Sorry about the wait. ^_^ I had planned to write the rest of it ASAP, but
then. . . I got ideas for other stories, and more stories, and more
chapters for those stories. . . And this ended up down at the bottom of my
list.
But happily, I got some encouraging reviews! Not many, but enough to make me continue. :P
Disclaimers: I do not own anything from HP. But any random people I create are mine! XD
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Lucius paced back and forth across his room. That morning he awoke to a huge bouquet of roses sitting atop the table in front of his bed. He was still frustrated by the fact that he didn't know who was sending the gifts.
He wanted to race off to Hogwarts and search for the person, but he didn't want to lose any of his dignity. Fluttering about over some flowers and love letter wasn't how Malfoy's acted.
Well, not in public at least.
He wanted wait till classes were finished, but he didn't want it to be too late in the day. And he didn't want to have to wait any longer. All this waiting really tested his patience.
Early in the afternoon, someone stopped by to do business, so that distracted him most of the day. But finally, he realized what time it was, and almost hexed himself for forgetting so easily.
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The evening meal was just getting over as Lucius arrived at Hogwarts. It wasn't till he got there that he discovered he had no clue in the world how to find out who sent him the letter.
/Right, I'm just going to start randomly walking up to people saying, "Hello! I've been receiving love letters from someone at Hogwarts, can you please tell me who?" And they're just happily going to 'tra-la-la' over and find the person./
Lucius mentally kicked himself. Why was he getting so worked up over everything? Even if he did find out who it was who sent him the letters, what was he going to do, cheat on his wife?
He then mentally kicked himself harder. /I'm such a daft cow./ He sighed. /I guess I just wanted something to remind me that I'm not -completely- a heartless bastard./
Sorrowfully, he gave up and turned to leave.
"Mmm? What's a full grown Malfoy doing in Hogwarts while classes are in session?" A low voice asked from behind him. "Your son blow up the toilets in the girls washroom again?"
Lucius shook his head. "Not in the mood, Severus. Why don't you go crawl back in your little hole and play with your rats some more."
"Ooohh. . ." Severus cooed mockingly. "Did somebody get stood up on Valentine's Day?"
Lucius gave him a deadly glare. "At least -I- have people who would actually want to be with -me-." He huffed.
Severus turned and started walking away. He sighed and whispered to himself, "Not anymore."
Lucius blinked a couple times as he watched Severus skulk off. His sharp hearing caught Severus's words, but he didn't know what to think of it.
/What. . . how. . . was it Severus?/ He asked himself, baffled. /Severus?/ He asked himself again. He didn't know at all what to think. /How could. . . why?/
Now, he was determined to find out what Severus meant by his comment. He slipped into a desolate hallway. He decided to keep in the shadows until all of Hogwarts settled down for the night.
He made his way through the school, down to the dungeons where Severus usually resided.
A loud crash made him stop abruptly. Further down the hall, he could hear someone cursing and breaking things.
When he got to the end of the hall, he peered into the room. Severus was inside, and by the looks of it, he wasn't too thrilled either. He'd just finished throwing a glass container across the room, which sent it's contents sizzling across the wall. He sat down suddenly and held his head in his hands.
Lucius watched him for a moment. Severus had started scribbling something down on a piece of paper, which he crumpled up and threw behind him. He started scribbling on a new piece of paper.
Stepping back from the doorway, Lucius leaned back against the wall. He couldn't bring himself into going in there. What was he going to say? "Sorry for being a prick earlier, but were you the one sending me love letters?" He laughed at himself. II'm such an idiot./I
He hadn't realized that he actually laughed out loud until he head a chair clank to the ground, followed by foot-steps.
He looked around at the barren hallway. Nowhere to hide. He had no other option. . . He bolted down the hallway and up the stairs as fast as he could, taking the stairs three at a time.
Severus came into the hallway just in time to catch a cloaked figure going up the stairs. It was far too dark for him to decipher any significant characteristics. He stood there baffled for a moment, then went back inside.
At the top of the stairs, Lucius was panting like mad. IWhat an IDIOT!/I He groaned. IThat was just too close. . ./I He sighed again, and headed out. Nothing left he could do here.
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What?! You mean I have to actually write dialogue?! That's preposterous! -_- Yea, sorry about the cheesiness of the conversations. ^_~ You see, I don't talk much. :P And, I'm not a guy, so I don't know how they talk. XP So sue me, I hate dialogue.
