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Yes Tom
By : Sevy14
Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female
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To be honest, I was apprehensive about one of Tom's associates attending to my Tommy. It isn't that I don't trust Tom and his judgment but as a mother I'd rather have a healer caring for Tommy rather than one of his fathers 'friends.' "How bad is he?"

I couldn't figure out this situation. Looking over the boy my mind was running with questions yet I knew I had to hold my tongue. Who was this woman? How did she know my mum? What was she in relation to the Dark Lord? Why is he here in her house? Who is this boy in relation to him? I continue to work on as my mind races. Her question pulling me from my thoughts I pause and look over at her. "He will be fine, just sick is all."

I furrow my brows. Yes, I know that he's sick. "What I meant was, how long will recovery time be?" He sighs and looks back at me.

"A day or two perhaps in bed, his body doesn't seem to be healing fast even with the magic so he'll need to stay bed ridden for a couple of days," as I've already mentioned, "and then he'll probably have a cold and a cough for awhile after that, but nothing that a good potion can't handle at that point, but I'm done here. These are the potions he'll need to take four times a day, every day. Start now, it is noon and then again at dinner, and tonight just as he should go to bed. Tomorrow start at breakfast and go with each meal and then bed time. He needs to take them until they are gone." I rise looking at her and then turn. Just as I reach the door she says thank you and I turn and nod to her, leaving the room. I descend the stairs and go to the living room. "My lord, I've finished."

"Very good Severus, very good… Is the boy well?" For some reason I could not help but frown at the thought of the boy being unwell; the fact that I realized this irked me.

"No, he is not well my Lord. He shall need to remain bed ridden for at least two days, depends on the child usually. Then he shall have a cough after that for a week but a potion fixes that. I have left them upstairs with instructions from his mother." As I finished he just smirked at me and I couldn't help but feel a swell in apprehension. Was that a good smirk or a bad smirk? A part of me was waiting for the inevitable crucio another for the right to leave.

"Severus, you amuse me."

"My lord?" Is that a good thing?

"No need to worry today I am feeling generous on this day. It is a good thing you did not come earlier otherwise you would feel the power of my wand, but I think that today you shall not. Come, Lucius shall be here any minute." I walk past the bewildered potions master out the living room door I smirk as I hear him following me, blind like sheep to a slaughter. I've always loved that saying. Opening the door to my study I step into my study and walk across the room to stand behind my desk. I can hear the door shut behind me, I smirk, Severus does hate being in closed rooms-especially with me. "Have a seat Severus." He sits, back ramrod straight I just smirk at him and he stares back. For a few minutes we stare at one another, I can see into his mind, it's racing with questions but still he holds his tongue. "You are very strong willed Severus, I like that about you."

I wasn't sure if should answer him so I just nod my head and look at him. I could feel him prodding my head for information.

Smirking at his silence, he knows me well, most would have responded to that, but not Severus. A knock at the door draws both of our attentions. "What?"

"Trixi has a masters Lucius Malfoys heres for yous sirs."

"Very good. Send him in."

"Yes sirs."

"Lucius." I say as he enters falling to the ground on his knee the minute the latch on the door clicks shut. Dressed immaculately I find that the two before me are like black and white; yin and yang. That's why I like them the more than the others I suppose. So different yet they fit perfectly together. "Rise and discard your robes, this is not a deatheaters meeting."

"Yes my lord."

He comes to sit in the chair to Severus' left and I look at the two. Neither man moving or bowing under my gaze but holding it; both have nerves of steel and I smirk at them. "How is the wife Lucius?"

"She is good my lord."

"And the son?"

"Seems to be good from what we can discern from his letters home."

"Ah very good. Very good. Severus is the boy good?"

"Yes my lord. He is as cocky and cheeky as usual." At my response the Dark Lord smirks and chuckles a bit and Lucius is taught at my description of his son. I tense though thinking that I have no new information on the Order. If he saw me tense he said nothing about it but continued to stare at Lucius and I. Rising from his chair his hands clasped behind his back he walks to the window and looked out. Another minute or two passes before he speaks again.

"Lucius, I trust that this location shall remain a secret between us three until I deem it necessary for others to know."

"Of course my lord. Cissa knows though."

"That is fine. She may." I had forgotten about that. "Make sure she and that Rafta fellow does not repeat its location or of its inhabitants."

"Yes my lord. I had forgotten that he'd been here. While he is sympathetic to our cause, perhaps it is best that I fix his memory. If you wish it?"

The formality of his response amuses me. Lucius Malfoy having to be so respectful so formal with me was amusing, I smirk out the window."Yes. Fix his memory." The room falls silent and I can hear their breathing calm and slow. Outside the crows are flocking in the trees outside of our house perhaps I'll do something about that-they could be good for something. "What do you think makes a wizard a good Severus?"

