Disclaimer: hope fully by the eleventh chapter you realize that I have not or will never come up with the Harry Potter characters. But if you really want to hear it. Then yes they are mine, not JK Rowling, but mine. At least they are in my own mind.

Chapter 11: The Vision and The Unknown Spy

Just as the Lucian was getting ready to step out the door after his father he collapsed as his hand flew to his head, clasp over his scar. He started withering in pain and was not aware of the three other people that were carrying him back into his bedroom.

Severus looked frantically at Draco for some sort of answer at what was happening. " He is having a vision and Voldemort is being particularly malicious." Draco said somberly.

Close to ten minutes later Lucian's eyes fluttered open. He looked around with fear in his eyes until he saw his father bending over him trying to get him to calm down.

"Lucian, calm down you are safe in our quarters, just try and calm down. Can you tell me what happened, what did you see?" Severus asked his son in a soft murmuring tone. Lucian slowly started relaxing in his father's arms.
That was when the tears started streaming down his face, his eyes locked onto Draco's.

"He killed your mum. Voldemort killed her because your father said that he didn't know where you were. He was going to mark you tonight, your parents refused" Lucian said his voice hardly above a whisper. He then turned and looked his father in the eyes. "He knows. He knows that you are a spy and he wants you dead." The tears started falling faster and an uncontrollable sob erupted from his body.

Severus was shocked. He knew that his son was connected to Voldemort through his scar, he also knew about the visions. But he thought that Lucian had to be asleep before he had a vision. This was bad, very bad. He stole a
glance at Draco to see how he was holding up with the news. Draco's face was a straight as a statue; the only thing that hinted at the turmoil that was rolling around in his mind was the tears that were streaming silently down
his cheeks. He hoped that Lucius would for Draco's sake change for the better. He knew that would probably never happen. Maybe, just maybe this would be the wake up call that would make Lucius realize what kind of
monster Voldemort really was. Severus was startled out of his thoughts when Lucian abruptly stood up and pulled Draco into his arms. The young blonds composure crumpled and started sobbing uncontrollably, his mother's death finally sinking in. Sensing that they needed to be alone he caught his son's eye and motioned that they could just meet him upstairs.

Lucian nodded his head signaling that he understood and turned back to Draco.

Severus sighed as he turned to walk out the door. As he was coming up to the entrance hall he noticed a hooded cloaked figure rushing past him. He could see that the mystery person was headed for the Headmasters office.
Severus stood rooted to the spot for several seconds before he turned and ran toward Albus's office. He had a distinct feeling that the hooded figure was none other than Lucius. Severus stood outside of the entrance for several seconds before deciding that he needed to head back down to his quarters
and tell Draco that his father was here. He quickly started toward his rooms.

Albus Dumbledore had been sitting quietly at his desk wondering how the Wizarding community would take the "Death of Harry Potter". He was idly rolling several lemon drops across the top of his desk when he heard
someone running up to the door to his office. Several seconds later he heard the tell tale sound of some one beating on his door. When he looked at the plaque beside the door his eyes widened in shock and he was instantly worried. Lucius never came to see him during daylight hours and definitely not when the school was filled with vicious reporters from the Daily Prophet, something was terribly wrong. Albus stood quickly and walked
briskly over to the door. He opened the door slowly so as not to startle the man. He was shocked when Lucius stumbled to him and then collapsed, Albus was just barely able to catch him before he hit the floor. He quickly pulled the sobbing man into his office and closed the door. After making sure that the door was sealed Albus quickly cast a series of complex security charms on the room. He then looked down at the man that he was holding onto. "What happened?" he had no idea what could have happened that would cause Lucius to jeopardize all of his carefully constructed connections to Voldemort.

"I can't spy any longer." Lucius said trying to gain some composure but failing miserably as he started sobbing again. " He killed her, that monster killed my beloved Cissa."

Albus to say the least was shocked. He had hoped that Lucius's wife, Narcissa, would have been spared in any of Voldemort's acts of revenge.
"Tell me what happened. And then we shall go together and talk with Draco."

Lucius took a deep shaky breath in, " He wanted to initiate Draco this evening, and when I told him that I didn't know where he was he started torturing Cissa. She was screaming for me not to let him be marked, she said
that she would rather die than let that monster taint his soul. Voldemort was livid at hearing this and turned to me and started accusing me of not being strong enough to make sure that my wife and heir would be loyal to him."

He stopped talking as if it had gotten to hard to talk about. He slowly pulled himself up in the chair and started talking again. "I couldn't take seeing her in that much pain, it was killing me inside. He looked at me and smiled. He told me that he would give me the ultimate punishment for my betrayal; he killed her in front of me and laughed." He stopped talking his eyes filled with tears again.

"Her last words to me were, please don't let him take Draco." He sat there silently emotionally drained. "I can't let him get to Draco. And I know that he would take him just to spite me."

Albus looked at the man sitting across from him, not many people really knew who Lucius Malfoy was, they just knew the mask that he had worn for over fifteen years. Now with what had happened he hoped that he would
finally be able to show Draco who his father really was. Albus stood up and clasped Lucius's hands into his own. "You know that you are always welcome here. I am afraid that because of your betrayal and your appearance
here will put you and Draco in grave danger."

Lucius looked fearfully into Albus's eyes, "We have no were else to go, I don't want to return to the manor. Too many memories that I am not ready to face." He said shakily.

"I believe that I have a solution that will take care of you and your sons safety. I think that you will enjoy teaching, don't you. I think that Severus can show you the ropes." Albus said with the infamous twinkle back in his eyes.

"Oh God Albus, Severus is still a Deatheater he will turn me over to Voldemort!" Lucius said his face turning a chalky shade of white. Albus chuckled, "Lucius, I will be happy to let you know that Severus is as much of a Deatheater as you are. He has been spy against Voldemort since he was twenty years old. Not too much unlike yourself."

Lucius let out a sigh of relief. " I never knew. Although before I apparated away he was saying something about your spy, he was just getting ready to reveal who it was when I appeared in Hogsmead."

Albus knew what this meant; he had lost both of his spies in one day. "I do believe that our dear potions professor will be thrilled to hear that he is no longer able to spy and I think that his son will be even more thrilled with this
knowledge. Now let us go down to Severus's private quarters and talk to your son."

Lucius was still stuck on the revelation that Severus had a son. He had never said anything about a son, he wondered how old he was and why his friend had never said anything about him. These were the thoughts that kept floating around in his head while he and Albus walked briskly toward the dungeons. When they reached the hallway that branched off to Severus's quarters they ran into Severus himself who was heading toward his quarters
as well.

Severus stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the sounds of footsteps coming up on him. He turned around and saw that the footsteps belonged to Albus and a very distraught Lucius. "Headmaster, Lucius, is there something that I could assist you with seeing as you were heading towards my quarters." Severus said his emotionless mask firmly in place.