Ch 10
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Lucius paced around his study nervously. He had received a letter from Snape about Draco over Christmas. He'd had no idea that it was that bad. That had been three weeks ago and the two men had been exchanging letters since. Snape had even come for a visit for a few days. Thank God Narcessa hadn't been around, then again she never was. She wasn't home now either, out visiting a "friend". ~ I'm sick not stupid. ~ Lucius thought and pounded his desk. This action brought on a coughing fit. Lucius grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down. He than sat shakily and thought about his good friend. He and Snape hadn't even really spoken to each other for years before this. Not since Lucy died. Lucius had been one of the people who had really ever known of Snape's sister, Snape had trusted him that much at least. He chuckled. It had always seemed like Snape had never really trusted anybody, he'd just sort of prowled around till Lucius had asked him to be a part of his little gang. He shook his head. They'd all acted like the most arrogant S.O.Bs on the face of the earth. No wonder Potter had hated them. Ah Hogwarts. Those were some good times, before he got mixed up with Narcessa that is. After Lucy died Snape had been even more distant than before, Lucius had let him be. Sometimes it was just better to do that with some people especially Snape.
Soon after they booth became Death Eaters. He shivered at the memory. Down a dark corridor, into a wide drafty room. It had been dark; the only light had been from flickering torches on cold unforgiving stone. Shadows played on the walls, people or different he wasn't sure and he really didn't want to be sure. He knew that there had been people there; Narcessa had been one of them, lining the walls. Hooded and stiff, almost like some sick version a child's wooden toy. Then in the middle of the room he sat, a large snake curled around his ankles. A man next to him a given a small cry when Lord Voldamort had stood abruptly and a green flame had shot up. Lucius hadn't been impressed; Muggles could make flames appear if they wished. One day his pride was really going to get him killed.
"Who thinks themselves worthy?" HE asked as HE looked at them, Lucius, Snape and two others. "Do you realize that you will serve only me; not your family and not your friends, but me. You will come when called even after death if necessary."
~Oh how scary. ~ Lucius had thought before he could have stopped himself. Yes, pride was definitely going to get him killed. The Dark Lord smiled and Lucius wondered if he could hear his thoughts. He hissed at the snake. It slowly slithered over to them then got up and stared each one down. It looked its golden eyes with Lucius and he felt his spin stiffen. All he suddenly wanted to do was blink and ran out, but he wasn't. He was Lucius Malfoy, damnit! He felt the sweat poring down his back, his eyes burned and his heart was pounding. He didn't blink. The snake moved on down the row. Lucius relaxed, the calf of his leg had started to cramp and he wanted to rub it but didn't. He stayed still, listening. Suddenly the snake hissed and Lucius heard the man next to him scream. He than heard footfall and then a thud. He didn't need to turn to know what had happened. He had heard the snake strike and the other screams; those screams still haunted his dreams. Voldamort was beaming; his face was that of a man who would be extremely handsome if it hadn't become so twisted and evil. Perhaps he still was, naw.
"There are always stragglers, no matter. You always get them don't you my preciousssssssssssss." Lucius couldn't help but shiver. "Now those who remain come forward so that all can know that you are damned to me." Snape and the other did as told; Lucius had stared at the floor. That running idea was starting to sound really good right about then, but being eaten by the snake didn't. He took a deep breath and kneeled before the Dark Lord. No turning back now. "Get up you maggot!" He commanded. Lucius did as he was told. He'd play dog for now if it meant that he could get out. "Show me your left arm." Lucius rolled up his sleeve. "Put your arm into the fire." Fire, he'd forgotten about the fire. He looked up for the fist time, gray eyes wide with shock. The Dark Lord sneered and Lucius saw the snake rearing out of the corner of his eye. He thrust his arm into the fire, anything to keep the snake away. He stared into the green fire and moved his arm; it didn't burn. It didn't burn. In fact it was cold, freezing even. He felt like a piece of ice was being pushed through his veins, to his bone, his blood was frozen! He was freezing and he was all alone. Why had they all left him?
~ Get me out of here. It's so cold; won't someone please get me out? ~ His mind was screaming. He felt someone pulling him; they were saving him. Lucius blinked up at Voldamort. He was so grateful to be out of the cold that he would do anything for Voldamort at that moment, after all Voldamort had been the one to save him from the cold, green fire. He would give up anything for the Dark Lord right then and Voldamort knew it. He threw back his head and cackled.
Lucius shivered in his office and looked at his arm, that's how he'd gotten his mark. He jumped at a sound from the window. He smiled and let in Snape's owl, Helios. Lucius stocked his head as he untied the note.
"Dear Lucius,
It's Snape (~ Ah, Snape's so articulate. ~ Lucius couldn't help but think.)
Draco's doing very nicely. I think we're out of the woods now. He spends most of his time with his two new friends, two girls. One's a Ravencalw but quite a firecracker. I'll keep you posted but as I said, they've done him a world of good.
Sincerely,
Siverus Snape"
Lucius smiled.
"Two girls?"
