Chapter 7: Lucius vs. Anti-Lucius
(A/N: To whomever it was who was stupid enough to write it: Yes, what Lucius did in Chapter 6 was mean. But, it's Lucius Malfoy. He is, to put it in your, ah, lingo: lik, OMG, a meanie!!11!)
As Lucius Malfoy was walking around town, as one does, a charity worker collecting money spotted him. She came up to him, jingling her purse.
"Sir, sir!" she said, hurrying to keep up with him, as he tried to get past her by walking on as if he hadn't noticed her, "Are you Lucius Malfoy?"
Lucius stopped, and gazed at her for a few moments. "Er....." he said. She looked back at him expectantly. "No." he then said, and walked on, leaving the charity witch behind, looking forlorn. Just then, who should pass by but Fudge.
"Ah, Lucius!" He called, raising his hands. "Just the man I was looking for..."
Lucius paused, and looked at Fudge, lost in doubt about what to do. Reveal his identity, or risk the loss of Fudge's friendship? He turned, and saw that the charity witch was looking at him slyly. He had no choice. "I'm afraid you're mistaken, I am not who you think," he said, and walked on.
"But.....but...." he heard Fudge call behind him, "Lucius! No, stop! Pleeeaaaase.. I'm sorry! I will bring the Creme Eggs next time, I promise......!"
"....don't mention the Creme Eggs in public!" Lucius hissed back over his shoulder, and strode away as quick as he could.
(A/N: To whomever it was who was stupid enough to write it: Yes, what Lucius did in Chapter 6 was mean. But, it's Lucius Malfoy. He is, to put it in your, ah, lingo: lik, OMG, a meanie!!11!)
As Lucius Malfoy was walking around town, as one does, a charity worker collecting money spotted him. She came up to him, jingling her purse.
"Sir, sir!" she said, hurrying to keep up with him, as he tried to get past her by walking on as if he hadn't noticed her, "Are you Lucius Malfoy?"
Lucius stopped, and gazed at her for a few moments. "Er....." he said. She looked back at him expectantly. "No." he then said, and walked on, leaving the charity witch behind, looking forlorn. Just then, who should pass by but Fudge.
"Ah, Lucius!" He called, raising his hands. "Just the man I was looking for..."
Lucius paused, and looked at Fudge, lost in doubt about what to do. Reveal his identity, or risk the loss of Fudge's friendship? He turned, and saw that the charity witch was looking at him slyly. He had no choice. "I'm afraid you're mistaken, I am not who you think," he said, and walked on.
"But.....but...." he heard Fudge call behind him, "Lucius! No, stop! Pleeeaaaase.. I'm sorry! I will bring the Creme Eggs next time, I promise......!"
"....don't mention the Creme Eggs in public!" Lucius hissed back over his shoulder, and strode away as quick as he could.