn't really care. He and Harry had been best friends since they were very young, and in reality, these hidden taunts were no more than a game between them.

Nonetheless, Lucius was still slightly nervous about the nonchalant way his son addressed his Master's. However, he decided that this was an issue that would just have to be resolved later on.

"Heir, you wished to speak with me about some issue?"

"I did, yeah." He motioned for Lucius to follow him somewhere where their conversation would not be interrupted. Once they were out of earshot, Harry finally got started on the matter that had been on his mind all day.

"Lucius, I…" he stopped, almost as if he was having difficulty getting the words out. "I'm going to ask a favor of you, and I'm hoping you can understand why I'm doing this."

Lucius was instantly on alert.

Harry took a deep breath and said "I want you to command the men in my place." Lucius did a double take, wondering why the Heir would even entertain the idea of missing out on a battle. "But, but I don't-"

"Don't worry Lucius, this isn't permanent, you know. It's just for this one campaign."

"No, that's not really what I was concerned about," Lucius paused a moment, before collecting his thoughts. "Are you alright? Is there something I should know?"

Harry looked confused for a moment, before realizing what Lucius's real concerns were. Strangely, he felt tingly inside, as he realized that Lucius did care for him in some small way.

"No, there's nothing wrong. It's just that this time, I have something I want to accomplish, and it would be easier if I didn't have the extra burden of worrying about the Death Eaters. You know how easy it is for them to lose control. Besides, I think you could use a little practice with your intimidation skills. I think you're losing your touch." Harry quipped playfully.

Lucius feigned offence at this remark, and dramatically put a hand over his heart in mock horror. "Surely, I'm not that lenient, am I?"

"I'm afraid you are," Harry said gravely. "But back to the matter at hand. Will you accept my offer, Lucius?"

"If I may ask, Heir, what exactly is this objective you have in mind?"

"Do you remember my father? If I correctly recall, he is still at his post in Hogwarts, teaching the hordes of idiots who call themselves wizards. I plan to pay him a little visit while you trash up Hogwarts a bit," he said as a crazy grin spread across his face. "I want to show him what he made me into and I want him to see just what he did to me." Harry paused a moment in his speech. "And I want him to pay dearly for what he's done to me."

Meanwhile, Draco had been discreetly listening in on the conversation with Extendable Ears he had snatched from Filch's office. His already pale face grew steadily pastier as the full impact of what was going to happen to the Head of Slytherin House hit him. He ran before either could come out of the room, and ran like hell until he got the edge of the wards. In the blink of an eye, he had Apparated to the edge of Hogwarts. He didn't stop even to catch his breath before reaching his godfather's office in the dungeons. Severus's life was going to be in danger that night, and Draco would be damned if he let anything happen to the one proper father figure in his life.


A/N: Yes. As you can tell, I made Snape Draco's godfather, and I crafted Lucius into the typical uncaring power-hungry patriarch who doesn't really give a damn about his son. Bastard. Anyway,I plan on making Harry particularly vicious and scary. Yes, I am definitely sadistic, so just deal with it.

Again, please review if you have anything nice to say (or anything really, for that matter. Don't really care anymore if it's nice or mean) Constructive criticism is ALWAYS WELCOME. I'm willing to listen to any suggestions about how to improve my writing. I could really use it.