Disclaimer: Yes I own them all and there's no chance in Hades that J.K Rowling will get them back, BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Ok no not really but I can dream can't I? Sorry it took so long to post again, and the other Ch 10 & 11, they weren't the right ones. * Looks around sheepishly * Well here's the right one so have fun!
Lucius paced around his study nervously. He had received a letter from Snape about Draco over Christmas. He'd had no idea that it was that bad. That had been three weeks ago and the two men had been exchanging letters since. Snape had even come for a visit for a few days. Thank God Narcessa hadn't been around, then again she never was. She wasn't home now either, out visiting a "friend". ~ I'm sick not stupid. ~ Lucius thought and pounded his desk. This action brought on a coughing fit. Lucius grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down. He than sat shakily and thought about his good friend. He and Snape hadn't even really spoken to each other for years before this. Not since Lucy died. Lucius had been one of the people who had really ever known of Snape's sister, Snape had trusted him that much at least. He chuckled. It had always seemed like Snape had never really trusted anybody, he'd just sort of prowled around till Lucius had asked him to be a part of his little gang. He shook his head. They'd all acted like the most arrogant S.O.Bs on the face of the earth. No wonder Potter had hated them. Ah Hogwarts. Those were some good times, before he got mixed up with Narcessa that is. After Lucy died Snape had been even more distant than before, Lucius had let him be. Sometimes it was just better to do that with some people especially Snape.
Soon after they booth became Death Eaters. He shivered at the memory. Down a dark corridor, into a wide drafty room. It had been dark; the only light had been from flickering torches on cold unforgiving stone. Shadows played on the walls, people or different he wasn't sure and he really didn't want to be sure. He knew that there had been people there; Narcessa had been one of them, lining the walls. Hooded and stiff, almost like some sick version a child's wooden toy. Then in the middle of the room he sat, a large snake curled around his ankles. A man next to him a given a small cry when Lord Voldamort had stood abruptly and a green flame had shot up. Lucius hadn't been impressed; Muggles could make flames appear if they wished. One day his pride was really going to get him killed.
"Who thinks themselves worthy?" HE asked as HE looked at them, Lucius, Snape and two others. "Do you realize that you will serve only me; not your family and not your friends, but me. You will come when called even after death if necessary."
~Oh how scary. ~ Lucius had thought before he could have stopped himself. Yes, pride was definitely going to get him killed. The Dark Lord smiled and Lucius wondered if he could hear his thoughts. He hissed at the snake. It slowly slithered over to them then got up and stared each one down. It looked its golden eyes with Lucius and he felt his spin stiffen. All he suddenly wanted to do was blink and ran out, but he wasn't. He was Lucius Malfoy, damnit! He felt the sweat poring down his back, his eyes burned and his heart was pounding. He didn't blink. The snake moved on down the row. Lucius relaxed, the calf of his leg had started to cramp and he wanted to rub it but didn't. He stayed still, listening. Suddenly the snake hissed and Lucius heard the man next to him scream. He than heard footfall and then a thud. He didn't need to turn to know what had happened. He had heard the snake strike and the other screams; those screams still haunted his dreams. Voldamort was beaming; his face was that of a man who would be extremely handsome if it hadn't become so twisted and evil. Perhaps he still was, naw.
"There are always stragglers, no matter. You always get them don't you my preciousssssssssssss." Lucius couldn't help but shiver. "Now those who remain come forward so that all can know that you are damned to me." Snape and the other did as told; Lucius had stared at the floor. That running idea was starting to sound really good right about then, but being eaten by the snake didn't. He took a deep breath and kneeled before the Dark Lord. No turning back now. "Get up you maggot!" He commanded. Lucius did as he was told. He'd play dog for now if it meant that he could get out. "Show me your left arm." Lucius rolled up his sleeve. "Put your arm into the fire." Fire, he'd forgotten about the fire. He looked up for the fist time, gray eyes wide with shock. The Dark Lord sneered and Lucius saw the snake rearing out of the corner of his eye. He thrust his arm into the fire, anything to keep the snake away. He stared into the green fire and moved his arm; it didn't burn. It didn't burn. In fact it was cold, freezing even. He felt like a piece of ice was being pushed through his veins, to his bone, his blood was frozen! He was freezing and he was all alone. Why had they all left him?
~ Get me out of here. It's so cold; won't someone please get me out? ~ His mind was screaming. He felt someone pulling him; they were saving him. Lucius blinked up at Voldamort. He was so grateful to be out of the cold that he would do anything for Voldamort at that moment, after all Voldamort had been the one to save him from the cold, green fire. He would give up anything for the Dark Lord right then and Voldamort knew it. He threw back his head and cackled.
Lucius shivered in his office and looked at his arm, that's how he'd gotten his mark. He jumped at a sound from the window. He smiled and let in Snape's owl, Helios. Lucius stocked his head as he untied the note.
"Dear Lucius,
It's Snape (~ Ah, Snape's so articulate. ~ Lucius couldn't help but think.)
Draco's doing very nicely. I think we're out of the woods now. He spends most of his time with his two new friends, two girls. One's a Ravencalw but quite a firecracker. I'll keep you posted but as I said, they've done him a world of good.
Sincerely,
Siverus Snape"
Lucius smiled.
"Two girls?"