Return of the Angel
AN: Alrighties, I'm back! Hehe, and welcome to the sequel of 'Angel For the Malfoys'. I have a few quick announcements to make before commencing with the story.
1) To Cozy and Adien - thanks for your continual support and reviews to my first "actual" fanfic. You helped make it a success and I'm glad you liked it. Hope you enjoy this one as well.
2) Kathryn - to your lovely review on my previous story: I'm not a dimwit. I know Lucius is married. Her name is Narcissa for God's sake, and you know what? I HATE her. Her marital relationship with Lucius in my point of view, sucks. And another thing, this is a FANFIC! It's not supposed to be like the story! Last thing for you, I congratulate on being my first flamer. ^_^
3) This story will have some slash in it. So if you don't like slash.leave. It won't be bad, but there will be some. Again, for now, this story is PG- 13, but I think it should stay around there.
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Chapter 1 Tell Me The Truth
"Father?"
It was Draco, and from the sound of it, he sounded timid and afraid. Lucius sighed from his armchair as he tapped his serpent staff against his hand. "Yes, Draco?" He asked, acknowledging his son's presence. "Y-you have a visitor," Draco stuttered in reply. Lucius lifted an eyebrow and turned to look at his son. "Draco, come here," he said, motioning towards himself.
The son let out a short sigh, but did as he had been told and approached his father slowly. When he was in his father's sight, his father motioned towards his lap making Draco let out a short laugh. "Father, I'm sixteen, I don't sit in laps," he stated. Lucius sighed and stared at his son until Draco sighed and finally moved forward to comply with his father's wish.
He turned his head to meet the eyes of his father, whose head was tilted upward to look at him. "Why do you fear me?" He whispered. Draco was stunned by the question. "Why shouldn't I?" He finally replied with a grin. Lucius snorted. "That's not the answer I seek, Draco," he said slowly.
Draco slowly lost the smirk and lost himself in the cold, silver-grey eyes of his father, sitting beneath two dark eyebrows. Draco flashed a nervous smile. "Father, you know you're an intimidating man," he purred innocently. Lucius couldn't hide his smile and he chuckled.
Draco stood up at his father's beckoning and his father followed. "Now, who is here to see me?" Lucius asked. "Professor Snape," came the reply. Lucius snorted again. "Draco, you've known the man since you were a child; the title is unnecessary," he said. Draco shrugged in reply. "He's waiting. Lucius nodded and turned to leave, but pause.
"Where is your mother?" He asked. Draco shrugged in reply.
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It was Christmas vacation for the students at Hogwarts, and Severus Snape was normally one of the teachers that stayed during the season, mostly to torture Harry Potter. This Christmas, however, he found himself on his way to the Malfoy Manor.
Lucius had left Hogwarts on the second week of the school year, not telling anyone that he was leaving, and when Severus had found out, he had been disappointed. So now, Severus stood in the foyer of the luxurious Malfoy home, waiting for Lucius to show.
He didn't have to wait long.
Moments later, Lucius Malfoy could be seen walking down the white marble steps from the upper levels of the home: chin held high, hair tied back loosely with a ribbon, staff in left hand. Severus watched him as he entered, remaining still until Lucius was in front of him.
"Severus." he purred, his voice still holding an icy tone, "what brings you here? You never take Christmas off." Severus snorted. "Didn't realize you had noticed, Lucius," he replied, his voice surprisingly harsh. Lucius' eyes narrowed as he stared up at the tall dark figured before him.
"Well," he said, "why don't we go and sit down?" Severus hesitated before accepting the sudden invitation, walking back upstairs with Lucius to his own chambers. They entered the room, sitting down on the lovely black leather couch. Severus opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a feminine voice.
"Lucy." a voice purred.
Both Lucius and Severus looked towards the doorway to see Narcissa slowly making her way into the room. Severus noted that she was dressed quite differently than normal, for she was clad in a thin white robe with billowing sleeves; very unlike her. 'She actually looks good for once,' he thought, unable to hide a smile.
Narcissa was an attractive woman, indeed she was, but she dressed like a slut most of the time, making her so unattractive in Severus' point of view.
"What is it?" Lucius asked, agitation in his tone. Narcissa slid across the room, much like a cat as she approached the two men.
"I'm planning to have some guests over for Christmas, dear," she said, and then looked at Severus for the first time as Lucius answered her. "Nothing different than usual," he muttered. Narcissa smiled and looked at Severus again. "Severus!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around the Potions Master.
Severus grinned rather mockingly at her as she pulled away. "Are you staying for our Christmas.'celebration'?" She asked. Severus let out a short laugh. "I suppose," he replied. Narcissa grinned as she tossed her blonde hair behind her head, turning and leaving the room.
Lucius and Severus looked at each other at the same time and rolled their eyes simultaneously. Lucius, however, began to toy with his staff in the silence that followed, sliding it through his hands. "Why are you here, Severus?" He asked. Severus sighed before responding, hesitating to answer.
"Well, you left rather abruptly after those.events," he began, "and after giving me an interesting parting gift." he finished sarcastically, however, he noticed Lucius' visibly blush.
"Yes, well." the blonde stuttered. Severus turned to look at the man next to him. "Were you serious?" He asked. "About what you said to me?" There was a pause before any reply was made. Lucius slowly turned his eyes towards Severus. "Yes." he replied softly. "Yes, I was."
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AN: Was it all right? Heh, I'm sorry.it's been awhile.
