Chapter Four: Rivalries
(A/N I just wanted to say where the names for the Jacobi brothers came. They will be major players in this fic. Plus, I like showing off my name making skills, except when it comes to the Malfoys. Hard to name, those ones! First, Jacobi is after Sir Derek Jacobi (I think it's Derek), an English actor who plays Claudius in Hamlet directed by Kenneth Brannagh (aka Lockhart). Loki and Bartleby are the names of the two fallen angels in Dogma, in which Alan Rickman stars (aka my beloved Snape). So, both names have Harry Potter connection, if only loosely.)
Draco's dreams that night were haunted by her memory. Remembrances of her face, her voice, and the love and hate she had always shown him. She had called him her little ferret (A/N HE HE HE, sorry to interrupt but it is beyond me not to laugh at Draco at this point), typically with great affection. Yet he remembered her rages at him when their parents were out, and he was left in her care.
The day past at such a rate that Draco felt certain Father had cast some sort of spell that slowed time to a snail's pace. Everything was so tedious. He desperately wanted to return to Lucia's room and her writings, but didn't dare do such a thing in the middle of the day.
Finally darkness fell, and thankfully Father didn't feel like trying to teach his son anything that night. Draco went to his room, and waited until the house was settled. Then once again he stole over to the other end of the house, slipping through windows to return to the pages of his sister's diary.
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
What a boring summer! I swear, the only reason Mother and Father brought me home was to baby-sit. I'm so sick of that little spoiled brat who always insists that I play with him, whether I have things to do or not! And unfortunately calling Dobby and letting Draco through things at the stupid elf only works so many times.
I can't blame it all on my brother. After all, he is being raised to be the Malfoy heir, which basically means being a copy of Father whose main purpose in life is to beget another heir to become yet another manufactured Malfoy. It is really sickening to think about what he will have to endure. I think I'd rather be the second-rate daughter I am than the all-important son Draco is.
On a happy note, summer is almost over. All my summer assignments have been completed for over a month, and rechecked and rewritten countless number of times. The highest quality of course is the Potions essay. It was supposed to be five sheets of parchment; mine is ten. I don't see this as being a teacher's pet. I see it as gathering allies whom I may need to call upon. Yet again Father's teaching rule how I behave. At least now I notice it.
I can't wait to go back to school.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
I thought Bill Weasley annoyed me last year. This year the stupid Gryffindor seems to be going out of his way to irritate me. Trying to win the teachers over onto his side, against me and my house. As if he could.
Father told me about the Weasleys, in on of the very few conversations we had over the summer. A bunch of Muggle-lovers, and an insult to purebloods everywhere. Both my parents went to school with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and neither Mother nor Father hold Arthur or Molly in high esteem. In fact, they place them below the mudbloods, such as the girl Lily Evans they talk about. Though she was the mother of The Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter. But she is irrelevant to this discussion.
Arthur Weasley works in the Ministry of Magic, in the Department for the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts. A position that is not very well paying, Father said disdainfully. And there are seven, SEVEN, Weasley children!!! Bill is the oldest. His younger brother Charlie is a first-year now, and from what I hear it seems that he is even worse than Bill. If such a thing is possible.
As I said before, Bill is becoming an increasing nuisance to me. Even worse is his best friend, that mudblood Daniels. When I told Father about him, he said it figured a Weasley would be friends with such filth. But last year, though they were irritating, they at least appeared somewhat intelligent. But now they have started to try and take way some of my influence.
I am a Malfoy, and this will not be tolerated. As much as it pains me to admit it, I still want to make Father proud.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
Well, I have accomplished my first goal for this year: expanding my influence. The new first-years were easily brought into my circle, and even Loki is beginning to lose sway to me. We have even been successful in bringing older students into the group. Bartleby Jacobi was the easiest, and once we had him we had almost all of the third-year Slytherins with us. Now work on the fourth-years begins, and soon we may even reach the prefect level. Which is the highest we will get to, as the Head Boy is Gryffindor and the Head Girl, gasp, Hufflepuff. Apparently the girls in 7th-year are quite pathetic.
