Disclaimers and such in part 0

Chapter 1 - Look What I Found

Many things could be - and often were - said of Lucius Malfoy. Stupid, however, was not one of them. He knew his reputation of being a seriously evil man got him many things, least of which was clear passage through Knockturn Alley. Many eyes watched as the platinum-haired man entered Borgin and Burkes. A greasy haired, fawning little man scurried up to him.

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy," Borgin smiled. "So good to see you today."

"Your note said you had something that might interest me," Lucius said, sounding bored.

"One moment while I fetch it from the back." The little man walked into the back room. When he returned, he was carrying an old book.

"I acquired this a few days ago when I took possession of several crates from an estate whose master died under... less than natural circumstances," he said. "I owled you the moment I saw it." He held the book out to Lucius.

Lucius took the book and looked at the front. 'La Prophetie du Famille du Malfoy' was written in faded gold lettering. Years of training kept the surprise of actually seeing a book he'd only heard stories about from showing on his face.

"And how much do you want for this?" Lucius asked.

Borgin almost smirked. Like he ever expected the man in front of him to pay for something he considered to belong to his family in the first place. "No charge, of course, Mr. Malfoy," the man said. "It does belong to your family, does it not?"

"Indeed it does," Lucius agreed. "If there is nothing else?"

"Not at all," Borgin said, bowing his head. Lucius nodded to him then, slipping the book into his cloak, turned and walked out of the store.

Three days later, Lucius was sitting in his study, reading a particular passage in the book. Under the heading of 'The Sign of the Lion', he found a particularly interesting prophesy. The lion drawn on the page bore a striking resemblance to the emblem of Gryffindor.

The child borne of Light and Dark

Borne of two not alike but like as one to another

Power the child will have and powerful the child will be

Borne in hate, this child will destroy the darkness in its

path and rule in its stead

But if borne in love, the child will destroy the darkness

and peace shall reign for all his days

He found the same prophecy in a section labeled 'The Name of the Dragon'. Had anyone seen the smile that crossed his face at that moment would have run screaming from the room out of sheer terror.

This prophecy had to be about Draco and Harry Potter, he was sure of it. This was perfect. A child born to Draco and Harry would be a very powerful wizard, indeed, prophecy or no. A child, however, that could be used to defeat Voldemort himself, well, that was something else altogether. It would be a child that he would raise himself to be the next Dark Lord and his parents would have no say in the matter. He would have no trouble getting custody of the child since both parents would still be students at the time of the both. Now how to get them bonded and Harry pregnant.

He had decided it would be Harry to carry the child, a little added humiliation on top of having to bond with someone he loathed. Draco would go along with it, he was sure of that. He had too much self-preservation in him to do otherwise but how to get Harry and Dumbledore to agree to it? An idea suddenly came to him. Pushing himself away from his desk, he walked over to the fire place.

An hour later, a non-descript man was standing in front of his desk. "Let me get this straight," the man said. "You want me to find this man? And bring you proof of where he is and who's been hiding him?"

"Correct," Lucius said.

"What makes you think I can do it when every auror in the Ministry can't find him?" the man asked.

"In the first place, you have means at your disposal the aurors don't have," Lucius said. "Secondly, you're not afraid to, how shall I put it, get your hands a little dirty when you work."

"All right, I'll see what I can find out," the man said. "This won't come cheap."

"Don't worry," Lucius said, "you be adequately compensated."

"I should have something for you in a week."

"Make sure you do."

It was ten days actually when the man returned to Malfoy Manor. He had a very pleased look on his face.

"You have something for me?" Lucius asked.

"Everything you asked for," the man said, laying a folder on the desk. "I believe you'll find it quite enlightening."

Lucius opened the folder. "Yes, very enlightening," he said. "You'll find a suitable amount transferred to your Gringott's account within the hour."

"Thank you, sir," he said. "I'll take my leave now, if I may?"

"I trust I don't have to tell you not to speak of this to anyone," Lucius said, the threat clear in his voice.

"Of course not," the man said. "My business would be ruined if I went around blathering about my clients."

"Not to mention your life would be worthless," Lucius smirked.

"There is that," he said. He bowed his head. "Good day, sir." He turned and left.

Lucius returned to the folder in front of him. "Oh, Harry," he chuckled. "I am so looking forward to having you for a son-in-law."

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