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Thank you all so much. I was nice to know what sort of thing you like.
Because I got so much interest and in all directions Exactly the same will
be splitting into two stories, I will be keeping the plot the same but some
aspects will be in one and not the other. So from the next chapter on
there will be Exactly the Same and Exactly the Same 2- each week I will
update with one chapter. So everyone gets exactly what they want to see!
It is a Christmas present to my reviewers! At the bottom of this chapter
is personal responses to all my reviewers so please read them. I took
everything that was said and hope to please. Merry Christmas!
Oh and I didn't know Narcissa had blond hair hope this brief introduction to this chapter from Narcissa's point of view helps make it better! And Narcissa is going to be ok for all those worried about her!
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Chapter Four- Secrets
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Narcissa sat against the cold wall, eye closed and ignoring the towering figure above her. Voldermort refused to leave her in peace. He had demanded to know how Draco had gotten to Hogwarts, could he use this way to invade himself, why did she not just tell him what he wanted so he could release her? Truth was Narcissa would rather cut her tongue out that betray Lucius or Draco that would be what she would do if she revealed her secrets.
"When did you change your hair colour Narcissa?"
The question startled her. Opening her eyes, Narcissa saw Wormtail standing above her holding a plate of what could be food. Her stomach growled at the thought of food. For two days Voldermort had refused her food, water and decent sleeping quarters chaining her up in his private rooms so she had no chance to escape. At least she was allowed to use the ancient bathroom now and again to freshen up.
"Blond creates more ripples than I wanted." Narcissa answered her old school friends as he knelt beside her to untie her hand binds. "Blond and Malfoy are one in the same. I became dark so that maybe the ministry would listen to me. It failed to impress though."
"The thought that counts." Wormtail half smiled, looking her in the eye. Narcissa was surprised to see pain lingering there. "I never meant for what has happened to come about Narcissa. Even I have lots good friends to this war, be thankful Malfoy is in prison and safe."
"Most of your lost friends' deaths were your fault, Peter." Narcissa hissed hearing footsteps out on the landing. "You murdered my best friend and her husband, your responsible for too many crimes, you won't find sympathy from me!"
Feeling a stubborn streak kick through her blood, Narcissa brought the plate of food down onto Wormtail's head as Voldermort walked through the door. Narcissa turned and glared at the Dark Lord as his deep laughter filled the room. She retreated back to her wall and closed her eyes and tried to return to the memories of happier days. The picnics on the Malfoy land with Lucius and a young Draco were her favourite memories, when the darkness had retreated far from their lives and her small family had not been hunted, or torn apart by fate. Happier, peaceful times when her only worry had been bathing her family in her love.
From her happy place in her mind, Narcissa heard Voldermort speak to Wormtail. "Never the charmer, Wormtail. Narcissa Malfoy is a stubborn, difficult but beautiful woman, did you honestly think you could succeed with her? You are more a fool that I thought you."
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Since that night on the Quidditch pitch, Harry had kept mostly to himself. Draco's desire filled eyes haunted him into the night sometimes. It made him feel happier. Even if it had just been emotional stress release, it had release him of the guilt of Sirius death. He had began to move his belongings back to the Gryffindor dorm he shared with Ron and the other boys of his year. He had completed his homework for potions and was rather pleased with the result. Hermione was going to be surprised. Life was getting so normalcy back into it.
CRASH.
Harry glanced up as he heard the large crash in the hall. Closing the library book he had been reading about his summer Dark Arts homework, he got to his feet to explore the noise. Opening the door he heard the arguing voices of Dudley, Snape and what appeared to be Filch's.
"It was all his fault professor!" Filch said, his voice filled with accusation.
"Did not!" Dudley shouted in his normal spoilt voice. "You did it with your freaky magic! You did it just to get me in trouble!"
"Why you little."
Harry looked out into the corridor just in time to see Filch lunge for Dudley. Sadly, Dudley good behaviour had not lasted. Now he expected everyone to wait hand and foot on him. Filch was Dudley's most hated member of staff; he was constantly trying to get Filch into trouble. The old caretaker had Harry sympathy when it came into run-ins with Dudley.
