Lucius can't sleep one night, so he goes into his study and writes his memoirs, trying to prove to himself that his life hasn't been pointless... my first HP fic, r/r!
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Lucius M. - Chapters: 4 - Words: 5,708 - Reviews: 7 - Updated: Jun 14, 2003 - Published: Jul 11, 2001 - id: 350904
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Memoirs of a Malfoy
Part One
I woke up early on June 25, my eleventh birthday, and I could smell the house elves cooking breakfast. I quickly jumped out of my bed, threw on my robes, and brushed my teeth. I would've ran down the stairs as well, but my fourteen year old brother, Gabriel, was in the way. "Lucius! Slow down. You'll wake mother. She's still asleep." I stuck out my tounge at him. "Come, Lucius. I believe there's something for you in my room." I followed Gabriel to his room, and he held up his hand. "Wait right here." he said, his eyes twinkling. The next thing I knew, he came back out with a tiny Tawney Owl. "He's just a baby, but by the time you get into school, he'll be big enough to carry letters and anything else of importance."
"Thank You, Gabriel!" I never owned an owl before. I never really had the need for one before now, though. "What will you name him, Lucius?" "Ursa." I exclaimed. "Like the bear?" "Yup." He smiled. "I'm ravenous. Let's go eat." Gabriel and I bounded down the stairs to be greated by one of our house elves, Pace. "Good Morning, Masters. Pace has been sent to give this to Master Gabriel." Gabriel nodded to Pace. "Thank You." he answered. A small letter had came for Gabriel with his school supplies list.
We made our way into the dinning room to find our father reading the Daily Prophet. "Good Morning, Father." Gabriel called out. "Morning, Father." I pipped up. My father, Andros Malfoy, smiled at us. "Good morning, boys. Happy Birthday, Lucius!" I remembered the warmth in his eyes. Something I seldom show my son. My father handed me a small package. "This is for you." I slowly opened it and it was a pocket watch, Gabriel had one from Grandfather Malfoy. "This watch belonged to your great grandfather." It was an ancient watch, but it was still working and it was beautiful. I never owned anything so valuable.
"Thank you father..." I remembered whispering. "I see you like it, son." I looked, up to his silver eyes and smiled. "Father, thank you so much. I'll treasure it forever!" And I did. I gave it Draco when he turned eleven too, but it was like a threat. "Treat it right, Draco, or i'll have your hide for it!" What possessed me to say that? I have no idea. Now let me go on.
After breakfast, Gabriel and I practised quiditch. I played seeker and Gabriel was a chaser. During our break, we sat under a tree, drinking pumpkin juice. "Look, an owl!" Gabriel pointed out. I saw the owl swooping down towards where we were. The barn owl dropped a letter on my lap and flew away. "Read it!" Gabriel said. I already knew what it was. It was an acceptence letter to Hogwarts. Gabriel got one almost four years ago. "Dear Mr. Malfoy... I am pleased to inform you that you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry..."
It felt like yesterday when I recieved that letter... I could almost smell the ink and parchment... I remembered the look on my father's face and the joy in my mother's eyes. They were planning to send me to France and go to Beauxbatons Academy if I didn't make Hogwarts. Anyway, I must stop digressing! Back to my story.
The next day we went off to Diagon Alley to buy me and my brother school supplies. "Don't go near, Knockturn Alley." My father warned me. "Or else." I didn't want to find out what "or else" was. I stood in front of a mirror at Madam Malkin's and I kept looking out the window. "All right, dear, you're finished." I paid Madam Malkin and went in search of my parents, but Knockturn Alley was still stuck in my mind. I decided that I would go there for a quick look. If my parent's didn't know about it, then I would be okay. Besides, it didn't look that bad. Boy, was I wrong.
I strolled down Diagon Alley untill it crossed with Kockturn Alley. I made a quick dash down the Alley, and slowed in front of a shop. Dark Magic objects that my father had come across while working for the Ministry were displayed in the window. Hags and Goblins roamed the streets and looked at me. Some wizads snickered at me. I had a feeling they knew I was a Malfoy. I had the classic Malfoy look, blonde hair, pale, and silver eyes. The darkness and the feeling of people watching me in Knockturn Alley scared me, so I ran back towards Diagon Alley. I quickly spotted my brother and went to join him. That was my first experience with dark magic, but certainly not my last.
