A Chance at Normal

Disclaimer: hope fully by the eleventh chapter you realize that I have
not or






Disclaimer:
hope fully by the eleventh chapter you realize that I have not or

will never come up with the Harry Potter characters. But if you really want

to hear it. Then yes they are mine, not JK Rowling, but mine. At least they

are in my own mind.

A/N: Ok, I am a little ticked off right now because of a review that I got by a

person, who can't even sign in but has to do it anonymously. In their review

they had said that Severus was so out of character that it was pathetic and

that I needed to fix the way that I am writing out the way that him and Harry

are acting because it is too OOC and then told me that they were so put off

by this that they didn't want to read the rest of the story unless I fixed it.
I

have only one thing to say to people who think like this. IT IS MY

FUCKING STORY. If you think that my story is so bad and that I am

writing the characters so OOC then DON'T READ THE DAMN THING. I

twist the characters to do what I want them to do that is why it is called

FANFICTION. If you think that you can do so much better ~Uni~ then I

challenge you to write a Severitus's challenge with the characters how you

think they should be. And if you can't do it then you need to learn to keep

your mouth shut and let others use their imagination. If you don't like what I

write then do us all a favor and not read it. And please if you feel the need
to

write a review let it be a CONSTRUCTIVE criticisms. hapthapter 11: The Vision and The Unknown Spy

Just as the Lucian was getting ready to step out the door after his father he

collapsed as his hand flew to his head, clasp over his scar. He started

withering in pain and was not aware of the three other people that were

carrying him back into his bedroom.

Severus looked frantically at Draco for some sort of answer at what was

happening. " He is having a vision and Voldemort is being particularly

malicious." Draco said somberly.

Close to ten minutes later Lucian's eyes fluttered open. He looked around

with fear in his unt until he saw his father bending over him trying to get

him to calm down.

"Lucian, calm down you are safe in our quarters, just try and calm down.

Can you tell me what happened, what did you see?" Severus asked his son in

a soft murmuring tone. Lucian slowly started relaxing in his father's arms.

That was when the tears started streaming down his face, his eyes locked

onto Draco's.

"He killed your mum. Voldemort killed her because your er ser said that he

didn't know where you were. He was going to mark you tonight, your

parents refused" Lucian said his voice hardly above a whisper. He then

turned and looked his father in the eyes. "He knows. He knows that you are

a spy and he wants you dead." The tears started falling er aer and an

uncontrollable sob erupted from his body.

Severus was shocked. He knew that his son was connected to Voldemort

through his scar, he also knew about the visions. But he thought that Lucian

had to be asleep before he had a vision. This was bad, very bad. He stole a

glance at Draco to see how he was holding up with the news. Draco's face

was a straight as a statue; the only thing that hinted at the turmoil that was

rolling around in his mind was the tears that were streaming silently down

his cheeks. He hoped that Lucius would for Draco's sake change for the

better. He knew that would probably neverpen.pen. Maybe, just maybe this

would be the wake up call that would make Lucius realize what kind of

monster Voldemort really was. Severus was startled out of his thoughts

when Lucian abruptly stood up and pulled Draco into his arms. The young

blonds composure crumpled and started sobbing uncontrollably, his

mother's death finally sinking in. Sensing that they needed to be alone he

caught his son's eye and motioned that they could just meet him upstairs.

Lucian nodded his head signaling that he understood and turned back to

Draco.

Severus sighed as he turned to walk out the door. As he was coming up to

the entrance hall he noticed a hooded cloaked figure rushing past him. He

could see that the mystery person was headed for the Headmasters office.

Severus stood rooted to the spot for several seconds before he turned and ran

toward Albus's office. He had a distinct feeling that the hooded figure was

none other than Lucius. Severus stood outside of the entrance for several

seconds before deciding that he needed to head back down to his quarters

and tell Draco that his father was here. He quickly started toward his rooms.

