Lucius Malfoy pushed open the door to his sons bedroom and stopped inside easily, closing the door behind himself again. Everything was as Draco had left it after going. He sat on the bed with a heavy sigh and picked up the photo that lay face down on the bed table. It showed him holding Draco when he was only a baby. Putting the photo back down Lucius burrowed his face in his hands. How could he have done that to his beloved son. Why was he so weak, so unable to go through with the plans he had, had for his son. Please let Serverus keep an eye on him, he was glad that Serverus had agreed to be Draco's godfather, whatever mistakes Lucius might make, Serverus would always be strong. It wasn't fair on Serverus though, not when he had two boys of his own to cope with. Another wave of despair washed over him and he lost himself in memories.
Flashback
Serverus and Lucius were walking through the Malfoy's rose garden, Lucius diligently carrying his baby son, stopping every once in a while to smile down at him.
"Isn't he the most beautiful little boy you have ever seen Serverus?" He ask for about the 10th time that day.
"I would say he comes close to challenging Luke. But I am sure that all parents indulge their children so. He is definitely the most beautiful godson I have." He sat down a bench, one of many that were conveniently placed around the garden. "What will become of him Lucius? Will he follow in your footsteps?" Lucius shock his head, sitting down carefully, trying not to disturb the sleeping babe.
"I have plans for him Serverus. He will be a great wizard one day, more powerful then any can imagine. I sense the power in him now and so have you, you can feel it cursing through his veins. I want him to grow up strong, with the ability to make up his own mind. He should decide for himself which way he wants to choose. He must learn to be a leader, not a follower, that could have devastating results." Serverus nodded, not voicing his fear, that when the time came, Lucius would not be strong enough to deny the orders of the Dark Lord. Draco woke then, cornflower blue eyes opened and stared into his fathers face. With a little gurgling noise Draco tangled his little hands into Lucius' long gold mane.
Four years later
The little boy looked up from his book, he'd been sitting on the rug in front of the fire, waiting patiently to be called into the room for the Christmas celebrations. His features where still babyish but there was an earnest expression there that made him look rather serious for a child his age. Lucius watched him through the crack in the door, and as always wondered at his sons unending patience. "Draco!" The little boys head snapped up instantly, he gave a squeal of joy and rushed towards the door.
"DADDY!" Rushing towards the door all seriousness forgotten, Draco threw himself around his fathers legs nearly knocking him over. He beamed up at him and then pouted. He was even sweet when he pouted. "You're late." Picking up his son, Lucius carried him into the dining room. Another joyous squeal escaped his lips. "UNCLE SERVERUS! LUKE! SIMMON!" Smiling indulgently at his son's pronunciation of Simeon, Lucius set him down to allow him to run over to greet Serverus, six year old Luke and four year old Simeon. The three boys were soon happily playing and chasing each other through the room. "NO OTHERS! NO OTHERS!" Came Draco's happy squeal and it was once again brought crashing down on Lucius how much his son cherished these intimate moments.
End of Flashback
Lucius felt tears sting his eyes, he hadn't cried, he didn't cry, but now he cried for his beloved son. Draco would never forgive him, could never forgive him. He wished to see his son laugh again but the last image he had of his son was the large frightened grey eyes staring at him. And the words begging him to let him go, to not do this to him. How could he have been so cruel. He swore himself, if ever, ever again anyone wanted to hurt his son he would protect him, with his life. Even if it meant having to face the Dark Lord himself.
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Disclaimer: I wrote this interlude, because I don't think that Lucius Malfoy is truly evil, just misguided and he has an important part to play in the story later on. I also think that Lucius loves his son, though he doesn't show it in public, it's all about keeping up appearances. Sorry about this long explanation but I thought it might help to understand why I wrote this.