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Chapter Four
"Father?"
"Yes Draco?" Lucius Malfoy turned to where his son, Draco, was curled up in a chair reading The Lord of the Rings. (A/N: I don't own that either, except for the DVDs of the Lord of the Rings, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, and the books along with The Hobbit. Why he was reading it, I've no idea.)
"I was wondering, must we continue to keep up the façade that we are loyal servants to the Dark Lord? I'm getting kinda irritated with the whole thing. And Potter needs to know,"
"I agree with you. He needs to know, more so now than ever, who his allies, or potential allies, are," Lucius replied.
"Well, that's certainly good. I'm getting very tired of treating my godson like trash (A/N: that will be explained later)," Narcissa Malfoy added.
"So, when are we leaving?" Draco asked curiously. He had placed his place mark in his book when he sensed that this would be something he would have to listen to.
"The most is in a few days. The least is in about two days. I personally hope its two days. After all, we have no idea how much Artemis Jr. knows. I know my cousin well enough to know that he would never kneel to anyone. So that would mean that they are most likely living like Muggles, if you can believe that. Although, I suppose it makes sense. If they didn't want to have anything to do with the conflict, all they had to do was give up magic temporarily," Lucius mused out loud.
"Makes sense," Draco agreed. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ````````````````````````````````````````````````````
"So, Harry, were do you go to school?" Angeline asked.
"Well, I go to.." Harry started, but was cut off by Uncle Vernon.
"He goes to St. Brutus' Academy for Incurably Criminal Boys," Angeline glared at Vernon. Artemis (both of them) looked surprised, then angry.
"You really should let the boy answer for himself. Continue Harry," Angeline said.
"Umm, as I was saying, I'm going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Harry finished apprehensively.
"Boy! What have I told you about mentioning your abnormality while in their home?!" Uncle Vernon yelled at the boy, outraged. Petunia was muttering things under her breath, and Dudley had soup running down his several chins.
"Leave Harry alone!" Angeline shouted.
"Why should I?" Vernon asked. "He's a freak. A FREAK, just like his freak parents, and their freaky friends. He's an abnormal abomination who doesn't deserve to be alive, much less receiving the kind of care we Dursleys are giving him!" Vernon exploded. He quickly had a wand trained on him though.
"What did you say?" Artemis Fowl Sr. asked Vernon Dursley coolly.
"Your.your one of them!" Petunia spluttered out. Artemis Sr. just smirked.
"Alright, I believe that we've heard enough," a man said. It had seemed as if he had appeared out of thin air it seemed. He had rumpled grey hair, a haggard expression, and was wearing the strangest assortment of clothes: a pinstriped suit, a scarlet tie, a long black cloak, pointed purple boots and a lime green bowler hat. (A/N: I was thinking of leaving off here, but then realized that it was too short.)
"It's the Minister of Magic!" Harry gasped.
"Yes, well, I've heard enough. How you managed to live with these poor imitations of humans without killing them is beyond me," Fudge stated to Harry. The Dursleys were very pale, Angeline and Artemis Fowl Sr. were looking smug, and Harry and Artemis were looking vaguely confused. Well, Harry was, Artemis was looking a bit curious.
"So, with hearing that tirade, I believe that we should take them to Wizarding Court to have them tried and to have anyone you name as your new legal guardians," Fudge proclaimed.
"What.what are you going to do to us?" Petunia gasped out.
"Nothing, except putting the boy into another's care, and perhaps forcing you to buy a new wardrobe for him," Fudge said, looking puzzled as to why they were so afraid.
"You, you mean you won't curse us?" Petunia asked with trepidation.
"Now, why would I do that?" Fudge asked. Artemis Sr. snorted, Angeline looked faintly hostile, Artemis looked completely neutral, and Harry was trying not to laugh.
"Because.because you're abnormal freaks!" Petunia stuttered. Fudge turn several interesting colors.
"Y.yes, well, I can now promise you that if the Ministry digs up any more useful information, we'll have to force you to.do.something not nice," Fudge finished lamely. The Artemis' rolled their eyes, Angeline was looking hostile still, and Harry was thinking that Fudge was an idiot.which he was. Blushing a scarlet color now, Fudge hastily Disapperated.