Professor Snape reacted quick enough to grab Filch and pull him back against the opposite wall. "Calm yourself man, he is only a muggle child no one believes him." Snape hissed to Filch. "You will report to the Headmaster's office at once Mr Dursley. Professor Dumbledore will want to speak to you over this matter!
Dudley snorted and waltzed off in the direction of Dumbledore's office. Despite all that Dudley had ever done to Harry, Dumbledore had taken a shine to him and invited Dudley up to his office a lot. Dudley never said no to a cup of tea with Dumbledore and went because the boring old man had more sweets and cakes than Dudley had ever seen before and he told Harry that Dumbledore had written off to the Order of Merlin to ask would it be possible to teach him some magic. He had also informed Harry at the time that he was not as special as he liked to think himself just because he had been the only wizard in the family, well now there would be two!
With a sigh, Harry returned to the desk he had left his book on. He stopped two paces away as he found Draco sitting on the desk waiting for him with a smile upon his lips, looking very handsome as the autumn sunlight streamed through the window catching the platinum blond streaks in his hair. Shaking his head, Harry tried to clear out any thought of Draco being cute or handsome. Thinking down those lines would lead to trouble. Big trouble.
"Afternoon, Harry." Draco greeted him with another dazzling smile. "Doing your homework I see; are you looking forward to finding out who the new DADA teacher will be? Or are you more excited to have all the little Gryffindors returning home to you?"
"I suppose I'm slightly curious about who the new teacher will be, but my mind is more excited about seeing."
Draco silenced Harry by swiftly covering distance between them and covering Harry's lips with his hand. "Say you miss Weasley and it will be the last thing you ever say," Draco growled at him.
Harry gulped as Draco released him. Draco had been very courteous and friendly towards him since that night, but this had been the first sign that Draco thought more of that night than just a release. Harry prayed silently that Draco might have come to think of it as a new beginning for them, a turning point almost what had been a hate relationship.
"I was going to say friends." Harry finally said, thinking it better not to rock the boat. "But I miss Ron and Hermione, but honestly Draco there is nothing going on. To be completely honest I."
Harry suddenly bit his tongue. He had been about to tell Draco his most shameful secret. Oh Merlin what a stupid thing to do! Draco would laugh no doubt. He had already exclaimed the night on the Quidditch pitch he was experienced, in both ways. He would only laugh should he find out the boy who lived had been a virgin.
"Finish that sentence." Draco ordered, dragging Harry close to him as he sat back down on the table.
"Draco I don't have to."
Once more Harry never got to finish his sentence as this time Draco dragged him in for a hot branding kiss that made him shiver. Oh God, Harry thought battling his runaway control. But it was a lost cause. Draco was an incredible kisser, he could make you forget your very name and drive you insane with his clever mouth that once had spurted hateful words now was trying to build bridges and seduce him. Pulling back, Harry gasped for breath as a very satisfied Draco grinned at him before turning his attention one to exposing Harry's throat. "I didn't I tell you to finish that sentence." Draco murmured whilst kissing the column of Harry's throat.
"I was a virgin, that night." Harry replied without resistance or thought.
He felt Draco stiffen and sit back to regard him, and beam a wicked smile. "Well that is something big. I never had a virgin before, Potter. Answers my question though, you and Weasley are just mates and the little Granger is just a girlie friend not a secret crush."
"Ron would run a mile if you suggested he was gay," Harry said looking into Draco eyes as he felt a need to reaffirm what he had said.
Draco said he was game to follow this thing through to wherever it might go; the more Harry thought about it maybe it would not be so bad. They might even come out of it good friends, which would be a good thing. Draco had always been an incredible student like Hermione and Harry felt at the final reckoning Draco might be a big help.
"Has Weasley got a problem with homosexuals?" Draco asked raising an perfectly arched eyebrow.
