Revision: January 30, 2012
Draco Malfoy tapped lightly on the closed door of Dante's bedroom before swinging it open. "The sun's been up for hours Dante!" stepping into the room Draco sneered at the boxes scattered about, "You have house elves for a reason." He said stalking to Dante's queen sized bed, he grabbed the tangled mess that hid the white haired teen and attempted to yank them free.
"Drake I love you kid, I'm very tempted to kill you." Dante kicked his sheets off of him and into Draco's open arms, "What time is it?"
"Late!" Draco huffed tossing the bedding onto the floor, "You can't lay in bed all day Dante, you need a wand and fitting robes for the meeting tonight."
Dante sighed and rolled onto his stomach, "Give me another hour."
"I can't believe Sev expects you to be called Lord when you can't even get up on time." Pulling out a wand Draco sat on the edge of the bed and levitated Dante off the bed and into the adjoining bathroom, "Get ready!"
"Ah shit! I thought you couldn't do magic outside of school?" Dante asked tossing his sleep wear out of the bathroom.
Draco rolled his eyes, "I'm a Malfoy dumbass, now hurry the hell up we're late already."
Half an hour later Dante strode into the bedroom the bathroom steaming behind him. Securing the towel around his waist and rubbing his hair dry Dante watched Draco flip through one of his many gun magazines, "I doubt your dad would let you get one."
Tossing the magazine at Dante, Draco stood hand on his hips, "Get dressed already."
Grinning Dante dropped his towel, "That can't be the proper way to talk to your future leader."
Blushing Draco covered his eyes, "You've spent too much time with those filthy muggles."
Shrugging Dante dumped a box of clothes onto his bed, "You don't know what you've been missin' kid." Once dressed he knocked shoulders (as best he could) with the Malfoy heir, "Time to hit the road."
"Why the hell would I want to hit a road?" Draco asked chasing after his tall friend.
Scratching his head Dante shrugged, "Never mind."
Severus and the elder Malfoy were seated in the floo room chatting over tea. Severus stood when the two teens entered, "I hope you didn't plan on going out like that."
Dante looked down at his normal outfit, "Being with two Malfoy's is bound to grab just as much attention."
Sighing Severus nodded curtly, "Still we need to be safe." Severus flicked his wand and cast a quick Glamour over his son, satisfied with Dante's shorter black haired look Severus holstered his wand, "Come now."
Dante shivered as the magic washed over him, "Damn, I feel tiny now." He mumbled looking at Draco.
Draco grinned and patted Dante on his head admiring his new shortened stature, "You look like a tiny first year."
Punching Draco lightly in the gut Dante followed his father through the floo. The group stopped shortly at a tailor to leave Dante's proper measurements before making their way to the wand shop.
Kicking the door open Dante entered the shop stiffly, "I can't believe I need a stick."
Severus pushed the glamoured teen farther into the shop, "It shouldn't take too long. Lucius and I will be just across the alley. I trust you and Draco will behave properly."
"Of course Severus!" Draco answered swiftly preventing Dante from replying.
Severus nodded and patted his son's shoulders, "Good." He said turning on his heel and leaving the shop.
Sighing Dante turned to the wide eyed shop keeper, "I need a stick."
"Wand," Draco corrected perching himself on a window seal, "I hope you'll try a little harder to fit in at Hogwarts."
Dante shrugged and watched the mousy shop keeper measure his wand arm, "If I had things my way I wouldn't step foot in a school." While the shop keeper went around his desk to collect a few wands Dante turned to Draco grinning, "So tell me about this Harry Potter kid."
Draco looked at the shop keeper out of the corner of his eye, he didn't appear to be listening, and shrugged. "There's not much to know, he survived the Killing Curse and defeated Voldemort."
"Your letters made it seem like he was more interesting than that." Dante said waving the first wand, getting no reaction he tossed it aside.
Draco blushed, "Well he's a Gryffindor, friends with the Weasley's and a mudblood. He sticks his nose in other people's business, and is the godfather of a werewolf's kid."
"Sounds friendly," Dante tossed another wand aside, "how much you wanna bet I'll be place in the house of Gryffindor."
