Disclaimer : I'm sorry about the wait - builders had invaded my house for 2 months, hence the lack of technology. I don't own anything blah blah blah. And for the millionth time, the name is pronounced Steff-an.
THE KNEE TREMBLER
Chapter 13 : Lucius get's nasty again
A blissful couple of Lucius-Free hours drifted by. Just about anything that cast a shadow came to see the baby and Hermione was showered with many a useless thing, and the odd good present too.
Draco was sitting quite happily on the end of the bed, rocking his son back and forth. Hermione eyed him suspiciously.
''You're in a scarily good mood,''she said.
Draco promptly ignored her and babbled nonsense to Stephan, who looked rather bored with his dad to be honest.
Suddenly the doors of the ward burst open, and Lucius and a rather drunk Narcissa walked through. ( Or staggered in Narcissa's case. )
Draco quickly passed Stephan to Hermione and pretended to pass out with terror.
Lucius rolled his eyes and gave Draco a quick thwak with his cane. ''Oh, stop that, Draco,''he said. ''You ridiculous child.''
Draco got up and pouted, distraught that his great farce of pretending to go unconcious at will had be found out after all these years of more or less relying on it.
Narcissa blundered over to Hermione's bed, with all the grace of a dying rhinocerous and proceeded to squint in the baby's general direction.
''Why have you been keeping my grandson from me?''slurred Narcissa.
''Well, babies do scare easily, mother,''said Draco, from the opposite side of the bed.
Narcissa gave Draco a particularly venomous, squinty glare, causing her son to yelp and hide behind his father, who was looking rather disinterested.
''You poor thing, Hermione,''said Narcissa, in what was almost a kindly voice, if she hadn't spat everywhere. ''Having a baby and all that nonsense ... well don't worry - it'll be gone in sixteen years.''
''Thank you, mother, for those optimistic words,''said Draco, with all the warmth and colour of an iceberg.
Lucius looked around, then took a sneaky gulp of a hipflask of whiskey that had been cunningly hidden in his underwear.
''That's the stuff,''he muttered to no-one in particular.
Suddenly, Sirius and Ron burst into the ward.
''Hermione, are you alright? Is that hideous old tart Narcissa bothering you?''cried Ron.
Sirius turned his gaze onto Lucius. ''Oh, and talking of slimeballs,''he said to Ron. ''Lucius is here - someone's lucky...''
Lucius turned his Stare of Death on Sirius, who nearly turned to stone. ''Ah Sirius,''he said. ''Always a pleasure.'' Lucius raised an eyebrow. ''Sirius ... you've gotten uglier than when I last saw you... Tell me you're holding up a picture of a pig's arse infront of you, because that simply *cannot* be your face.''
''Ooooooh,''said Draco. ''Handbags, ladies!''
''Don't take it the wrong way though,''said Lucius, with a fake smile.
''Take it the wrong way??''exploded Sirius. ''How many ways are there to take it??''
And with that, Sirius minced out of the room looking outraged.
Lucius looked very pleased with himself, and to congratulate himself, conjured a piece of cake from thin air.
Draco went to steal a bit and nearly lost a hand.
''Away with you, foul child!''snapped Lucius.
Suddenly, an owl came in through the window, hitting Narcissa firmly on the side of the head. She gave a little shriek, and on closer inspection, the owl looked really pleased with itself.
''It's a letter from my mum and dad,''said Hermione. ''They're coming to see the baby in afew days.''
An evil look passed over Narcissa and Lucius's faces. ''Oooh Muggles to play with,''said Narcissa.
The owl thwaked her again, for no apparant reason and she stopped gloating.
''No torturing of Hermione's parents!''snapped Draco. ''As much as you refuse to believe it, Muggle's don't enjoy being horribly tortured.''
''Lies!''gasped Lucius.
Draco gave Lucius a dark look.
''Sorry,''said Lucius, head hung.
''Where did Sirius go?''said Ron, as if he'd only just noticed. ''He seemed rather depressed.''
''Well, with a face like a pig's arse, you would be,''smirked Lucius.
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In Dumbledore's office, Sirius sat slumped in a chair sobbing into a hanky.
''Headmaster ... Lucius says I'm hideous ... am I?''
The headmaster gave a strange chuckle. ''Hideous? No, no, my dear Sirius ... you're not as pretty as that.''
And Sirius's wail of horror echoed through the castle.
Lucius sniggered nastily.
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Well, chapter 13 is over. Thank god. So, the next chapter will obviously involve Hermione's ill-fated parents and amusing run-in's with the Malfoys. Muahahahah.
