A/N – This chapter shows the malevolentness ( I know that's not a word) of Lucius. I despise him!! But he's so fun to write

Disclaimer: I remembered this time! I don't own this story. JK Rowling does.

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Chapter 7

Lucius went speedily about his tasks at home. He fervently thanked the Devil for his family's

traditions of cutting a lock of hair from every family member at the age of one and preserving it

in a book. He sincerely hoped that the polyjuice potion would not turn him into a one-year old

Will. When he dropped Will's hairs into the glass of thick, grey mush, the potion turned a nasty

shade of brown; almost as if it had been peanut butter that had been left out in the rain for a few

days. He hesitantly lifted the glass to his lips and shuddered as he quickly gulped down the vile

tasting potion. The transformations began immediately. His hair shortened and turned a grisly

grey with patches of black. His eyes protruded and turned from grey to bright blue. Lucius'

figure began to bend as it was now cumbered by age. His smooth hands that had never known a

day of work transformed into gnarled and bent hands that were calloused from many years of

hard work. Lucius surveyed himself in a silver-plated mirror with figures of serpents on the

frames surface. He looked exactly like Will except for the arrogance that was evident in his

eyes. He was not too worried about Hermione finding the haughtiness odd because she couldn't

have met with her son too many times this summer. Could she have?

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Lucius had only noticed the tawny owl about two weeks ago so there had only been a few visits

in that time period. However, in the month preceding these two weeks Draco and Hermione had

met nearly every day. The second month of vacation though, Hermione was scheduled to stay at

The Burrow and found more difficulty getting away from Ron's home than she had from her

own. Plus, she had friends at The Burrow and they were often occupied with various activities.

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Lucius apparated to Will's cottage and looked around disdainfully. It was small and had few

elegant pieces of furniture. It has only one room! Lucius thought to himself, he had never

known where his father had gone after he'd taken his inheritance at twenty-one and kicked his

father out of the manor. The only traces of Will's bygone fortune was the large, maple, four-

poster bed covered in, "Eugh," said Lucius aloud, red satin sheets and a full-length ornately

carved mirror. The table and chairs in the kitchen were wooden and looked none too stable,

there was no bathroom (Lucius assumed Will used an outhouse), and a closet held Will's

tattered clothes. Lucius looked down at his own robes and realized he would have to change,

and quickly.

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When Lucius had completed changing he heard a noise coming up the pathway. In an instant he

had his wand out and at the ready.

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A/N – So there it is, can you figure out what happens? Thanks to my reviewers:

Alenor- you've been with me since the beginning, u deserve an Oscar! I started reading your fanfic and I'll review it when I get to the end

MageAurian- you're a smart one, think title

Madnutterfan – I'm glad you're going to be a faithful reviewer. I'd review your stories if you had any.

Please read and review my new story, it's not finished yet but I won't leave it undone because I know how much I hate it when authors do that. My sister says it's better so far than this one (even if I like this one better but she's more of a love triangle type person hint hint) and she thinks this one's great, I hope you do too.