a/n- Thanks to everyone who reviewed my last chapter and the story as a
whole and a big thanks to all of the people who have said that they would
be my beta-reader. Here is the next chapter and I hope that it explains
EVERYTHING!
Chapter 23
"Lucius," Narcissa said, storming into the dark room which occupied her husband and a few other random Death Eaters, "What did you call me back for? What about the plan?" "I do not know what you are talking about, Narcissa." he said calmly. Through the pale light, she could see that he was sitting in a chair, two Death Eaters around his high backed chair for reasons unknown. "Don't toy with me. We had a plan. About this whole summer. The set up, the revival." "Revival, sweet wife?" "The revival of Draco's wanting to join us again. To follow our family line and be free and respected and honoured! Just this evening I saw him, practically snogging the Mudblood girl, he had her out on a dinner date. He bought her a dress. A fancy dress with trimmings and Voldemort knows what else could have happened." "Was this not what our plan was for?" "No! It was to make Draco keep her away from our family yet get her close enough to our son that she falls for him and then when he revives his faith, she falls to bits, realizing she can't get everything and that she is a lowly Mudblood." (Sorry if that was confusing) "Is our Dragon (Draco) not supposed to fall for her?" "Oh stop being a git. You were the one who made up this plan. Or were you to drunk to remember." Narcissa snapped, taking a seat acrossed from Lucius. "Dear, dear, dear wife. I was simply playing with your head. I am outraged at Draco's behavior. But I am ashamed of your's. You should have owled me right away, not letting Dragon have the time to write a letter, making it hidden yet obvious of the goings-on." "He was the one who made you call me back? But that wasn't part of the plan. You were sup-" "He did not tell me what was going on. He simply stated that there were some unpleasant going ons, I figured it was my time to cut in. I am well aware of the plan now I suggest that you watch your lip." "I'm sorry." Narcissa said, surprised of the rising tone of her husbands voice. "Are you sure that the Mudblood thinks you do not care any more of our sons affections with her?" "I fed her a rubbish story and all seems well." "Tea, love?"
~~~~~~~~~~~ "Is everything in order?" "Yes, master." Lucius said, bowing low and kissing Voldemorts robe hems. "And your son, is he prepared to join us?" "I believe he may be, master." "I don't need a maybe, I need a guarantee." "He will be ready." "I'm glad the Dragon will be a part of our brilliant plan." "I am, too, sir." "I can sense that you want to tell me something." "N-no, sir." "You stuttered. Do you wish to defy your Lord and your side of magic?" "No, master." "Then speak." "It's my son, master." Voldemorts mouth curled into an evil grin. "No trouble, I hope. He is a precious part of our glorious plan." "I-I-I know sir, I know. It's just that....." "Yes?" "Well, he kind of fell in love with the Muggle girl." Voldemorts red eyes flashed dangerously. "He what?" "He..." "I heard you the first time. You had better do something to change his mind or your family will be pushing up dirt for the rest of your afterlives." "I'll be on it, master." "No. I have a plan." "Yes, sir?" "Send in our secret weapons and we'll take it from there." "Yes, sir. Right away, sir." "Good. He must stay on our side so that we can at least get the girl. After that, if he continues to disobey, we'll have a back-up." "Yes, master." "Good. Good. We'll get what we want." "And my son won't stand in the way." "He had better not, or you will see the end of spikes." "Yes sir." Lucius stuttered, turning quickly and walking away. He paced quickly down the hall, his shoes clattering loudly with each step. He turned, and turned again. Down flights and flights of stairs, he finally made it to the room he wanted. "Narcissa, we need to call in the Final Four." "Are you sure? Has the Dark Lord said so?" "I have just seen him." "The Final Four? Is he positive that this is the right time? What about the consequences/ What if Draco stands in the way?" "Then Draco gets what he deserves for trying to change our destinies." Narcissa nodded mutely and Apparated as Lucius went to announce the new plans.
a/n- i know it is short and there wasn't any Draco or Hermione actually talking in here but I needed to get this chapter done.