Luv Lux
THE KNEE TREMBLER
Chapter 13 : Lucius get's nasty again
A blissful couple of Lucius-Free hours drifted by. Just about anything that cast a shadow came to see the baby and Hermione was showered with many a useless thing, and the odd good present too.
Draco was sitting quite happily on the end of the bed, rocking his son back and forth. Hermione eyed him suspiciously.
''You're in a scarily good mood,''she said.
Draco promptly ignored her and babbled nonsense to Stephan, who looked rather bored with his dad to be honest.
Suddenly the doors of the ward burst open, and Lucius and a rather drunk Narcissa walked through. ( Or staggered in Narcissa's case. )
Draco quickly passed Stephan to Hermione and pretended to pass out with terror.
Lucius rolled his eyes and gave Draco a quick thwak with his cane. ''Oh, stop that, Draco,''he said. ''You ridiculous child.''
Draco got up and pouted, distraught that his great farce of pretending to go unconcious at will had be found out after all these years of more or less relying on it.
Narcissa blundered over to Hermione's bed, with all the grace of a dying rhinocerous and proceeded to squint in the baby's general direction.
''Why have you been keeping my grandson from me?''slurred Narcissa.
''Well, babies do scare easily, mother,''said Draco, from the opposite side of the bed.
Narcissa gave Draco a particularly venomous, squinty glare, causing her son to yelp and hide behind his father, who was looking rather disinterested.
''You poor thing, Hermione,''said Narcissa, in what was almost a kindly voice, if she hadn't spat everywhere. ''Having a baby and all that nonsense ... well don't worry - it'll be gone in sixteen years.''
''Thank you, mother, for those optimistic words,''said Draco, with all the warmth and colour of an iceberg.
Lucius looked around, then took a sneaky gulp of a hipflask of whiskey that had been cunningly hidden in his underwear.
''That's the stuff,''he muttered to no-one in particular.
Suddenly, Sirius and Ron burst into the ward.
''Hermione, are you alright? Is that hideous old tart Narcissa bothering you?''cried Ron.
Sirius turned his gaze onto Lucius. ''Oh, and talking of slimeballs,''he said to Ron. ''Lucius is here - someone's lucky...''
Lucius turned his Stare of Death on Sirius, who nearly turned to stone. ''Ah Sirius,''he said. ''Always a pleasure.'' Lucius raised an eyebrow. ''Sirius ... you've gotten uglier than when I last saw you... Tell me you're holding up a picture of a pig's arse infront of you, because that simply *cannot* be your face.''
''Ooooooh,''said Draco. ''Handbags, ladies!''
''Don't take it the wrong way though,''said Lucius, with a fake smile.
''Take it the wrong way??''exploded Sirius. ''How many ways are there to take it??''
And with that, Sirius minced out of the room looking outraged.
Lucius looked very pleased with himself, and to congratulate himself, conjured a piece of cake from thin air.
Draco went to steal a bit and nearly lost a hand.
''Away with you, foul child!''snapped Lucius.
Suddenly, an owl came in through the window, hitting Narcissa firmly on the side of the head. She gave a little shriek, and on closer inspection, the owl looked really pleased with itself.
''It's a letter from my mum and dad,''said Hermione. ''They're coming to see the baby in afew days.''
An evil look passed over Narcissa and Lucius's faces. ''Oooh Muggles to play with,''said Narcissa.
The owl thwaked her again, for no apparant reason and she stopped gloating.
''No torturing of Hermione's parents!''snapped Draco. ''As much as you refuse to believe it, Muggle's don't enjoy being horribly tortured.''
''Lies!''gasped Lucius.
Draco gave Lucius a dark look.
''Sorry,''said Lucius, head hung.
''Where did Sirius go?''said Ron, as if he'd only just noticed. ''He seemed rather depressed.''
''Well, with a face like a pig's arse, you would be,''smirked Lucius.
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In Dumbledore's office, Sirius sat slumped in a chair sobbing into a hanky.
''Headmaster ... Lucius says I'm hideous ... am I?''
The headmaster gave a strange chuckle. ''Hideous? No, no, my dear Sirius ... you're not as pretty as that.''
And Sirius's wail of horror echoed through the castle.
Lucius sniggered nastily.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, chapter 13 is over. Thank god. So, the next chapter will obviously involve Hermione's ill-fated parents and amusing run-in's with the Malfoys. Muahahahah.
Luv Lux