"No, he hasn't just he really loves Hermione." Harry replied. "It gets on his nerves and scares him that people thinks he could be. Sometimes he doesn't realise that it is not obvious to everyone."
"Each to their own," Draco shrugged. "Glad to know that he won't go off the deep end about us then."
"Pardon?"
Draco exhaled a breath and then spoke slowly to a confused Harry. "If this should go anywhere, Harry it is nice to know Weasley won't drop you like a bag of bricks. Now shall we get something to eat?"
"Draco, are you ok with this being our secret for a while?" Harry asked biting his lip nervously. "I just want to be sure about us."
Draco just smiled and led the way to the great hall. He did not say another word on the matter until Dumbledore bid them all goodnight and retired to bed. Draco walked Harry to the Gryffindor dorms and then in a low whisper said, "Our secret." Before he kissed Harry thoroughly leaving Harry with no doubt that this was more likely to go somewhere up than dying out quickly. With some dread Harry thought, this passion could consume him and lead to him falling in love very quickly if Draco didn't stop kissing him like that. With a heavy heart, Harry muttered the password to the fat lady portrait and went to bed to a sleep filled with dreams about a certain blond Slytherin prince.
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Lucius Malfoy was used to better condition that this slime covered cell he had been placed in to await his punishment and judgement. In the darkness of his first days, he had found the carved name of Sirius Black. It had been amusing to him to find he shared the same cell as Black. A man he remembered well from school, shame that he had not had better taste in friends. Dwelling on the thought, Lucius recalled how Potter's son had rejected his friendship. Black and Potter had done the same to him all those years ago. Funny how things repeated themselves.
Leaning back against the wall, Lucius closed his eyes and listened to the moans and groans of the other prisoners. He had not said a word since being locked away, he still had his pride and that would keep him sane. He just had to trust in his own strength. Good old Voldermort would not come to his aid, Lucius Malfoy was once again on his own. At least his family were safe and sound.
Hurried footsteps in the corridor surprised Lucius. Normally the guards that had replaced the Dementors took more time whilst on duty. They were no fools and took every sound with as a possible element of trouble. Suddenly the bolt on his door opened and in walked Fudge. The idiot wizards trusted to run the Ministry.
"Lucius," Fudge nodded to him before sitting down in the chair a guard carried in.
"What do you want?" Lucius snapped wishing everyone would just leave him be. Every day the guards had a good laugh at how far the great name of Malfoy had fallen. Now he was cursed with the worst of all men, no doubt to bare worse news, perhaps the jury had decided his fate. Was it to be the kiss? Or perhaps just death? The punishment would not be any less, Lucius knew they thought him a traitor and did not care about the opinion of others. Draco still valued him and that was all that mattered.
"Er, well." Fudge said running his hand nervously through his hair. "The council has decided your punishment Lucius. Your service to the Ministry was taken into account but they also took into account of what happened last week."
Confusion filled Lucius's mind. What had happened last week? A new sort of coldness seeped into Lucius black heart, the cold ache of fear. He had never been afraid of anything in his life accept were his family were concerned. He knew in his heart something had happened to them.
"What happened last week?" Lucius demanded getting to his feet, urgency filling his voice.
"Didn't they tell you?" Fudge asked stupidly. "You manor was attacked by Voldermort. Flattened it. You wife is missing, Lucius. We are trying to find her but Voldermort has gone to ground and we lost his trail."
Despair filled Lucius's heart. "Draco? What about my son, Fudge?"
"Safe according to our people, can't tell you where Lucius, security issues." Fudge replied a little scared of the towering figure of Lucius Malfoy who in his time at Azkaban had acquired rugged, menacing look to his features that made him look as equally as dangerous as Voldermort himself. "Based on this the jury decided only you could know where to find your wife, we don't want Voldermort to murder more innocent bystanders. Therefore I have your release papers. But you're going to have to do something in return to earn them."
"What?" Lucius barked out.
