Author's Note: This story begins during the Second year at Hogwarts, during the Chamber of Secrets and will continue as time goes on. This is my first Harry Potter fanfic and along with my friend, ElfFlame, we are writing a series of four stories, which begins with ElfFlame's story- True Revenge. All four of these stories are interrelated and for the best understanding of the characters as we see them, they should be read in conjunction to each other. As always, I own none of this wonderful world that JK Rowling has created.
Author's Note: At this point in time I would just like to say that in telling events of this story from Lucius Malfoy's point of view, I am merely showing his frame of mind. I do not in any way condone or promote the things he does.
Spoiler Warning: This story contains spoilers, both minor and major from all five Harry Potter books.
Wicked Lee: I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter. I think Severus was the best choice for a godfather, and I'm glad you approve! This chapter is much darker than the last two, so you might not come away with such a warm, fuzzy feeling.
TavingtonRose: I'm glad that you liked the chapter. This one is dark, so be prepared.
Arsinoe3: I never thought about the 3 fairy godmothers from Sleeping Beauty, but that's a wonderful comparison! I'm sorry to say that Adriana will not be destroying Voldemort in this story, I'm afraid that pleasure's reserved for Harry. I agree that it does seem strange for an immortal to be so immature, but I think Adriana has a touch of the Peter Pan syndrome, she never quite grew up because she didn't really have to. I also think she feels the world owes her something for making her immortal, and she doesn't want to be the wise, mature immortal that she could be. Here's the next chapter, it's dark, so be warned!
The Beginning of the End
Note: This chapter contains more elements of blood and torture like some of the previous Lucius chapters. Be warned that it is a very dark chapter.
Lucius Malfoy was a desperate man. How had this happened to him? He thought he'd done such a great job hiding Adriana from his master for a long time, but all of that was ruined now. He was nervous about what his master would do when he had Adriana in front of him, but had a good feeling that she would be able to look after herself. Then why was he so scared to bring her to him? Adriana wouldn't ever join the Dark Lord's side, never in a million years.
The Dark Lord enjoyed torturing Lucius by describing the things he planned on doing to Adriana when he finally brought her to him. He was enjoying planning the things he'd do to Adriana, just to see the looks on Lucius' face when he told him about them. "She's such a beautiful girl, and from what I've gathered from your thoughts, very good in bed. I think I should have some fun with her, don't you? Or maybe I should let somebody else have at her. Pettigrew, he's been a loyal subject for a long time, it might be fun to see him attempt to be a real man for once. Although there is something very intriguing about letting Bella have the honour, that would be a lot of fun to watch. Or maybe we can all take turns. But don't worry Lucius, whatever I decide, I'll make sure you get to witness the entire thing."
Lucius always felt sickened by those images. The thought of Adriana being raped by his master was almost more than he could handle. He had a clear vision of it that filled his mind. The worst part was the idea that he would be helpless to prevent it. He imagined Adriana's screams as she lay helpless underneath the Dark Lord. The vision always ended with her reaching a hand out to Lucius and crying out for him to help her, but he was never able to get to her in time. He always let that vision get to him, and it filled him with rage towards the Dark Lord. If his master ever put his hands on Adriana, Lucius didn't know what he'd do, but it would most likely end in his own long, slow, and painful death. Even with that knowledge, Lucius didn't think it would stop him from trying to save Adriana from his master if it ever happened. Lucius was beginning to think that deep down, he might still be in love with Adriana, though he would never admit it to another soul.
After planning his reappearance to Adriana's property, and steeling himself to seeing her again after such a long time, Lucius returned to her home. It was an ordinary day in mid-January, and she should have been there, but the house was deserted. Flynn wasn't there either, she must be out shopping or running errands. Still, he walked all around, looking for signs of life inside, but saw none. As he looked into the kitchen window, he was brutally attacked by Snape, who'd appeared out of nowhere, and had beaten him to the ground.