"Good my lord?" His question so unexpected that I could not but help swivel my head in shock at him and then look at Lucius confusedly, a shrug from him is all I get but I can tell he's just as shocked as I.

"Yes. Good. Not like dark and light but a good wizard."

"Oh…" I frown wondering why he asked but I answer him anyways. "I think that a good wizard is well informed, educated, and sharp."

His answer is just what I expected from him I turn my head to look at him his face schooled to void any emotion he must be feeling. "And Lucius, I'm curious, since I think that Severus' answer would be the same as mine would be, what makes a good father?" This time I smirk, neither able to hide their shock at my question. I raise an eyebrow and they both clear their throats, Severus looks down at his hands, I can see his throat moving, no doubt from swallowing-like me, the topic of his father is a touchy one.

"A good father my lord is-is a man that is understanding of his child. One that knows they will make mistakes, knows they have fears, recognizes their talents and faults but does not punish nor celebrate entirely both. A good father cares for his child and a good father would admit that they are not perfect at raising their child but are doing their best with what they learned from their father or-or a father figure in their life. A good father would-would do anything for their child."

"Even give their life to protect the child?"

"Yes my lord, even give their life."

I nod. A slow exhale comes from behind me, I think that it is from Severus. I frown at what Lucius has said, the words rolling around my brain. "Lucius, are a good father?"

"I-I think I could be a better father. I am very hard on young Draco; just as my father was to me and his on him."

"That did not answer my question." I smirk. Lucius hates admitting anything negative about himself, but I will admit that his answer was honest, I need not prod his mind to tell that. I turn to look at him, "Are you a good father Lucius?"

"I think that at times I am not while at others I am… I know that I am doing the best that I can, but that is not always enough."

"Ah and Lucius, what could you do to be a better father?"

"I…"

Falling short the blonde man frowns and looks down at his hands for minute, taking a few breaths he raises his head to look back at me, his face calm but his eyes a torment of emotion. I raise my eyebrow in waiting.

"I would tell him how much I-I love him and how proud he has made me."

"Ah…" I turn my back. Curious about what it is to be a father. I have no idea and it is a topic that I know I cannot read to find out about; it's one that must be experienced and I shall never have that one. I frown at that, I can feel my anger boiling up at the memory of my father. What a useless and worthless excuse for a man. "That is curious…" I stand there, staring out at the lingering crows for a few more minutes, the clock ticking loudly in the silence. "Lucius, that is all. Tell the others that their meetings shall be postponed until a later date. I think that I should not like it if they knew of this place," I say this pointedly turning to look at the two of them, my voice hardening, "especially Bellatrix."

"Yes my lord." "Of course my lord."

They both respond and I nod. "Good. You may go Lucius." He bows his head and is up from his chair, kneeling after donning his robes and then rising, exiting the room shutting the door behind him. I wait for a minute looking at Severus and then I move to sit behind my desk."You are curious about the boy and his mother, are you not?"

I nod. "Yes my lord." Very curious.

I nod at him and look at his face before continuing. "You may ask."

I swallow. It is a rare opportunity to be allowed into the privacy of the Dark Lord's world. My gut tells me something is up, first the questions about being a good wizard and what it means to be a father-he is almost human; a characteristic that is not exactly normal for him. I take a deep breath, certain down to my very last toe that he shall crucio me even though he's given me permission to ask. "Who are they my lord?" He smirks and then answers.

"My wife and son."

I could feel my mouth drop. I was shocked to say the least. The Dark Lord, a wife and a son? How could this have gone unnoticed? "Wife? Son? When?" Were the only words I could stutter out of my mouth.

"I attended school with Evangaline, she was a year below me, the same year as your mother. The boy was conceived before the Godric's Hollow incident." My lip curling up at the memory.

I nod, unsure what to do. "Oh…" What else could I say?

Severus looks like a fish out of water, unable to breathe. "I dare say, my marriage to Evangaline was one of my best kept secrets; I doubt that anyone really knew, except for the Malfoy's, Lucius' father, Abraxes was our witness." I pause and look at him.

I realize that I am leaning forward in my chair like Granger in my class or a small child about to learn some new juicy information on a friend or sibling.

"It is curious to me that you did not know of our marriage because your mother was Evangaline's witness." I revel in the shock upon his face. His face paler than it had ever been, apparently his mother never told him. Perhaps it is because Evangaline told her not to, I shall have to ask her.

"My-my mother sir?" Was she a deatheater? My mother? No… She couldn't have been. "How did she… When were you… I don't understand."The quiet voice irked me but I felt like a small child being told something by a father-well certainly not my father.

"No Severus, she was not a member of my ranks, but she was Evangaline's closest friend-perhaps her only friend as the years wore on. We didn't marry until she had been out of Hogwarts for three years." I chuckled at his bewilderedness. "Now onto more pressing matters."
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Yes Tom	By : Sevy14 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yes Tom