Abandon All Hope
Abandon All Hope
Disclaimer: Nothing HP belongs to me. It's all JKR and WB. I'm just playing with it.
This is my own ten minutes with Lucius. I have no idea if I'll actually incorporate it into the story, but once I got started, it wrote itself.
In a cell in Azkaban prison, Lucius Malfoy heard the murmurings of his fellow inmates as wordless babble, the strain on his mind nigh unbearable as he thought only of escaping. He would make that brat PAY for putting him here. The Dark Lord would soon have all his loyal followers free again, and then Potter would TREMBLE before the rage of the Malfoy family.
Through his rage, Lucius heard footsteps. There was someone walking toward his cell. Standing straight, he lifted his chin and stared down his nose at the person who appeared on the other side of the door.
Sneering at him from the other side, a lesser Ministry official he'd once bribed gave him a scathing once-over, and tossed a parchment at him.
"Compliments of Lord Black."
Brow furrowed in confusion, Lucius broke the seal on the scroll, unrolled it and read it by the weak sunlight filtering in through the murder hole in his wall. His confusion turned to dismay, then outrage. He roared his denial.
Then, as another thought crossed his mind, the notice dropped from suddenly nerveless fingers.
"Jocelyn." he whispered, brokenly. What would happen to his sister and nieces if Potter now controlled everything? Narcissa and Draco... correction, CALYPSO (he mentally sneered at the thought of his offspring, the root of the entire matter) had been trained as Slytherins. They would protect themselves. But his sister would be defenseless. The Dark Lord would find them.
Suddenly, the once proud wizard folded, feeling as empty as if he had been Kissed.