Anyways, now that this has been achieved, I am able to begin using my power for my own purposes. And right now my purpose is to bring Weasley and Daniels down a few notches. Nothing serious, just a good embarrassment. And of course, something that cannot be linked to me. I'm not sure what it will be just yet but trust me, diary dear, it will be good.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
I have it! The perfect plan for humiliation! I discovered it during the Christmas holidays. I found a spell for this potion in one of Father's old school books. One of the ones he used for practical jokes on the Gryffindors. Like father, like daughter. Finally a similarity besides appearance. I wonder what he would think. But I don't think I'll tell him. Most likely Father would ignore me anyways.
So, this potion I found is used to colour people's skin, temporarily of course. So, with help from the others, I think that I will be able to sneak into the Gryffindor dormitory, and put some on Weasley and Daniels' beds. And the next day, they will be Slytherin green and silver, of course.
I can't wait to tell the others. I will be back at Hogwarts tomorrow, and then my plan will start to be put into action. The main problem will be getting the ingredients, without alerting Snape. Or maybe I should let him know, just to see what happens. Since it's just a little prank, I don't think I'd get in too much trouble. And even if I did, I don't think Father would be too upset. Though I am trying to care less about what he thinks is appropriate or not. Then again, look at who my friends are!
Well I have some reading to do - teaching myself DADA since Quirrel is so useless - so I'll give you an update later.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
The plan is a go. I've already prepared the potion, under Snape's supervision! I decided that I would go ahead and test out how much he actually likes me. I wouldn't be surprised if he turns me in, but I also wouldn't be too surprised it he didn't.
Anyways, here's the plan. Loki is going to find out the password to the Gryffindor dorm tonight. Tomorrow he's going to lead the others of the Slytherin Alliance, as we call our group of 1st, 2nd, and now 3rd year students, in creating a diversion. This prank has solidified relations with the year ahead of us, and if we can pull it off perfectly we should at very least earn some respect from the older years. Maybe not the prefects, but everyone else.
Once the diversion has stirred up all of Gryffindor, and conveniently left the dorm empty, it is my job to go and set the trap. Once I'm out, I'll go to where the others are and signal to them with a wand-flare.
If all goes to plan, Weasley and Daniels will be green in two days time. With no way of pinning it on me.
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco found himself grinning at his sister's plans. It was a good idea, something he might have thought of. It was even against a Weasley! Too bad it had already been used, and would be easy to blame on him.
He eagerly turned the page, burning to find out the consequences of Lucia's enacted plan.
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
Well, it's done. The potions are set. Tomorrow morning, Weasley and the mudblood will wake up green, with Slytherin written on their bodies in silver. As something special, the Weasel will also have a serpent on his chest. I had extra potion, and was feeling rather creative.
Almost got caught on the way out of Gryffindor, but Weasley Jr. But like his brother Charlie is no match for me.
Now all there is left to do is wait for tomorrow.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
Slytherin did lose many points, but everyone agrees it was worth it. But let me start from the beginning.
I was up extra early this morning, so I could completely distance myself from the prank. The only other person in the Hall when I arrived there for breakfast was Snape. He was watching me carefully, trying to figure out why I would be there so early. I don't think he believed my excuse of wanting to do some last minute studying for my Herbology test. He knows me too well to think I would cram at the last minute.
So, I wasn't in the Hall when my victims arrived. But Loki and the others told me about it. I so wish I could have seen them, and heard the laughter that engulfed the entire room, especially at Slytherin table. It would have been priceless.
I was able to avoid the green pair until Transfiguration, which we had right after lunch. I was trying to get to class early and stay away from them, but sometimes Gryffindors do actually use their brains. Weasley and Daniels were waiting there for me, and started yelling accusations. It was a battle of willpower to keep from laughing in their faces. They looked just as hilarious as Loki has promised. I really wish I had a picture of them, but alas I don't have a camera. Besides, how would I have managed to get a good shot?
Anyways, McGonagall came then, and I was able to put on my most innocent face, and convince her that I had nothing to do with the joke. I was just about to go into class, certain of victory, when Snape came. It was hard, but I was able to remain calm, waiting to see if he gave me up.
