AN: Okay it's been a while since I've actually posted a chapter. Sorry.
If you haven't noticed, the first four chapters have been edited. REALLY
edited. I'll most likely do that every few chapters or so. This chapter is
kind of just filler. It has a bit of Lu/Sev in it, so if you don't like
that, beware. Here's my review answers..
May: I really don't know who's going to be uke or seme yet. Does it really matter that much in a PG-13 fic? I'm glad you like it other than that detail. Yana: Conall is Draco. I guess I didn't make that clear enough the first time around. I think I've made it pretty clear in the edit though. Romie: Thanks for all the input, although I don't think the length thing really denotes how much work someone puts into something. Siriusly: I'm sorry it took so long that you had to post that twice. I hope you continue to read the fic even though I'm a slow arse. .()
A New Me Chapter 5
Lucius Malfoy was a very unhappy man, and when he was unhappy, everyone else around him damn well better be unhappy as well or he would make them that way. Or kill them. Either way he felt better about himself in the end. He found it very hard to be upset when the prospect of torturing and killing mindless fools was in the picture.
That was all beside the point at the moment, however. No, the point was that Lucius was very unhappy. His son, his heir, his own flesh and blood had betrayed him for a bunch of good-doers that he knew for a fact his son didn't even like. And not only had Draco betrayed Lucius, but the damn fool of a boy had gone and insulted the Dark Lord right to his face.
A part of him was proud of Draco for the bravery the boy had shown in the face of his almost certain death. Almost, because Draco had somehow survived, up until now that is.
"Are you sure the brat is dead?"
"Yes M'lord," one Severus Snape said from his kneeled position.
"But you bring me no body as proof? Crucio."
Lucius refrained from flinching as his former lover collapsed and curled up as if to try and ward off the pain. That had been over long ago, and he was now able to watch this little display with cold disinterest. Besides, Severus had been hit with this curse so many times that it was barely anything to him now. The man wasn't even whimpering.
"I could not M'lord. But I do assure you he is dead." Severus said once he had caught his breath. Lucius watched him reach into a pocket and pull something out and present it to Voldemort. The Dark Lord studied it for a moment before motioning Lucius over.
Lucius looked curiously at the small object in his Lord's hand. It was Draco's ring. It was about that point that it really hit Lucius that his boy was dead. Draco would never take that ring off as long as he lived.
Memories assaulted Lucius. He was suddenly back at the manor with his tired wife asleep in bed and a beautiful baby boy in his arms. The baby cooed happily at him and looked up at him with wide blue eyes. Lucius had never felt such peace as he had felt that first time he had held Draco.
Draco had been a mischievous child always causing trouble for the house elves. He had been so cute as he had run around with one of Lucius' larger hunting hounds, trying to ride it as his father did his horse. Draco had always looked at his father with those wide blue eyes full of admiration, up until two years ago. Suddenly the eyes that had loved him so much were as cold and as distant as his own.
Lucius suddenly found that it was a bit hard to breathe as he looked down at the ring in his master's hands. "What happened to the body then? And why was I not informed of my son's death"
Severus moved to his feet and glared at Lucius, "You're an escaped convict Malfoy, dreadfully sorry that the ministry didn't telephone after proclaiming the boy dead. As for the body, they're burying him in the Hogwarts cemetery. Planning a service and everything for the little brat, I believe."
Something akin to anger filled Lucius at that statement. "Do not call my son a brat," he ground at. When had Severus gotten so damn annoying?
"That's what he was. Nothing but a thorn in everyone's side until he died." The black haired man ground out.
Okay that did it. Severus was about to know the true meaning of pain. What Lucius was going to do to him would make the Dark Lord's punishments on the man look like a three week vacation to Switzerland with pay.
"As much as this conversation amuses me, do you believe that there is enough evidence to prove the boy is dead, Lucius?" Voldemort asked with a curious tone. Trust the ruddy man to interrupt what was going to be the flogging of the century.
€ËYes you prat. My boy is dead. No thanks to you snake breath.' he thought. "Yes, m'lord. Draco would never remove that ring, no matter where his loyalties lay."
"Good. Then you are both dismissed. Now out of my sights."