Draco smirked, "You suck at bets, I say you'll be placed in Slytherin."
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After finding the right wand and collecting the adults the teens led the way back through the floo to prepare for that evenings meeting with the remaining Death Eater forces. Draco followed Dante to his room after removing the glamour, "You should have your house elves unpack your things while we wait."
"I hate those creepy little things." Dante said throwing himself onto his bed, "I could really go for a pizza right now."
Draco rolled his eyes and pulled Dante's box of books closer to the bed as he lay down as well, "What a shame, looks like you'll be unpacking yourself."
Dante shrugged and watch Draco open a dirty magazine, "I could just get you to do it with that fancy wand of yours."
"As if," Draco mumbled switching magazines.
Dante chuckled and leaned over the side of the bed pulling his guitar case from under it. Tugging the zipper down he released his sword, Rebellion.
"You definitely won't be bringing that to Hogwarts." Draco said picking his way through a redhead spread.
"Why the hell not?"
Draco sighed "Hogwarts is a place of learning, it's got anti-demon wards all over. If I remember correctly, which I do, Rebellion stores all of your families demonic energy." he shrugged and traded magazines again, "It'll never get pass them."
"Well damn." Dante sat Rebellion back into its case just as a house elf popped in.
"It's being time to change!" the elf said bowing until it nose touched the floor.
"Bout damn time" Draco said as the elf set out fresh robes.
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Severus sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. Dressed in his finest robes he stood at the head of the table as his gests filed in. they were all that remained from their Lords ranks. The higher ranked took seats closest to the head of the table leaving the lesser ranked members to argue over the few seats that remained. The werewolves and vampires silently lurked in opposite corners. "What a sad sight, Tom must be rolling in his grave."
Narcissus Malfoy glided to Severus's side, "The whole room can feel your dark mood my dear Severus."
"Good," Severus gently nudged Narcissus back in the direction of her husband, "it's time to begin, we have much to discuss." He said addressing the entirety of the room. He took the seat to the right to the master's chair as Lucius took the seat to the left.
"What could we possibly have to discuss? We've lost!" one of the Rabastan brothers started, "Our lord has fallen."
Lucuis rested his elbows on the table top and folded his hands below his chin, "We may have lost the Battle of Hogwarts, but this war still rages on." Lucius looked over his shoulder, "The persecution of your kind still continues yes?" he asked addressing the remnants of Greyback's pack.
Macnair scoffed, "Then what do you plan to do, take the reins yourself Lucius, or let the half-blood lead us."
Narcissus flipped her hair over her shoulder "So rude."
Severus chuckled, "Our Lord didn't just leave behind some ideals, but an heir as well."
Thorfinn Rowle stood knocking his chair to the floor, "I find that hard to believe! If he truly had an heir why hide it from us?"
"Our lord didn't hide anything from us!" Lucius said challenging Rowle, "You fools just failed to realize it while you had the chance." He said looking to Severus.
"The child was sent away after the first failed attempt at Potter's life."
Augustus Rookwood laughed openly stiffly rising from his seat. "You can't possibly be speaking of your bastard whelp Snape. It was blatantly obvious by his fair hair you crawled into Malfoy's bed between servicing our Lord."
"You doubt our word?" Severus hissed
"I surly won't believe it without proof." Rookwood said looking down on the potions master.
"I really don't like the sound of your voice asshole." Dante said striding into the dining hall with Draco five steps behind.
Rookwood flushed and clutched his wand, "And who in Merlin's name are you?" he asked sneering at Dante and Draco's blood red robes.
Dante grinned, "I'm sure you already know the answer to that question."
"There's no way in hell you're his son."
Dante pulled a sheet of rolled parchment out of his robe sleeve, "Wanna bet." Smirking he tossed the parchment on to the table before Rookwood. Nodding to Draco the two teens sat in their respective places, Dante at the head of the table and Draco between his parents.
Kicking his feet onto the table Dante watched as Rookwood's face turned red to white. "If you're happy now why don't you sit." He looked every remaining Death Eater's in the eye before sighing, "I'll only say this once so listen up. You do anything I don't like, and I'll kill you. I'm in charge now, so you should expect some changes around here."