He didn't!!! All he said was that this potion was actually very simple to make, though it would not be in a book available in the library. But then he left, without saying a word against me.
I had to stay after Potions class, but I was expecting that. I got a lecture about betraying trust, and how Snape expects that I will behave in a more fitting manner in the future. Then, just as I was leaving, he actually congratulated me. So, now I know where he stands.
Maybe I should tell Father.
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco was intrigued. As far as he knew, Snape hated all the students, even those in his house. Yes, he favored them, but he would never cover up for anyone currently in Slytherin. And yet he had for Lucia. That relationship went beyond the typical student-teacher, apparently.
It was also intriguing to see how she felt about Bill Weasley at this point in time. Draco was never exactly sure what happened the summer after Lucia graduated, but he knew the eldest Weasley played a big part in it.
(A/N FORESHADOWING! Very fun!!! I just want to add to my previous note, about explaining Lucia's behavior. No matter how nice she may seem, how vulnerable, she is always a Malfoy.
And hears again to my reviewers:
Darcel: I'm still not completely sure what all is going to happen to Lucia (no idea so far as to what happens in third-year), so I share your excitement.
Aurelia: Glad you like chapter three, so do I. I hope this one lives up to your expectations.
Guardian of Lost Souls: I've really found myself becoming attached to Draco, as I try to explore what made him into the slimy little git he is. Lucius defiantly is to blame for his son, and in this fic he also causes the ruin of his daughter (more foreshadowing, though you probably already knew that, because this is not an AU)
Jeanne: Haven't had time yet, but I will be reading your fics soon. I also like seeing what people write on similar subjects to my own fics. Also I tried to concentrate more on the other Slytherins, just for you.
Thanks again to all the reviewers, especially those who previously reviewed my story. Keep them coming. And, as I said before, I really don't know what is going to happen in Lucia's third-year yet, so there may be a longer delay before the next update. Hopefully not, but be prepared.)
(A/N I just wanted to say where the names for the Jacobi brothers came. They will be major players in this fic. Plus, I like showing off my name making skills, except when it comes to the Malfoys. Hard to name, those ones! First, Jacobi is after Sir Derek Jacobi (I think it's Derek), an English actor who plays Claudius in Hamlet directed by Kenneth Brannagh (aka Lockhart). Loki and Bartleby are the names of the two fallen angels in Dogma, in which Alan Rickman stars (aka my beloved Snape). So, both names have Harry Potter connection, if only loosely.)
Draco's dreams that night were haunted by her memory. Remembrances of her face, her voice, and the love and hate she had always shown him. She had called him her little ferret (A/N HE HE HE, sorry to interrupt but it is beyond me not to laugh at Draco at this point), typically with great affection. Yet he remembered her rages at him when their parents were out, and he was left in her care.
The day past at such a rate that Draco felt certain Father had cast some sort of spell that slowed time to a snail's pace. Everything was so tedious. He desperately wanted to return to Lucia's room and her writings, but didn't dare do such a thing in the middle of the day.
Finally darkness fell, and thankfully Father didn't feel like trying to teach his son anything that night. Draco went to his room, and waited until the house was settled. Then once again he stole over to the other end of the house, slipping through windows to return to the pages of his sister's diary.
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
What a boring summer! I swear, the only reason Mother and Father brought me home was to baby-sit. I'm so sick of that little spoiled brat who always insists that I play with him, whether I have things to do or not! And unfortunately calling Dobby and letting Draco through things at the stupid elf only works so many times.
I can't blame it all on my brother. After all, he is being raised to be the Malfoy heir, which basically means being a copy of Father whose main purpose in life is to beget another heir to become yet another manufactured Malfoy. It is really sickening to think about what he will have to endure. I think I'd rather be the second-rate daughter I am than the all-important son Draco is.
