Unexpected Things

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and properties don’t belong to me but JK Rowling. This chapter is edited by Danyealle. Thanks a lot for her help. The story contains spoiler from Philosopher Stone to Deathly Hallows so if you haven’t read one of the book from Harry Potter series, you have been warned. I got the information about Horcrux and the other knowledge from the book and Wikipedia.


Unexpected Things


Chapter XV


‘This was nice’, Harry thought dazedly as Lucius kissed his neck. They had spent the last few minutes kissing and caressing each other. Lucius now not only kissed his neck but also had moved to sucking and licking it. And the worst part, or the best part, depended on the point of the view, was that Harry could feel Lucius’ growing excitement since he was seated on the man’s lap. It was good because that meant Lucius wanted him but it was also bad because Harry didn’t want to go any further than kissing for now.


They hadn’t destroyed all of the Horcruxes so he didn’t want to risk anything, if by chance, old Voldemort returned and Lucius suddenly decided that he would prove his loyalty by sacrificing Harry. After all, Lucius’ number one priority was himself. The man was Slytherin to the bone. He took care of himself and his own before anyone else. More importantly, Lucius was also the bane of his existence for all of these years. Harry wasn’t ready to let go of the past yet.


So he pulled himself back. “I have to go now. A project to do, remember?”


Lucius didn’t protest even though Harry could see a flicker of disappointment in his eyes that was gone as quickly as it appeared.


“Do you have free time this Saturday?” he asked.


“For what Potter?”


“I need to return the cup to you. And you asked about the curse on it, didn’t you? I will tell you so be prepared because we’re going to have a serious conversation.”


“Fine. Come by lunch Potter.” Lucius said.


Harry knew he shouldn’t do it but he couldn’t stop himself from taunting Lucius. “And do enjoy the cup later. You can try to change water into wine I suppose.”


Lucius responded by throwing stinging hex at him which he easily countered. Laughing, he bid the man goodnight and left.

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Harry took the cup to Dumbledore who destroyed it. The headmaster didn’t even ask as to why Harry needed it back. He was actually afraid of that question, not sure what to say if asked.


“Mr. Malfoy got this from Gringotts,” he reluctantly said.


“Is that the reason why you suggested I hire Lucius as DADA teacher, Harry?” Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkled as usual.


“Yeah,” he admitted, eyeing the headmaster nervously. “I talked with him a few times and persuaded him to get the cup. I told him that he wouldn’t like being Voldemort’s servant forever.”


“Hmm… you’re right my boy,” Dumbledore said. “Lucius isn’t particularly happy with Voldemort’s return.”


They talked for a while, discussing things about the Horcruxes that were left now and where they should search to get them.



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Harry was having breakfast when Hedwig dropped a letter. He took it. “It’s from Remus,” he told Ron and Hermione. Confused as to why Remus sent him a letter, he quickly read it.


“Well, what did he say?” Ron asked.


“He wants to meet me at Hogsmeade this Saturday to tell me something very important.” He replied. Well, that meant he had to delay his appointment with Lucius.


As Lucius had said before, they had a mini tournament inter-Hogwarts for students in dueling class. First, they pulled out names randomly then they would face the said person. However, since this was the first name, they merely practiced all they had learned about dueling such as the protocols. Lucius told them that later they would defeat each other with the winner went to the next level until there was only two person left on the final duel. To Harry’s delight, he saw that the students who attended DA did well in the dueling. With Neville being the one who had the best development.


After class, he stayed behind to talk with Lucius. The blond man wasn’t too happy to hear it but he relented.


At the promised time, Harry arrived at the Three Broomsticks. Remus and Tonks were already there.


“Wotcher Harry,” Tonks said.


“Hi Tonks, Remus.” He said.


It turned out that the reason Remus asked to meet him there was because they were going to get married and they wanted Harry to be the first to know about it. Harry was happy to hear the plan. “When is it?” he asked.


“This Christmas,” Remus answered.


When Harry returned to Hogwarts and told Ron and Hermione about the news, they were ecstatic, happy to hear it too.

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The next Saturday, right at lunchtime, he arrived on Lucius’ quarters. “Hello Lucius,” he said, kissing the man as greeting. It had become his habit ever since he came regularly to his place.


He rummaged in his bag, looking for Hufflepuff Cup. “As I promised before,” he said, handing the artifact to Lucius.


Lucius took it then inspected it for a moment. Maybe he was afraid that Harry would give fake artifact to him and then excused himself to put it up. A few minutes later Lucius reappeared and motioned to him to follow him to the dining room. The room was decorated in classic look with the matching furniture and all. The big window attracted Harry’s attention.


