It's Just a Nightmare 5a

Lucius Malfoy picked up the squirming baby and disapparated out of the dungeon. He apparated in a gargantuan marble entrance hall lighted by several diamond chandeliers. At the end of the hall, two huge, sweeping staircases led up to the first floor.

"Narcissus, I'm home," said Lucius Malfoy and his voice echoed loudly around the cavernous hall. Almost immediately a set of hurried footsteps came pattering down the stairs. A very pretty woman of about thirty came into view. Her beauty was enhanced by a mountain of makeup, which she had plastered onto her face although there was no need.

"Hello dear, you're back early," she commented with some disapproval, "and what's that thing in your arms?"

"Narcissus, the order attacked the castle and we used the plan," informed Malfoy. Narcissus looked like someone had just hit her over the head with a pancake. "Now Narcissus, take the baby to the room you prepared earlier," commandeered Malfoy.

"Fine, dear, what ever you want," muttered Narcissus sarcastic and grabbed Harry as if he was a sack of potatoes. Harry instantly started to cry.

"Oh and shut the brat up while you're at it," said Malfoy and he stormed off to his office. Narcissus looked with disgust at the bundle in her arms as she pulled out her wand and silenced Harry. She carried him upstairs into a large, bare room with a small cot in the middle. She put the squirming Harry in there and slammed the door. Why was her husband always bringing home trouble? She wouldn't have married him if it weren't for her parents and his money. She generally lived a comfortable, high classed life. Going to parties was her main occupation, preparing for them was her hobby; she didn't really like the party. Her other occupations were, keeping her husband happy and making sure her son had a constant supply of sweets. She was a clever woman but her cleverness had never been of much use to her; it was her looks that got her where she was now.

Lucius Malfoy sat in his office behaving like a five year old deprived of a treat. Why had Voldermort sent Snape to the front line and not him? He wasn't pretending to be a better curser than Snape but he was much better at organization; something Snape had never been good at, which was why he had lost his girl to Potter. He was also more favoured than the greasy git but he had to keep the brat.

Malfoy's sulking was suddenly disturbed by two people apparating into his room, one was Snape, and the other was Voldermort. They both had identical triumphant smirks on their faces.

"My Lord, how did you do?"

"All comes later Lucius, where is he?" demanded Voldermort

"Oh, my lord he is upstairs sleeping. I must say it was an ingenious plan,"

"Well get him down here, Lucius," ordered Voldermort. Lucius immediately called for the house elf to bring Harry downstairs. The baby's face was red from screaming and his arms were bruised from where Narcissus had gripped him too hard. Voldermort eyed the baby and picked him up. The baby instantly stopped crying and snuggled up to the Dark Lord. "Hello Alex,"

"Da-da," muttered Harry trying to reach for Voldermort's wand.

"My Lord, what happened?" asked Malfoy again.

"Oh yes, Severus, tell him,"

"We defeated the order, five of them were killed and loads injured including Black and Lupin. We also cursed Dumbledore,"

"Ah yes, the dithering old fool, I shot him with the killing curse, died on the spot,"



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