On a happy note, summer is almost over. All my summer assignments have been completed for over a month, and rechecked and rewritten countless number of times. The highest quality of course is the Potions essay. It was supposed to be five sheets of parchment; mine is ten. I don't see this as being a teacher's pet. I see it as gathering allies whom I may need to call upon. Yet again Father's teaching rule how I behave. At least now I notice it.
I can't wait to go back to school.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
I thought Bill Weasley annoyed me last year. This year the stupid Gryffindor seems to be going out of his way to irritate me. Trying to win the teachers over onto his side, against me and my house. As if he could.
Father told me about the Weasleys, in on of the very few conversations we had over the summer. A bunch of Muggle-lovers, and an insult to purebloods everywhere. Both my parents went to school with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and neither Mother nor Father hold Arthur or Molly in high esteem. In fact, they place them below the mudbloods, such as the girl Lily Evans they talk about. Though she was the mother of The Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter. But she is irrelevant to this discussion.
Arthur Weasley works in the Ministry of Magic, in the Department for the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts. A position that is not very well paying, Father said disdainfully. And there are seven, SEVEN, Weasley children!!! Bill is the oldest. His younger brother Charlie is a first-year now, and from what I hear it seems that he is even worse than Bill. If such a thing is possible.
As I said before, Bill is becoming an increasing nuisance to me. Even worse is his best friend, that mudblood Daniels. When I told Father about him, he said it figured a Weasley would be friends with such filth. But last year, though they were irritating, they at least appeared somewhat intelligent. But now they have started to try and take way some of my influence.
I am a Malfoy, and this will not be tolerated. As much as it pains me to admit it, I still want to make Father proud.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
Well, I have accomplished my first goal for this year: expanding my influence. The new first-years were easily brought into my circle, and even Loki is beginning to lose sway to me. We have even been successful in bringing older students into the group. Bartleby Jacobi was the easiest, and once we had him we had almost all of the third-year Slytherins with us. Now work on the fourth-years begins, and soon we may even reach the prefect level. Which is the highest we will get to, as the Head Boy is Gryffindor and the Head Girl, gasp, Hufflepuff. Apparently the girls in 7th-year are quite pathetic.
Anyways, now that this has been achieved, I am able to begin using my power for my own purposes. And right now my purpose is to bring Weasley and Daniels down a few notches. Nothing serious, just a good embarrassment. And of course, something that cannot be linked to me. I'm not sure what it will be just yet but trust me, diary dear, it will be good.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
I have it! The perfect plan for humiliation! I discovered it during the Christmas holidays. I found a spell for this potion in one of Father's old school books. One of the ones he used for practical jokes on the Gryffindors. Like father, like daughter. Finally a similarity besides appearance. I wonder what he would think. But I don't think I'll tell him. Most likely Father would ignore me anyways.
So, this potion I found is used to colour people's skin, temporarily of course. So, with help from the others, I think that I will be able to sneak into the Gryffindor dormitory, and put some on Weasley and Daniels' beds. And the next day, they will be Slytherin green and silver, of course.
I can't wait to tell the others. I will be back at Hogwarts tomorrow, and then my plan will start to be put into action. The main problem will be getting the ingredients, without alerting Snape. Or maybe I should let him know, just to see what happens. Since it's just a little prank, I don't think I'd get in too much trouble. And even if I did, I don't think Father would be too upset. Though I am trying to care less about what he thinks is appropriate or not. Then again, look at who my friends are!
Well I have some reading to do - teaching myself DADA since Quirrel is so useless - so I'll give you an update later.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
The plan is a go. I've already prepared the potion, under Snape's supervision! I decided that I would go ahead and test out how much he actually likes me. I wouldn't be surprised if he turns me in, but I also wouldn't be too surprised it he didn't.
Anyways, here's the plan. Loki is going to find out the password to the Gryffindor dorm tonight. Tomorrow he's going to lead the others of the Slytherin Alliance, as we call our group of 1st, 2nd, and now 3rd year students, in creating a diversion. This prank has solidified relations with the year ahead of us, and if we can pull it off perfectly we should at very least earn some respect from the older years. Maybe not the prefects, but everyone else.