Lucius looked up at Snape, wishing he could kill him just by thinking about it, assuming his wand would still not work on the property. Snape spoke harshly to Lucius, telling him how he wasn't about to allow Adriana to see him. Lucius had never known how controlling Snape could be. Who did he think he was to keep Lucius Malfoy from seeing Adriana if he wished to?
Seeing as he was not going to speak with Adriana today, Lucius left and returned to the manor. He dreaded reporting his failure back to his master, for the Dark Lord would be most displeased with him. But seeing as he hadn't told his master about this visit, he had no need to tell him any time soon. He spent the rest of the week locked in the master bedroom. When he wasn't making plans for his next attempt to see Adriana, he was sleeping. All he wanted to do anymore was sleep, for in his dreams, he found peace and happiness, both of which were absent from his life at this point. He also found himself needing more rest to recover from his master's punishments. It took all of his energy to carry on afterwards.
Lucius had tried to avoid Bella after she'd turned him in to the Dark Lord, which was difficult since she was still living at his home. His master no longer trusted him on his own and had assigned Bella to look after him. It was humiliating to say the very least, though Lucius was still extremely grateful to his master for being allowed to continue with the prophecy recovery mission.
Even more humiliating though, was the fact that the Dark Lord had seemed to have turned Lucius into a sort of pet. Even if he had done nothing wrong, there were many times when his master grew bored and turned torturing Lucius into a fun activity to help pass the time. The Dark Lord always made sure this entertainment was witnessed by as many other Death Eaters as possible. Sometimes he even let the other Death Eaters partake in the fun, standing back and laughing at Lucius as he writhed in pain and cried out for them to stop.
Bella in particular seemed to relish these activities. She enjoyed using a small dagger to cut Lucius with. She never stabbed, only cut, sometimes designs, into his skin. Pettigrew enjoyed following after Bella with salt or lemon juice, and rubbing that into the new design she had carved into Lucius. Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, all of them had their own signature acts they liked to perform on their colleague.
One Death Eater in particular though, Crouch, seemed less inclined to partake in these activities, thinking himself above such trivial acts of causing pain. He was made to clean up after these times, and to look after Lucius while he recovered enough to apparate back to his manor.
One day, after one such round of fun with Lucius, Crouch was washing the blood off of Lucius' arms, when he began to mutter quietly to himself, "Look at this, these people, creating such a mess and leaving me to clean it up. The things I do for that woman..." Crouch trailed off, while gently washing the salt caked in the cuts on Lucius' arms.
Lucius was groggy and not fully alert, but had heard what Crouch had said. "What woman? Bella?" He asked in a slurred voice.
"No, not her," Crouch said angrily. As Crouch sneered at Lucius, Lucius thought he looked like somebody else he knew, but as his vision was quite blurred, he might have been mistaken. Lucius kept a close eye on him for the rest of the time Crouch was with him, trying to figure out who he reminded him of, but never did figure it out.
Lucius had planned on going back to Adriana's house to try to bring her to the Dark Lord. He never found out where she'd been the first time he'd gone, but hoped she would be there this time. He wanted to talk to her clearly and rationally, explain to her why she needed to do him this favour. Lucius hoped that once the Dark Lord met with Adriana and saw that she wouldn't join with him, that he'd let her go, and that would be the end of it. He realized it was wishful thinking, but couldn't help hoping anyway.
Lucius quietly walked through the trees of Adriana's property, so he could come to her back door. Somehow it seemed more humble that way, and he needed every chance to appeal to her. As he was about to come into a clearing, he was broad-sided by somebody, but had no idea who it was. The man was on top of Lucius, holding his arms down, growling at him, "Malfoy, I knew you'd be coming back! What the hell are you doing here? What do you want with Addie?"
"Mad Eye Moody? What the hell are you doing here? Get off me! I need to see Adriana!" Lucius was very uncomfortable, being pinned down in such a manner.
