(A/N: Because I promised I wouldn't write any more Lucius stories, I felt obliged to start another series. Once you start honouring promises, you see, people will start to expect it of you, and we couldn't have that, could we. I realise I have surpassed many a reader's patience already with my stories of supreme stupidity, but if the jokes have become old, just laugh at me. Not many people asked for more stories, but then, nobody asked for me to start them in the first place. However, I still harbour a secret and suppressed hope for mild appreciation, and at least one more person who'll strip for me on their webcam. Applications for both, but especially the latter function, may be made in reviews. Enjoy.)
Chapter 1: Charles II"So, Charles…" Lucius Malfoy said as he sat down opposite Severus Snape.
"Charles?" Snape said, putting down his goblet.
"It's your name, isn't it?" Lucius Malfoy said, dismissively. "So, I thought…"
"Incidentally, it's not my name, as you know very well." Snape said, looking bored. Lucius glared at him.
"Charles, stop being silly for a minute, and listen." he said. "I thought…"
"My name is not Charles, Lucius!" Snape hissed. "It's Severus."
"Don't call me Lucius! I'm Charles."
"No, your name is Lucius."
"Charles."
"It's not funny, Lu…"
"Charles!" Lucius interrupted, pointing a finger at Snape in warning.
'I give up,' Snape thought, rubbing his temples. He sighed a weary sigh, and walked off.
"Bye, Charles!" Lucius called after him.