Ok this is chapter 2 (der)I hope you all like it (does happy dance)

Don't own Harry Potter etc.

And Chaos mounts

Later that night at dinner Lucius found himself bombarded with good tidings and lots of chocolate… apparently his wife found out about her new job early…

"Dad, what is mum so happy about?" Draco whispered to his father. Lucius had just returned from the train station with his son. Christmas vacation was starting and Draco was adamant about it. (Mainly an excuse to eat lots of chocolate and generally unhealthy stuff and not hear Pansy rant about "bad eating habits" and "the latest diet rage")

"She gets to do decorations for the ministry… that is if she doesn't have a heart attack over the crap that Fudge has already put up." Lucius said back. Narcissa looked up with a small frown on her face.

"Lucius, how many times have I told you not to cuss?" Her tone was reprimanding but Lucius and Draco had learned when she meant it or when she was kidding.

"But mum! I'm nearly 17." Draco protested as he poured mass amounts of dressing onto his salad. Lucius looked at his wife with a small smile.

"Besides, I'm sure he hears worse at school." Lucius said as he regarded his son's salad with amusement. "Having some salad with your dressing tonight Draco?"

Draco grinned as he mixed his salad around.

"You will have to be more polite when M. Barras arrives, I don't want him thinking my son is barbaric." Narcissa said as she wiped her mouth. She then turned her attention towards Lucius. "So, I heard there was a decorating fiasco at work today." Draco perked up as his father launched into the tale of Fudge's lack of taste (and intelligence)

He talked for a good portion of an hour, only interrupted when desert was brought in (crème brule) when he finished Draco had a look of scorn on his face.

"Is Fudge really that stupid?" He asked. Lucius chuckled and nodded.

"Indeed he is. Anyway, Narcissa, I offered your services in re-decorating." Lucius said, rather unneeded considering Narcissa had already known. But she acted appropriately surprised and smiled.

"Well… I think I shall agree to your proposition Lucius, Draco you should come as well." Draco groaned and glared at his mother who hide a smirk behind a well-timed mouth wipe.

"But mum, I don't want to go, all I will do is sit in a corner and watch you decorate."

Narcissa shook her head, "Nonsense, you are old enough to go with your father for a day. Do you mind honey?" She asked, but her face said do-it-or-it's-the-couch-for-you. Lucius blinked and looked between his son and his wife. He sighed and nodded.

"I was thinking of bringing him in anyway." Draco grinned with anticipation but Lucius gave him a look. "It's not that entertaining mind you, I have two meetings tomorrow so you will have to bring something to entertain your self with…. Unless you want to help me write my report to the Lord."

Narcissa chuckled and shook her head, "Right under Fudge's nose Lucius? What gall you have." Lucius shrugged and made a sign to the house elves that they where done.

"His head is thicker than a cave trolls, I doubt he would notice if I blew the roof off of the place." Draco laughed and Narcissa let a small smile grace her lips.

"My what a breeze we have today Mr. Malfoy." Crowed Draco in a mocking voice. Lucius nodded and stood, letting the blood flow to his legs.

"Indeed. Anyway I have some work to do, for Fudge not Him. I will be out in a few hours… Draco I need to speak with you." With that the three went off, Narcissa to the library to read and Draco and Lucius to the study. Once inside Lucius closed the doors with a flick of his wand. His sat down behind his desk and Draco took a seat in a large chair next to it.

They didn't say anything for a while as Lucius went through his papers finally he looked up. "What are you planning to do Draco?' He asked, his voice serious. A smile tilted Draco's lips as he eyed his father, knowing that he was mocking him.

"I'm… planning on irritating Fudge, that's all father… nothing more." His voice and face was full of innocence. Lucius snorted and gave Draco the ya-right look.

"So what are you planning, dung bombs?" Draco shook his head, "Anytime of explosive item that could be put in the toilette?"

"You think like me to much." Draco said.

"I am your father, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Anyway that brings me to the other reason why you are here. As much as I find in amusing I don't want you blowing up the third floor bathrooms anymore." Draco looked downfallen as this latest nit of news.

"Why not dad? You did it when you where in school."

"On accident… anyway our Lord won't be to happy if you go and blow up the entrence to the chamber of secrets." Realization dawned on Draco's face.

"Oh, well that makes since. Ok… how about the first floor bathroom?"

"No, to risky, fourth floor would be the best bet, if I remember correctly the second floor is used the most."

"Hmm… I could blow it up at night." Lucius chuckled and nodded.

"When all of your are in the baths… I bet the girls would love that." Draco's face colored as he glared at his father.

"You perv." He muttered. Lucius shook his head.

"No, just stating the truth. Anyway, what are you planning to do tomorrow? I need to know so I can cover it and blame it on Umrbridge some how."

"…Flicking paper footballs at Fudge during the meeting… that type thing… do you think M. Barras would approve?" Draco asked as he leaned forward and picked up a book off of his father's desk and flipped through it aimlessly.

"He would… In fact he might be our partner in crime. … If you want you can keep that book, there are some hexes in the back I wouldn't mind you learning." Draco smirked and turned to the few pages and started to read them. Lucius nodded and went back to work. About an hour later Narcissa walked in and eyed the two of them.

"You two are planning something aren't you?" Lucius didn't look up from his papers,

"No we aren't dear… You don't trust us do you?" He could hear his wife snort as she crossed the room.

"You haven't given me a reason to trust you and your son." Lucius looked up and took off his reading glasses.

"Our son Narcissa, besides you aren't much of a good influence on him." He shook his head sadly. "I swear, you let that boy get away with anything." He winced as Narcissa smacked him lightly on his cheek.

"I let him get away with anything? Pssh, You are one to speak Lucius Malfoy!" She then turned towards Draco who had perked up and was finding their argument rather amusing. "Anyway, Draco you need a shower." Draco groaned as he closed the book. "Come on, up, up! You can't take one in the morning because we will be leaving early." Draco nodded as he dutifully left the room. Once she heard the door close firmly she turned to face her husband who was leaning back in his chair, both feet propped up on the desk.

"Yes?" He drawled as he watched her prowl around the room.

"You and Draco… I swear I never have a moment's peace when I know you two are up to something… What are you planning?" A mischievous smile had curved her lips, making her even more attractive than she already was. (At least in Lucius's mind)

"Nothing big honey, just work your magic and don't worry about us. I will be done in an hour or so." He said as he slid his feet off the desk and put his glasses back on.

"I will probably be in the library, do you know if we have the Count of Monte Cristo? Or did Draco take it to school?" She asked as she opened the door.

Lucius shrugged as he looked up and squinted, "I think Draco has it… did you cut your hair?" Narcissa scowled a little at him.

"Yes, and it took you this long to notice it… I swear, men you can't live with them and you can't kill them."

Okie, that's it for now (till I get my lazy butt up to write another chapter)

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