"Well, you're not gonna, so just clear off!" Moody tightened his grip on Lucius' arms, which was extremely painful. His fingers dug into the fresh designs Bella had given Lucius the day before.
"What gives you the right to tell me what to do? If I want to see Adriana, I will!" Lucius hoped he sounded more confident than he felt.
"Well, Albus told me to keep an eye on Addie, and that's what I'm doing. And seeing as I'm the one on top of you, I'm thinking you're not going to be seeing her any time soon. Not if I can help it. Which I can." Moody's magic eye rolled in it's socket, causing Lucius' stomach to lurch.
"Will you get off of me!" Lucius yelled. "You don't understand, it's very important that I see her!"
"Why, what's so important that you have to tell her right now?" Moody cocked his head quizzically.
"The Dark Lord is going to come after her unless she comes with me voluntarily," Lucius blurted out quickly, without meaning to.
"And you were coming to warn her? Bless your heart, what a kind-hearted man you are! Well, you can go on your way now, I'll make sure to pass on the message for you," Moody said, easing up on Lucius.
Lucius sat up, glaring at Moody. "Why, thank you very much. I'm forever in your debt," Lucius said sarcastically. He knew it was impossible for him to see Adriana today, yet was afraid to leave, for he'd just have to tell his master of his failure and face the Dark Lord's wrath.
Lucius slowly stood up and turned to leave. Moody watched as he walked away, looking forlorn and pathetic as he walked off to his doom. As Moody made his way to Adriana's back porch, Lucius heard Adriana's sweet voice happily calling out to Mad Eye, "Alastor, what brings you here today?" Lucius stopped for a moment, turned around and saw her from afar. Lucius felt his throat grow tight while he leaned against a tree, watching her. He closed his eyes, and tried to regain his composure.
Lucius apparated to Malfoy Manor, crawled into bed, and slept for the rest of the day. All Lucius wanted to do was to stay as far away from the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters as possible, for the rest of his life. He couldn't believe he actually felt this way about the people he had loved and aspired to be like for so much of entire life. What was wrong with him? He wished he could sleep the rest of his life away, and never feel any pain again.
That same evening, Bella screamed outside his door, pounding on it, until he woke up. His stomach was twisted in knots as he knew he could no longer put off meeting with the Dark Lord again. He made the journey to his master's side, along with Bella, where he had to confess to his failure in producing Adriana once again. The Dark Lord was most displeased, and put Lucius under a very painful Cruciatus curse, while allowing Bella to beat Lucius with his walking stick at the same time.
When both had grown tired of this and abandoned Lucius to find more interesting things to do, Lucius writhed on the ground, clutching at his chest. He had definitely gotten some broken ribs this time around.
When Lucius was finally able to sit up a little to catch his breath, he wrapped his arms around his legs, and rested his head against his knees. He closed his eyes to try and stop the room from spinning around him. He felt as though he would be sick, when he heard footsteps approaching him. Lucius breathed deeply in and out to calm his stomach down before looking up at the person standing in front of him.
The Dark Lord stood above Lucius, with his hands on his hips, shaking his head. Bella stood silently at his side. "You'll never be the man your father was. Janos, now there was a Malfoy to be proud of," The Dark Lord sneered at Lucius. "He should have beaten you harder, until his ways rubbed off on you. He could have whipped you harder and more often, maybe cut off an entire finger if it would have done any good. I've tried to train you, like I would any other simple child, to be better, but this is how you turned out. No doubt that whelp of yours is little better than you. I've had to make due with the pathetic, supposed man you are. You can't even get a simple little girl to obey you. But perhaps you like it that way. Do you like letting a female control you? Perhaps you have some unresolved issues about your mother. As it is now, I see I'm going to have get this girl myself. And since I will end up doing all the work of getting her, I believe I will allow myself the joy of...persuading her to my side. I hope she puts up a struggle, that's the way I like them best, it's a little more...pleasurable then."