"You going to have to lead us to Voldermort." Fudge said standing up. "Despite your Slytherin nature, Lucius your going to have to be a spy for the light. We know Voldermort is planning his final move. We need details. You help us then we help you. It would be a shame for Draco to become an orphan, wouldn't it?"
Fear struck through Lucius at the words orphan. Never would he allow it whilst he was alive. Sometimes duty to ones family overcame ones own nature, resigning his darker side Lucius signed the agreement. He would bring down Voldermort. But now it was personal. He would play along for now but when the time came not even the Dark Lord would survive the wrath of this Malfoy.
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Big shout out for Rogue messenger my buddy from down under! Glad you liked! Hope to see more of your story soon; check out Something More if you have the time it is great! It might be my fiction but your input means a lot! I have a lot of plans for Lucius.
I believe like you and Anarchy- Agent, Lucius Malfoy by birthright is a baddie and I would never try to change that, but I like to think everyone has a bit of good in him or her. I think with Lucius his good is in his family and I hate people who think he would abuse Draco or Narcissa, but that is my own personal belief. I hope you like how I write Lucius!
A big good luck to Elvish Lady. I hope you do well on your finals and to everyone else sitting exams good luck too! I have got exams in January, thankfully there not on my Birthday this year that is the 14th! I liked your ideas, you should write as your own fanfiction. I based Dumbledore's favouritism on Dudley on your suggestion. Sadly I am not a big fan of Dudley and think he deserves a bit of hardship in his life for once; revenge.
I really like Lvpagan's idea of letting him end up with Filch, (that is responsible for the idea of him upsetting Filch, it make the revenge thread more sweet as Filch gets his own back too!) So he is going to head that way until he learns to eat some humble pie. Don't worry I really liked your idea so once Dudley learnt his lesson he is going to study under Dumbledore and lose weight and become a better person, but Draco is going to still terrify him and he will think twice about ever picking on Harry again. Dudley won't remain key aspect though at chapter ten he is going to vanish into the depths of the school only to surface in the last chapter. During school time I don't think he should appear much (only in conversation when Ron is going to be very pleased with himself as he stomps mud over Dudley's just mopped boy's bathroom, oh and when Hermione talks about him upsetting Moaning Murtle (sp?) who splashes him. Sorry couldn't resist. ^_^)
Oh and I didn't know Narcissa had blond hair hope this brief introduction to this chapter from Narcissa's point of view helps make it better! And Narcissa is going to be ok for all those worried about her!
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Chapter Four- Secrets
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Narcissa sat against the cold wall, eye closed and ignoring the towering figure above her. Voldermort refused to leave her in peace. He had demanded to know how Draco had gotten to Hogwarts, could he use this way to invade himself, why did she not just tell him what he wanted so he could release her? Truth was Narcissa would rather cut her tongue out that betray Lucius or Draco that would be what she would do if she revealed her secrets.
"When did you change your hair colour Narcissa?"
The question startled her. Opening her eyes, Narcissa saw Wormtail standing above her holding a plate of what could be food. Her stomach growled at the thought of food. For two days Voldermort had refused her food, water and decent sleeping quarters chaining her up in his private rooms so she had no chance to escape. At least she was allowed to use the ancient bathroom now and again to freshen up.
"Blond creates more ripples than I wanted." Narcissa answered her old school friends as he knelt beside her to untie her hand binds. "Blond and Malfoy are one in the same. I became dark so that maybe the ministry would listen to me. It failed to impress though."
"The thought that counts." Wormtail half smiled, looking her in the eye. Narcissa was surprised to see pain lingering there. "I never meant for what has happened to come about Narcissa. Even I have lots good friends to this war, be thankful Malfoy is in prison and safe."
"Most of your lost friends' deaths were your fault, Peter." Narcissa hissed hearing footsteps out on the landing. "You murdered my best friend and her husband, your responsible for too many crimes, you won't find sympathy from me!"