There was one thing for sure, Lucius was really beginning to doubt if he was where he wanted to be.
x
Severus found himself pinned against the wall by a very angry Lucius. Well that didn't take long. They were only just outside of Voldemort's "throne room." That was one thing that could be trusted about Lucius. The man would never waste time.
"Did you even give him a chance to come back to me? Or did you just kill him?"
Severus couldn't help but snort. It sounded almost like Lucius actually cared. "Get your hands off me, Lucius. So caring now when I believe it was you that cast the killing curse on him, or am I mistaken? The boy chose to die over living his life in servitude to you. I can almost see why."
Lucius didn't move, he just stared wide eyed at Severus, obviously not knowing what to make of the words that had just been spat at him. Despite having been tortured a bit earlier, Severus was sure that had to be the best night of his adult life. Okay, maybe not of his entire adult life, but it was the best night for the last ten years at least. Where was he? Oh yes, taunting the right bastard that was currently pinning him to the wall. Well, that brought back memories.
"Well, by Merlin," Severus sneered, "a speechless Malfoy. My job here is done. Now let me go. You lost the privilege of touching me years ago" With that Severus started to push past the blonde man, but Lucius grabbed him. What was with that man and physical contact? Lucius normally preferred to use his wand for confrontations.
"I do believe I've let you go on to long without putting you in your place. You're getting too cocky." Severus suddenly found a mouth upon his. Oh€¦that felt kind of€¦wait, now was not the time for this. This was not Lucius that had actually cared about him, this was Lucius that cared for no one but himself. This was the Lucius that cast the killing curse on his son. But that was still a very pleasant and much missed sensation. Oh€¦NO!
He ripped his mouth away from Lucius and pushed the blonde away. "You. Will. Never. Touch. Me. Again. Do. You. Understand?" he growled. Stupid man awakening his stupid hormones, life just wasn't fair.
Lucius just smirked at him, and moved to do it again. "When will you learn that I hold the control in this relationship."
"Do you want to know what Draco's last words to me were, Lucius?" Severus said getting ready to apparate. "He told me he would rather die than be like you. Oh, and there is no relationship. Good-bye Lucius."
It was only when he was safely back in his quarters at Hogwarts did Severus allow himself to relax.
By Merlin how he hated deatheater meetings.
May: I really don't know who's going to be uke or seme yet. Does it really matter that much in a PG-13 fic? I'm glad you like it other than that detail. Yana: Conall is Draco. I guess I didn't make that clear enough the first time around. I think I've made it pretty clear in the edit though. Romie: Thanks for all the input, although I don't think the length thing really denotes how much work someone puts into something. Siriusly: I'm sorry it took so long that you had to post that twice. I hope you continue to read the fic even though I'm a slow arse. .()
A New Me Chapter 5
Lucius Malfoy was a very unhappy man, and when he was unhappy, everyone else around him damn well better be unhappy as well or he would make them that way. Or kill them. Either way he felt better about himself in the end. He found it very hard to be upset when the prospect of torturing and killing mindless fools was in the picture.
That was all beside the point at the moment, however. No, the point was that Lucius was very unhappy. His son, his heir, his own flesh and blood had betrayed him for a bunch of good-doers that he knew for a fact his son didn't even like. And not only had Draco betrayed Lucius, but the damn fool of a boy had gone and insulted the Dark Lord right to his face.
A part of him was proud of Draco for the bravery the boy had shown in the face of his almost certain death. Almost, because Draco had somehow survived, up until now that is.
"Are you sure the brat is dead?"
"Yes M'lord," one Severus Snape said from his kneeled position.
"But you bring me no body as proof? Crucio."
Lucius refrained from flinching as his former lover collapsed and curled up as if to try and ward off the pain. That had been over long ago, and he was now able to watch this little display with cold disinterest. Besides, Severus had been hit with this curse so many times that it was barely anything to him now. The man wasn't even whimpering.
"I could not M'lord. But I do assure you he is dead." Severus said once he had caught his breath. Lucius watched him reach into a pocket and pull something out and present it to Voldemort. The Dark Lord studied it for a moment before motioning Lucius over.