"Father?"
"Yes Draco?" Lucius Malfoy turned to where his son, Draco, was curled up in a chair reading The Lord of the Rings. (A/N: I don't own that either, except for the DVDs of the Lord of the Rings, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, and the books along with The Hobbit. Why he was reading it, I've no idea.)
"I was wondering, must we continue to keep up the façade that we are loyal servants to the Dark Lord? I'm getting kinda irritated with the whole thing. And Potter needs to know,"
"I agree with you. He needs to know, more so now than ever, who his allies, or potential allies, are," Lucius replied.
"Well, that's certainly good. I'm getting very tired of treating my godson like trash (A/N: that will be explained later)," Narcissa Malfoy added.
"So, when are we leaving?" Draco asked curiously. He had placed his place mark in his book when he sensed that this would be something he would have to listen to.
"The most is in a few days. The least is in about two days. I personally hope its two days. After all, we have no idea how much Artemis Jr. knows. I know my cousin well enough to know that he would never kneel to anyone. So that would mean that they are most likely living like Muggles, if you can believe that. Although, I suppose it makes sense. If they didn't want to have anything to do with the conflict, all they had to do was give up magic temporarily," Lucius mused out loud.
"Makes sense," Draco agreed. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ````````````````````````````````````````````````````
"So, Harry, were do you go to school?" Angeline asked.
"Well, I go to.." Harry started, but was cut off by Uncle Vernon.
"He goes to St. Brutus' Academy for Incurably Criminal Boys," Angeline glared at Vernon. Artemis (both of them) looked surprised, then angry.
"You really should let the boy answer for himself. Continue Harry," Angeline said.
"Umm, as I was saying, I'm going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Harry finished apprehensively.
"Boy! What have I told you about mentioning your abnormality while in their home?!" Uncle Vernon yelled at the boy, outraged. Petunia was muttering things under her breath, and Dudley had soup running down his several chins.
"Leave Harry alone!" Angeline shouted.
"Why should I?" Vernon asked. "He's a freak. A FREAK, just like his freak parents, and their freaky friends. He's an abnormal abomination who doesn't deserve to be alive, much less receiving the kind of care we Dursleys are giving him!" Vernon exploded. He quickly had a wand trained on him though.
"What did you say?" Artemis Fowl Sr. asked Vernon Dursley coolly.
"Your.your one of them!" Petunia spluttered out. Artemis Sr. just smirked.
"Alright, I believe that we've heard enough," a man said. It had seemed as if he had appeared out of thin air it seemed. He had rumpled grey hair, a haggard expression, and was wearing the strangest assortment of clothes: a pinstriped suit, a scarlet tie, a long black cloak, pointed purple boots and a lime green bowler hat. (A/N: I was thinking of leaving off here, but then realized that it was too short.)
"It's the Minister of Magic!" Harry gasped.
"Yes, well, I've heard enough. How you managed to live with these poor imitations of humans without killing them is beyond me," Fudge stated to Harry. The Dursleys were very pale, Angeline and Artemis Fowl Sr. were looking smug, and Harry and Artemis were looking vaguely confused. Well, Harry was, Artemis was looking a bit curious.
"So, with hearing that tirade, I believe that we should take them to Wizarding Court to have them tried and to have anyone you name as your new legal guardians," Fudge proclaimed.
"What.what are you going to do to us?" Petunia gasped out.
"Nothing, except putting the boy into another's care, and perhaps forcing you to buy a new wardrobe for him," Fudge said, looking puzzled as to why they were so afraid.
"You, you mean you won't curse us?" Petunia asked with trepidation.
"Now, why would I do that?" Fudge asked. Artemis Sr. snorted, Angeline looked faintly hostile, Artemis looked completely neutral, and Harry was trying not to laugh.
"Because.because you're abnormal freaks!" Petunia stuttered. Fudge turn several interesting colors.
"Y.yes, well, I can now promise you that if the Ministry digs up any more useful information, we'll have to force you to.do.something not nice," Fudge finished lamely. The Artemis' rolled their eyes, Angeline was looking hostile still, and Harry was thinking that Fudge was an idiot.which he was. Blushing a scarlet color now, Fudge hastily Disapperated.