Baby Psycho:
I'm so sorry it took sooo long for me to write up the next chapter. I really didn't mean to, I hope you like this chapter.
PLEASE if you want Harry written into this story tell me. I think I might write him in, but as a darker character.
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DISCLAIMER- I don't own the Potter world (duh)
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A Death In The Family-5
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If Dumbledore was surprised to see Lucius Malfoy in his office it didn't show. This wasn't unusual, Dumbledore seemed to know everything that happened in Hogwarts. Even though the last time he had seen Lucius was on less than pleasant terms, Dumbledore showed no hostility towards him.
"Lucius, what a pleasure to see you again. I was truly sorry to hear of Narcissa's passing, I wish the best for you and Draco."
Lucius smiled to himself. That was exactly what he had expected Albus to say, sometimes the man was too predictable. Ignoring the outstretched hand, Lucius sat down and started to talk.
"Dumbledore I am not here to talk about Narcissa's death, by now you will have suspected some sort of ...foul play. I am here to tell you about my son's future at this school."
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Albus had his suspicions about Narcissa's death, they were well founded too. Even as a student Lucius had been quite detached from the normal society, his pranks reflected his personality. One night during dinner a dark, red liquid started dripping from the ceiling. It oozed down the walls and disappeared into the floor cracks. They later found it wasn't blood, it was a potion, but the panic made it impossible to inform the students.
Albus remembered, he had looked around the hall until his gaze locked onto another. Standing in the shadows was Lucius, his face half covered by his hood, and at his side was the outline of Severus Snape. Only recognisable by the raven perched on his shoulder.
Their prank had not only made them very unpopular with teachers and students, but it had shown the great difference between Gryffindor troublemakers Potter, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew and their Slytherin counterparts Malfoy, Snape, Lestrange and Rosier.
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Lucius waited patiently as Dumbledore thought. He knew that Narcissa's murder had been investigated. He had made sure to plant just enough evidence to raise Dumbledore's suspicions, then bring out certain papers that pointed to him as the murderer.
Luckily for him, the Ministry workers were as incompetent as ever. A Weasley had raised the only trouble and he was so low down that no one had listened. Still, Percy Weasley was unnaturally smart, maybe he would hire him after everything was cleared up. The boy was Slytherin enough to make a good secretary for the Malfoy's.
He was shaken from his thoughts as Dumbledore spoke again.
"Well Lucius, I'm quite interested in what you have planned for young Mister Malfoy. Maybe some sort of servitude or work for your acquaintances?"
Lucius smiled in a way that greatly resembled a shark, at the rather unsubtle dig at his family.
"Nothing as dramatic as giving him to Voldemort, Albus, your lack of insight disappoints me greatly. I will merely be teaching him the family business."
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The common room door swung open as Harry and Ron entered the room. Hermoine had been missing from lunch, that wasn't strange because she often stayed in studying, but today she had missed History. Something must have happened to her, so now they were going to check up on her.
Ron knocked on the door of her private room. It took a few seconds before it opened and Ron immediately rushed in. It was obvious Hermoine had been crying, her face was blotchy and her eyes red and swollen.
Forgetting that Harry was still outside, Ron slammed the door in his face and locked it. Harry was going to knock again but he just didn't feel like it. Turning away, he stumbled down the stairs and out of the tower.
Life was unfair. Harry was less than one year old when both his parents were murdered. Until he was 11 he lived with a family who hated him and pretended he didn't exist. In his first year of school he defeated Voldemort, who, with the help of a teacher, tried to reach immortality.
In second year he was accused of being evil by those he trusted the most, and he had to save his best friend's little sister from the teenage version of Voldemort. In third year he was in danger from the man who supposedly betrayed his parents and had escaped Azkaban to find him, he then found out that the man was his innocent Godfather.
Fourth year changed everything. He was used to fighting Voldemort, but nothing prepared him for the shock of seeing a fellow student murdered before his eyes by the death eaters. He also blamed himself for helping to resurrect Voldemort, even if it was against his will.
In Harry's short life he had suffered more than most people would in three lifetimes. It had taken its toll, Harry was a wreck, emotionally and psychically. He couldn't sleep because of the nightmares, also the guilt he felt each day, as more reports on Voldemort's actions came.
Harry knew that he would be lucky to see his 21st birthday. Because of the love of his parents, his life was plotted out for him as a saviour of the wizarding world. No one cared that he was only a teenager, no one cared that his life was killing him.
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Draco watched Potter from his seat in the Astronomy tower. He didn't hate Potter, he might think that he had awful taste in friends but that was it. Unfortunately he had been cast to play villain to Potter's hero, but now things had changed. Potter was no longer the naive golden boy that he had been, he was becoming darker.
Draco silently wondered if that meant he would become a hero. He snorted at that thought, the day he became a hero was the day Dumbledore became the new dark lord.
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Dumbledore didn't like the sound of family business. The Malfoy family was notorious, they fought to the death inside the family, but when an outsider threatened one member, they united and the threat soon disappeared. Lucius was smiling at him as well, this was never good news.
Lucius tired of speaking with Dumbledore, so he delivered his verdict while rising from his chair.
"By the end of this term Draco shall be at home, and he will be learning all he needs to know from me. Also, Severus Snape will be resigning from his position as Potions master and spy. Have a nice day."
All of Dumbledore's arguments fell on deaf ears, as he was left alone in his office.
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Thank you for reading, please review. I like to know what people think, I also like suggestions on how to improve my work. (I'm also a sorry person whose day is made by a review)
Once I finish this, I might write a sequel with Percy in it. I love him
I'm so sorry it took sooo long for me to write up the next chapter. I really didn't mean to, I hope you like this chapter.