With that, Bella gave Lucius one swift kick in his side before both turned and left the room once again. Before he could prevent it, Lucius was sick on the floor, coughing and throwing up blood. He was so dizzy, he couldn't stand, and spent the night on the floor, wishing for the sweet relief of unconsciousness, which unfortunately never came.
Author's Note: At this point in time I would just like to say that in telling events of this story from Lucius Malfoy's point of view, I am merely showing his frame of mind. I do not in any way condone or promote the things he does.
Spoiler Warning: This story contains spoilers, both minor and major from all five Harry Potter books.
Wicked Lee: I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter. I think Severus was the best choice for a godfather, and I'm glad you approve! This chapter is much darker than the last two, so you might not come away with such a warm, fuzzy feeling.
TavingtonRose: I'm glad that you liked the chapter. This one is dark, so be prepared.
Arsinoe3: I never thought about the 3 fairy godmothers from Sleeping Beauty, but that's a wonderful comparison! I'm sorry to say that Adriana will not be destroying Voldemort in this story, I'm afraid that pleasure's reserved for Harry. I agree that it does seem strange for an immortal to be so immature, but I think Adriana has a touch of the Peter Pan syndrome, she never quite grew up because she didn't really have to. I also think she feels the world owes her something for making her immortal, and she doesn't want to be the wise, mature immortal that she could be. Here's the next chapter, it's dark, so be warned!
The Beginning of the End
Note: This chapter contains more elements of blood and torture like some of the previous Lucius chapters. Be warned that it is a very dark chapter.
Lucius Malfoy was a desperate man. How had this happened to him? He thought he'd done such a great job hiding Adriana from his master for a long time, but all of that was ruined now. He was nervous about what his master would do when he had Adriana in front of him, but had a good feeling that she would be able to look after herself. Then why was he so scared to bring her to him? Adriana wouldn't ever join the Dark Lord's side, never in a million years.
The Dark Lord enjoyed torturing Lucius by describing the things he planned on doing to Adriana when he finally brought her to him. He was enjoying planning the things he'd do to Adriana, just to see the looks on Lucius' face when he told him about them. "She's such a beautiful girl, and from what I've gathered from your thoughts, very good in bed. I think I should have some fun with her, don't you? Or maybe I should let somebody else have at her. Pettigrew, he's been a loyal subject for a long time, it might be fun to see him attempt to be a real man for once. Although there is something very intriguing about letting Bella have the honour, that would be a lot of fun to watch. Or maybe we can all take turns. But don't worry Lucius, whatever I decide, I'll make sure you get to witness the entire thing."
Lucius always felt sickened by those images. The thought of Adriana being raped by his master was almost more than he could handle. He had a clear vision of it that filled his mind. The worst part was the idea that he would be helpless to prevent it. He imagined Adriana's screams as she lay helpless underneath the Dark Lord. The vision always ended with her reaching a hand out to Lucius and crying out for him to help her, but he was never able to get to her in time. He always let that vision get to him, and it filled him with rage towards the Dark Lord. If his master ever put his hands on Adriana, Lucius didn't know what he'd do, but it would most likely end in his own long, slow, and painful death. Even with that knowledge, Lucius didn't think it would stop him from trying to save Adriana from his master if it ever happened. Lucius was beginning to think that deep down, he might still be in love with Adriana, though he would never admit it to another soul.
After planning his reappearance to Adriana's property, and steeling himself to seeing her again after such a long time, Lucius returned to her home. It was an ordinary day in mid-January, and she should have been there, but the house was deserted. Flynn wasn't there either, she must be out shopping or running errands. Still, he walked all around, looking for signs of life inside, but saw none. As he looked into the kitchen window, he was brutally attacked by Snape, who'd appeared out of nowhere, and had beaten him to the ground.
Lucius looked up at Snape, wishing he could kill him just by thinking about it, assuming his wand would still not work on the property. Snape spoke harshly to Lucius, telling him how he wasn't about to allow Adriana to see him. Lucius had never known how controlling Snape could be. Who did he think he was to keep Lucius Malfoy from seeing Adriana if he wished to?
