A/N:...You knew this was coming. Draco welcome aboard the crazy train! He played an important side role in the original Eden and in this too :P thanks for reading

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CHAPTER 8: NEGATIONS

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"I'm here," a cold refined voice, almost identical to Lucius, drawled.

Voldemort, Lucius and Hermione all turned their heads as Draco entered the room. He was wearing tight leather pants and looked angelic with his short blonde hair.

He was like Ryan Gosling mixed with snowflakes.

Voldemort and Hermione both grinned in delight at his entrance. Even Harry, who was still on the skype screen, felt a little nostalgic to hear his old nemesis' voice.

But Lucius just looked pissed by his son's arrival. Like he was outdone by the younger Malfoy.

This was supposed to be his moment, dammit. Though Draco was always intruding on his turf. He better not try to steal his prisoner.

"Draco what are you doing here?" Lucius asked coldly.

Draco grinned smugly, "I was getting bored of sitting on the sidelines, father. So I thought I might pay you a visit."

Draco paused to take in the eager smiles from the fanfic audience who had eagerly awaited his arrival. A few fans threw their underwear at him but it bounced back on their screens. Draco's smile grew smugger. Lucius tried not to be annoyed that his son had more followers on the internet than he did, though it was a source of contention between them.

"Draco can't you see that I'm busy here? You can't just waltz into Voldemort's throne room whenever you feel like it," Lucius muttered, though what he really wanted to do was scream, 'It's not all about you, Draco!'

"Nonsense, old man!" Voldemort grinned, "I have told Draco he is welcome here anytime."

Lucius grimaced as Voldemort eagerly snapped his fingers and Draco's favourite snacks, strawberry milkshakes and marshmallow kittens, appeared on a nearby table.

Draco sat himself down and put up his feet, "Thanks Tom."

Lucius voice was a furious whisper, "Can you not call the Dark Lord, Tom! He's not your uncle!"

"He's my godfather," Draco said indignantly as he opened up the bag of purring marshmallow kittens and popped a mewing kitten marshmallow into his mouth.

Lucius clenched his fist. He didn't know how he could have a son who wore leather pants and ate snacks that purred. Draco was as soft as the bag of marshmallows he ate. Nothing like him, and everything like Narcissa. Soft, soft and dumb headed!

"Severus is your godfather, not Voldemort," Lucius hissed. "And can you kindly remove your feet from the table!"

Draco groaned and removed his feet grudgingly from the table. "Whatever, what's going on today, pops?"

Lucius narrowed his eyes. Perhaps it was good that Draco was here. His only son, who had been too soft-hearted to kill Dumbledore in his sixth year, could perhaps learn something from the torturing of the mudblood. It might harden and season the boy to witness something so brutal; certainly it might wipe that stupid innocent look off his son's face.

He turned to Voldemort. "Would you mind terribly, my lord, if Draco got involved in the torture?"

"Not at all Lucius, I actually had Draco first in mind for this assignment before Narcissa intervened and insisted you do it."

"Yes," Lucius scowled. It was an annoying habit of the Dark Lord that he always suggested Draco's name first for everything, no matter what it was. Though he knew full well either Lucius or Snape would eventually have to step in and do it when Narcissa complained her son couldn't handle it.

"Great." Draco smiled in his mother's absence. "So who exactly are we torturing here?"

Lucius smacked his forehead in frustration before yelling, "Have you not noticed in all this time that Hermione and Harry are right there?!"

"Where?" Draco looked around the room, somewhat spooked, like they were hiding under an invisibility cloak.

"Right there!" Lucius pointed.

Harry, who was on mute, and Hermione, who had been silencioed, both waved helpfully.

Draco spat out of some of his strawberry milkshake. "Are you kidding me? That computer and that tanned barbarian are Harry and Hermione?"

Draco observed, with fright in his grey eyes, his former rivals at Hogwarts.

"H-how," he began hesitantly, "How did you turn Harry into a computer? I didn't think it was possible yet, though they say in the future-"

Lucius smacked his forehead again. "We didn't turn him into a computer, he's on the computer!"

He desperately wanted to slap Draco, but Narcissa had a strict non-violence policy concerning their son. So Lucius pinched the bridge of his nose instead and said as patiently as possible, "My lord, could you excuse us for a minute?"

When they were out in the hall, Lucius yelled, "Would you quit trying to humiliate me in front of the Dark Lord and my prisoner!"

"How have I humiliated you?" Draco looked so hurt he could make a kitten cry. "All I try to do is please you father! But nothing's ever good enough."

He picked up another kitten marshmallow, which was squirting glucose tears, and shoved it in his mouth.

Lucius grabbed the bag of marshmallows out of Draco's hand and smacked Draco hard on the head with it.

Apparently that was too much, even for Draco.

They both stood in shock as they realized what he had done, even though it was a just bag of marshmallows and not rocks.

"You're not allowed to hit me!" Draco gasped and felt his face like the puffs had actually hurt his pretty face.

Lucius raised an eyebrow, as if daring his son to challenge him, "Who's watching? I don't see your mother around here."

Draco fell silent and felt his head for a bruise but said nothing.

Unlike a certain somebody, Draco knew better than to push his father.

Lucius Malfoy was a very dangerous man when he lost his temper and he used much more than marshmallows when he was angry. If only somebody could tell that to Hermione so she could stop pushing his buttons...before it was too late and he showed her his other torture chamber. The one of which no one spoke, a Chamber of Secrets...

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-end of chapter 8-

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A/N:
Yeahhhh, Draco's back! And isn't he dreamy? Do you think he'll try to steal his father's thunder or steal Hermione from him?

Also are you wondering what Lucius's Chamber of secrets could be? You won't find out til near the end of the story but it will shock you I assure you lol!