Three months later, school was about to start. I remembered stepping onto Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. The scarlet train that was going to take all the Hogwarts students to the castle stood still on the tracks, proud of it's new paint job. My had brother ran off with a bunch of fourth year boys and said a rushed good-bye to my parents. It was noisy, girls screaming when they saw a friend they haven't seen all summer, boys calling the names of others across the platform, it was almost chaotic. My father saw me to the train, and I found a compartment with a bunch of boys my age.
"Hullo, I'm Lucius Malfoy." I greeted, my hand stuck out for a hand shake. The boy had black hair a dark eyes. He shook my hand and smiled a bit. "James Potter. And this is Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and...uhh...and" "Peter Petigrew." said a short plump boy. "Sorry, Peter." James mumbled. "What house do you think you'll be in?" Sirius asked. "Slytherin. My whole family was in Slytherin." James, Sirius, and Remus gave each other a look Peter slid into his seat more. I already knew what was coming. I hate when people hear sometimes un-true things about Slytherin. It is probably the most trashed house at the bloody school! "Ummm... well we gotta head down the train, some of my friends are down there..." James said hurridly. "Come on guys. Nice meeting you Malfoy." They ran off, and I could hear snickering from Black, and worried whispers from Petigrew.
That is why I hate the Potter. He didn't even give me a chance. I hate his friends, especially Black, because they followed Potter. They didn't know me. Maybe I would turn out to be a good Slytherin. Who knew? My father did. My mother and my brother as well. But that didn't matter. I told myself that if they didn't want to get to know me, then I wouldn't want to get to know them. Like father, like son, James' boy, Harry, had turned down Draco's hand in friendship as well.
Soon two big lugs came on the train. I introduced myself and left off the part about wanting to be in Slytherin. "Adam Goyle." said the one on the left. "Fred Crabbe." We began talking and I came to realized that they weren't exactly the smartest two people in the world. I soon got them to become my bodyguards, like Draco has their sons as his protectors. I bought some cauldron cakes and other sweets and shared them.
Two girls wandered into our compartment about an hour later. "Hi! I'm Lily Evens." she said happily. "And this is Carey Moore." Lily was really pretty, I remember. She had auburn hair and the most beautiful green eyes ever. "Lucius Malfoy." I answered, transfixed by her beauty. Crabbe and Goyle introduced themselves. The two girls found little intrest in Crabbe and Goyle, but sat down anyway and we began to have a little conversation.
I found out that Lily was a muggle born and Carey was half blood. I didn't care about that back then. The more we talked, I found myself liking Lily more and more. About a half an hour before we were due to arrive at the school, Carey and Lily excused themselves to change into their robes. With a quick good-bye, and well wishes, they left.
Once we got to the station, the mass chaos had ensued yet again. Owls were hooting, cats hissing, and loud chatter of students. "First years over here!" came a deep gruff voice. I turned to see a big man with tangled black hair and beetle like eyes. I learned from an older student that he was Rubeus Hagrid, the grounds keeper. Crabbe and Goyle followed him and a bunch of other first years. Goyle spotted Lily and Carey and they spotted us. We said hello once again and followed Hagrid.
Hagird led us all into boats and said something about that it was a tradition that the first years arrive in them. We soon found oursleves looking straight ahead towards the Hogwarts castle. We all disembarked and walked towards the enternce. The other students were no where to be seen. Hagrid knocked three times on the giant doors. A wizard came out and smiled at us all. "Thank you Hagrid, I will take over from here. I am Professor Armando Dippet, the deputy headmaster. Welcome to Hogwarts. You will be soon heading into the Great Hall, to be sorted, as soon as the school settles down a bit." A few minutes later, he motioned to us to follow him into the Great Hall. We walked by the tables where the students of the four houses sat. The traditional cat-calls, and other words were thrown about.
The teachers sat up front, the Headmistress sat at the very middle. An old witch she was, with gray hair, and a button nose. Blue eyes twinkled underneath her hat, as she watched us arrange ourselves into a disorginized line. A stool was carried in with a raggy old hat on it. The Great Hall beacame silent, as if it were waiting for the hat to do something. The brim ripped open and began to sing a song about the houses.
