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Adult +
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8
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Chapter 3
AN: OK peeps. This chapter’s mostly a flashback that will go a ways to explain who Voirrey is and how Lord Malfoy knows her. in answer to falco Buffy isn’t dead I just don’t like her so I probably won’t have her in this fic. And thanks migodilovestars for the review. Hugs to ya both!
Chapter 3
-August 1976-
The Hogwarts Express had been chugging along for an hour now. Lucius had settled himself into a compartment alongside his former housemate Severus Snape. The younger wizard engrossed in a book, dark hair falling forward obscuring his pale features.
Lucius eyed his young friends clothing askance. Here they were suffering through the hottest summer on record and Severus was swathed from the neck down in heavy black. His sole concession to the heat was undoing the top two buttons of his shirt. Lucius, however, had given up on all decorum and removed his shirt long ago and was now sitting in his trousers and sipping from a bottle of wine he had lifted from the Manor’s cellar.
It was so HOT!
He tilted his head back to make the most of the breeze from the open window. Really, he loved his Aunt to bits but the next time he was flooing for his yearly visit to Hogwarts. Ostensibly the visits were to see his adored Aunt but most of his time would be spent being tutored for his medi-wizard degree.
He refused to open his eyes when he heard the door to the compartment slide open. There was a pause during which he could sense Severus giving the intruder his infamous dead eye stare.
“Hullo!” chirped a surprisingly young feminine voice.
“…Hello.” Was Severus’ hesitant response. Lucius cracked open one eye. He straightened, blinking in surprise as he got a proper look at the figure in the doorway.
She was indeed young. Approximately 7 or 8 years old. Messy black hair pulled into a careless ponytail. Wide emerald green eyes set in a small oval face. An angelic urchin in ragged jeans and t-shirt, she gifted the pair with a gap toothed grin.
“I’m Voirrey. Who’re you?” she asked, scrambling up onto the seat opposite them.
“Err… I’m Severus and this is Lucius. What are you doing here? You’re too young to be a student.”
“I’m gonna Hogwarts. I’m gonna see the dungeons, an’ the movin’ stairs, an the ghosties. An’ then I’m gonna make my brother Jamie lemme play Quidditch!”
“really.” Lucius drawled, arching a brow. “And do your parents know of your plans?”
“Nope. Mummy sez Quidditch’s not ‘lady like’!” Lucius told himself that the way she wrinkled her nose in disgust was not in the least bit cute. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees to return the study he himself was being subjected to.
“How comes you’re all naked?” The little… cherub asked. Lucius fought a blush as he pulled his shirt back on, ignoring the snort to his right. “Are you the Slyth’rins Jamie an’ Paddy told me about?”
“Indeed.” Severus arched a brow. “Then you must know all there is to know about us (!)”
“Yup. But Remy an’ Lily say you’re really smart an’ have a nice arse!”
“Pardon!”
“Least Remy sez that last bit.” She turned again to a chuckling Lucius as Severus stuttered and blushed. “You’ve got pretty hair, can-“
“What the HELL are you doing with my sister SNIVELLUS?!”
-Present-
That was the first time Lucius and Severus had met the precocious younger Potter, but not the last. Despite her young years the little witch proved adept at escaping her family. Her visits to Hogwarts soon becoming an annual occurrence. Evading her brother and his friends she often found her way to Severus or Madam Pomfrey.
Then the summer before she had been due to attend Hogwarts Voirrey Trista Potter was killed by a muggle car. Apparently the stupid creature had fallen asleep at the wheel and smashed onto the pavement where the girl had been standing. For weeks the Daily Prophet was filled with pictures of the grieving family. And Lucius found himself mourning the cheeky young witch who had wormed her way into his affections despite his best efforts.
Now here they were in his study. Draco, himself and a very much alive Voirrey, waiting for his Aunt to regain consciousness.
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Chapter 3
-August 1976-
The Hogwarts Express had been chugging along for an hour now. Lucius had settled himself into a compartment alongside his former housemate Severus Snape. The younger wizard engrossed in a book, dark hair falling forward obscuring his pale features.
Lucius eyed his young friends clothing askance. Here they were suffering through the hottest summer on record and Severus was swathed from the neck down in heavy black. His sole concession to the heat was undoing the top two buttons of his shirt. Lucius, however, had given up on all decorum and removed his shirt long ago and was now sitting in his trousers and sipping from a bottle of wine he had lifted from the Manor’s cellar.
It was so HOT!
He tilted his head back to make the most of the breeze from the open window. Really, he loved his Aunt to bits but the next time he was flooing for his yearly visit to Hogwarts. Ostensibly the visits were to see his adored Aunt but most of his time would be spent being tutored for his medi-wizard degree.
He refused to open his eyes when he heard the door to the compartment slide open. There was a pause during which he could sense Severus giving the intruder his infamous dead eye stare.
“Hullo!” chirped a surprisingly young feminine voice.
“…Hello.” Was Severus’ hesitant response. Lucius cracked open one eye. He straightened, blinking in surprise as he got a proper look at the figure in the doorway.
She was indeed young. Approximately 7 or 8 years old. Messy black hair pulled into a careless ponytail. Wide emerald green eyes set in a small oval face. An angelic urchin in ragged jeans and t-shirt, she gifted the pair with a gap toothed grin.
“I’m Voirrey. Who’re you?” she asked, scrambling up onto the seat opposite them.
“Err… I’m Severus and this is Lucius. What are you doing here? You’re too young to be a student.”
“I’m gonna Hogwarts. I’m gonna see the dungeons, an’ the movin’ stairs, an the ghosties. An’ then I’m gonna make my brother Jamie lemme play Quidditch!”
“really.” Lucius drawled, arching a brow. “And do your parents know of your plans?”
“Nope. Mummy sez Quidditch’s not ‘lady like’!” Lucius told himself that the way she wrinkled her nose in disgust was not in the least bit cute. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees to return the study he himself was being subjected to.
“How comes you’re all naked?” The little… cherub asked. Lucius fought a blush as he pulled his shirt back on, ignoring the snort to his right. “Are you the Slyth’rins Jamie an’ Paddy told me about?”
“Indeed.” Severus arched a brow. “Then you must know all there is to know about us (!)”
“Yup. But Remy an’ Lily say you’re really smart an’ have a nice arse!”
“Pardon!”
“Least Remy sez that last bit.” She turned again to a chuckling Lucius as Severus stuttered and blushed. “You’ve got pretty hair, can-“
“What the HELL are you doing with my sister SNIVELLUS?!”
-Present-
That was the first time Lucius and Severus had met the precocious younger Potter, but not the last. Despite her young years the little witch proved adept at escaping her family. Her visits to Hogwarts soon becoming an annual occurrence. Evading her brother and his friends she often found her way to Severus or Madam Pomfrey.
Then the summer before she had been due to attend Hogwarts Voirrey Trista Potter was killed by a muggle car. Apparently the stupid creature had fallen asleep at the wheel and smashed onto the pavement where the girl had been standing. For weeks the Daily Prophet was filled with pictures of the grieving family. And Lucius found himself mourning the cheeky young witch who had wormed her way into his affections despite his best efforts.
Now here they were in his study. Draco, himself and a very much alive Voirrey, waiting for his Aunt to regain consciousness.
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