Something Different

By: MissPatriciaPotter

Chapter Fourteen

Lucius got up and walked over to the window that overlooked the patio, was unable to sleep. He couldn't remember what had happened but he vaguely remembered telling someone that they were not wanted here. It must have been a dream, Lucius wouldn't have told someone to leave. There was but one exception to that rule, Death Eaters. Death Eaters were one of his most despised people on his list. The Dark Mark on Lucius's left arm felt like torture to him whenever he gazed upon it, he hated himself, and what he had become, a murderer. This is what had killed his wife. His life had changed over night for he had to learn how to take care of his young son (1). Lucius took time off work at the Ministry (2) to mourn his loss. Draco didn't understand what had happened, and would constantly ask Lucius when his Mother was coming back.

Flashback

Draco peeked his head into the drawing room. Lucius was sitting at the elegant oak desk that was by the window, bending over a piece of parchment, scribbling away.

"Yes?" Lucius asked, setting down his quill and motioning for Draco to sit in the chair in front of his desk. Draco climbed onto the chair and sat down. "I just have to finished this one paragraph." Lucius said picking up his quill. Draco nodded he was used to this, used to his Father spending a lot of time in this room. Draco looked around the room. Beside the desk was a file cabinet that had a powerful locking charm, Draco supposed it held discreet information, or materials that his Father did not want the Ministry to find. On the floor in front of the desk was a huge area rug with intricate designs on the border.

Soon a black owl came through the open window and landed gracefully on the desk. Lucius folded the piece of parchment, put in an envelope, and then sealed it with the Malfoy crest (3). He then tied it to the owl's leg, told it some directions and watched it take off into the distance. Once it was gone he turned to Draco.

"So what did you want to ask me?" Lucius asked, while putting his quill and ink away.

"When is Mummy coming back?" Draco asked, a pleading look in his eyes.

Lucius sighed; he knew that this was going to come up one day. When he had heard of Nacrassia's death he had told Draco that his Mother had went on a long trip, that was a year ago, now Lucius was due back at the Ministry, and it was time for Draco to learn how to read and write. Also to be with people his own age.

"She isn't coming back Draco." Lucius stated trying to keep his voice as calm as possible. He got off the chair and looked out the window. He turned around, "she's flying with the angels," Lucius pointed up, "in heaven."

Lucius went back to his chair.

"So that means she isn't coming back?" Draco asked quietly.

"I wouldn't say that," Lucius put his right hand on his chest, "she is with us just not physically, but in here." He slid his hand down to where his heart was.

End flashback

Lucius deciding not to go back to bed just yet walked down the hallway to Draco's room

He opened the door, and walked quietly over to the bed. He took the covers off the bed, and Draco wasn't there. 'Maybe he is in Harry's room.' Lucius thought knowing that the two got along rather well. It had been so long since Draco had warmed up to someone so quickly, matter of fact Lucius couldn't remember when Draco had openly trusted an individual so quickly. Lucius was quite worried that Dumbledore and his followers (4) were scouring the whole wizarding world for Harry. Lucius knew that there was charms that went off if Harry was forcibly taken out of Privet drive by anybody other then his relatives. Lucius had grown quite attached to Harry's presence around the house, and Draco had never been happier. Lucius remembered only seeing Draco this happy when he was with his Mother when she was still alive. Lucius got out of bed and stalked off to his son's room. In no time he got there, and opened the door quickly but quietly. As to not wake up the sleeping boy that Lucius thought would be there. He went over to the bed, where the green comforter was in a huge heap. He scooped up the covers to check if Draco was under them. Draco was nowhere to be found.

Lucuis sighed and headed off in the direction of Harry's room. With a feeling of dread that his son and Harry were gone forever, Lucius cautiously opened the door. His silver eyes landed on the large bed that was in the center of the room, there was only an imprint of someone being on the bed for about an hour. Lucius briefly checked the room's contents, and not one sign of any of the boys. Lucius not wanting to return to bed went to the library, once there he ordered a house elf to bring him a glass of red wine. The house elf came back in a couple minutes, with a silver tray.

Lucius took a sip of the wine, favoring the taste of it. He remembered how Draco had always wanted to taste wine, and the one time Lucius had given him a sip, Draco didn't like it.

