Noli Me Tangere | By : PotionMaster Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Noli Me Tangere 1
The door opened under my touch, as I knew it would, but I hesitated on the threshold. For a moment I wondered what kind of reception I would receive. I had never turned up unannounced before, not even on the night of my son's birth when I ached to shout the news from the highest rooftops. Decorum prevented me taking such a course of action and instead I came here and celebrated in private. Even then though, I had sent a message ahead by owl to warn her of my arrival. I glanced down at myself and winced. I had never before arrived in such a state either. While far from ragged my robes were torn in places and stained with blood, some of it mine. I ached from my Master's earlier application of the Cruciatus and I knew that my complexion was even paler than normal. On any other day I would hesitate to be seen in such a condition, but today was no ordinary day. Today my Lord and Master had ordained that my son was old enough to become one of us. Today I had finally faced the reality of my situation. For nearly seventeen years I had continued in the service of the Dark Lord in order to protect my family; today I would betray him for the same reason.
I had argued that Draco was still a child, that he was too young to take an oath that would bind him for life and I had suffered for my boldness. My Master had cast the Cruciatus on me again and again, insisting that I must be punished for my insubordination but the physical pain paled in comparison to the anguish I knew I would suffer if I had to watch my only child throw his life away because of a mistake I had made when only a child myself. I laugh when I recall how foolish I was then. I was the undoubted King of Slytherin House, the 'Golden Child'. The Gryffindors had James Potter and the Slytherins had Lucius Malfoy - the more things change... I allow myself to step back in time for a moment. James Potter had the Marauders and I? I had Severus, my dark angel. Together we spent our days plotting the downfall of the wizarding world. We would crush it beneath our feet and rebuild it as we wished. I remember the evenings spent before a roaring fire, weaving our plots or simply playing chess; and I remember the nights. We would slip away from the dorm and find a deserted classroom, transfiguring desks into a comfortable bed where we would shut out the rest of the world and concentrate on driving each other to distraction. It was my ambition that led me to His side. My ambition and my foolish pride. I truly believed that He would be no more than a distraction, that I could outwit him and take his place. Pride goeth before a fall the muggles say and I fell - hard. My greatest regret is that I took Severus with me.
I shook my head slightly to clear it. Somehow it seemed wrong to think of my time with Severus as I stood in this room. In many ways Veronica had taken his place in my life. Not at first of course. When I first made her mine it was as a cover for our affair. In our own ways Vee and I were each using the other. Unusual as it may seem, my relationship with my mistress has never been one based on passion but rather a matter of politics. Just before the Christmas of our sixth year her parents had been killed - not as the rest of Slytherin, possibly all of Hogwarts, believed, by Aurors, but by our Lord himself. They had betrayed him and had paid the ultimate price for their treachery. My father did not believe in keeping such things secret from me so when she approached me at the beginning of the next term I knew that she was looking for a protector. A lover whose very presence would show more clearly than words where her own loyalties lay, someone who would be able to shield her were the truth ever to become common knowledge. I told her what I knew and waited for her to shrink back in fear or worse, to try and lie to conceal the truth. I was pleasantly surprised when she did neither. Instead, she stood her ground and proposed a bargain. In return for the protection of my name, I would get a beautiful companion on my arm, someone who, unlike the majority of the girls in our House, wasn't interested in marriage or money, someone who understood the complicated allegiances forged between the members of our House and could play the game with the best of them. If I watched her back, she'd watch mine. Within a week she was wearing my symbol - a silver locket bearing my family's arms, hung from a chain as delicate as a strand of silk from a spider's web. So much more elegant than a diamond collar but which said, just as clearly, this is mine, you cannot touch it. It was probably vanity that led me to have the inside engraved but the Latin inscribed therein was more for her benefit than for anyone else's. In return for my protection I would demand her unswerving loyalty.
Our relationship has changed very little over the intervening years. For twenty years I have kept to my side of the bargain and she has kept to hers. My marriage to Narcissa was to be expected and caused hardly a ripple. Vee had always known that I would marry in order to carry on the family name and she had always known it wouldn't be her. Her name would always be tainted by her parents' deeds and even her alliance with me would be unable to remove that stain. Besides, she didn't want that kind of life. She has always been more suited to the role of mistress. She claims that children are nothing but an inconvenience - they ruin your figure and put a serious cramp on your social life. Seeing her with Draco, I wonder if I should have been quite so ready to take her at her word but it's far too late to worry about that now. Instead we have continued to watch each other's backs. On several occasions she has been able to provide me with snippets of gossip which have enabled me to put the right kind of pressure on the right person to get my own way. Somewhere along the line she became the one person I trust enough to tell my thoughts to. Oh not all of them of course, I am a Slytherin after all and trust doesn't come easily to us. She may not know where all the bodies are buried but she could probably make some very educated guesses if she ever needed to. That's why I needed to see her tonight. I intend to disappear - at least as far as my current allies are concerned and I know that when the Death Eaters come looking for me, as they most certainly will, they will start with Vee. Tonight's visit is my attempt to give her a head start if she wants to try and outrun them,, or an alibi if she doesn't. It is the very least that I owe her after all these years and a Malfoy always pays his debts.
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