To Be A Malfoy
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Chapter 14: Poison
"Do you think maybe we should-" James was cut off by Lucius's mouth on his again, one night of whipping and the man was like a horny teenager again.
"No, I don't."
Lucius' mouth was back on his own before James had a chance to reply. Damn that man and his mouth… James soon just gave in and surrendered to his husband's talented mouth and roaming hands, completely forgetting that his children were arguing in the hallway.
About half an hour ago, the couple had managed to move from their balcony and to the bathroom because James had insisted on getting the blood out of his husband's hair as it was starting to make him feel sick. James was pressed up against the shower wall, his legs around Lucius' waist and his arms around his husband's neck. Sex in the shower could be a hassle but it was Lucius who was supporting the weight of both of them so James couldn't care less as long as he continued being pleasured like this.
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"You are such an annoying little cow!" snapped Draco as he tried to get away from his sister in the dining room.
Karliya glared at him; "I'll tell dad you called me that."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Right now, I hardly think either of them would care," he had a feeling he knew why his parents hadn't made an appearance yet and it wasn't something he didn't particularly want to think about it.
"You have to be nice to me," said Karliya scowling and pouting.
Draco raised an eyebrow as he made a bacon sandwich for breakfast. "Why?"
Karliya crossed her arms smugly, "Cause I'm going to Hogwarts in September and cause daddy said you'd have to keep an eye on me."
Draco snorted, "Karly, listen closely," he leaned forward on the table. "When you're at Hogwarts, we don't know each other, okay? I don't plan on having anything to do with you."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't like you," replied Draco, he didn't really mean it but he was trying to wind her up.
Karliya pouted again, "I'll tell on you."
"There is no rule at Hogwarts that says siblings have to be nice to each other," said Draco grinning. "Plus, once you make new friends and get into the swing of things you wouldn't want to hang around me anyway."
"Yes I would."
Draco shrugged nonchalantly, "And there is a fifty/fifty chance that you might end up in Gryffindor, so if you do, we can not socialise as our House mates would kill us."
"But if I'm in Slytherin you'd have to be nice," argued Karliya trying to make the point that she would be his shadow for the following school year.
"No I wouldn't," Draco shook his head. "No one can make me be nice to you, not even our parents."
Karliya put on her nastiest glare, which compared to Lucius's glares, was actually quite scary if you weren't used to it. "I'll hex you when I'm able to."
Draco laughed, but knowing Karliya he had a feeling she would actually do that. "You'll have to survive the Sorting first."
Karliya's eyes widened, "What do you mean 'survive the Sorting' What do they do to you?"
An evil grin slowly took over Draco's face, "Well…"
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James and Lucius had ended up back in bed, damp with water and sweat; their hair still soaked from the shower.
Lucius had his eyes closed with a hand on James's head, which was on his stomach. He threaded his fingers absentmindedly through the tangles that had appeared in James's hair after their morning of passion, he was pretty sure his younger husband was fast asleep as he wasn't moving or talking.
Lucius started to drift off to sleep again until he felt something lightly moving along his left forearm right around his Dark Mark, Why does he insist on looking at that? Thought Lucius, he knew what James was doing and he didn't like it one bit, his Deatheater 'brand' wasn't something he was too fond of anymore. He started to move his arm but he felt James grab it and push it back down so he could see it.
"I want to see it," said James; he held Lucius's arm down so he could examine his husband's Dark Mark. Of course, he had seen it hundreds of times over the years but he had never really examined it properly, mainly due to the fact that Lucius wouldn't let him. But James had always been curious about it.
Lucius sighed, but he didn't say anything, he unwillingly let James trace the outlines of his Dark Mark. It had started to fade again but it was still quite prominent, as there was only a meeting last night, it still burnt a little as well, it always did for about twenty-four hours after a meeting.
James brushed his thumb over the mark on his husband's pale skin; "Can I ask you something?"
"If you must."
"I must," replied James, he kept his head on Lucius's abdomen as he spoke, his curious brown eyes glued to the Dark Mark. "How does he do it?"
"Do what?"
"How does he burn the mark onto you?" repeated James, he moved a bit and lifted his head to gaze at Lucius. He noticed the uncomfortable look on Lucius's face. "Sorry…I was just curious…"
Lucius frowned and sighed; "If I don't tell you now you'll only pester me later, won't you?" James gave a bashful smile. Lucius pulled himself up so he had his back against the headboard of their bed and the covers just covering everything below his waist. He noticed James's hand was still on his arm, his palm over the mark. "…Well, when he initiates you he carves the Dark mark into your skin with a knife." James winced. "Its one of his tests to see how much pain you can withstand before you start crying for mercy, I know I caved in after about fifteen minutes."
