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A/n the meeting continues.

Blood Magic Control

The means are always justified -

"Poppy locked the door to the main entrance, and once she opened the old safe she made a ghastly discovery," she paused for another long sip of juice; she needed tea and briefly asked Remus to get her some.

Her hands were visibly shaking. She hesitated to continue, maybe it was a bad idea. She could imagine how upset the room's occupants would be with her next words.

"I really don't know what to think, and I am wondering if I should have come here, but I don't know where else I could have gone. You see, Poppy found several trays with blood vials." The words were catching on her throat.

"Each one of the vials was all clearly labeled with names and dates; she thinks there are from at least 500 Hogwarts' students; they date all the way back to the early forties, to the time when Albus was a professor, not yet the Head Master."

The sounds of outrage and unbelief filled the room.

She stopped and searched in her deep pockets, "Almost every vial belongs to either an enemy, or to someone who has a close relationship with him. Most are or have been important people, and imagine, he even had one of mine, and one of several people in this room; I think of everyone here. He already had a vial of young William Weasley's blood. It was awful."

Everyone was appalled, their faces devoid of color and looking sick. Arthur's head was down, and so was Moody's, the idea was abhorrent to all.

Nothing good was behind the sample collection. Why was he doing blood magic? They knew the answer, to control them.

Lucius was so angry that his magic was getting away from him. His famous temper was in display; Grant looked at the dark shining streams surrounding Lucius, and at the silver hair flying around him, just like Mimi's.

"How he got them? Well, Poppy has some ideas. She was planning to see Moody after the school is over today. Ahem, Moody and Poppy are good friends; since he is an Auror, she is going to ask him for help. Poor Poppy, she is miserable thinking that she might have helped Albus."

Moody groaned, Minerva needed to keep her information to herself; he growled when Rufus punched his arm and snickered.

"Poppy told me that when any of the students get hurt, the Headmaster wants to be called whenever accidents happen. The one which was out of place was yours, Lucius Malfoy," she looked at Lucius. His jaw was clenched tight.

Minerva pulled out her pocket a small glass box which had a glass vial suspended inside.

The vial contained a red fluid, blood, and it wasn't full. Lucius paled at the implications; maybe Albus was on his way here. He was using blood magic on him.

"See the name is yours. The boxes are standard issue to keep potions fresh for hundreds of years, not that we have anything that old. Poppy doesn't like you, but she didn't like the idea of Albus using blood, as it equates to doing blood magic. Hence, she found a vial belonging to a dead wizard and substituted the boxes."

She stopped to give Lucius a compassionate look. She could only imagine what was going thru his head. Probably the same thoughts going thru hers. A distant past was clearer to her. She was nearly certain how she ended up in Albus' bed when she loved someone else. Later, 'don't think of it now, not now.' She continued.

"I guess that I have stumbled on a meeting. Don't worry, after the blood vials' finding, I want to help you all. Albeit Albus is a good human being," she stuttered, some noticed. The truth was that she was no longer certain.

With great effort she continued, "Yes, he thinks everyone should do his bidding. My idea to help isn't new, the affair with Molly and Harry had me already thinking." She concluded.

"Do you think that Albus is on his way here?" Lucius asked and felt cold all of a sudden.

"Probably, but not until this afternoon; since Severus has taken a day off, and I taken the day off sick, he will have his hands full." She stopped to drink half of her tea; she just couldn't get warm.

"With your blood, he will find you no matter where you hide, if that is what he is doing. Well, unless you know ahead of time. Many choose to have wards against such an invasion, they do it just in case, but the wards are also made of blood. Thus, you would need Albus' blood."

Everyone appeared worried about the statement; nobody was safe, they all understood.

"You can decide whether or not you want to join us; however, if you don't want to, I will need to take this memory out, as well as the memory of the people in this room. Is that agreeable to you?" Lucius wanted her to be sure.

"Yes, I imagine you refer to Sirius? Amazing, but I won't ask. Do you have James and Lily's son? If so, may I see him? I have never stopped worrying; it was so wrong abandoning the baby in front of a house of people we didn't even know."

"Minerva, Severus can give you the details later. If you decide to join us, you will get a gold band and a few other items so we can stay in touch. Harry isn't here; he is with the children."

He stopped for a second, did he just hear a dog growling. It couldn't be, the dogs were at the Grangers. Remus sniffed the air and looked thoughtful and worried. He scratched his head, and now Sirius was also sniffing the air.

"I would like to say that I am doing this because I want to save the Wizarding world. I am sorry but that is false. What I want, is to save my family and help to rid the world of tyrants that threaten our wellbeing." Lucius added.

"So far it sounds likable and plausible, the part of ridding the world of tyrants," Minerva smiled.

"The reason you see Sirius here is that Albus let him be blamed for a crime he didn't commit. Our Aurors, attested to it after they reviewed old Pensives."

