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Chapter One- Diagon Alley

Summary- Lucius Malfoy is bored. One suggestion: DUCK AND COVER!

Chapter One:

Lucius Malfoy sat in the drawing room of the Malfoy Manor. He was terribly bored, and when Lucius Malfoy was bored…bad things happened. Never bad for him, of course. More…entertaining. He loved making people squirm. A mischievous glint shone in his eyes. Draco was going back to Hogwarts in a week, and they had to go shopping for his school supplies.

Perfect.

Lucius smirked inside. He would be able to find something, or rather someone, to amuse him in Diagon Alley. Lucius got up and called his son. The boy appeared, and Lucius told him to get ready to leave.

Fifteen minutes later, they stepped out of the fireplace in The Leaky Cauldron. They went through the back door and entered Diagon Alley. Lucius handed Draco a bag of money, and told him to meet him back there in an hour with his school supplies.

Lucius wandered into Flourish and Blotts, and found exactly what he'd been looking for. A petite girl with bushy brown hair was bent over a book, totally absorbed in it. Lucius despised mud bloods, but he could make good sport of her. He brushed arms with her when he passed causing her to jump.

"sorry" she muttered, "Didn't see you".

"No need to be sorry, Miss Granger" Lucius purred I her ear, "Always a pleasure" and he retreated further in to the store, smirking.

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Hermione stood in the door to Flourish and Blotts, watching Lucius Malfoy disappear behind a row of books.

Where did that come from?

She quickly left to find Harry and Ron. She soon met up with them outside of Quality Quiddich Supplies. She must have still had a look of confusion on her face, because Harry was staring at her.

"Something bugging you?" he asked.

"no, I'm fine." Hermione said distractedly.

"ugh." Ron moaned, "What's worse than a Malfoy?"

"I don't know…what?" Harry asked.

"TWO of them." Ron said, and he pointed at Lucius and Draco making their way to the Quidditch store.

"Well, well, if it isn't Potty, the Weasel, and the Mudblood." Draco drawled.

"what do you want?" Ran said bitterly.

Hermione glanced at Lucius. He remained silent, but looked her up and down suggestively. Hermione shuddered and Lucius smirked.

"Come, Draco." he entered the store with Draco trailing in his wake.

"If I could just get a clear shot…" Ron was aiming his wand at Draco's back.

"C'mon", Harry said, grabbing him by the arm and they left the store.