'Lucius' a voice called back from the deep corridors of his mind. Lucius recognized that voice slightly; after all he was acquainted with a lot of Death Eaters. When he was going to school most of his school buddies turned out to be Death Eaters, Lucius still couldn't believe that Snape had become a Death Eater too. Snape did have an interest in the Dark Arts, had a great knowledge of potions, and never was that popular. Lucius still trusted Snape; after all he was Draco's unofficial uncle (1).

Pain, uncontrollable pain, shot through Draco's veins like an electrical current. Draco couldn't help but scream, it was too hard to keep to himself. A loud chuckle was heard, the wand was lowered, and the curse stopped.

"I don't want you dead, I think I'll eventually bring it out of you. After all I am a torture expert." The man waved his wand, a plate piled with pancakes, sausage, and scrambled eggs appeared before Draco. Draco's mouth watered at the sight of the delicious looking food. After all he hadn't eaten since last night, and that was a long time ago to the small child.

Noticing Draco's gazes toward the food the man said, "You can't eat, until you tell me if you know a Harry Potter?" Draco sighed, he was so hungry. Well maybe he could lie just this once. "I do, but I only just recently met him at Diagon Alley." The man scoffed at Draco's answer, he took his wand out again, and pointed it at Draco. Was he going to put him under the Cruciatus Curse again? Draco was sure his body couldn't take another round of all that pain; Draco just knew if the curse was to be put on him again, he would openly admit he knew Harry Potter.

The man waved his wand, and the bindings unfastened themselves off Draco's arms, and legs. Draco dropped to the floor with a great thud. The man pocketed his wand, and turned around to talk to Draco. "You will have thirty minutes to eat, and stretch, then it is back to the wall." The man turned around and he was gone. Sighing Draco settled down to eat his breakfast.

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Harry woke up, feeling very groggy. The park really wasn't the best place to sleep for a child, but unfortunately Harry had to make do. He got up and walked over to the small play area, which had a sand box, a couple benches, and a jungle gym. He took a seat at one of the benches, and watched the people down the street going about their normal routines. Harry noticed that there were very few people in the park at this time at day, there was a young mother pushing a stroller, a young girl with her father walking a small puppy, and a male dressed in all black that was hanging around a tree. Harry felt like that man was a lot of trouble, and Harry never did know how right he was, the man standing by the tree was a Death Eater. Harry sighed, and started to think abut weather or not eating leaves from the trees would be good for him. That was when Harry noticed his elderly eccentric neighbor, Mrs. Figg. She was wearing a dress that clearly showed it's age, by the many patched holes. On her feet were flat walking shoes, and clasped in her hand was a black leash, that was attached to a white collar. The wearing of the collar was a white cat; 'Fluffy' Harry recalled being the name. She walked over to the bench nearest Harry, and sat down. She put Fluffy on her lap, and Harry could tell that the cat relished all the attention he got. The young mother that was pushing the cart had taken a break, and was sitting at the same bench as Mrs. Figg. The man all dressed in black Harry noticed hadn't moved since he had woken up.

Suddenly the man began walking toward Harry. There was a loud pop, and completely out of nowhere came a man. He landed on the grass, and quickly drew out what appeared to be a stick.

"I won't let you take him," the man breathed out in a ragged fashion. He slowly got up, and walked over to where Harry was standing. Soon he was standing right in front of Harry, shielding him from this strange man.

"You can't protect him Black! How did you got out of Azkaban?" The black clothed man spat out. Black just gave the man a cocky look, "that is me and Dumbledore to know, and for you to never know." (5)

"I couldn't all those years ago, but now I can." The black clothed man raised his stick, and shot a ball of pink light toward this 'Black' character. Black raised is stick, and shot a blue glow at the black clothed man. The man fell to the ground; the stick he had held flew out of his hands and landed in the baby's stroller. Black turned round, and quickly grabbed Harry. All of a sudden there was a light pop and they were gone. Arabella Figg got off the bench, and began to walk back to her home, she was smiling, after all she had accomplished her mission, she had helped protect Harry.

1- Well for some odd reason I see Lucius as the person who would have Narcissa or house elves raise his son. So after Narcissa was dead he decided that it would be a better idea to get to know his son.

2- Does he have a Ministry job, well he does now. Lets just say he now corresponds with his work.

3- Every family seems to have a crest of some sort, so I just put that part in.

4- Well Dumbledore would probably be shocked that Harry was gone from the safety of Privet Drive, and start looking for him.

5- I know unbelievable right, how he got out will be explained in later chapters. Hint Dumbledore had a part in it.