“It’s charmed to show the backyard of Malfoy Manor,” Lucius explained.


Seeing as the scenery showed a vast land with small lake, Harry could pretty guessed what kind of house Lucius had.


“Have a seat,” Lucius ordered, pulling the seat for Harry.


He took the seat then looked at the dining table. The table was fit for two people and for the lunch, the house elf had prepared a traditional British classic lunch menu. Slow roast shoulder of lamb with gratin potatoes and mashed prince pumpkin. They ate in silence. After lunch, they moved to Lucius’ study.


“Well, you said we’re going to have a serious conversation Potter,” Lucius began.


“I did,” he said. “I said that I’m going to tell you about the curse.”


“Do elaborate Potter.”


“The curse on the cup is similar to the curse on the diary,” Harry began. He knew that Voldemort had entrusted Lucius with a Horcrux: his diary, which made possible the reopening of the Chamber of Secrets. However, Harry also knew that Voldemort didn’t tell Lucius that his soul was in there, never mind the fact that it was part of a bigger realm of Horcruxes. After all, Professor Dumbledore told him that old Voldemort was enraged to hear, years later, that the diary had been carelessly handed to Ginny only because he wanted to discredit Mr. Weasley. “What do you know about the diary anyway?”


Lucius’ glare could have killed him on the spot. It was funny that even now the man didn’t want to admit his involvement in the opening of Chamber of Secret.


“I’m waiting Lucius,” he muttered, watching the man intently.


“The Diary was enchanted to open the Chamber of Secrets and set Slytherin's monster loose,” Lucius admitted at last.


That proved his suspicion. “Tell me, what do you know about Legilimency?” he asked.


“I beg your pardon?” The sudden topic change must confuse Lucius.


“Humor me Lucius.” Harry replied.


“Legilimency is the magical skill of extracting feelings and memories from another person's mind. It also allows one to convey visions or memories to another person, whether real or imaginary. A witch or wizard possessing this skill is called a Legilimens, and can, for example, detect lies and deceit in another person, witness memories in another person's past, or "plant" false visions in another's mind.” Lucius finally answered him


“Indeed,” Harry said. “And what about occlumency?”


Lucius narrowed his eyes suspiciously but he still answered. “Occlumency is the act of magically closing one's mind against Legilimency. It can prevent a Legilimens from accessing one's thoughts and feelings, or influencing them.”


“You do really know about this stuff,” Harry commented.


“I am a Malfoy,” Lucius replied arrogantly.


“With the way your family is,” Harry said, “I wouldn’t be surprised at all if you’re taught magic as soon as you’re born and if you taught your son since he was a child.”


Lucius didn’t say anything to that so Harry thought that it might be true. Malfoy actually didn’t show any sign that he knew more than his classmates at Hogwarts. That honor went to Hermione of course but Harry thought that different parenting might cause it. Lucius obviously was a stern father but he showered Malfoy with gifts to show his affection. Harry also thought that Lucius cared for Malfoy, but he didn’t think that the man was a particularly good father. Malfoy himself certainly looked up to his father, very highly in fact. Malfoy also respected the amount of power, wealth, and position his father held if his words were any indication. Harry remembered Malfoy bragging about his father more than one occasion. Malfoy seemed to want to be just like his father.


“I’m asking you these questions because I want to show you something. Well, three things actually.” Harry said. “Since I don’t have Pensive I guess I have to show these to you using Legilimency.”


“And how do you know about legilimency Potter? Let alone being a Legilimens?” Lucius asked, sneering.


“I studied Occlumency two years ago although it was a total failure.” Harry said carefully as he didn’t want to tell Lucius who was his teacher at that time. He suspected that the personal enmity between him and Snape as well as the stressful events in his life that year hindered his ability. “Then I learned it again from the book at Black Library, along with Legilimency.” He explained. After Voldemort sent him the false image, Harry had devoted his time to master occlumency and legilimency. Those books at the Grimmauld Place helped a lot too. That didn’t mean he was as proficient as Snape at it. He could do it if he wanted to but with preparation and concentration. “You learn occlumency, do you?” he asked Lucius.


“Yes.” Lucius reluctantly answered.


Harry already guessed it. After all, Lucius needed to protect his thought from many people including Voldemort.


“I’m not going to pry into your memories,” he said. “I only want to show these memories to you.”


“Have you tried this before Potter?” Lucius inquired.


“Well…no actually.” Harry admitted.