Once the diversion has stirred up all of Gryffindor, and conveniently left the dorm empty, it is my job to go and set the trap. Once I'm out, I'll go to where the others are and signal to them with a wand-flare.
If all goes to plan, Weasley and Daniels will be green in two days time. With no way of pinning it on me.
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco found himself grinning at his sister's plans. It was a good idea, something he might have thought of. It was even against a Weasley! Too bad it had already been used, and would be easy to blame on him.
He eagerly turned the page, burning to find out the consequences of Lucia's enacted plan.
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
Well, it's done. The potions are set. Tomorrow morning, Weasley and the mudblood will wake up green, with Slytherin written on their bodies in silver. As something special, the Weasel will also have a serpent on his chest. I had extra potion, and was feeling rather creative.
Almost got caught on the way out of Gryffindor, but Weasley Jr. But like his brother Charlie is no match for me.
Now all there is left to do is wait for tomorrow.
Lucia
*~*~*
Dear Diary,
Slytherin did lose many points, but everyone agrees it was worth it. But let me start from the beginning.
I was up extra early this morning, so I could completely distance myself from the prank. The only other person in the Hall when I arrived there for breakfast was Snape. He was watching me carefully, trying to figure out why I would be there so early. I don't think he believed my excuse of wanting to do some last minute studying for my Herbology test. He knows me too well to think I would cram at the last minute.
So, I wasn't in the Hall when my victims arrived. But Loki and the others told me about it. I so wish I could have seen them, and heard the laughter that engulfed the entire room, especially at Slytherin table. It would have been priceless.
I was able to avoid the green pair until Transfiguration, which we had right after lunch. I was trying to get to class early and stay away from them, but sometimes Gryffindors do actually use their brains. Weasley and Daniels were waiting there for me, and started yelling accusations. It was a battle of willpower to keep from laughing in their faces. They looked just as hilarious as Loki has promised. I really wish I had a picture of them, but alas I don't have a camera. Besides, how would I have managed to get a good shot?
Anyways, McGonagall came then, and I was able to put on my most innocent face, and convince her that I had nothing to do with the joke. I was just about to go into class, certain of victory, when Snape came. It was hard, but I was able to remain calm, waiting to see if he gave me up.
He didn't!!! All he said was that this potion was actually very simple to make, though it would not be in a book available in the library. But then he left, without saying a word against me.
I had to stay after Potions class, but I was expecting that. I got a lecture about betraying trust, and how Snape expects that I will behave in a more fitting manner in the future. Then, just as I was leaving, he actually congratulated me. So, now I know where he stands.
Maybe I should tell Father.
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco was intrigued. As far as he knew, Snape hated all the students, even those in his house. Yes, he favored them, but he would never cover up for anyone currently in Slytherin. And yet he had for Lucia. That relationship went beyond the typical student-teacher, apparently.
It was also intriguing to see how she felt about Bill Weasley at this point in time. Draco was never exactly sure what happened the summer after Lucia graduated, but he knew the eldest Weasley played a big part in it.
(A/N FORESHADOWING! Very fun!!! I just want to add to my previous note, about explaining Lucia's behavior. No matter how nice she may seem, how vulnerable, she is always a Malfoy.
And hears again to my reviewers:
Darcel: I'm still not completely sure what all is going to happen to Lucia (no idea so far as to what happens in third-year), so I share your excitement.
Aurelia: Glad you like chapter three, so do I. I hope this one lives up to your expectations.
Guardian of Lost Souls: I've really found myself becoming attached to Draco, as I try to explore what made him into the slimy little git he is. Lucius defiantly is to blame for his son, and in this fic he also causes the ruin of his daughter (more foreshadowing, though you probably already knew that, because this is not an AU)
Jeanne: Haven't had time yet, but I will be reading your fics soon. I also like seeing what people write on similar subjects to my own fics. Also I tried to concentrate more on the other Slytherins, just for you.
Thanks again to all the reviewers, especially those who previously reviewed my story. Keep them coming. And, as I said before, I really don't know what is going to happen in Lucia's third-year yet, so there may be a longer delay before the next update. Hopefully not, but be prepared.)
