Writing Club

Disney Challenge - Iago - "Sheesh, where'd you dig this bozo up?"

Book Club - Lloyd Henreid - (character) Lucius Malfoy, (setting) Azkaban, (word) trust

Showtime - No One Mourns the Wicked - (dialogue) "Take it away."

Other Challenges

Play More Cards - Solitaire - Write about someone who wants to be alone

Insane House - 185. Location - Azkaban


Lucius doesn't like Azkaban.

No one does.

It's a fact he had just recently learned. The grimy cell floors, the broken chair, and overall, the general chill of the air, the dementors lurking just outside his window. He's cold day and night, and miserably cooped up.

(Basically, he's experiencing the opposite of what his luxurious life had provided him.)

At least Narcissa and Draco were at home, perhaps plotting a way to earn back the Dark Lord's trust. Or maybe Draco is sharpening up his dueling skills; he will need them soon, Lucius thought.

(But he is not there to help him. His wife and son are vulnerable without him. He is essential to their protection.)


Lucius gets a cellmate, or in other words, someone else who has to share his dingy, cramped cell with him.

It's a mousy teenager, probably thrown in for accidental magic or something minor. At the most, he'll be here for a few months, just as a little scare, and then he will leave.

His name was Alexander and he was home-schooled. He was a half-blood with a Muggle mother and a magical father. He was also very chatty, talking nonstop about his life and his family.

Lucius tuned out his nonsensical babbling, content to wallow in his misery. He almost snapped at the youngster more than once, but the fool kept chattering away.

(He didn't even stop for food, talking with stale porridge in his mouth. The sight was disgusting.)

"Will you be quiet?" he snapped one evening, fed up with the baboon's prattling.

His complaint fell on deaf ears. "But I haven't told you about the time my father and my uncle got into a duel!" he exclaimed excitedly.

Lucius sighed.

(When a guard gave them dinner, Lucius muttered, "Sheesh, where'd you dig this bozo up?" and the guard just shrugged.)


"Bring him to me," the Dark Lord commanded, and Lucius obeyed, dragging the prisoner to his master's feet.

"Remove the gag."

Lucius forcefully removed the gag and the man gasped for air. "Finally!" he rasped.

Lucius froze. He would recognize that voice from a thousand.

"Take it away, Dolohov," he ordered the man on the rightmost wall. The man slunk forward and raised his wand, crying, "Crucio!"

And Lucius watched as Alexander's mouth opened in a wail.


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