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Watching Sorrow	By : shatteredstar21 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 19334 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter two

The silver light fled more quickly this time. Lucius took a moment to orient himself, and quickly realized that he was back in the hallway where he had seen the young boy being tortured by the fat man. He looked around, trying to find the small boy who seemed to be the focus of his visions. He was quite startled when a quiet melodious voice came from behind him, “if you are looking for me, I am right here.” Lucius spun gracefully and looked at the stairs where the small boy was looking directly at him. Lucius could not help asking him “how can you see me?” the boy gave a small, sad smile and whispered “we seem to be connected.” His face was the picture of world weary innocence. Suddenly a look of calculation crossed his face quickly. “Will you make a deal with me?” asked the boy. Lucius looked at him in minor amusement, “And precisely what could you offer me little one?” he asked, with an undertone of rich laughter. The boy asked “if you could have anything in the world, what would you want?”

Lucius truly did laugh then. “I would wish that my lord was back, to help get our world back on track to where it belongs.” “Who is your lord?” “My lord’s name is Voldemort, young one.” The boy smiled at him, “if you will come and get me within the week, and help to release me from my bonds, I can tell you two very important pieces of information; I will tell you where your lord is right now and how he came to be there, I can also tell you how to get him back perfectly healthy and ready to rejoin you.”

The blond man looked down at this boy, and couldn’t believe his ears, after 6 years of discrete searching, a boy who couldn’t be more than that same number of years was offering him the information that he had paid thousands for and gotten no results from.

“How do I know that you really have this information?” he sneered down at the boy. The brat just laughed at him “I, Chaostri, swear upon my magic, my life and my soul, that if this wizard in front of me rescues me and helps me to be freed from my bonds within one week, I will tell him the current location of Lord Voldemort, and how to return him to full health.” As the last of these words left his mouth a bright light surrounded the boy. Lucius’ mouth fell open, well that answered that question. As the tall man continued to gaze at the boy, he came to an inner decision. “after I ‘release’ you from your bonds what will you do?” the boy smirked at him, “I will help to release your lord of course, by finding the perfect sacrifice for the ritual that will bring him back. Look,” the boy muttered. “I don’t have much time left, is it a deal, or do I go to someone else, because this is a one time offer.” Lucius smirked at him again and decided to give it a go, the worst thing that could happen is he would watch as an oath breaker died, and if it worked out he would have his lord back. With a simple nod he turned, and woke up.

Lucius thought back on these events, as he strode towards the park that he had seen the boy in. He was hardly surprised when he found the young one behind the same bush that he had recently seen him hiding beneath. “Are you here to help me now, or will I have to wait longer?” Lucius could not help but be startled by these words; the boys back was to him when he spoke, after all.

“We could leave now, if you wish?” Lucius stated. The bo-Chaostri he reminded himself, gave him a huge smile of delight. “I am ready.” Lucius took one more step forward, and snagging hold of the boy’s shoulder (and becoming slightly distracted by the waist length fall of hair) he apparated the boy to his manor.

COV

Chaostri smiled when he landed in Malfoy’s study, he had never actually been inside before. He knew before he started looking around that Lucius was impatiently waiting for him to give up his answers, but he continued mapping the place in his mind. Finally Lucius snapped “Well? I got you out, where are my answers?” He was glaring at the boy in front of him.

The boy simply smiled at him. “As soon as the second part of the agreement is completed, I will gladly give it over to you, but first you need to help release me from my bonds.” Lucius looked down at him, “I see no bonds and no ties, do you simply not have the information?” The brat dared to laugh at him, “No, my friend, unfortunately my bonds are a little more serious than mere ties, or chains. You see, my magic has been blocked by a certain meddlesome old coot. However I know who can remove them and where we can get them removed, if you will just get me to Gringotts today, you should have your answers by tomorrow morning.”

As he continued to stare up at the silent blonde haired man, Chaostri could not help but grin at the frustrated glare that was being directed at him. The other man sighed. “Very well, let’s go.” Harry couldn’t help but allow his smile to grow even wider at this point. Things were looking up.

COV

As Lucius led the little brat down the hall towards the study that held his floo, he couldn’t help but hear the brat murmur rather repetitiously. “Almost there, free soon, just a little more.” He couldn’t help but wonder what he was on about… but really what did it matter, just so long as he really got the information he wanted. Lucius glanced down at the small child who was walking beside him and wearing a rather maniacal grin upon his face, and noted with a start for the first time that his pupils were mere snake slits, and that they were the palest silver against the brightest green he had ever seen… staring at those eyes too long caused him a rather uncomfortable jolt in his lower stomach, which caused him to look away in discomfort. ‘I am not attracted to children, but what the hell was that?!’