I can't quite remember what it sang, since it was so many years ago, and the hat makes up something new each year. Soon the sorting began. Crabbe was sorted into Slytherin. Cheers errupted from the Slytherin table. A few more people went then it was Lily. She was sorted into Gryffindor, and my heart sank. I was determined to still be her friend though. Goyle was sorted into Slytherin. Soon it was my turn. I put on the hat. Not knowing what to expect, I heard a voice. "Hmmm... brave...but cunning! You're very bright as well, Mr. Malfoy. Gryffindor is not your sort, nor is Ravenclaw. You're too brave for Hufflepuff, so I'll place you in Slytherin!" I smiled and placed the hat back on the stool. Cheers and congratulations were shouted at me from halfway across the Great Hall. Carey was sorted into Ravenclaw. Potter, Black, Lupin, and Petigrew (I have no idea how) all ended up in Gryffindor.
I sat down next to my brother, and watched the rest of the sorting. Two new Slytherins were sorted, Lacey Nelson and Christopher Niles. We sat through a bunch of Hufflepuffs, two more Ravenclaws and a Gryffindor before "Russell, Narcissa!" was called. A girl with cornsilk blonde hair and icy blue eyes sat on the stool, and placed the hat on her head. "Slytherin!" it cried. As she walked toward the table, and bunch of boys turned their heads and started to talk to her. She rolled her eyes and kept walking.
I saw Lacey motion Narcissa to sit by her and a bunch of other girls and she did, just as Severus Snape was sorted into our house. I looked across the Great Hall, and saw Lily talking with Potter and his friends. I was starting to wish that I was in Gryffindor, even though Potter and his fan club was there. Or maybe Lily would have been sorted into Slytherin... "Isn't that Narcissa pretty?" I heard Goyle mumble to Crabbe and me, intrupting my thoughts. Goyle grunted an answer, and I didn't say anything. I was too busy thinking about Lily. The headmistress made a speech that I didn't hear and then told us to eat. After the banquet, we were sent to our Common Rooms, led by the Prefects.
That night, all I could think about was Lily Evens. I couldn't sleep and I wandered out of my room that I shared with Goyle, Crabbe, Severus Snape, and Andrew Parkinson, into the Common Room. There was Narcissa, reading a book. "Hullo." I said. She looked up and smiled. "Hullo. I'm Narcissa Russell." We talked a little bit, and found Narcissa was very interesting, but not like Lily. I discovered Narcissa was very beautiful and very intellegent. Maybe even Head Girl material.
The next several months were absolutely monotonous. My friends and I had become very popular with the Slytherins and so had Narcissa and her friends. I still had feelings for Lily by the time autumn came to a close. We had Potions and flying lessons with the Gryffindors, but I barely had time to talk to Lily, who was constantly surrounded by James Potter and his gang. Soon Christmas was approaching. I secretly bought Lily a gift, which I can't quite remember. I find that this happens a lot. My memory isn't exactly what it used to be.
Spring had come and gone, and I had made top marks in my house. Lily Evens and James Potter made top marks in our year. It was already clear who would be head boy and head girl when our time had come, but I'll get to that later. Narcissa was crushed, when she found out she ranked second with the girls in our year. Lily still had my heart, and rumour had it that Narcissa had a crush on me, which was flattering. Soon, my first year was over. I had made plans to meet with my friends, Crabbe, Goyle, Severus, and Andrew during the summer. School went on like this until the middle of my fourth year which I will get to as soon as I find more ink...
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Author's Note: Hey ppl. I hope you liked it. ahh yes, another repost! I am still alive... i had to change some things so it could work with the next part I'm writing, and should be out the end of this month or early next month, depending on my evil teachers =\... so0o0o0o look out for it! thanks for all those who reviewed!!!! Green_Pig: Gabriel is Lucius's older brother, who one day will be great, but something happens... Lucius is Draco's father...I tried to space it, buh somehow it didn't up load right...is it oki now? Ayla Pascal: Thanks for the advice, I'll see if I can get inspired somehow to make it descriptive... my mind's eye is going blind! ::sobz:: To Ron, Anonymous, and Marg... thanks =D
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