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Severus cavalier attitude was most disconcerting. Draco’s life depended on the Potions Master’s eyes to watch over him, and Lucius could not honestly say he was in a position to trust Severus as much as he once had. The trouble was, because Draco’s very existence was illegal, considering the magic that had brought him back to this plane, there were very few people out there that even knew of the circumstances of Draco’s so-called birth, and even his son himself was not one of them.
As far as Draco was concerned, he was a normal sixteen year old pureblood wizard who lacked the magical capacity of others in his class, but more than made up for that deficiency with his mental abilities. He simply wrote off his lacking magical energies as a result of the inbreeding of his ancestral line in their desperate attempt to keep it pure. Lucius and Narcissa had never done anything to make him think otherwise, and it was likely best to keep it that way.
But something needed to be done. Someone else had to be at Hogwarts to watch over Draco. Someone with a background in healing, with knowledge of the dark arts…
The name came to Lucius almost instantly, and he couldn’t help but laugh at the irony of it: Potter. The blood traitors! Harold Potter. James Potter’s son. The young wizard who not only had the necessary dark arts background, having been brought up through Slytherin (much to his parents chagrin), but was currently a student at one of England’s finest medical training facilities. Lucius rifled through the contents of his desk and came up with a well read parchment on the healing properties of a rare Russian curse, written by Harry Potter. Initially, he’d sneered at seeing the boys name in his coveted academic journal, but after a single reading he’d been most impressed with the boy’s grasp of the curse itself, not to mention the modification and theoretical application. His colleagues at the Ministry were keeping him informed on the transfer of Potter’s theoretical research to practical use. Thus far, the leap forward into use on actual patients had gone off without a hitch.
Perfect. Potter was the one. He could help Draco. The only thing left was to find some reason for the young man to be at Hogwarts for the term, at least until Draco was either out of danger, or so far into it that Potter’s skills would be most helpful if needed. Lucius sighed. It appeared he’d need to speak to Severus again. The other man was known to keep in contact with Potter, who had become one of his favorite students once the Professor had gotten over the negative stigma he associated with the Potter line. The boy’s sorting into Slytherin House had helped matters along, thankfully. The study of potions was an integral part of Potter’s current research. It was a shame to think what might have happened to the boy if he and Severus had stayed at odds in the primary years of his education.
With Severus’ assistance, there would surely be a way to get Potter to Hogwarts. An accident for one of the teacher’s perhaps? Lucius laughed. The famed Defense Against the Dark Arts Position! The cursed teaching position at Hogwarts, where no instructor had lasted longer than a year, and few had lasted even that long. Some ex Auror was teaching it now, and if Draco’s letters were anything to go by, the man was somewhat lacking in the brains department. As a member of the board of governors, Lucius had some pull at the school. Surely Dumbledore wouldn’t mind his suggestion that Potter replace the poor Auror, given the history the two shared? Yes, they had been quite close, still were if the reports he received were of any relevance.
Lucius stood and gathered his cloak from the ebony rack in the corner. He had a meeting to arrange.
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Harry Potter wasn’t the most patient man in the world, and the gaping expressions on his family member’s faces were trying what little patience he had to its limits.
Sirius Black spoke first, his mouth half full of pot roast that was threatening to end up back on his plate with every syllable. “Harry! Are you mad, boy? You can’t seriously be considering meeting Lucius Malfoy?! The man is a bloody Death Eater!” Halfway through his rant, Sirius had slammed his fists down on the Potter’s dining room table, disturbing the farm animal-shaped salt and pepper shakers and sending Lily Potter into a fit.
“Christ, Sirius! Calm down.” James Potter righted his wife’s precious moo cow shakers and returned his angry eyes to his son, who sat to his right and was grinding his teeth down to nubs in an effort to NOT blast his Godfather into pieces. “Harry, I didn’t spend a fortune on dental wizardry so you could grind it away whenever you’re pissed. Now please explain the situation in full-”
“James, what’s to explain? This is Malfoy!” Sirius cried in outrage, his eyes wild and desperate.
James Potter held up his hand and effectively silenced his best friend. “Harry?”
Harry snorted, rolling his eyes and grinding his teeth a bit harder just to spite.
“Harry, please continue with what you were saying before your Godfather kindly,” Lily emphasized, “interrupted you.” She smiled pleadingly at her son, eager to hear what he had to say. Since Harry had finished school at Hogwarts, she hardly ever saw him. His research often took him far away and for long periods of time.
“Sure mum.” Harry smiled weakly, turning to give his mother his full attention. “Lucius Malfoy wants to meet with me regarding my medical research. He seems to believe that I might have something to offer him, and there might be funding available for my future endeavors-BUT, this is just a preliminary meeting.” Harry looked at his parents cautiously, his eyes emphasizing that they ought not to start holding their breaths anytime soon. “I figure I have nothing to lose, so I’ve agreed to meet with him. Besides which,” and he glared at Sirius to show that his next point was made solely for him. “I’m twenty-two years old. I’m an adult, and I’m capable of making my own decisions, especially where my research and career are involved.”
“But Harry! He’s a Slytherin-” Sirius stopped when he realized what he’d said. An awkward silence fell over the table and everyone stared at their plates in discomfort.
“Well, on that note, I’ll just be leaving.” Harry stood awkwardly and bent to kiss his mother on the cheek. Really, it was no secret that his family hated his Slytherin tendencies. Harry would never forget the looks of shock and disappointment on his parents and godfather’s faces when he’d proudly told them he’d been sorted into Slytherin House in his first year. Sirius had even gone so far as to think Harry was joking. Harry hadn’t been able to look his godfather in the eye for an entire year after that incident.