Seeing as he was not going to speak with Adriana today, Lucius left and returned to the manor. He dreaded reporting his failure back to his master, for the Dark Lord would be most displeased with him. But seeing as he hadn't told his master about this visit, he had no need to tell him any time soon. He spent the rest of the week locked in the master bedroom. When he wasn't making plans for his next attempt to see Adriana, he was sleeping. All he wanted to do anymore was sleep, for in his dreams, he found peace and happiness, both of which were absent from his life at this point. He also found himself needing more rest to recover from his master's punishments. It took all of his energy to carry on afterwards.
Lucius had tried to avoid Bella after she'd turned him in to the Dark Lord, which was difficult since she was still living at his home. His master no longer trusted him on his own and had assigned Bella to look after him. It was humiliating to say the very least, though Lucius was still extremely grateful to his master for being allowed to continue with the prophecy recovery mission.
Even more humiliating though, was the fact that the Dark Lord had seemed to have turned Lucius into a sort of pet. Even if he had done nothing wrong, there were many times when his master grew bored and turned torturing Lucius into a fun activity to help pass the time. The Dark Lord always made sure this entertainment was witnessed by as many other Death Eaters as possible. Sometimes he even let the other Death Eaters partake in the fun, standing back and laughing at Lucius as he writhed in pain and cried out for them to stop.
Bella in particular seemed to relish these activities. She enjoyed using a small dagger to cut Lucius with. She never stabbed, only cut, sometimes designs, into his skin. Pettigrew enjoyed following after Bella with salt or lemon juice, and rubbing that into the new design she had carved into Lucius. Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, all of them had their own signature acts they liked to perform on their colleague.
One Death Eater in particular though, Crouch, seemed less inclined to partake in these activities, thinking himself above such trivial acts of causing pain. He was made to clean up after these times, and to look after Lucius while he recovered enough to apparate back to his manor.
One day, after one such round of fun with Lucius, Crouch was washing the blood off of Lucius' arms, when he began to mutter quietly to himself, "Look at this, these people, creating such a mess and leaving me to clean it up. The things I do for that woman..." Crouch trailed off, while gently washing the salt caked in the cuts on Lucius' arms.
Lucius was groggy and not fully alert, but had heard what Crouch had said. "What woman? Bella?" He asked in a slurred voice.
"No, not her," Crouch said angrily. As Crouch sneered at Lucius, Lucius thought he looked like somebody else he knew, but as his vision was quite blurred, he might have been mistaken. Lucius kept a close eye on him for the rest of the time Crouch was with him, trying to figure out who he reminded him of, but never did figure it out.
Lucius had planned on going back to Adriana's house to try to bring her to the Dark Lord. He never found out where she'd been the first time he'd gone, but hoped she would be there this time. He wanted to talk to her clearly and rationally, explain to her why she needed to do him this favour. Lucius hoped that once the Dark Lord met with Adriana and saw that she wouldn't join with him, that he'd let her go, and that would be the end of it. He realized it was wishful thinking, but couldn't help hoping anyway.
Lucius quietly walked through the trees of Adriana's property, so he could come to her back door. Somehow it seemed more humble that way, and he needed every chance to appeal to her. As he was about to come into a clearing, he was broad-sided by somebody, but had no idea who it was. The man was on top of Lucius, holding his arms down, growling at him, "Malfoy, I knew you'd be coming back! What the hell are you doing here? What do you want with Addie?"
"Mad Eye Moody? What the hell are you doing here? Get off me! I need to see Adriana!" Lucius was very uncomfortable, being pinned down in such a manner.
"Well, you're not gonna, so just clear off!" Moody tightened his grip on Lucius' arms, which was extremely painful. His fingers dug into the fresh designs Bella had given Lucius the day before.
"What gives you the right to tell me what to do? If I want to see Adriana, I will!" Lucius hoped he sounded more confident than he felt.