Chapter 23
"Lucius," Narcissa said, storming into the dark room which occupied her husband and a few other random Death Eaters, "What did you call me back for? What about the plan?" "I do not know what you are talking about, Narcissa." he said calmly. Through the pale light, she could see that he was sitting in a chair, two Death Eaters around his high backed chair for reasons unknown. "Don't toy with me. We had a plan. About this whole summer. The set up, the revival." "Revival, sweet wife?" "The revival of Draco's wanting to join us again. To follow our family line and be free and respected and honoured! Just this evening I saw him, practically snogging the Mudblood girl, he had her out on a dinner date. He bought her a dress. A fancy dress with trimmings and Voldemort knows what else could have happened." "Was this not what our plan was for?" "No! It was to make Draco keep her away from our family yet get her close enough to our son that she falls for him and then when he revives his faith, she falls to bits, realizing she can't get everything and that she is a lowly Mudblood." (Sorry if that was confusing) "Is our Dragon (Draco) not supposed to fall for her?" "Oh stop being a git. You were the one who made up this plan. Or were you to drunk to remember." Narcissa snapped, taking a seat acrossed from Lucius. "Dear, dear, dear wife. I was simply playing with your head. I am outraged at Draco's behavior. But I am ashamed of your's. You should have owled me right away, not letting Dragon have the time to write a letter, making it hidden yet obvious of the goings-on." "He was the one who made you call me back? But that wasn't part of the plan. You were sup-" "He did not tell me what was going on. He simply stated that there were some unpleasant going ons, I figured it was my time to cut in. I am well aware of the plan now I suggest that you watch your lip." "I'm sorry." Narcissa said, surprised of the rising tone of her husbands voice. "Are you sure that the Mudblood thinks you do not care any more of our sons affections with her?" "I fed her a rubbish story and all seems well." "Tea, love?"
~~~~~~~~~~~ "Is everything in order?" "Yes, master." Lucius said, bowing low and kissing Voldemorts robe hems. "And your son, is he prepared to join us?" "I believe he may be, master." "I don't need a maybe, I need a guarantee." "He will be ready." "I'm glad the Dragon will be a part of our brilliant plan." "I am, too, sir." "I can sense that you want to tell me something." "N-no, sir." "You stuttered. Do you wish to defy your Lord and your side of magic?" "No, master." "Then speak." "It's my son, master." Voldemorts mouth curled into an evil grin. "No trouble, I hope. He is a precious part of our glorious plan." "I-I-I know sir, I know. It's just that....." "Yes?" "Well, he kind of fell in love with the Muggle girl." Voldemorts red eyes flashed dangerously. "He what?" "He..." "I heard you the first time. You had better do something to change his mind or your family will be pushing up dirt for the rest of your afterlives." "I'll be on it, master." "No. I have a plan." "Yes, sir?" "Send in our secret weapons and we'll take it from there." "Yes, sir. Right away, sir." "Good. He must stay on our side so that we can at least get the girl. After that, if he continues to disobey, we'll have a back-up." "Yes, master." "Good. Good. We'll get what we want." "And my son won't stand in the way." "He had better not, or you will see the end of spikes." "Yes sir." Lucius stuttered, turning quickly and walking away. He paced quickly down the hall, his shoes clattering loudly with each step. He turned, and turned again. Down flights and flights of stairs, he finally made it to the room he wanted. "Narcissa, we need to call in the Final Four." "Are you sure? Has the Dark Lord said so?" "I have just seen him." "The Final Four? Is he positive that this is the right time? What about the consequences/ What if Draco stands in the way?" "Then Draco gets what he deserves for trying to change our destinies." Narcissa nodded mutely and Apparated as Lucius went to announce the new plans.
a/n- i know it is short and there wasn't any Draco or Hermione actually talking in here but I needed to get this chapter done.
