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Chapter Two-
Who knew Tesco's could be so much fun?
Tuesday 6th August.. later. Much later.
"Lay-tex con-dome... hmm these look interesting", Lucius bellowed, attracting the attention of just about everyone within a 25-foot radius.
"I don't know what they are, but they certainly look fun", Draco admitted. "Ooooh look!" He squealed, "they come in different flavours! Strawberry, chocolate, banana.Merlin! They don't appear to have Butterbeer."
As he stalked off to ask an assistant, Lucius continued to fascinate himself with the contents of Tesco's shelves. However, his patience soon wore thin when, after an hour, he still had not found a tetanus, and Draco was nowhere to be found. The latter was soon solved.
"Erm, hi dad. Well I found out what those things were, anyway." Draco had reappeared, smoking a cigarette and buttoning up his shirt. A gorgeous young shelf-stacker walked by, smoothing her rumpled hair. Draco winked and blew her a kiss.
"This is not the time for excursions, Draco!", Lucius shouted. "If someone doesn't give me a tetanus right now, I might just explode."
Draco, by now fed up with his father's antics and pissed off that he hadn't gotten that girl's number, decided he actually didn't care whether his father developed gangrene and died. He looked around. Stationary, no hope of finding any medical stuff there.unless.
Twenty seconds later and Lucius was standing with a grin on his face. "And you're sure this is a tetanus, Draco? "Oh yes father, the best they had." Draco replied. As if butter wouldn't melt. "Wow, it's amazing what these Muggles can do. To look at it, you'd think that it was just a sticky label with the word Tetanus written on it. Simply amazing!"
Draco sighed and left his father to 'administer' the Tetanus. That is, to stick the label on his left hand. He despaired at the sheer ignorance of his father, although to be fair Lucius didn't know any better. It's a sad truth, but wizarding nobility know hardly anything about mod cons. Ask a pureblood wizard what a 'double click' is, and he'd probably say it was the way of summoning a house elf.
Draco had, by now, lost all patience with Lucius, and so simply disapparated, leaving his father disorientated and rather pissed off. But he got home comparatively shortly. Well, four hours is short compared to eight.
Upon entering the Malfoy Manor, Lucius was in an extremely bad mood. Infact it was such a bad mood that while cooking dinner he beat the eggs, battered the fish and whipped the cream. Using only his bare hands.
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Meanwhile, in a land far, far away..
"Muahahahahaha... I'm evil." "You certainly are evil, my lord. If there was ever a prize for being the most evil, you'd win!" "Muahahaha..."
Lord Voldemort sat, discussing his evil-ness with Pettigrew.
"So erm.. Peter, on a scale of one to ten?" "Fifty-nine, my lord!"
A/N: enough of the evil-ness already. Get to the point
"Pettigrew, do me a favour. I fear it has been a long while since we last paid Lucius Malfoy a visit. Take a note."
"Lucius, my humble slave. Pettigrew and I are dropping in for dinner. You shall prepare it to our likings, or else feel the wrath of the dark lord!
Ps. I quite fancy pie" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------
In the next chapter! Lord Voldie drops in for dinner... Watch the mayhem as Lucius trips over his own arse attempting to prepare it. What will happen? Will he feel the wrath of the Dark Lord? Will his pie be overcooked? Will Draco get through a single chapter without a shag? Review and you will find out! Review review review review.thanks! xxx
Tuesday 6th August.. later. Much later.
"Lay-tex con-dome... hmm these look interesting", Lucius bellowed, attracting the attention of just about everyone within a 25-foot radius.
"I don't know what they are, but they certainly look fun", Draco admitted. "Ooooh look!" He squealed, "they come in different flavours! Strawberry, chocolate, banana.Merlin! They don't appear to have Butterbeer."
As he stalked off to ask an assistant, Lucius continued to fascinate himself with the contents of Tesco's shelves. However, his patience soon wore thin when, after an hour, he still had not found a tetanus, and Draco was nowhere to be found. The latter was soon solved.
"Erm, hi dad. Well I found out what those things were, anyway." Draco had reappeared, smoking a cigarette and buttoning up his shirt. A gorgeous young shelf-stacker walked by, smoothing her rumpled hair. Draco winked and blew her a kiss.
"This is not the time for excursions, Draco!", Lucius shouted. "If someone doesn't give me a tetanus right now, I might just explode."
Draco, by now fed up with his father's antics and pissed off that he hadn't gotten that girl's number, decided he actually didn't care whether his father developed gangrene and died. He looked around. Stationary, no hope of finding any medical stuff there.unless.
Twenty seconds later and Lucius was standing with a grin on his face. "And you're sure this is a tetanus, Draco? "Oh yes father, the best they had." Draco replied. As if butter wouldn't melt. "Wow, it's amazing what these Muggles can do. To look at it, you'd think that it was just a sticky label with the word Tetanus written on it. Simply amazing!"
Draco sighed and left his father to 'administer' the Tetanus. That is, to stick the label on his left hand. He despaired at the sheer ignorance of his father, although to be fair Lucius didn't know any better. It's a sad truth, but wizarding nobility know hardly anything about mod cons. Ask a pureblood wizard what a 'double click' is, and he'd probably say it was the way of summoning a house elf.
Draco had, by now, lost all patience with Lucius, and so simply disapparated, leaving his father disorientated and rather pissed off. But he got home comparatively shortly. Well, four hours is short compared to eight.
Upon entering the Malfoy Manor, Lucius was in an extremely bad mood. Infact it was such a bad mood that while cooking dinner he beat the eggs, battered the fish and whipped the cream. Using only his bare hands.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------
Meanwhile, in a land far, far away..
"Muahahahahaha... I'm evil." "You certainly are evil, my lord. If there was ever a prize for being the most evil, you'd win!" "Muahahaha..."
Lord Voldemort sat, discussing his evil-ness with Pettigrew.
"So erm.. Peter, on a scale of one to ten?" "Fifty-nine, my lord!"
A/N: enough of the evil-ness already. Get to the point
"Pettigrew, do me a favour. I fear it has been a long while since we last paid Lucius Malfoy a visit. Take a note."
"Lucius, my humble slave. Pettigrew and I are dropping in for dinner. You shall prepare it to our likings, or else feel the wrath of the dark lord!
Ps. I quite fancy pie" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------
In the next chapter! Lord Voldie drops in for dinner... Watch the mayhem as Lucius trips over his own arse attempting to prepare it. What will happen? Will he feel the wrath of the Dark Lord? Will his pie be overcooked? Will Draco get through a single chapter without a shag? Review and you will find out! Review review review review.thanks! xxx