AN: Alrighties, I'm back! Hehe, and welcome to the sequel of 'Angel For the Malfoys'. I have a few quick announcements to make before commencing with the story.
1) To Cozy and Adien - thanks for your continual support and reviews to my first "actual" fanfic. You helped make it a success and I'm glad you liked it. Hope you enjoy this one as well.
2) Kathryn - to your lovely review on my previous story: I'm not a dimwit. I know Lucius is married. Her name is Narcissa for God's sake, and you know what? I HATE her. Her marital relationship with Lucius in my point of view, sucks. And another thing, this is a FANFIC! It's not supposed to be like the story! Last thing for you, I congratulate on being my first flamer. ^_^
3) This story will have some slash in it. So if you don't like slash.leave. It won't be bad, but there will be some. Again, for now, this story is PG- 13, but I think it should stay around there.
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Chapter 1 Tell Me The Truth
"Father?"
It was Draco, and from the sound of it, he sounded timid and afraid. Lucius sighed from his armchair as he tapped his serpent staff against his hand. "Yes, Draco?" He asked, acknowledging his son's presence. "Y-you have a visitor," Draco stuttered in reply. Lucius lifted an eyebrow and turned to look at his son. "Draco, come here," he said, motioning towards himself.
The son let out a short sigh, but did as he had been told and approached his father slowly. When he was in his father's sight, his father motioned towards his lap making Draco let out a short laugh. "Father, I'm sixteen, I don't sit in laps," he stated. Lucius sighed and stared at his son until Draco sighed and finally moved forward to comply with his father's wish.
He turned his head to meet the eyes of his father, whose head was tilted upward to look at him. "Why do you fear me?" He whispered. Draco was stunned by the question. "Why shouldn't I?" He finally replied with a grin. Lucius snorted. "That's not the answer I seek, Draco," he said slowly.
Draco slowly lost the smirk and lost himself in the cold, silver-grey eyes of his father, sitting beneath two dark eyebrows. Draco flashed a nervous smile. "Father, you know you're an intimidating man," he purred innocently. Lucius couldn't hide his smile and he chuckled.
Draco stood up at his father's beckoning and his father followed. "Now, who is here to see me?" Lucius asked. "Professor Snape," came the reply. Lucius snorted again. "Draco, you've known the man since you were a child; the title is unnecessary," he said. Draco shrugged in reply. "He's waiting. Lucius nodded and turned to leave, but pause.
"Where is your mother?" He asked. Draco shrugged in reply.
~*~*~*~
It was Christmas vacation for the students at Hogwarts, and Severus Snape was normally one of the teachers that stayed during the season, mostly to torture Harry Potter. This Christmas, however, he found himself on his way to the Malfoy Manor.
Lucius had left Hogwarts on the second week of the school year, not telling anyone that he was leaving, and when Severus had found out, he had been disappointed. So now, Severus stood in the foyer of the luxurious Malfoy home, waiting for Lucius to show.
He didn't have to wait long.
Moments later, Lucius Malfoy could be seen walking down the white marble steps from the upper levels of the home: chin held high, hair tied back loosely with a ribbon, staff in left hand. Severus watched him as he entered, remaining still until Lucius was in front of him.
"Severus." he purred, his voice still holding an icy tone, "what brings you here? You never take Christmas off." Severus snorted. "Didn't realize you had noticed, Lucius," he replied, his voice surprisingly harsh. Lucius' eyes narrowed as he stared up at the tall dark figured before him.
"Well," he said, "why don't we go and sit down?" Severus hesitated before accepting the sudden invitation, walking back upstairs with Lucius to his own chambers. They entered the room, sitting down on the lovely black leather couch. Severus opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a feminine voice.
"Lucy." a voice purred.
Both Lucius and Severus looked towards the doorway to see Narcissa slowly making her way into the room. Severus noted that she was dressed quite differently than normal, for she was clad in a thin white robe with billowing sleeves; very unlike her. 'She actually looks good for once,' he thought, unable to hide a smile.
Narcissa was an attractive woman, indeed she was, but she dressed like a slut most of the time, making her so unattractive in Severus' point of view.
"What is it?" Lucius asked, agitation in his tone. Narcissa slid across the room, much like a cat as she approached the two men.
"I'm planning to have some guests over for Christmas, dear," she said, and then looked at Severus for the first time as Lucius answered her. "Nothing different than usual," he muttered. Narcissa smiled and looked at Severus again. "Severus!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around the Potions Master.
Severus grinned rather mockingly at her as she pulled away. "Are you staying for our Christmas.'celebration'?" She asked. Severus let out a short laugh. "I suppose," he replied. Narcissa grinned as she tossed her blonde hair behind her head, turning and leaving the room.
Lucius and Severus looked at each other at the same time and rolled their eyes simultaneously. Lucius, however, began to toy with his staff in the silence that followed, sliding it through his hands. "Why are you here, Severus?" He asked. Severus sighed before responding, hesitating to answer.
"Well, you left rather abruptly after those.events," he began, "and after giving me an interesting parting gift." he finished sarcastically, however, he noticed Lucius' visibly blush.
"Yes, well." the blonde stuttered. Severus turned to look at the man next to him. "Were you serious?" He asked. "About what you said to me?" There was a pause before any reply was made. Lucius slowly turned his eyes towards Severus. "Yes." he replied softly. "Yes, I was."
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AN: Was it all right? Heh, I'm sorry.it's been awhile.