“Harry, you don’t have to leave.” Sirius muttered hastily. “I’m sorry kiddo, but you know how it is-”
“I’m afraid I don’t Siri. I honestly thought we’d moved past this issue. Just because Lucius Malfoy is a Slytherin, that doesn’t make him an evil person.” Harry’s emerald gaze was blazing with barely checked anger.
“But Lucius Malfoy is different, Harry. He’s evil to the core.” Sirius sighed, raking a hand through his thick black hair. “Look, just be careful, alright?”
Harry nodded, and sat back down at the table.
James cleared his throat. “Kate said she would fire-call tonight.”
Sirius grinned. “I can’t believe that system still works! I thought for sure we’d have been found out by now.”
Harry laughed. “Sirius, everyone knows about the link, I swear. No one cares enough to rat us out for it though. Everyone in Slytherin House knew I had the network connected to home, and no one breathed a word about it. Albus likely knows it’s there too, but he just turns a blind eye.”
“Yeah.” Sirius smiled, his eyes twinkling. “So, anyone up for tea?”
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“Have I told you lately that I love you” Harry cooed, his baritone cracking slightly near the end of his mock ballad.
Kate rolled her eyes. “Just take it, you sod.” She stuffed a roll of parchment through the small field as well as the textbook Harry had given her.
“I owe you big time, you know that?” He grinned, scanning over his baby sister’s concise notes. “Merlin…I always knew you spent too much time with Hermione when you were a kid, but man!”
Kate laughed. “Yeah, yeah. Just don’t get caught on charges of academic plagiarism.” Her smile turned into a frown as she suddenly saw a golden opportunity to vent. “You know, it really ticks me off that you have both brains and power…if you’d have actually tried to read that book instead of handing it off to me, you’d have managed just fine. As it sits, I understand that damn thing well enough to write a version of it myself, but the practical application leaves me high and dry. You bloody bastard, you always get off so easy.” She huffed, her brows drawing together unevenly.
Harry shook his head. “You know I can always help you practice. Hermione was the same way in school and I helped her out all the time.”
“No thanks. So what else is new in the big bad world of post-Hogwarts? Are you seeing anyone yet?” She winked impishly.
“No, not that it’s any business of yours.” Harry frowned. “I do have a business meeting with Lucius Malfoy though. Apparently he’s interested in funding some of my medical research. Sirius thinks he’s up to some evil plan, but I think the man just has a genuine interest in the field. Some of my research gets pretty dark.”
Kate snorted. “No kidding. I’m surprised I was even able to have that book on school grounds, given some of the material it deals with in the latter chapters.” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “I bet he wants to talk to you about his son.”
Harry cocked an eyebrow, barely visible in the flames. “His son?”
“Yeah.” Kate frowned. “Draco Malfoy. He’s in my year. He gets sick a lot, but he does a damn good job of hiding it. I only found out this year, by complete accident, and he’s been in the same classes as me since first year.”
Harry frowned, concern evident in his voice. “What kind of sick, Kate?”
“I’m not sure exactly. It seems like he always has a cold though, and he’s small for his age, now that I think about it. He’s the same height as me, for Merlin’s sake, and I take after mum.”
Harry nodded thoughtfully. Their mother was a petite woman, and from what he remembered of the Malfoy’s they were statuesque to say the least. “Interesting. Is there anything else you can think of?”
“No, not really. Sorry.”
“Not a problem. Thanks for the head’s up. If that is what Malfoy is interested in me for, at least I might have something to say to him about it now.”
“Yeah, and you can impress him with your knowledge and Slytherin wit.” Kate crossed her eyes in a childhood impression of a sly snake. Harry laughed.
“Anything else new at school?” Harry checked the clock, and realized how late it was. The conversation wouldn’t last much longer, and he didn’t want Kate to feel unappreciated.
“No. Well, we are getting a new defense teacher, apparently. Poor Professor Nazareth had a terrible accident- something to do with a mysterious poison. He was trying to convince Professor Sprout to assist with a demonstration and wasn’t paying attention in the Herbology lab…..the facts are all a bit blurry Harry, you know how it is here, but the Headmaster gave an announcement. Professor Snape is covering lectures until they can find a replacement.” Kate shook her head. “That position is cursed. It’s demented, how many teachers we go through.”
Harry nodded, remembering his own mismatched DADA education. Most of what he’d learned had been from fellow Slytherins, ironically. Everyone assumed that Slytherin House was the one harboring evil, not working to eliminate it. Hermione Granger had been the only non-Slytherin he knew of that took the Slytherins for more than face value. It had paid off into a wonderful working relationship between him and the muggle-born witch. She was still a valuable academic colleague of his. He often regretted that they weren’t able to leave all their prejudices at the door and become closer friends. She was a wonderful young woman. The barriers between them hadn’t stopped her from becoming close with his little sister though, despite the age difference, as the two shared a remarkable affinity towards learning. He snapped back to attention when Kate cleared her throat. He blushed, though he knew in the tinted flames Kate wouldn’t notice. “Well, hopefully it won’t be long. I can’t imagine two classes with Severus is the highlight of everyone’s schedule.”
Kate giggled. “Oh, you should hear the Gryffindors moan.”
They both laughed at that.
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