Feeling a stubborn streak kick through her blood, Narcissa brought the plate of food down onto Wormtail's head as Voldermort walked through the door. Narcissa turned and glared at the Dark Lord as his deep laughter filled the room. She retreated back to her wall and closed her eyes and tried to return to the memories of happier days. The picnics on the Malfoy land with Lucius and a young Draco were her favourite memories, when the darkness had retreated far from their lives and her small family had not been hunted, or torn apart by fate. Happier, peaceful times when her only worry had been bathing her family in her love.
From her happy place in her mind, Narcissa heard Voldermort speak to Wormtail. "Never the charmer, Wormtail. Narcissa Malfoy is a stubborn, difficult but beautiful woman, did you honestly think you could succeed with her? You are more a fool that I thought you."
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Since that night on the Quidditch pitch, Harry had kept mostly to himself. Draco's desire filled eyes haunted him into the night sometimes. It made him feel happier. Even if it had just been emotional stress release, it had release him of the guilt of Sirius death. He had began to move his belongings back to the Gryffindor dorm he shared with Ron and the other boys of his year. He had completed his homework for potions and was rather pleased with the result. Hermione was going to be surprised. Life was getting so normalcy back into it.
CRASH.
Harry glanced up as he heard the large crash in the hall. Closing the library book he had been reading about his summer Dark Arts homework, he got to his feet to explore the noise. Opening the door he heard the arguing voices of Dudley, Snape and what appeared to be Filch's.
"It was all his fault professor!" Filch said, his voice filled with accusation.
"Did not!" Dudley shouted in his normal spoilt voice. "You did it with your freaky magic! You did it just to get me in trouble!"
"Why you little."
Harry looked out into the corridor just in time to see Filch lunge for Dudley. Sadly, Dudley good behaviour had not lasted. Now he expected everyone to wait hand and foot on him. Filch was Dudley's most hated member of staff; he was constantly trying to get Filch into trouble. The old caretaker had Harry sympathy when it came into run-ins with Dudley.
Professor Snape reacted quick enough to grab Filch and pull him back against the opposite wall. "Calm yourself man, he is only a muggle child no one believes him." Snape hissed to Filch. "You will report to the Headmaster's office at once Mr Dursley. Professor Dumbledore will want to speak to you over this matter!
Dudley snorted and waltzed off in the direction of Dumbledore's office. Despite all that Dudley had ever done to Harry, Dumbledore had taken a shine to him and invited Dudley up to his office a lot. Dudley never said no to a cup of tea with Dumbledore and went because the boring old man had more sweets and cakes than Dudley had ever seen before and he told Harry that Dumbledore had written off to the Order of Merlin to ask would it be possible to teach him some magic. He had also informed Harry at the time that he was not as special as he liked to think himself just because he had been the only wizard in the family, well now there would be two!
With a sigh, Harry returned to the desk he had left his book on. He stopped two paces away as he found Draco sitting on the desk waiting for him with a smile upon his lips, looking very handsome as the autumn sunlight streamed through the window catching the platinum blond streaks in his hair. Shaking his head, Harry tried to clear out any thought of Draco being cute or handsome. Thinking down those lines would lead to trouble. Big trouble.
"Afternoon, Harry." Draco greeted him with another dazzling smile. "Doing your homework I see; are you looking forward to finding out who the new DADA teacher will be? Or are you more excited to have all the little Gryffindors returning home to you?"
"I suppose I'm slightly curious about who the new teacher will be, but my mind is more excited about seeing."
Draco silenced Harry by swiftly covering distance between them and covering Harry's lips with his hand. "Say you miss Weasley and it will be the last thing you ever say," Draco growled at him.
Harry gulped as Draco released him. Draco had been very courteous and friendly towards him since that night, but this had been the first sign that Draco thought more of that night than just a release. Harry prayed silently that Draco might have come to think of it as a new beginning for them, a turning point almost what had been a hate relationship.
"I was going to say friends." Harry finally said, thinking it better not to rock the boat. "But I miss Ron and Hermione, but honestly Draco there is nothing going on. To be completely honest I."
