Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
Author's Notes: I find explaining stuff about the chapter right before the chapter makes the chapter make more sense. I'm just going to explain a bit about this new character. She's a Vampire, and she comes from Lucius' family. In fact, she's the sister of his great-great grandmother, making her his great-great aunt. She was the youngest sister, and never really gave birth because she was made a Vampire at a young age, somewhere around 27 or 28, I guess. Well, yeah, there, I think that's all that needs explaining at the moment. So, on with the story! Hope you guys like it so far! I put a little something of Jason's in this chapter, but Lucius isn't the one who does it. See if you can spot it. Oh yeah, this chapter's kind of long, but it's kind of key, so hang in there.
ACT 1: THE COMING OF THE DARKNESS CHAPTER 4"Hunting you I can smell you-alive
Your heart pounding in my head…"
~Haunted by EVANESCENCE
Lucius was quite amazed by the audacity of the woman. She walked in as if someone had died and made her supreme ruler of the world. Who was she? Why was she behaving so authoritatively? How did she know his name? And why was he so captivated by her?
"Simple," the woman said, and Luicus realized she had read his thoughts, "I am the one you came here for. My name is Lilith. Have a seat, Mr Malfoy." But Lucius did not sit. He stood quite still, unsure of himself. "What-" he tried to ask, but the question died on his lips. "What am I?" Lilith finished for him with a smirk. "I thought that would have already been obvious. I am a Vampire. You're wondering why you seem so familiar with me? I come from your bloodline, from your family. I too am a Malfoy. Funnily enough, I would just happen to be your great-great aunt."
Lucius was not discreet about his being dumbfounded and befuddled. "So…" he said uncertainly, "You are the one I came to talk with. I daresay you already know what I am here for." Lilith nodded as she spread her skirt along the edge of the bed where she now sat. Lucius bit his lip to stop himself from remarking on her graceful arms. "You came to ask my people to join the Dark Lord's side in the war," Lilith replied, "What of the giants?" "Oh, we have them," Lucius said, unable to control grimacing, "But we fear by the time the war officially begins there will be too few of them left. They do fight amongst themselves, and most do die."
Lilith snorted. "So Dumbledore hasn't been able to convince them," she said, "He's been trying to convince my people to join him. I believe most of my people are willing to. It was him, of course, that came up with the potion that allows us Vampires to walk and live in the daylight almost 50 years ago." "Well, what can you expect?" Lucius retorted, "he acts as a kindred spirit might. This is exactly what we are here to talk about. I understand you are the leader of the Vampires." Lilith shrugged. "You could say that," she said as a young man entered, carryinga bottle of champagne and a glass. He laid it on the table beside the door, and tried to leave quickly. Lucius saw Lilith glance at the door and give a little flick of her head. The door behind him slammed shut, and the lock closed. The man tried the door over and over, but it was shut.
"Drink, Mr Malfoy?" Lilith said, suddenly appearing at the table. Lucius was no longer surprised by this, unlike most people, for he had been around magic all his life. The young man behind him was panicking to get out now. He was pounding on the door, yelling in a language that Lucius realized was Filipino. Lucius turned back to Lilith, who had a seductive smile on her face as she poured champagne into the glass.
Again, Lucius bit at his lip. He was suddenly finding it hard to remember what he was doing here. All it took was one look at the provocative figure before him. She was undeniably beautiful. He didn't know what it was about her that he found so attractive. Perhaps it was the way her hair fell about her face. Or perhaps it was just how gracefully she moved. Or truly just how desirable she was.
Time seemed to stop as Lilith approached him, offering him the champagne. The suggestive smile did not leave her face. "There's only one glass," Lucius breathed. Lilith laughed a sexy laugh, and Lucius felt a rush of blood to his groin. "I rarely drink such beverages, if at all," she said in the same quiet tone, "I used to though." "Interesting," Lucius said, putting the glass to his lips, "I wonder why." "Wouldn't you like to know," Lilith answered, watching Lucius intently as he drank down the champagne.
The Filipino man was still going on with his hysterics. Lucius caught the split second that Lilith's left-eye twitched. She turned to him angrily, irritated. "Manahimik ka na nga!" she shouted, using the man's dialect. She grabbed him by the throat, and in less than a wink, he limped, dead. Lilith let him fall to the floor. "Glad that's over," she said, turning a smile to Lucius, "More champagne?" "I'm fine, thank you," Lucius said, reaching with his arm to put the glass back on the table, if only to have an excuse to touch her. "Back to business, then," Lilith said, moving away from the table.