PLEASE if you want Harry written into this story tell me. I think I might write him in, but as a darker character.
^ ^ ^
DISCLAIMER- I don't own the Potter world (duh)
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A Death In The Family-5
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If Dumbledore was surprised to see Lucius Malfoy in his office it didn't show. This wasn't unusual, Dumbledore seemed to know everything that happened in Hogwarts. Even though the last time he had seen Lucius was on less than pleasant terms, Dumbledore showed no hostility towards him.
"Lucius, what a pleasure to see you again. I was truly sorry to hear of Narcissa's passing, I wish the best for you and Draco."
Lucius smiled to himself. That was exactly what he had expected Albus to say, sometimes the man was too predictable. Ignoring the outstretched hand, Lucius sat down and started to talk.
"Dumbledore I am not here to talk about Narcissa's death, by now you will have suspected some sort of ...foul play. I am here to tell you about my son's future at this school."
^ ^ ^
Albus had his suspicions about Narcissa's death, they were well founded too. Even as a student Lucius had been quite detached from the normal society, his pranks reflected his personality. One night during dinner a dark, red liquid started dripping from the ceiling. It oozed down the walls and disappeared into the floor cracks. They later found it wasn't blood, it was a potion, but the panic made it impossible to inform the students.
Albus remembered, he had looked around the hall until his gaze locked onto another. Standing in the shadows was Lucius, his face half covered by his hood, and at his side was the outline of Severus Snape. Only recognisable by the raven perched on his shoulder.
Their prank had not only made them very unpopular with teachers and students, but it had shown the great difference between Gryffindor troublemakers Potter, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew and their Slytherin counterparts Malfoy, Snape, Lestrange and Rosier.
^ ^ ^
Lucius waited patiently as Dumbledore thought. He knew that Narcissa's murder had been investigated. He had made sure to plant just enough evidence to raise Dumbledore's suspicions, then bring out certain papers that pointed to him as the murderer.
Luckily for him, the Ministry workers were as incompetent as ever. A Weasley had raised the only trouble and he was so low down that no one had listened. Still, Percy Weasley was unnaturally smart, maybe he would hire him after everything was cleared up. The boy was Slytherin enough to make a good secretary for the Malfoy's.
He was shaken from his thoughts as Dumbledore spoke again.
"Well Lucius, I'm quite interested in what you have planned for young Mister Malfoy. Maybe some sort of servitude or work for your acquaintances?"
Lucius smiled in a way that greatly resembled a shark, at the rather unsubtle dig at his family.
"Nothing as dramatic as giving him to Voldemort, Albus, your lack of insight disappoints me greatly. I will merely be teaching him the family business."
^ ^ ^
The common room door swung open as Harry and Ron entered the room. Hermoine had been missing from lunch, that wasn't strange because she often stayed in studying, but today she had missed History. Something must have happened to her, so now they were going to check up on her.
Ron knocked on the door of her private room. It took a few seconds before it opened and Ron immediately rushed in. It was obvious Hermoine had been crying, her face was blotchy and her eyes red and swollen.
Forgetting that Harry was still outside, Ron slammed the door in his face and locked it. Harry was going to knock again but he just didn't feel like it. Turning away, he stumbled down the stairs and out of the tower.
Life was unfair. Harry was less than one year old when both his parents were murdered. Until he was 11 he lived with a family who hated him and pretended he didn't exist. In his first year of school he defeated Voldemort, who, with the help of a teacher, tried to reach immortality.
In second year he was accused of being evil by those he trusted the most, and he had to save his best friend's little sister from the teenage version of Voldemort. In third year he was in danger from the man who supposedly betrayed his parents and had escaped Azkaban to find him, he then found out that the man was his innocent Godfather.
Fourth year changed everything. He was used to fighting Voldemort, but nothing prepared him for the shock of seeing a fellow student murdered before his eyes by the death eaters. He also blamed himself for helping to resurrect Voldemort, even if it was against his will.
In Harry's short life he had suffered more than most people would in three lifetimes. It had taken its toll, Harry was a wreck, emotionally and psychically. He couldn't sleep because of the nightmares, also the guilt he felt each day, as more reports on Voldemort's actions came.
Harry knew that he would be lucky to see his 21st birthday. Because of the love of his parents, his life was plotted out for him as a saviour of the wizarding world. No one cared that he was only a teenager, no one cared that his life was killing him.
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Draco watched Potter from his seat in the Astronomy tower. He didn't hate Potter, he might think that he had awful taste in friends but that was it. Unfortunately he had been cast to play villain to Potter's hero, but now things had changed. Potter was no longer the naive golden boy that he had been, he was becoming darker.
Draco silently wondered if that meant he would become a hero. He snorted at that thought, the day he became a hero was the day Dumbledore became the new dark lord.
^ ^ ^
Dumbledore didn't like the sound of family business. The Malfoy family was notorious, they fought to the death inside the family, but when an outsider threatened one member, they united and the threat soon disappeared. Lucius was smiling at him as well, this was never good news.
Lucius tired of speaking with Dumbledore, so he delivered his verdict while rising from his chair.
"By the end of this term Draco shall be at home, and he will be learning all he needs to know from me. Also, Severus Snape will be resigning from his position as Potions master and spy. Have a nice day."
All of Dumbledore's arguments fell on deaf ears, as he was left alone in his office.
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Thank you for reading, please review. I like to know what people think, I also like suggestions on how to improve my work. (I'm also a sorry person whose day is made by a review)
Once I finish this, I might write a sequel with Percy in it. I love him