When they made it to the study Lucius looked on in amusement as the black and blue little boy started dancing in place, while simultaneously attempting to jump high enough to grab the container of floo powder from the mantel. Finally, having amused himself enough with this sight, he reached over and handed the little urn to the boy. “Do you need me to go with you, or would you rather go alone?” Lucius asked him, a smirk still lingering on his face.

“I think you should come,” said the boy. “You certainly won’t get another chance to see something like this again in this lifetime.” Lucius couldn’t help but to look at the boy rather strangely at this point. “You don’t think that I would be able to see a ceremony for unblocking magic whenever I wished?” he snorted out. “Oh, no, that’s not what I meant, but I doubt you will want to miss this all the same.” With a giggle the boy grabbed his floo powder and yelled “Gringotts Bank!” disappearing in an emerald flame. Lucius sighed, ‘well, it’s not like I have anything else to do, might as well see what he thinks is so special.’ And he followed after the boy.

When Lucius stepped through the floo into Gringotts’ he was surprised to see that the boy was waiting for him, hiding slightly behind the side of the fireplace. What surprised him more was that the boy grabbed his sleeve and effectively dragged him over to stand in front of him. The blond man looked down at the boy questioningly, and, noticing that the boy wasn’t even looking at him followed his slightly frightened gaze over to where it was fixed. Blink. On Dumbledore. He glanced back at the boy, who was now looking at him solemnly. “We have to wait until he leaves, after all he won’t want to let the seals he placed on my powers to be released, and after all I’m a monster.” The boy snarled bitterly.

Lucius raised a brow and simply stated “monster?” the boy looked up and gave him a heartbreakingly sweet and world-weary smile. “You will see, it is why I said you should come, after all, I am the last of my kind.” Lucius’ gaze became more attentive, studiously looking over the features of the boy in front of him, trying to locate features that would pinpoint what this boy was. After several minutes of observation he was no closer to identifying the boy, but did notice when the tension left him. He looked towards the entrance of Gringotts just in time to see the last of Dumbledore’s vivid fuschia robes swirl out behind him as he left. He then simply followed the boy towards the podium at the front of the floor.

“Chaostri, the betrayed to seek council of guild elder Ashsalt.” The boy said in a clear voice, standing straight with poise that even matched that of himself. Lucius glanced at the goblin to see his expression change swiftly from sneering boredom to shocked awe, and then as if pulling on a mask back to the sneer. Lucius was starting to feel as if he was missing something significant, as he watched the goblin leave his seat and bow low to the tiny boy in front of him. “My lord, we thought that you wouldn’t be able to arrive for years yet.” The boy smiled, it is thanks to lord Malfoy here that I was able to escape at all.” He said, then changing the subject. “Is all prepared for the unbinding?” the goblin smirked, “Oh yes, if you will follow me…err, my lord?” the goblin looked a little nervous, “will he be watching as well?”

The boy smiled warmly at the nervous looking goblin. “He did set me free after all; I feel he has earned the right to see me as I am. Besides, he is one of mine own.” The goblin glanced in shock at Lucius, taking in his confusion, and suddenly an enlightened look entered his eyes. “And the other, my lord?”

A dark, haunted look crossed the boy’s face. “He is still trapped by the old one; he will be the next to be set free after this. I have already decided upon the sacrifice; can you arrange for this individual to be here in a month’s time, without anyone knowing?” he asked, while handing a scrap of paper to the goblin. The goblin looked at it and smirked, “oh yes, we will have this one here easily in that time frame.” At this point another goblin came hurrying up to them looking flushed and delighted. “My lord, if you will follow me, we can have you back to yourself in about 2 hours.” The boy smiled with a joyful look upon his face, “and with another 8 hours of sleep after that, I can be totally free again.”

At this point Lucius was lost, the boy needed him to rescue him, but had an agreement with the goblins. Was arranging for a sacrifice of somebody, and had claimed that Lucius was one of his own. However Lucius had met the boy in person only about an hour before. However this was not the most confusing part of this equation… why were the goblins showing him such deference. He, Lucius, wasn’t even shown a fraction of this deference, and he was a Lord of an ancient and noble house! Looking around Lucius realized that he had lost track of the conversation, as all the participants were several feet away, clearly waiting for him to catch up with them. Gathering himself together Lucius gripped his cane and followed the ambiguous boy towards the back rooms of Gringotts. As he continued towards the boy, he suddenly came to the realization that the bank was eerily silent behind him. Feeling a slight chill running up his spine he looked behind him to see armed goblins ushering the crowds out of the bank forcefully.

Lucius couldn’t help but wonder exactly what he had gotten himself into, and if it would be worth it in the end.
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