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Lucius sighed as he looked through the bars of the wizard prison. A Dementor swept past, bringing the cold with it. He could see all of the other prisoners that had already lost their minds. He would have been one of them if he didn't have his memories.
The memories that were special. They weren't exactly happy, thereffore they couldn't be taken. They were just the better moments in his life. Finding out his arranged marriage wouldn't be completely horrible. Narcissa wasn't as horrible and vain as her namesake.
The birth of his son. His fragile little boy. The son that grew in a time of war under a dictator like father. Lucius never ment for it to turn out that way. He wanted Draco safe. He would have suffered Voldemort's torture for a thousand life times if it meant that Draco and Narcissa could go free.
He was never given that option. He was just a tool. Just like everyone else. So many of the idiots had a choice in following the crazed being that was once a man of flesh and bone. They chose to follow in the shadow of a monster.
There was no happy fairytale ending. His first love, Eona, was killed right infront of him. Voldemort let everyone know he meant business when he removed her vital organs in front of all of them. They laughed. They all laughed as the "mudblood" screamed.
She had called out for him. Her hand reached in the direction she knew pointed towards him. He couldn't move. He wanted to run to her. He wanted to kill every single person that was laughing. He wanted to do so much more than he had ever done. But he didn't.
He couldn't. He stood there and stared until everyone was gone except for Voldemort and himself. "You understand now. Don't you Lucius? This isn't a game. You can't go and hide under the bed to get away from me. I will always watch you. I will see your every move. No movement against me will go unpunished, no debt unpayed.
You will be one of my most valuable servants Lucius." he said and glanced towards Eona's corpse. "She wasn't pretty enough for you anyway child. I know a suitable companion that will work well with you." Voldemort said and gave a snarl-like grin.
Lucius tried not to shiver. Voldemort was a Hell-Spawn. Nothing was right about the almost man. He used people like little plastic soldiers that a chld melts under a microscope. Lucius remember watching Voldemort leave the stone room that day.
Lucius didn't look at Eona's body again. He wanted to remember her as she had been. The way a dimple formed in her left cheek when she smiled. How her laugh changed when she was tired. How warm she was when he held her. That perfect image would have been distroyed by the mangled corpse with limbs thrown akimbo and glassy dead eyes.
Lucius knew his time was coming soon. His son was free now. His wife could be happy. They would have enough money if they needed it. He had provided well for his family. He had made mistakes in the past. He had done horrible deeds to his family, friends, and the many unknowns. He would never truly be clean.
He would receive the Dementor's Kiss. He knew. He understood why. But his wife and child had a chance for a better future. He would never truly be clean, but he hoped this would be enough.
I'm sorry I couldn't change the outcome. I gave myself the job of explaining in my own way why Lucius Malfoy was the way that he was. The ending is not meant to be changed. It is how things turned out and it really shows how selfless he was in the end.
His wife and child's happiness makes the fact that he knows he is dying soon bareable. I would appreciate no flames please.
And if you do flame me, I am sorry that you have issues with fanfictions that nobody is forcing you to read. It sort of makes you look like a bitch-cake when you complain about how something ended when you didn't HAVE to read it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed ever at all. This is the end.
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