Chapter One ~ Diagon Alley
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Lucius Malfoy walked down the center of Diagon Alley. Strolling along, glaring at every witch and wizard that crossed his path. Lucius was more dangerous than imaginable. His skills in witchcraft was amazing. What was worse was his skill to overpower those who thought of the impossible.
Noticing The Leaky Cauldron not to far from view, Lucius decided to go in and have a drink.
He came in and seen the bartender, Tom, behind the wooden counter of the pub. Hardly anyone Lucius knew was around. He went up to Tom. His stare almost hypnotic. He asked him for a Mulled Mead drink. Tom not really interested in Lucius' long glare, nodded and handed him a tall glass.
Soon after finishing it, someone familiar came in the pub. Professor Severus Snape. His long Black Robes and Cloaks swept from behind him, his hands swayed back and forth. His nose, scrunched up tightly as if he had just smelt something really bad. His eyes were their normal, black, cold self. Empty inside and out. Snape and Lucius made eye contact as he walked over to Malfoy.
"Surprize seeing you here, Lucius," replied Snape coldly. Lucius gave a smirk. "Have you gotten the Dark Arts job yet, Severus? I heard Dumbledore has an opening for it."
"No," he said, even more coldly. "Professor Lockhart has been given the job... once again"
"How? I thought his memory was gone... wiped out..."
"Apparently not. He's gotten it all back and now is on full alert to make a fool of himself...once again..."
Lucius gave a small, uncaring grin. "I see."
Severus' eyes searched Lucius' expression. His black, shoulder-legth hair hanging around his face, giving him a more shallow appearance. "Are tonight's plans still in effect?" he asked him.
Lucius' chin raised up in the air as he gave a sharp nodd.
"Yes, Severus -- that is if you can keep Lockhart off your mind for a least one moment..."
Snape's lips curled back at his remark. "As if you don't have any problems..."
"I do -- Yes, but that's none of your concern...now is it?"
Severus began to grind his teeth hard. His eyes filled with hate. "Just show up tonight...or else..."
He spun around, his robes and cloaks following him and he walked out of the Pub. Lucius, still smiling, watched through the window until Snape and his shadow disappeared.
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Lucius Malfoy walked down the center of Diagon Alley. Strolling along, glaring at every witch and wizard that crossed his path. Lucius was more dangerous than imaginable. His skills in witchcraft was amazing. What was worse was his skill to overpower those who thought of the impossible.
Noticing The Leaky Cauldron not to far from view, Lucius decided to go in and have a drink.
He came in and seen the bartender, Tom, behind the wooden counter of the pub. Hardly anyone Lucius knew was around. He went up to Tom. His stare almost hypnotic. He asked him for a Mulled Mead drink. Tom not really interested in Lucius' long glare, nodded and handed him a tall glass.
Soon after finishing it, someone familiar came in the pub. Professor Severus Snape. His long Black Robes and Cloaks swept from behind him, his hands swayed back and forth. His nose, scrunched up tightly as if he had just smelt something really bad. His eyes were their normal, black, cold self. Empty inside and out. Snape and Lucius made eye contact as he walked over to Malfoy.
"Surprize seeing you here, Lucius," replied Snape coldly. Lucius gave a smirk. "Have you gotten the Dark Arts job yet, Severus? I heard Dumbledore has an opening for it."
"No," he said, even more coldly. "Professor Lockhart has been given the job... once again"
"How? I thought his memory was gone... wiped out..."
"Apparently not. He's gotten it all back and now is on full alert to make a fool of himself...once again..."
Lucius gave a small, uncaring grin. "I see."
Severus' eyes searched Lucius' expression. His black, shoulder-legth hair hanging around his face, giving him a more shallow appearance. "Are tonight's plans still in effect?" he asked him.
Lucius' chin raised up in the air as he gave a sharp nodd.
"Yes, Severus -- that is if you can keep Lockhart off your mind for a least one moment..."
Snape's lips curled back at his remark. "As if you don't have any problems..."
"I do -- Yes, but that's none of your concern...now is it?"
Severus began to grind his teeth hard. His eyes filled with hate. "Just show up tonight...or else..."
He spun around, his robes and cloaks following him and he walked out of the Pub. Lucius, still smiling, watched through the window until Snape and his shadow disappeared.
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