Harry suddenly bit his tongue. He had been about to tell Draco his most shameful secret. Oh Merlin what a stupid thing to do! Draco would laugh no doubt. He had already exclaimed the night on the Quidditch pitch he was experienced, in both ways. He would only laugh should he find out the boy who lived had been a virgin.
"Finish that sentence." Draco ordered, dragging Harry close to him as he sat back down on the table.
"Draco I don't have to."
Once more Harry never got to finish his sentence as this time Draco dragged him in for a hot branding kiss that made him shiver. Oh God, Harry thought battling his runaway control. But it was a lost cause. Draco was an incredible kisser, he could make you forget your very name and drive you insane with his clever mouth that once had spurted hateful words now was trying to build bridges and seduce him. Pulling back, Harry gasped for breath as a very satisfied Draco grinned at him before turning his attention one to exposing Harry's throat. "I didn't I tell you to finish that sentence." Draco murmured whilst kissing the column of Harry's throat.
"I was a virgin, that night." Harry replied without resistance or thought.
He felt Draco stiffen and sit back to regard him, and beam a wicked smile. "Well that is something big. I never had a virgin before, Potter. Answers my question though, you and Weasley are just mates and the little Granger is just a girlie friend not a secret crush."
"Ron would run a mile if you suggested he was gay," Harry said looking into Draco eyes as he felt a need to reaffirm what he had said.
Draco said he was game to follow this thing through to wherever it might go; the more Harry thought about it maybe it would not be so bad. They might even come out of it good friends, which would be a good thing. Draco had always been an incredible student like Hermione and Harry felt at the final reckoning Draco might be a big help.
"Has Weasley got a problem with homosexuals?" Draco asked raising an perfectly arched eyebrow.
"No, he hasn't just he really loves Hermione." Harry replied. "It gets on his nerves and scares him that people thinks he could be. Sometimes he doesn't realise that it is not obvious to everyone."
"Each to their own," Draco shrugged. "Glad to know that he won't go off the deep end about us then."
"Pardon?"
Draco exhaled a breath and then spoke slowly to a confused Harry. "If this should go anywhere, Harry it is nice to know Weasley won't drop you like a bag of bricks. Now shall we get something to eat?"
"Draco, are you ok with this being our secret for a while?" Harry asked biting his lip nervously. "I just want to be sure about us."
Draco just smiled and led the way to the great hall. He did not say another word on the matter until Dumbledore bid them all goodnight and retired to bed. Draco walked Harry to the Gryffindor dorms and then in a low whisper said, "Our secret." Before he kissed Harry thoroughly leaving Harry with no doubt that this was more likely to go somewhere up than dying out quickly. With some dread Harry thought, this passion could consume him and lead to him falling in love very quickly if Draco didn't stop kissing him like that. With a heavy heart, Harry muttered the password to the fat lady portrait and went to bed to a sleep filled with dreams about a certain blond Slytherin prince.
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Lucius Malfoy was used to better condition that this slime covered cell he had been placed in to await his punishment and judgement. In the darkness of his first days, he had found the carved name of Sirius Black. It had been amusing to him to find he shared the same cell as Black. A man he remembered well from school, shame that he had not had better taste in friends. Dwelling on the thought, Lucius recalled how Potter's son had rejected his friendship. Black and Potter had done the same to him all those years ago. Funny how things repeated themselves.
Leaning back against the wall, Lucius closed his eyes and listened to the moans and groans of the other prisoners. He had not said a word since being locked away, he still had his pride and that would keep him sane. He just had to trust in his own strength. Good old Voldermort would not come to his aid, Lucius Malfoy was once again on his own. At least his family were safe and sound.
Hurried footsteps in the corridor surprised Lucius. Normally the guards that had replaced the Dementors took more time whilst on duty. They were no fools and took every sound with as a possible element of trouble. Suddenly the bolt on his door opened and in walked Fudge. The idiot wizards trusted to run the Ministry.
