Eh. . . I hate to say this, but this chapter is short. It's just a little
chapter that was needed, but I didn't know where else to put it. ^_~ But
anyhoo. . . I've been home sick for the past couple days, so I've been
writing like mad. If people really like this, I'll try and get it typed up
as soon as I can. ^_~ So far, it's looking to be a good 7 chapters with the
side story in the making as well. Soo, I hope you enjoy it! ^_^
Disclaimer: Not mine, okay? :P All things HP belong to J.K. Rowling and whoever else she sold the rights to. ^_~
The story! :D
Lucius paced around his office, muttering to himself.
"Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy?" A small, quite young maid said, knocking on the large door to his room.
"WHAT?!" He screamed at her, kicking a small wooden side table at the door.
"Your son. . ." She whimpered, "He packed his bags earlier. I think he might have run away." She said, picking up the pieces of the now broken table.
"That's HIS problem," Lucius snarled. "I've got my own problems to deal with."
The maid nodded and rushed out of the room before she got hit by any other flying objects.
Lucius plopped down in a chair and tapped his fingers angrily on the arm rest.
/How can that git choose that daft cow over me? What does -he- have that I don't!/ He fumed. Then he got an idea. A aweful idea. Lucius Malfoy got a maliciously aweful idea.
Grinning to himself, he relaxed in his chair. /This will teach Snape a lesson. No one chooses a brainless twat over Lucius Malfoy./
But first, he needed to make some preparations.
"ISABELL!" He shouted out his door.
He waiting impatiently for a moment until the young maid from before knocked on his door.
"What took you so long?" He snapped.
"I was down in the basement doing laundry." She said softly.
"Well isn't there someone else who should be doing that?" He asked.
"Well. . . I am," she said.
"Ah. Well anyways, I need to find out Gilderoy Lockhart's agenda for tomorrow. And I also need to get in contact with that dragon tamer in Romania, whatever his name is. Can you do that?"
"Yes, right away," She said, whisking off quickly, not wanting to disappoint him.
It was barely ten minutes before she was back again.
"Sorry it took so long. I had trouble locating Mr. Lockhart's agenda," she said.
"It's quite alright. The Romanian dragon tamer?" Lucius asked.
"He'll be here within the next hour."
"Good. The agenda?"
"He has an interview in London tomorrow, followed by a book signing."
"Excellent. Good job, you can leave now," He said, swishing his hand towards the door.
"Yes sir," She said, leaving quickly.
Lucius opened a safe behind the painting above the fireplace and took out a handful of money. He put it in his jacket for later.
About 35 minutes later, the dragon tamer from Romania arrived.
"Ahh. . . Hallo Mr. Malfoy. What is it that I can do for you?" He said with his strong accent.
"I need a couple dragons to be let loose in London tomorrow," Lucius said, offering the man a chair.
"That could be very dangerous," the man said, sitting in the chair.
"I'm aware of that, and that's why I'm willing to pay for it," Lucius said, pulling out the money.
"Ahh, well now, I'm sure we can come to some kind of. . . agreement." The man said, grinning.
Lucius grinned as well, and he continued with his plan.
AN: Aahhh. . . Evil little Lucy-kins! How cute ^.^ *cling to him * Wee. anyone notice my pathetic attempt to pick movie titles that actually fit the chapters? It's especially hard when you don't have a list to choose from. . . If you have better suggestions for any of the chapters (especially #2!) then PLEASE feel free to tell me! ^_^
Disclaimer: Not mine, okay? :P All things HP belong to J.K. Rowling and whoever else she sold the rights to. ^_~
The story! :D
Lucius paced around his office, muttering to himself.
"Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy?" A small, quite young maid said, knocking on the large door to his room.
"WHAT?!" He screamed at her, kicking a small wooden side table at the door.
"Your son. . ." She whimpered, "He packed his bags earlier. I think he might have run away." She said, picking up the pieces of the now broken table.
"That's HIS problem," Lucius snarled. "I've got my own problems to deal with."
The maid nodded and rushed out of the room before she got hit by any other flying objects.
Lucius plopped down in a chair and tapped his fingers angrily on the arm rest.
/How can that git choose that daft cow over me? What does -he- have that I don't!/ He fumed. Then he got an idea. A aweful idea. Lucius Malfoy got a maliciously aweful idea.
Grinning to himself, he relaxed in his chair. /This will teach Snape a lesson. No one chooses a brainless twat over Lucius Malfoy./
But first, he needed to make some preparations.
"ISABELL!" He shouted out his door.
He waiting impatiently for a moment until the young maid from before knocked on his door.
"What took you so long?" He snapped.
"I was down in the basement doing laundry." She said softly.
"Well isn't there someone else who should be doing that?" He asked.
"Well. . . I am," she said.
"Ah. Well anyways, I need to find out Gilderoy Lockhart's agenda for tomorrow. And I also need to get in contact with that dragon tamer in Romania, whatever his name is. Can you do that?"
"Yes, right away," She said, whisking off quickly, not wanting to disappoint him.
It was barely ten minutes before she was back again.
"Sorry it took so long. I had trouble locating Mr. Lockhart's agenda," she said.
"It's quite alright. The Romanian dragon tamer?" Lucius asked.
"He'll be here within the next hour."
"Good. The agenda?"
"He has an interview in London tomorrow, followed by a book signing."
"Excellent. Good job, you can leave now," He said, swishing his hand towards the door.
"Yes sir," She said, leaving quickly.
Lucius opened a safe behind the painting above the fireplace and took out a handful of money. He put it in his jacket for later.
About 35 minutes later, the dragon tamer from Romania arrived.
"Ahh. . . Hallo Mr. Malfoy. What is it that I can do for you?" He said with his strong accent.
"I need a couple dragons to be let loose in London tomorrow," Lucius said, offering the man a chair.
"That could be very dangerous," the man said, sitting in the chair.
"I'm aware of that, and that's why I'm willing to pay for it," Lucius said, pulling out the money.
"Ahh, well now, I'm sure we can come to some kind of. . . agreement." The man said, grinning.
Lucius grinned as well, and he continued with his plan.
AN: Aahhh. . . Evil little Lucy-kins! How cute ^.^ *cling to him * Wee. anyone notice my pathetic attempt to pick movie titles that actually fit the chapters? It's especially hard when you don't have a list to choose from. . . If you have better suggestions for any of the chapters (especially #2!) then PLEASE feel free to tell me! ^_^