Chapter 5

A Small Trip to Diagon Alley

Stefan was walking down the stairs with his brother after they had finished getting ready for their outing. They met up with their parents at the bottom of the stairs and they went to the apparation point and apparated to the Leaky Cauldron. They went through the back and his father tapped the bricks on the wall and watched as a gap appeared for them to go through. Stefan found it amazing to be able to walk through Diagon Alley without having people staring at him all the time. Yes, he had to admit a few were staring but that was most likely because some new person was with the Malfoy's. Their first stop was Gringotts.

They walked up the marble steps and went inside. They had agreed to check out the Potter vaults and see if he would still be able to use them or if they were going to be put with Gringotts. Lucius stepped up to the counter where an ugly looking goblin was sat. "Yes, what may I do for you?" It asked.

"Malfoy vaults and we would like to certify the Potter vaults in relation to Harry Potter or Stefan Malfoy." Lucius replied handing the goblin two keys. It looked down at the keys and then back up.

"Very well." It ushered a goblin over and told it where to go. They followed the goblin and got taken to an office in the back.

"We will check what is going on with the Potter vaults first of all." The second goblin spoke and then there was silence. They entered the office and the goblin went to a file of drawers and pulled out some paperwork. Stefan noticed on the front it said 'Potter'. The goblin skimmed through the file and then slammed it shut and put it back in the metal drawer. "It states that the Potter vault will be given to Stefan Cygnus Malfoy but it has also stated that none of the other Malfoy's will be able to access the vault."

Stefan was surprised that the people who he thought of his parents for so long would actually do that, because in all honesty he didn't know his parents that well, well adoptive parents. He didn't know them at all. "Thank you." Lucius said and bowed his head just slightly.

"The Malfoy vaults." The goblin said and motioned them to follow, again. His father slid the key into his hand and Stefan pocketed it. He wondered why they didn't just let him but his own things when he had just as much money as them. He suddenly thought of something about his Hogwarts letter but decided he would ask when they got home. They got to the vault and they grabbed a load of money and made it up again. Stefan bowed deeply at the goblin and it seemed shocked by the low bow and bowed right back.

They first went to Madam Malkins to get their new school clothes. They walked in and a woman came bustling over to them and smiled politely. She was pretty, there was no denying it, but she was average looking. They got fitted and whilst that was happening Narcissa went around the shop and bought some new clothes for them all and got them sent home along with their school robes. Next they went to the bookstore and Lucius gave them some money and said he had to be somewhere and would meet them in one hour at Owls Emporium. They grabbed all their books and then went to get some ice cream. They met with Lucius an hour later and went to the Leaky Cauldron and grabbed some food and a drink. After that they flooed home and went to put their things away.

"Mother?" Stefan asked as they split up.

Narcissa beamed when he called her that. "Yes?"

"How did they know to send my letter to Stefan and not Harry Potter?" he asked perplexed.

"Oh, that's easy my dear. We simply wrote to the school and told them that you would be starting this year and so they sent you a letter with your name on it." She explained. "Also Harry Potter doesn't really exist anymore so..." she trailed off. Stefan nodded and went to his room to put his things away. Narcissa and Lucius sat down in the Parlour and didn't say anything. Narcissa ordered some tea and passed a cup to her husband. "Has he told you yet?" she asked.

"No, he said we would be talking about it tonight." Lucius replied.

"Who do you think this man is?" she asked. "I only want the best for my baby."

Lucius frowned. "It is weird... I seem to recognise the name but I can't remember where." He said frustrated.

"Well, you will know tonight."

"Yes." He said absently.

Lucius knocked on the door and waited to be allowed to enter. He was a little nervous as his master was going to tell him who his son's soul mate was and he didn't want it to be some weirdo, only the best. He opened the door when he heard he was allowed to enter and shut it behind him. His Lord motioned for him to sit and sit he did. He sat gracefully on the couch and peeked at the man in the chair. He was sat looking at the wall, looking bored and then snapped his eyes to Lucius as if he felt them on him. Lucius quickly looked away and kept his eyes on the fire. "So Lucius... are you sure you would like to know?" Voldemort said, but Lucius had the distinct impression he was teasing him.

"Yes, My Lord." He said automatically.

"Well, have a drink. I am sure you will need it." Voldemort waved his wand and two glassed seemed to mould in the middle of the air and fell onto the table in the middle of them. He poured some Firewhisky into both glasses and slid one along the table and picked up his own. Lucius hesitantly picked up his own glass and took a sip. There was some silence and it seemed to grate onto Lucius.

He shifted and Voldemort smirked. "Well Lucius, does your son know that he has a soul mate yet? Has he remembered?" Lucius shook his head. "Why have you not told him?"

"I would have preferred to know who it was before I told him, My Lord." He said respectfully.

Voldemort nodded and took a sip of the amber liquid. "I see." He replied softly. "Well, when I tell you, when will you tell him?"

Lucius frowned. "Er... tomorrow night."

Voldemort hummed and tilted his head to the side. "Well, there is nothing keeping me from telling you now is there?" he chuckled. "Me Lucius, I am your son's soul mate." He said bluntly.

Lucius frowned, that made no sense at all. How could Lord Voldemort be his son's soul mate, the man was called Tom Riddle. Voldemort barely refrained from rolling his eyes, as if he sensed where the man's thoughts were going. "Did you really think I was born with the name Voldemort?" he asked and watched as the man flinched. "My birth name is Tom Marvolo Riddle." He continued and sneered at the same time. Lucius's eyes widened. His Lord was his youngest son's soul mate? That couldn't be, it seemed so unlikely. He took a drink and closed his eyes. Voldemort was rather enjoying his reaction, if he must say so himself. "So I am counting on you telling Stefan tomorrow night." He said firmly and gave Lucius a hard look. Lucius's snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his Lord speak again and quickly nodded. "You may go." Voldemort said and waved a hand lazily.

Lucius put down the glass and stood. He bowed and quickly left the room and went to find his wife leaving Voldemort alone in the room. He put his chin in his hand and smirked. "Looks like I got you one way or the other Potter, or should I say Stefan?" he said softly to the empty room.

Lucius walked into the same parlour that he and his wife were sat in earlier and found her there again. She looked up expectantly and he nodded. "I am afraid it is someone you may not like."

She worried her lips and took a breath. "Tell me." She demanded.

"The Dark Lord."

She froze and said nothing for a while. "What?" she said shaking her head.

"Stefan's soul mate is the Dark Lord." He sighed and sat on the couch. Narcissa couldn't believe it, she wouldn't. That man would abuse her child, she just knew it. She bit her lip to stop the flow of tears. She got up and looked at her husband.

"I am going to bed, I am suddenly feeling very tired." And with that she walked briskly out of the room.

Dumbledore had searched the entire house for clues and found nothing, thought he didn't like the look of the cupboard under the stairs and kept that secret from everybody else. He was really worried; they needed to get Harry back. Also a new student was starting his sixth year at Hogwarts this year and was somehow related to the Malfoy's. He had no idea who the boy was, as he had never even heard of him before. It was strange. He had people out looking for the boy and they had also found nothing. He sighed and put his face in his hands. Harry... where are you?

Edited: 09/07/12