"But you were only a kid." Said James frowning. I hate Voldemort even more now…that's sick.
Lucius nodded, "I've seen adults cave in long before that." He sighed and folded his arms over his stomach, finally hiding the mark from James' sight. "Anyway, once he's finished carving it into you, he uses some charm to burn it in, so it remains permanent."
James bit his bottom lip, "So, how does he make it burn when he calls for you?"
"Its another charm, its quite easy to do," replied Lucius; "You can use it on pretty much anything, especially if you have a secret organisation or something."
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"You have to wrestle a troll?" squeaked Karliya in horror as she listened to her brother's tales about the Sorting and all the nasty things that happen to the students if they don't succeed.
Draco grinned and nodded, Man, I didn't think she was this gullible. "Yes, a mountain troll. Very dangerous for a first year, but most get through it…but then there's the unfortunate few who get spattered around the Great Hall."
Karliya looked like she was about to cry, she sniffled, "I don't wanna go to Hogwarts anymore…"
Draco smirked, "Its not so bad, you're a Malfoy, you'll get through it."
Karliya's bottom lip was trembling and her eyes were rapidly filling with tears, "Daddy won't make me go, will he?"
Draco had started to feel a little guilty now, he didn't mean to make his sister cry and he knew he'd be in trouble if she ran to their parents, "Well…maybe he might not, but you'll never get to be a witch if you don't."
"But I don't want to wrestle a troll..." replied Karliya in upset.
Draco decided not to say anything more and he hoped that she wouldn't tell their parents what he told her. Although, James had told him the exact same story the summer before he started Hogwarts, so Draco was only passing it on.
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It was late in the afternoon now, Lucius had planned to start something this morning but he had ended up in bed with James until gone lunchtime. And when they got up then they found their daughter crying and their son looking somewhere between amused and guilty.
Lucius went over to one of the cabinets in his study and pulled a black box off the top of the old wooden cabinet. He took the box, which happened to be full of some very lethal liquids, over to his desk where he sat down and opened it. He sat their studying the many vials of different poisons, all extremely deadly, he needed some of these for his plan, it was something he had come up with a few days ago, but after his rough night last night, Lucius felt he needed to put it into action now.
His plan? To kill Voldemort. Voldemort was not as immortal as he thought he was and Lucius knew that. He knew the Dark Lord could be unaffected by the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse as well as a weak form of the Death Curse, but when it came to something like poison, it had the same effect on him as it did on everyone else. Death.
Lucius pulled three of the vials out of the black box, one of the poisons was a dark green colour, one midnight black and the other was a light blue. He picked the green one up and examined the label on it, 4.8 arsenic. He didn't have to pick up the black one to know that it contained cyanide and the light blue poison was just a strong dose of rat poison, which he knew would do a few things to Voldemort's system.
Lucius rubbed his forehead; he was starting to get a headache, which he was becoming quite prone to getting nowadays. He thought perhaps it was age but he was only thirty-four, not at all old. He leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on his desk, he picked up a quill and dipped in ink ready to start writing down his plans.
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It was gone ten at night when James quietly entered his husband's study, he saw Lucius rapidly writing at his desk. "Hey," he got a grunt in reply. "Are you still busy?"
"Mmhmm."
James sighed, "Why don't you come to bed?"
Lucius snorted quietly, "I don't know how you have the gall to say that after getting up at one this afternoon."
James shrugged nonchalantly, "You weren't much better."
"That is why I am not going to bed yet," replied Lucius, his head still down and his long blond hair falling around his face like a shield. "Don't wait up."
James frowned and watched his husband for a moment or two, "Okay…See you later then."
"Mmhmm," came Lucius' reply, he finally looked up when James was back at the door. "I'll be up soon."
James smiled, "Don't hurry for my sake."
Lucius smirked, "Don't worry, I won't."
After James had gone, Lucius sat back in his chair again and rubbed his tired grey eyes, he stared at the parchment he had been writing on for the last hour or two and soon gave up on trying to reread it. His vision was starting to blur. Who knew staying in bed half the day and sitting on your arse for the rest could exhaust you? The blond Death Eater stood up, he yawned and stretched before extinguishing the torches and leaving his study.
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A/N: Well, that was uneventful.
Next Chapter: A trip to Diagon Alley to get the kids' stuff. James insists on going into Knockturn Alley with Lucius while they leave Draco and Karliya to get their school stuff. This will probably be another uneventful chapter as well, unless I think of something good to add…