"What is it that the Dark Lord expects of my people?" she asked, crossing her arms in front of her. Lucius' mouth watered at the cleavage that formed in her chest, but he fought down his desire to make her scream for him to give her a straight, proper answer. "I'm only a messenger, my dear," he answered, "I do not know what exactly it is he wants of you. It would perhaps be best if you were to talk with him directly."
"You mean to take me to your leader?" Lilith asked, a smile on her lips again as she approached him. "Of course," Lucius said, as calmly as he could, taking his gloves off to distract him, "He cannot come out into the open, not after what happened in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry only recently." "I heard about that," Lilith agreed, "I must admit I'm rather surprised that he managed to escape with his life." Lucius shrugged. "Well, he is undoubtedly strong," he answered, "and he knows most if not all forms of magic, and can use most of these forms to his advantage." And, he thought to himself, he's dark and dangerous and can gut your desirable body like a fish if you displease him.
"Voldemort sounds deadly," Lilith said, coming very close to Lucius, "and yes, I did just read your thoughts again." "You've just proven that nowhere is safe and private when it comes to your kind," Lucius replied for lack of anything more sensible to say. "Mm-hm…" Lilith answered, taking his hand and bringing it closely to her lips, "You find me desirable?" Lucius had to clear his throat for a while. "I was merely stating a fact," he replied hoarsely. Lilith smiled even wider, her fangs coming into view. "You're sure it wasn't an opinion?" she asked him. She took his thumb between her lips and sank her fangs into it. Lucius gasped, but he could not pull his hand away. Not that he wanted to, really, but he really couldn't. A wave of incoherent pleasure raced through him as he felt Lilith begin to suck on the bleeding wound. "It…might have been…an opinion…" Lucius stammered, incredibly amazed and definitely more than a little aroused.
He whimpered at the sensation the touch of her lips to his wound sent coursing through his body. H struggled to keep a calm countenance for Lilith was watching him heatedly. Lilith smiled at the suppressed whimper that her preternatural hearing caught. She let his thumb go and kissed him, quite passionately, on the lips. Before Lucius could return the kiss, however, she pulled away, and proceeded to whisper in his ear. "You taste like spices," she breathed, immediately sending a bolt of arousal rushing thorugh to his center.
Lilith stepped back and smiled at him, baring her pearly white fangs. "Till tomorrow then," she said, picking her cloak up as she went to the door. "And…what of my offer?" Lucius asked, turning gingerly because he really could not stand up to greet her goodbye…properly. "Which one?" Lilith asked suggestively. "I have but one offer, my lady," Lucius answered, though he was quite sure he knew what she was talking about. "Well," Lilith replied, "then I was wrong to think you were a separate offer." She gave him another smile as she wrapped her cloak around her. She walked close to him again. "Where do we meet tomorrow?" she asked. "Anywhere you wish, my lady," Lucius answered, trying his damned best not to jump on her right then and there. "Your home then," Lilith said with finality. "Will you find your way?" Lucius asked. Lilith smirked. "I always find my way," she said before exiting, "Besides, you aren't hard to spot." She blew him a kiss, then left.
For a while, Lucius stood staring at the door, absolutely mystified at how entranced he was with his Vampire aunt. Funny how one person could have such an impact on him. He was quite amused that he was attracted to her, and, possibly, her to him. All he'd meant this night was business. Instead it turned into something much more unforgettable.
He prepared to leave, when he heard Narcissa's distinctive voice scream out his name in anger in his head. Lucius checked his pocket watch. 10.35 pm. Narcissa was awake, but she really shouldn't have been. Lucius chuckled to himself. Narcissa had always been clingy. He wrapped his cloak around him and Disapparated back to his manor.
A/N: I don't know if any of you care, but that foreign sentence that Lilith uttered a while back in the chapter, "Manahimik ka na nga!" is "SHUT UP ALREADY!" in Filipino. I come from the Philippines, you see, and I thought it clever if she could speak Asian languages…but that's me. Anyway, please review! Thanks! The next 11 chapters to follow soon!