Rufus raised his hand, "May I?" Lucius nodded.

"The reason we are here is that Albus had full access to the memories of those wrongly blamed; moreover, he saw them before making a decision." Rufus looked angry.

"True, and not only Sirius was falsely accused, but he also knew that the Lestrange brothers were under a heavy mind-bind. It didn't matter, he also let them hang," Lucius explained to her.

"Yes, I saw them, we both did," Moody interjected, "Who knows what has happened to Albus, he isn't right up here. "He pointed at his forehead.

Alastor Moody took a deep breath, "We need to think, Albus cannot wage a war without enemies and traitors; and people need someone to hate in order to unite and help in the fight. Who knows the something that happened to Albus, but he isn't well. Maybe, he is fabricating enemies and traitors."

"Why hasn't anyone mentioned that he has been collecting blood samples forever, since the forties, that is a long time; and why did he do it? Did he influence himself into being Headmaster?" Rufus Scrimgeour asked. Most of them were already thinking the same.

"Of course the worse crime is Harry Potter's, what has been done to him is an abomination," Lucius stated for the record.

Minerva was surprised to see a very pretty young woman drying her tears whenever Harry's name was mentioned. The witch reminded her of someone, but of whom?

"Severus is a witness of the shape Harry was in when we took him. I'm not going to go over his multiple injuries, and the fact that he was starved and thirsty, or go over his state of mind the first days. He was near to death. Imagine, he was living in a dark cupboard, locked. Suffice to say that he is now well and under loving and nurturing care. Those who found him cannot forget the horror." He looked at Elly and Remus.

Elly's eyes were filled with tears, Minerva and others made the connection. They wanted to know about Elly, particularly Minerva. Lucius waited for the sounds of outrage going around the room to quiet down.

"Harry is being adopted under Muggle law. Sirius as the guardian agrees to that. Albus wants him back, surely he does. Just think, why was Harry's magic core stunted and blocked? For what purpose? Only Albus knows."

He paused to look around and saw the long and angry faces.

Wallburga was speechless, wondering if Dumbledore had her blood, and she imagined he did. It made her angry, the Blood Traitor, never mind, those words needed to go, to be eradicated of her vocabulary.

She checked Scrimgeour, handsome devil; this was going to be fun, she thought. Not because Wallburga liked him, just because it was good to feel alive and flirt a little, why not?

"I think Harry is also my fault; we dropped the baby in front of his aunt's home. I told Albus that it was wrong; who leaves a baby at a doorstep?"

She looked so upset that Wallburga, surprising many, stood by Minerva and put her hand on her shoulder, patting her gently.

Minerva let it happen; she appreciated the contact, "Albus didn't want to bring the babe with us. Not even when I told him that we should raise him." She closed her eyes remembering.

"Right away, he argued about blood wards. He meant that the blood relatives were a ward that would protect him better, which I sincerely doubt to be right. If so, how is he going to study at Hogwarts away from the wards? How is he going to attend a Muggle school? I am so sorry about little Harry."

Minerva appeared upset and tired. She turned around and mouthed thanks to Wallburga.

Sirius rubbed his eyes. He thought all had been a dream and he was still sick; his mother showing compassion?

Lucius still had more to say, "That is not all, we also found out that Voldemort is alive. He recently tried to take Harry through a portal; to heavens knows where. If we are to fight him, and there are so few of us, we will need to infiltrate both camps and will need to use our collective brains. Ah, I am going away with my family for a few months."

Lucius stopped; this time he heard definite soft giggles and loud, "Shhs." He raised his hand for everyone to quiet down.

Remus had already heard the same. The ones, who hadn't heard the sounds, looked at each other; Sirius, who had also heard, was sniffing the air.

Narcissa, Elly, the Grangers, and the Lestrange brothers, knew right away that the children had come using their doors, and they all felt sick with apprehension.

The temptation was too great for the children, and they were so very young. The talk the night before had been for naught.

Lucius walked to the back of the library towards a darkened area; Remus was ahead of him. Sirius right behind.

Lucius heard one of the wolfhounds panting and had to control a smile, but he wasn't happy; Lady Granger must be going mad looking for the little miscreants.

He wanted to scream and was trying to remember that they were children. However his fingers itched for retribution. He took deep breaths. He could now hear their low chatter.

"Don't bark be a good boy." That sounded like Mimi. What else would happen this day?

He saw a light, one of the Muggle light sticks, an ingenious item. Good to carry in case something went wrong with your wand. He prayed for control.

A/n Well, well, the children must not have obeyed. An answer to a guest, Is this a Draco-Hermione? Well yes,in many ways. The war will be fought for them, is all about the two. It is about Lucius and his family. As they grow, the children will have bigger roles. It is a multi love story.