Lucius looked curiously at the small object in his Lord's hand. It was Draco's ring. It was about that point that it really hit Lucius that his boy was dead. Draco would never take that ring off as long as he lived.
Memories assaulted Lucius. He was suddenly back at the manor with his tired wife asleep in bed and a beautiful baby boy in his arms. The baby cooed happily at him and looked up at him with wide blue eyes. Lucius had never felt such peace as he had felt that first time he had held Draco.
Draco had been a mischievous child always causing trouble for the house elves. He had been so cute as he had run around with one of Lucius' larger hunting hounds, trying to ride it as his father did his horse. Draco had always looked at his father with those wide blue eyes full of admiration, up until two years ago. Suddenly the eyes that had loved him so much were as cold and as distant as his own.
Lucius suddenly found that it was a bit hard to breathe as he looked down at the ring in his master's hands. "What happened to the body then? And why was I not informed of my son's death"
Severus moved to his feet and glared at Lucius, "You're an escaped convict Malfoy, dreadfully sorry that the ministry didn't telephone after proclaiming the boy dead. As for the body, they're burying him in the Hogwarts cemetery. Planning a service and everything for the little brat, I believe."
Something akin to anger filled Lucius at that statement. "Do not call my son a brat," he ground at. When had Severus gotten so damn annoying?
"That's what he was. Nothing but a thorn in everyone's side until he died." The black haired man ground out.
Okay that did it. Severus was about to know the true meaning of pain. What Lucius was going to do to him would make the Dark Lord's punishments on the man look like a three week vacation to Switzerland with pay.
"As much as this conversation amuses me, do you believe that there is enough evidence to prove the boy is dead, Lucius?" Voldemort asked with a curious tone. Trust the ruddy man to interrupt what was going to be the flogging of the century.
€ËYes you prat. My boy is dead. No thanks to you snake breath.' he thought. "Yes, m'lord. Draco would never remove that ring, no matter where his loyalties lay."
"Good. Then you are both dismissed. Now out of my sights."
There was one thing for sure, Lucius was really beginning to doubt if he was where he wanted to be.
x
Severus found himself pinned against the wall by a very angry Lucius. Well that didn't take long. They were only just outside of Voldemort's "throne room." That was one thing that could be trusted about Lucius. The man would never waste time.
"Did you even give him a chance to come back to me? Or did you just kill him?"
Severus couldn't help but snort. It sounded almost like Lucius actually cared. "Get your hands off me, Lucius. So caring now when I believe it was you that cast the killing curse on him, or am I mistaken? The boy chose to die over living his life in servitude to you. I can almost see why."
Lucius didn't move, he just stared wide eyed at Severus, obviously not knowing what to make of the words that had just been spat at him. Despite having been tortured a bit earlier, Severus was sure that had to be the best night of his adult life. Okay, maybe not of his entire adult life, but it was the best night for the last ten years at least. Where was he? Oh yes, taunting the right bastard that was currently pinning him to the wall. Well, that brought back memories.
"Well, by Merlin," Severus sneered, "a speechless Malfoy. My job here is done. Now let me go. You lost the privilege of touching me years ago" With that Severus started to push past the blonde man, but Lucius grabbed him. What was with that man and physical contact? Lucius normally preferred to use his wand for confrontations.
"I do believe I've let you go on to long without putting you in your place. You're getting too cocky." Severus suddenly found a mouth upon his. Oh€¦that felt kind of€¦wait, now was not the time for this. This was not Lucius that had actually cared about him, this was Lucius that cared for no one but himself. This was the Lucius that cast the killing curse on his son. But that was still a very pleasant and much missed sensation. Oh€¦NO!
He ripped his mouth away from Lucius and pushed the blonde away. "You. Will. Never. Touch. Me. Again. Do. You. Understand?" he growled. Stupid man awakening his stupid hormones, life just wasn't fair.
Lucius just smirked at him, and moved to do it again. "When will you learn that I hold the control in this relationship."
"Do you want to know what Draco's last words to me were, Lucius?" Severus said getting ready to apparate. "He told me he would rather die than be like you. Oh, and there is no relationship. Good-bye Lucius."
It was only when he was safely back in his quarters at Hogwarts did Severus allow himself to relax.
By Merlin how he hated deatheater meetings.