DISCLAIMER: Yet again I must stress the fact that I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters and that I am not making money off this fic.
AUTHOR NOTES: Sorry it took so long to update. Thanks again to my wonderful beta Gothgurl666.
Chapter 2
Harry stood frozen in the doorway. There was a death eater at his house! He realized his mouth was hanging open and quickly shut it with an audible snap.
Harry then wiped his face of all emotion as he did every night when practicing occulemency. When you have nothing to do for several months practicing Occulemency seemed very appealing. It paid off too. On the inside he was having a panic attack. A known death eater was at his house. So much for those protection wards Dumbledore had told him about. On the outside however he looked calm cool and collected.
Harry looked Lucius squarely in the eye. "I've been with my poor excuse for relatives all summer. No contact from my supposed friends. No contact from the wizarding world in general. And now there is a death eater, who as far as I was concerned was still in Azkaban, standing in my doorway. How well do you think my summer has been?" He asked in an almost bored tone.
Lucius looked highly amused. "My my my it seems you've developed quite the sarcastic streak Mr. Potter."
"My my my it seems you've developed quite the habit of stating the obvious Mr. Malfoy." Harry replied crossing his arms.
Lucius Malfoy looked taken aback for a moment but quickly recovered. His face much like Harry's showing absolutely nothing. "What would your dear headmaster say to this new attitude of yours?"
Harry looked at Malfoy coldly. If looks could kill Malfoy would've been dead on the spot. "Well Mr. Malfoy I'm not sure what my dear headmaster would say, as I'm apparently beneath his notice. Now would you be so kind as to tell me why you are here and not in Azkaban where you belong?"
Lucius chuckled. "Well my dear boy I'll answer any questions you have if you answer one of mine. Do we have an agreement?" He asked staring intently at Harry.
Harry didn't like it. He didn't like it one bit. What was Malfoy doing here at his home? What had happened over the months he had been at the Dursley's that would allow this? Had Voldemort won? Harry felt a flutter of panic in his stomach. He looked up at Malfoy weighing his options. Malfoy said he only wanted to ask a question. It was very unusual behavior for a death eater. They seemed more of the fire now ask questions later sort Harry could assume Malfoy was bluffing and try to duel. The chances of him winning however were very slim. Malfoy had finished his schooling and probably had even more training as a death eater whereas Harry hadn't even finished school yet. No the best bet would probably be to stand there and listen.
"You have five minutes." Malfoy looked extremely pleased at this which made Harry almost regret his decision to stand there and listen.
"Well in answer to your previous question I am here because my master broke me and all other death eaters out. Surely you did not think that my Master would allow us to stay there."
Truthfully Harry wasn't all that surprised. Voldemort had managed to get into the Ministry of Magic right under the Minister's nose. It was kind of stupid and naive to assume he wouldn't be able to get his followers out of Azkaban. Harry just wanted to make sure Voldemort hadn't won.
"Now that I have answered your question it is time for you to answer one of mine." Lucius Malfoy said looking serious all of a sudden. "I wanted to ask you what is right and what is wrong?
Harry looked at Malfoy like he had suddenly sprouted another head. "Right is good and wrong is evil." He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Malfoy snorted. "Very good Potter but wrong try again. What is right and what is wrong?"
Harry really didn't like where this was going but he went on ahead after all he really didn't have a choice. "Right is what my Parents did when they tried to protect me from Voldemort. Right is what Sirius did trying to protect me from Voldemort. Wrong is what Voldemort is doing. "
Malfoy flinched at Voldemort's name but looked pleased none the less. "Ahh so right is what you're parents and Sirius did. Tell me Harry what happened to your parents?"
Harry looked shocked was this some kind of trick? Was Malfoy trying to play some mind game with him?
"Come now Potter this isn't rocket science it's a simple question. What happened to your parents and godfather?"
"They died. Voldemort killed them." Harry replied softly.
"See what good got them Harry? They tried to do what was 'right' and they died for it." Lucius suddenly grabbed his arm. "Well I see our time is up. I must be leaving now think about all we talked about Harry. If you want to talk some more you know how to contact me." He said then disapparated.
Harry stood there as if in a daze. What was Malfoy trying to do? If his goal was to confuse him then he had succeeded with flying colors. He was still standing there trying to figure out Malfoy's question when a ministry official arrived. Harry loaded up his stuff and got into the car still trying to figure it out.
"So Harry anything interesting happen this summer?" The ministry official asked trying to make conversation.
"Nothing worth mentioning" Harry replied staring out the car window.
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