“Unbelievable,” Lucius muttered disdainfully. “The mighty Harry Potter has so much confidence about his own power, doesn’t he?”


Harry shot him a glare. “Well, you want to know about what curse Voldemort placed on the cup so I think showing this to you is the best way.”


Lucius finally relented but not before muttering many curses under his breath. For someone as aristocrat as Lucius, it was a wonder actually how he could curse like a sailor. But for his credit, Lucius still sounded dignified at the same time. Harry suspected that he’s never showed this part of his personality to anyone else.


“Don’t try to resist me.” Harry said, moving to straddle Lucius and touched their foreheads together. “Legilimens,” he said softly.


Even though Lucius was used to the feeling when Voldemort invaded his mind, he wasn’t prepared for this. He could feel the magic from Potter as the teen entered his mind and it was amazing. If he ever had a doubt before, now he didn’t doubt at all that Potter would be a powerful wizard in the future.


Then he could see it, Potter and Dumbledore, standing inside of small, ugly shack. What in the world Potter was trying to show him? There were three other figures aside of Potter and Dumbledore. A girl with lank, dull hair and a pale, heavy face with eyes that looked in opposite directions as well as two men who looked like her father and brother. Three of them were hissing but apparently Potter and Dumbledore understood what they’re talking about. The scene moved on and finished with the ministry officer running away.


“That was more tiring than I thought,” Potter said, sagged against him.


“That was the Dark Lord’s family I suppose?” he asked.


“Yes,” Potter answered him. “They were the last remaining descendants of Salazar Slytherin and that girl, Merope, is Voldemort’s mother... ”


Potter was looking at him intently as the teen told him about how Voldemort ended in the orphanage after his muggle father abandoned his mother. Maybe the teen thought he would go ballistic or something. He was a Malfoy, he could control his emotion no matter how shocking the information was. And that was clearly beyond his wildest imagination when it came to Voldemort’s childhood. If the Dark Lord were still alive, Lucius didn’t doubt it at all that Voldemort would kill him for having this information. Few people, except perhaps for Dumbledore and his early followers, remembered the Dark Lord's origins.


“As interesting as it was Potter I fail to see what is the connection of this with the curse on the cup,” he drawled. He lied actually. Knowing the Dark Lord childhood would be useful and he would store the information for now then used it when the opportunity came.


Potter shrugged. “What that was Lucius is what made Voldemort into what he was. Now, for the next, we should see scary eleven year old Tom.”


The next memory showed Dumbledore, who went to orphanage to search for young Voldemort. It was equally disturbing for him. And he was a Malfoy. He came from pureblood family. But, ye,t he never witnessed that much power from anyone.


"I can make things move without touching them. I can make animals do what I want them to do without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me. I can make them hurt if I want to." Eleven-year-old Voldemort told Dumbledore in Potter memory.


That was unbelievable. That amount of power was unheard before. And that was Voldemort before he entered Hogwarts.


“And now… the last memory,” Potter said, interrupting him from his thought. “But, before I show you that, I want to ask you something.” Potter paused a while before continued. “I’m wondering about your long-term plans actually. What I mean is when you joined Voldemort, did you assume that one day you would inherit the throne from old Tom? That you would be the old Tom’s successor or be able to groom your son for that position?”


The answer was yes, obviously. He wasn’t the type to bow forever to Voldemort even though he would never ever admit it. It was ironic that Potter knew him that well. He wasn’t made to be a servant. Did people really think that he liked to kiss the Dark Lord’s robe? After all, he was the patriarch of the wealthiest and one of the most influential pureblood families. It was only the knowledge that the Dark Lord was much more powerful than him that caused him to obey Voldemort all these year, gaining advantage one could from being Death Eater and at the same time hoping than one day it would be him who was going to be the leader.


Lucius wasn’t a stupid person. He saw what the other Death Eaters didn’t see. He knew Voldemort was using them and he was using Voldemort too, in a certain way. He was loyal to the Dark Lord’s cause of course not to the person. Besides that, to be honest he was more of politician. He bribed, blackmailed and threatened Ministry officials and the school governors to get what he wanted, not to do dirty jobs like Bellatrix liked to do.


“Do you really have to ask that question Potter?” He asked coldly.

“The answer is yes then.” Potter concluded. “Unfortunately I have to inform you that it will never happen.”

“What do you mean by that?” he asked, his voice quiet but full of deadly malice.

“Why don’t you see it by yourself?” Potter replied, touching their forehead together again so they stared at each other eyes. “Legilimens.”