This chapter was going to be muuuch longer, but hell, I say that about all my stories! I just -can't- write long chapters. . . But on a better note! I've already got the next chapter started! With that and my friend strangling me to update more, I think it might get put up soon. :P
But happily, I got some encouraging reviews! Not many, but enough to make me continue. :P
Disclaimers: I do not own anything from HP. But any random people I create are mine! XD
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Lucius paced back and forth across his room. That morning he awoke to a huge bouquet of roses sitting atop the table in front of his bed. He was still frustrated by the fact that he didn't know who was sending the gifts.
He wanted to race off to Hogwarts and search for the person, but he didn't want to lose any of his dignity. Fluttering about over some flowers and love letter wasn't how Malfoy's acted.
Well, not in public at least.
He wanted wait till classes were finished, but he didn't want it to be too late in the day. And he didn't want to have to wait any longer. All this waiting really tested his patience.
Early in the afternoon, someone stopped by to do business, so that distracted him most of the day. But finally, he realized what time it was, and almost hexed himself for forgetting so easily.
~
The evening meal was just getting over as Lucius arrived at Hogwarts. It wasn't till he got there that he discovered he had no clue in the world how to find out who sent him the letter.
/Right, I'm just going to start randomly walking up to people saying, "Hello! I've been receiving love letters from someone at Hogwarts, can you please tell me who?" And they're just happily going to 'tra-la-la' over and find the person./
Lucius mentally kicked himself. Why was he getting so worked up over everything? Even if he did find out who it was who sent him the letters, what was he going to do, cheat on his wife?
He then mentally kicked himself harder. /I'm such a daft cow./ He sighed. /I guess I just wanted something to remind me that I'm not -completely- a heartless bastard./
Sorrowfully, he gave up and turned to leave.
"Mmm? What's a full grown Malfoy doing in Hogwarts while classes are in session?" A low voice asked from behind him. "Your son blow up the toilets in the girls washroom again?"
Lucius shook his head. "Not in the mood, Severus. Why don't you go crawl back in your little hole and play with your rats some more."
"Ooohh. . ." Severus cooed mockingly. "Did somebody get stood up on Valentine's Day?"
Lucius gave him a deadly glare. "At least -I- have people who would actually want to be with -me-." He huffed.
Severus turned and started walking away. He sighed and whispered to himself, "Not anymore."
Lucius blinked a couple times as he watched Severus skulk off. His sharp hearing caught Severus's words, but he didn't know what to think of it.
/What. . . how. . . was it Severus?/ He asked himself, baffled. /Severus?/ He asked himself again. He didn't know at all what to think. /How could. . . why?/
Now, he was determined to find out what Severus meant by his comment. He slipped into a desolate hallway. He decided to keep in the shadows until all of Hogwarts settled down for the night.
He made his way through the school, down to the dungeons where Severus usually resided.
A loud crash made him stop abruptly. Further down the hall, he could hear someone cursing and breaking things.
When he got to the end of the hall, he peered into the room. Severus was inside, and by the looks of it, he wasn't too thrilled either. He'd just finished throwing a glass container across the room, which sent it's contents sizzling across the wall. He sat down suddenly and held his head in his hands.
Lucius watched him for a moment. Severus had started scribbling something down on a piece of paper, which he crumpled up and threw behind him. He started scribbling on a new piece of paper.
Stepping back from the doorway, Lucius leaned back against the wall. He couldn't bring himself into going in there. What was he going to say? "Sorry for being a prick earlier, but were you the one sending me love letters?" He laughed at himself. II'm such an idiot./I
He hadn't realized that he actually laughed out loud until he head a chair clank to the ground, followed by foot-steps.
He looked around at the barren hallway. Nowhere to hide. He had no other option. . . He bolted down the hallway and up the stairs as fast as he could, taking the stairs three at a time.
Severus came into the hallway just in time to catch a cloaked figure going up the stairs. It was far too dark for him to decipher any significant characteristics. He stood there baffled for a moment, then went back inside.
At the top of the stairs, Lucius was panting like mad. IWhat an IDIOT!/I He groaned. IThat was just too close. . ./I He sighed again, and headed out. Nothing left he could do here.
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What?! You mean I have to actually write dialogue?! That's preposterous! -_- Yea, sorry about the cheesiness of the conversations. ^_~ You see, I don't talk much. :P And, I'm not a guy, so I don't know how they talk. XP So sue me, I hate dialogue.
This chapter was going to be muuuch longer, but hell, I say that about all my stories! I just -can't- write long chapters. . . But on a better note! I've already got the next chapter started! With that and my friend strangling me to update more, I think it might get put up soon. :P