Albus Dumbledore had been sitting quietly at his desk wondering how the

Wizarding community would take the "Death of Harry Potter". He was
idly

rolling several lemon d acr across the top of his desk when he heard

someone running up to the door to his office. Several seconaterater he heard

the tell tale sound of some one beating on his door. When he looked at the

plaque beside the door his eyes widened in shock and he was instantly

worried. Lucius never came to see him during daylight hours and definitely

not when the school was filled with vicious reporters from the Daily

Prophet, something was terribly wrong. Albus stood quickly and walked

briskly over to the door. He opened the door slowly so as not to startle the

man. He was shocked when Lucius stumbled to him and then collapsed,

Albus was just barely able to catch him before he hit the floor. He quickly

pulled the sobbing man into his office and closed the door. After making

sure that the door was sealed Albus quickly cast a series of complex security

charms on the room. He then looked down at the man that he was holding

onto. "What happened?" he had no idea what could have happened that

would cause Lucius to jeopardize all of his carefully constructed connections

to Voldemort.

"I can't spy any longer." Lucius said trying to gain some composure
but

failing miserably as he started sobbing again. " He killed her, that
monster

killed my beloved Cissa."

Albus to say the least was shocked. He had hoped that Lucius's wife,

Narcissa, would have been spared in any of Voldemort's acts of revenge.

"Tell me what happened. And then we shall go together and talk with

Draco."

Lucius took a deep shaky breath in, " He wanted to initiate Draco this

evening, and when I told him that I didn't know where he was he started

torturing Cissa. She was screaming for me not to let him be marked, she said

that she would rather die than let that monster taint his soul. Voldemort was

livid at hearing this and turned to me and started accusing me of not being

strong enough to make sure that my wife and heir would be loyal to him."

He stopped talking as if it had gotten to hard to talk about. He slowly pulle him himself up in the chair and started talking again. "I couldn't take seeing
her

in that much pain, it was killing me inside. He looked at me and smiled. He

told me that he would give me the ultimate punishment for my betrayal; he

killed her in front of me and laughed." He stopped talking his eyelledlled

with tears again. "Her last words to me were, please don't let him take

Draco." He sat there silently emotionally drained. "I can't let him
get to

Draco. And I know that he would take him just to spite me."

Albus looked at the man sitting across from him, not many people really

knew who Lucius Malfoy was, they just knew the mask that he had worn for

over fifteen years. Now with what had happened he hoped that he would

finally be able to show Draco who his father really was. Albus stood up and

clasped Lucius's hands into his own. "You know that you are always

welcome here. I am afraid that because of your betrayal and your appearance

here will put you and Draco in grave danger."

Lucius looked fearfully into Albus's eyes, "We have no were else to go, I

don't want to return to the manor. Too many memories that I am not ready

to face." He said shakily.

"I believe that I have a solution that will take care of you and your sons

safety. I think that you will enjoy hinghing, don't you. I think that Severus

can show yoe roe ropes." Albus said with the infamous twinkle back in his

eyes.

"Oh God Albus, Severus is still a Deatheater he will turn me over to

Voldemort!" Lucius said his face turning a chalky shade of white.

Albus chuckled, "Lucius, I will be happy to let you know that Severus is
as

much of a Deatheater as you are. He has been spy against Voldemort since

he was twenty years old. Not too much unlike yourself."

Lucius let out a sigh of relief. " I never knew. Although before I
appearated

away he was saying something about your spy, he was just getting ready to

reveal who it was when I appeared in Hogsmead."

Albus knew what this meant; he had lost both of his spies in one day. "I
do

believe that our dear potions professor will be thrilled to hear that he is no

longer able to spy and I think that his son will be even moreilleilled with
this

knowledge. Now let us go down to Severus's private quarters and talk to

your son."

Lucius was still stuck on the revelation that Severus had a son. He had never

said anything about a son, he wondered how old he was and why his friend

had never said anything about him. These were the thoughts that kept

floating around in his head while he and Albus walked briskly toward the

dungeons. When they reached the hallway that branched off to Severus's

quarters they ran into Severus himself who was heading toward his quarters

as well.

Severus stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the sounds of footsteps

coming up on him. He turned around and saw that the footsteps belonged to

Albus and a very distraught Lucius. "Headmaster, Lucius, is there
something

that I could assist you with seeing as you were heading towards my

quarters." Severus said his emotionless mask firmly in place.