With surprise, Lucius recognized the person there. It was Professor Slughorn, his Potions teacher and Head of Slytherin during his school days, and the young man he was with, was none other than Voldemort himself.

The conversation that happened between Slughorn and Voldemort shocked him to his core. Horcrux? He knew about it. He read about it from Secrets of the Darkest Art. Lucius couldn’t believe the Dark Lord would go through it. Even for him, who was used to torture and killing, the act of creating Horcrux was too horrible to go through. And not only one but seven Horcruxes?

As long as those Horcruxes weren’t destroyed, the Dark Lord was still exist out there and could return anytime. And that meant the he, the patriarch of House of Malfoy, would be forever a servant of a crazy half blood. The future didn’t look as promising as it was before.

Harry on the other hand was worried. He was worried because Lucius didn’t say anything after the last memory he showed him. He hoped the man didn’t go to shock or something. Much to his relief Lucius finally spoke.


“And the Diary is a Horcrux?” Lucius asked. “As well as Hufflepuff Cup I assume?”


“Well, yeah.” He answered. “He only succeeded made six Horcruxes. So far, we have destroyed the Horcrux contained in the diary, Gaunt Ring, Hufflepuff Cup and Slytherin Locket. That left Ravenclaw Diadem and Nagini.”


Harry stopped talking when he saw the change in Lucius’ expression.


“The Slytherin Locket?” Lucius inquired.


Harry could almost see the wheels in Lucius’ brain working. Of course, what was more precious to Lucius Malfoy than the artifact that belonged to Slytherin? “Yeah,” he said.


“So I assume that the Locket now belong to Dumbledore?” Lucius asked, almost couldn’t hide his disappointment at the thought and the anger of the possibility that such a valuable thing fell to the headmaster’s hand.


“Professor Dumbledore doesn’t own the locket,” Harry answered.


“Where is it now Potter?” Lucius asked. Too eager, in Harry’s opinion.


“Regulus Black had it,” Harry answered.


“Regulus Black?” Lucius repeated. “As far as I know he was killed by the Dark Lord himself for treachery,”


“Indeed. But he found out about the Horcrux and tried to destroy it before he was killed.” He replied. “Anyway Professor Dumbledore managed to destroy it at last.”


“You have it,” Lucius concluded. It wasn’t hard to guess that since he owned all the Black treasure now and because Professor Dumbledore didn’t have it that meant he was the one who have it. “Your necklace.” The man whispered, narrowing his eyes. “I found it weird that you suddenly wear a necklace.”


Harry took out the locket from beneath his shirt. The S letter made of emerald glittered in the light.


“Pretty isn’t it?” he said only it came out in Parseltongue.


He looked up to see Lucius’ reaction and froze. The best way to describe Lucius now was the man looked like a starving predator when they faced fresh raw meat. Whoa. All of this time, Harry was never even once saw that kind of expression on Lucius face mostly because the man was such a cold character whom never showed his emotion.


“It belongs to me now because I’m the only Parselmouth left.” Harry explained, eyes narrowed. “So you can stop plotting to take it from me.”


Author’s Note:

Hi. It’s me again. Thanks for the reviews and please give me more in the future. As usual you could request the scene that you would like to happen. If I can, I will write it for you.


Now for the questions. I didn’t mean anything by my comment in the previous fic about the real life. I am aware that many people do that. It’s just that I think I watch Oprah Winfrey Show too much and in many of the episodes they talk about relationship. Actually I write that because I want Harry to have more power and control about his relationship in this story after I read many stories which portrayed Harry as weak, crybaby, and submissive with no power and control at all. No offense to anyone. People have different likes and dislikes and we should appreciate it.


For the next, since the power of Slytherin Locket is unknown I decide to make it as a tool to boost magical power. I think it fit Slytherin character. I decided to use Legilimency as the way to show Lucius about Horcruz because I think it’s cooler than Pensieve. In the next few chapters Draco would catch them red handed but before that Lucius would divorce his wife first.


Now for my question, I want to ask a few things for my curiosity and of course for the development of this story too. Do you think Lucius is a good father and what do you think about his relationship with his son? If Lucius and Snape were to engage in a duel, which party do you think will win? Without no doubt I think Snape will win actually ^ ^ For me Lucius seems to be type who order things all around but never to do the job by himself.


I want to write another fic featuring Hary and Lucius after I finish this story. I have one idea although it’s still vague about Harry who was raised by Sirius and Remus and grew up outside England as Sirius’ son. He then returned to Hogwarts for six or seventh year to which Hogwarts would have Triwizard Tournament.