"Well, Albus told me to keep an eye on Addie, and that's what I'm doing. And seeing as I'm the one on top of you, I'm thinking you're not going to be seeing her any time soon. Not if I can help it. Which I can." Moody's magic eye rolled in it's socket, causing Lucius' stomach to lurch.
"Will you get off of me!" Lucius yelled. "You don't understand, it's very important that I see her!"
"Why, what's so important that you have to tell her right now?" Moody cocked his head quizzically.
"The Dark Lord is going to come after her unless she comes with me voluntarily," Lucius blurted out quickly, without meaning to.
"And you were coming to warn her? Bless your heart, what a kind-hearted man you are! Well, you can go on your way now, I'll make sure to pass on the message for you," Moody said, easing up on Lucius.
Lucius sat up, glaring at Moody. "Why, thank you very much. I'm forever in your debt," Lucius said sarcastically. He knew it was impossible for him to see Adriana today, yet was afraid to leave, for he'd just have to tell his master of his failure and face the Dark Lord's wrath.
Lucius slowly stood up and turned to leave. Moody watched as he walked away, looking forlorn and pathetic as he walked off to his doom. As Moody made his way to Adriana's back porch, Lucius heard Adriana's sweet voice happily calling out to Mad Eye, "Alastor, what brings you here today?" Lucius stopped for a moment, turned around and saw her from afar. Lucius felt his throat grow tight while he leaned against a tree, watching her. He closed his eyes, and tried to regain his composure.
Lucius apparated to Malfoy Manor, crawled into bed, and slept for the rest of the day. All Lucius wanted to do was to stay as far away from the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters as possible, for the rest of his life. He couldn't believe he actually felt this way about the people he had loved and aspired to be like for so much of entire life. What was wrong with him? He wished he could sleep the rest of his life away, and never feel any pain again.
That same evening, Bella screamed outside his door, pounding on it, until he woke up. His stomach was twisted in knots as he knew he could no longer put off meeting with the Dark Lord again. He made the journey to his master's side, along with Bella, where he had to confess to his failure in producing Adriana once again. The Dark Lord was most displeased, and put Lucius under a very painful Cruciatus curse, while allowing Bella to beat Lucius with his walking stick at the same time.
When both had grown tired of this and abandoned Lucius to find more interesting things to do, Lucius writhed on the ground, clutching at his chest. He had definitely gotten some broken ribs this time around.
When Lucius was finally able to sit up a little to catch his breath, he wrapped his arms around his legs, and rested his head against his knees. He closed his eyes to try and stop the room from spinning around him. He felt as though he would be sick, when he heard footsteps approaching him. Lucius breathed deeply in and out to calm his stomach down before looking up at the person standing in front of him.
The Dark Lord stood above Lucius, with his hands on his hips, shaking his head. Bella stood silently at his side. "You'll never be the man your father was. Janos, now there was a Malfoy to be proud of," The Dark Lord sneered at Lucius. "He should have beaten you harder, until his ways rubbed off on you. He could have whipped you harder and more often, maybe cut off an entire finger if it would have done any good. I've tried to train you, like I would any other simple child, to be better, but this is how you turned out. No doubt that whelp of yours is little better than you. I've had to make due with the pathetic, supposed man you are. You can't even get a simple little girl to obey you. But perhaps you like it that way. Do you like letting a female control you? Perhaps you have some unresolved issues about your mother. As it is now, I see I'm going to have get this girl myself. And since I will end up doing all the work of getting her, I believe I will allow myself the joy of...persuading her to my side. I hope she puts up a struggle, that's the way I like them best, it's a little more...pleasurable then."
With that, Bella gave Lucius one swift kick in his side before both turned and left the room once again. Before he could prevent it, Lucius was sick on the floor, coughing and throwing up blood. He was so dizzy, he couldn't stand, and spent the night on the floor, wishing for the sweet relief of unconsciousness, which unfortunately never came.