Chapter 17: Lucius Malfoy Would Like To Give You A.....Thimble
It was your average dark night, and a night on which your average dark wizards, Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape, were out for their usual dark activities. They were taking a walk through your average dark forest, when Snape suddenly stopped, turning even paler than he usually was, and bade Lucius, who hadn't noticed anything peculiar, to stop too.
"It's a Dementor, one of the guards of Azkaban, searching the train for Sirius Black," he whispered to Lucius in a slight Manc accent.
"What??? He's not sea...." Lucius said, confused, but Snape interrupted him.
"It's an in-joke," he said, irritably. "Now stay here and don't move. It hasn't seen us yet." Lucius, squinting into the night, now saw a large, shadowy figure, gliding around between the trees in the distance.
"So what should we do?" he said to Snape.
"Nothing, you fool," Snape said. "Now keep still."
"Shouldn't we give it a kiss? Isn't that what you do with Dementors?" Lucius said, already determined that this was the right thing to do, and walking away from Snape.
"NO! Stay here, you idiot!" Snape hissed at him. "It's supposed to kiss YOU! Get back here!" But Lucius ignored him and was walking towards the Dementor, which had now noticed him. Snape hid his face in his hands, and waited. When he didn't hear frantic screaming, he chanced a look through his fingers, just in time to see Lucius Malfoy leaning in on the Dementor, and giving him a little kiss. The Dementor froze, looked very sexually intimidated for a few moments, and then flew away, shrieking horribly.
"Well, really," Lucius said to Snape, a slightly affronted look on his face, "I'm not that bad a kisser............am I, Severus?"
It was your average dark night, and a night on which your average dark wizards, Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape, were out for their usual dark activities. They were taking a walk through your average dark forest, when Snape suddenly stopped, turning even paler than he usually was, and bade Lucius, who hadn't noticed anything peculiar, to stop too.
"It's a Dementor, one of the guards of Azkaban, searching the train for Sirius Black," he whispered to Lucius in a slight Manc accent.
"What??? He's not sea...." Lucius said, confused, but Snape interrupted him.
"It's an in-joke," he said, irritably. "Now stay here and don't move. It hasn't seen us yet." Lucius, squinting into the night, now saw a large, shadowy figure, gliding around between the trees in the distance.
"So what should we do?" he said to Snape.
"Nothing, you fool," Snape said. "Now keep still."
"Shouldn't we give it a kiss? Isn't that what you do with Dementors?" Lucius said, already determined that this was the right thing to do, and walking away from Snape.
"NO! Stay here, you idiot!" Snape hissed at him. "It's supposed to kiss YOU! Get back here!" But Lucius ignored him and was walking towards the Dementor, which had now noticed him. Snape hid his face in his hands, and waited. When he didn't hear frantic screaming, he chanced a look through his fingers, just in time to see Lucius Malfoy leaning in on the Dementor, and giving him a little kiss. The Dementor froze, looked very sexually intimidated for a few moments, and then flew away, shrieking horribly.
"Well, really," Lucius said to Snape, a slightly affronted look on his face, "I'm not that bad a kisser............am I, Severus?"