"Lucius," Fudge nodded to him before sitting down in the chair a guard carried in.
"What do you want?" Lucius snapped wishing everyone would just leave him be. Every day the guards had a good laugh at how far the great name of Malfoy had fallen. Now he was cursed with the worst of all men, no doubt to bare worse news, perhaps the jury had decided his fate. Was it to be the kiss? Or perhaps just death? The punishment would not be any less, Lucius knew they thought him a traitor and did not care about the opinion of others. Draco still valued him and that was all that mattered.
"Er, well." Fudge said running his hand nervously through his hair. "The council has decided your punishment Lucius. Your service to the Ministry was taken into account but they also took into account of what happened last week."
Confusion filled Lucius's mind. What had happened last week? A new sort of coldness seeped into Lucius black heart, the cold ache of fear. He had never been afraid of anything in his life accept were his family were concerned. He knew in his heart something had happened to them.
"What happened last week?" Lucius demanded getting to his feet, urgency filling his voice.
"Didn't they tell you?" Fudge asked stupidly. "You manor was attacked by Voldermort. Flattened it. You wife is missing, Lucius. We are trying to find her but Voldermort has gone to ground and we lost his trail."
Despair filled Lucius's heart. "Draco? What about my son, Fudge?"
"Safe according to our people, can't tell you where Lucius, security issues." Fudge replied a little scared of the towering figure of Lucius Malfoy who in his time at Azkaban had acquired rugged, menacing look to his features that made him look as equally as dangerous as Voldermort himself. "Based on this the jury decided only you could know where to find your wife, we don't want Voldermort to murder more innocent bystanders. Therefore I have your release papers. But you're going to have to do something in return to earn them."
"What?" Lucius barked out.
"You going to have to lead us to Voldermort." Fudge said standing up. "Despite your Slytherin nature, Lucius your going to have to be a spy for the light. We know Voldermort is planning his final move. We need details. You help us then we help you. It would be a shame for Draco to become an orphan, wouldn't it?"
Fear struck through Lucius at the words orphan. Never would he allow it whilst he was alive. Sometimes duty to ones family overcame ones own nature, resigning his darker side Lucius signed the agreement. He would bring down Voldermort. But now it was personal. He would play along for now but when the time came not even the Dark Lord would survive the wrath of this Malfoy.
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Big shout out for Rogue messenger my buddy from down under! Glad you liked! Hope to see more of your story soon; check out Something More if you have the time it is great! It might be my fiction but your input means a lot! I have a lot of plans for Lucius.
I believe like you and Anarchy- Agent, Lucius Malfoy by birthright is a baddie and I would never try to change that, but I like to think everyone has a bit of good in him or her. I think with Lucius his good is in his family and I hate people who think he would abuse Draco or Narcissa, but that is my own personal belief. I hope you like how I write Lucius!
A big good luck to Elvish Lady. I hope you do well on your finals and to everyone else sitting exams good luck too! I have got exams in January, thankfully there not on my Birthday this year that is the 14th! I liked your ideas, you should write as your own fanfiction. I based Dumbledore's favouritism on Dudley on your suggestion. Sadly I am not a big fan of Dudley and think he deserves a bit of hardship in his life for once; revenge.
I really like Lvpagan's idea of letting him end up with Filch, (that is responsible for the idea of him upsetting Filch, it make the revenge thread more sweet as Filch gets his own back too!) So he is going to head that way until he learns to eat some humble pie. Don't worry I really liked your idea so once Dudley learnt his lesson he is going to study under Dumbledore and lose weight and become a better person, but Draco is going to still terrify him and he will think twice about ever picking on Harry again. Dudley won't remain key aspect though at chapter ten he is going to vanish into the depths of the school only to surface in the last chapter. During school time I don't think he should appear much (only in conversation when Ron is going to be very pleased with himself as he stomps mud over Dudley's just mopped boy's bathroom, oh and when Hermione talks about him upsetting Moaning Murtle (sp?) who splashes him. Sorry couldn't resist. ^_^)