Chapter 6
Bellatrix and Rod looked over at Lucius. There they were at the Dark Lords headquarters. Everything was finally for them falling into place. This was it. The night they found out who was their spy in the Order of the Phoenix. The Dark Lord had finally seen fit to reveal his spy to the rest of them.
The tension in the room was unbearable and it was in moments like these when Draco could not be further from his fathers thoughts. There was a buzz that being a Death Eater gave him that his son could not. It was the longing to create something better, purer than he had when he was young. The world wasn't going to be as it was forever. It was going to be better, more than it was.
In the shadows sat the Dark Lord. Ever domineering and ever all knowing he sat before them as if he was a god. And he was to his followers. He was to Lucius. It was in accordance with this mans ideology that his son was going to be raised. This was the person who was going to led them into a brighter future.
"So you have all come to me when I called. Lord Voldemort is grateful to you all. In the years to come when we rise this night, and the loyalty you have shown to me will not be forgotten. All of you prove your worth when you come to me. Including you…Wormtail."
Out of the shadows crawled a pathetic excuse for a man. He was short and fat, balding and ugly. There was nothing special about him. How was it, thought Lucius, he was getting recognized from the Dark Lord. Turning to his in-laws, he knew they felt the same.
Snape who stood by his side obviously knew who this man was. He looked shocked and in an odd way alarmed to see who it was.
He looked vaguely familiar to Lucius too. But he wasn't exactly who he was.
Severus held Draco. After the meeting he had gone back to Lucius along with the Lestranges. Half way through their talk about what had gone on Lucius had heard his son cry and had fetched him.
He had spent little time with the boy since he had been born. It seemed he was missing out on the lives of all of his friend's children.
He wondered what Lily and her son were doing at that moment. He could almost see her cradling her boy close to her heart. He wished he was that child in that moment to be allowed to be held that close to her. That was what he wanted. It was all he wanted. And now he knew Peter was betraying her. She was in real danger now. He wanted to save her. He had to help her. But how? What could he do for her? She didn't even want to speak to him these days. She had turned her back on him.
Looking down on the child in his arms he wondered absently what it would be like to be a father. He knew he was never going to be one now. For him it had been Lily or nothing. And now she was a Potter. So there was no hope for him. There would never be a Mrs Snape or a baby Snape.
It didn't stop him feeling for her though.
Bellatrix was also watching the child. She was at long last beginning to come round to him. He wasn't so bad. And she knew plenty of mothers had died in child birth over the years. And they had done it so the person who was most precious to them in the entire world could live on.
Had it really been what she had wanted though? Surely she could of wanted leave every person she loved and cared for behind her so the child could have a life. She would never know what she wanted now. And her poor sister was gone for good.
"The question is now off course, will the little Gryffindor keep his courage when it comes to doing what the Dark Lord wants of him."
"He has come to our side." said Bella in a reply to her husbands doubt. "If he has any sense he is going to have to. His friends can't protect him now."
"Well whatever comes for him now he is going to have to do as his told if he wants his life." said Lucius.
Draco on hearing his father's voice looked up at him, gurgling happily. Lucius smiled at him back.
Severus on seeing this passed the child over to his father. He had been feeling slightly awkward anyhow.
He wanted to get to Lily. He wanted to warn her. But how could he. He had made his choice, and she had made hers. Yet he knew it wasn't the right one. He had always believed they had been made for each other. He couldn't just let her go, let her die. His life without her in it? It wasn't worth thinking about.
"Is he sleeping through yet?" asked Bellatrix.
Rod upon hearing this quite maternal affection smiled. Maybe she was coming about to the idea of children. She hadn't seemed on edge so much about her nephew now.
"Not every night, but he is getting there." Lucius nodded. "Not tonight as you can tell. I don't know how he it still awake. Child, you should be sleeping!""
"Well hopefully he will be soon." said Rod.
"Yes I hope so."
Lucius had been good to his son, she knew. He had been the one getting up with him every single night. At any rate it was important he thought for his son to know he was the one there for him. Not some nanny.
"Father wants a proper night sleep," said Lucius. He didn't mind showing his affection for his son in a private group, not when he was this young. That was going to change when the boy grew up. But that wasn't for a while.
Settling himself into a chair with the baby in his lap he sighed. He was glad it was the weekend tomorrow. He felt as if he had a long week between the Death Eater meeting and work. How odd it was he thought that he really had believed his life had ended when his wife's had. She would want him to live on he told himself. He would miss her for eternity. But he couldn't grieve eternally. The night day he would forget work though. It was going to be good to relax.
If his son had the good grace to let him that was.
An: sorry its so short!