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How Do You Handle a Woman?
TITLE: The Choices That We Make
AUTHOR: Lady Sirius
PAIRING: SS/LM
RATING: NC17
FEEDBACK: shelley_runyon@yahoo.com
Warning: Contains spoilers for HBP
DISCLAIMER: Of course all rights to Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling
- I just like to play with Severus and Lucius when I can!
DEDICATION: To my glorious, talented, wondrous and everlastingly sexy
inspiration - Gary Oldman - and of course to Alan Rickman and Jason Isaacs! And to my two Severuses - Amber and Ann - who both love my Luciuses!
The Choices That We Make
Chapter 4 - How Do You Handle A Woman?
The first place that Lucius thought to search for Severus was the Leaky Cauldron, apparating there immediately from the Manor. The wizard behind the desk was reluctant to talk at first, but it's amazing what a few well-placed galleons can do in the proper hands. And once they had changed hands, he was chock full of useful information. Room number. Time that he had checked in. Location of said room. Even down to what he had been wearing, although Lucius hadn't bothered to ask him that. That he already knew. Dismissing the man as being of no further use to him, Lucius swiveled about, with the intent of going up to the room straightaways, but was stopped by the words, "He isn't there, though. He went out a while ago and I haven't seen him since." Lucius turned and glowered his disapproval, thinking that should have been the first bit of information offered, not the last, but there was nothing to be done for it. He could go up to Severus' room and wait - but that didn't suit his restless spirit at the moment. Besides, who knew how long that would take? He needed Severus - and he needed him now.
He strode balefully from the establishment, ignoring the sycophantic cries of have a good day that were being aimed his way. So intent was he on his own dark thoughts that he nearly collided with a couple that were on their way in. The gentleman managed to retain his balance, as well as that of the lady at his side. And when Lucius realized who it was, he began to think he was having the worst luck ever - Rodolphus and Bellatrix Lestrange. Not that he minded Rodolphus, of course. He and his fellow Death Eater were on excellent terms, and had been since school days. No, it was his wife that he had no wish to meet on this day of all days - for Bella was the sister of Narcissa Black, his erstwhile bride-to-be. And he did not need her pointed barbs, nor her sarcastic wit right now. He suspected that she knew of the true state of affairs between he and his affianced, not to mention his true relationship with Severus Snape, and he'd no wish to hear anything from her, as the two sisters were rather close. Especially so as he had no intention of showing up for the big event. Fuck the marriage. Fuck the alliance. Simply fuck it all.
"Lucius!" Rodolphus cried in evident surprise. "I didn't expect to see you out and about, especially today. What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're having a bachelor party and I wasn't invited?" The dark eyes sparkled merrily, and Lucius realized of course that he was jesting. But he simply wasn't in the mood. And Bellatrix was observing him closely as she dusted herself off from their close encounter.
"No, no bachelor party," he said succinctly. "I was.... working on something for our Lord, and I needed........Severus' advice. You've not seen him have you?" A damnable lie, but he'd worry about that later, for he doubted Rodolphus would question Lord Voldemort as to the veracity of Lucius' statement.
"Severus? No, we've not seen him," Rodolphus tried to pass over the subject lightly. It was a fragile one indeed as his wife - whom he had married shortly after her graduation the summer before - was not shy about making her thoughts known on the subject of Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape - and the injustice she thought was being done to the only sister she gave a damn about. He had no wish to see the fur fly between them. Better to move on to a safer topic.
Lucius had no wish himself to stand there any longer than he had to - time being of the essence - and to his way of thinking he didn't have to at all, especially as they had no useful information to impart. He started to push past them, intent on going about his business. But Bellatrix had other ideas. She summarily grabbed his arm, having no compunction about yanking him almost off his feet, away from the throng that flowed by them, against the wall of the tavern behind them. "You will not dishonour my sister in this way!" she hissed at him. "I know about you and that....that.....vile creature.......You are marrying Narcissa. It's time you remembered that!"
Lucius yanked his arm away from her angrily, his hand going toward his wand. But he thought better of it. And with Rodolphus there, he was outnumbered. He knew better than to think the man would side against his wife, nor did he expect it. "My life is none of your business!" he snapped, "and I'll thank you to stay out of it!"
"It is when it concerns Narcissa! If you think you and he have been discreet in any way, you are sadly mistaken. You and he are laughingstocks. Only your family saves you from complete disgrace. You are lucky that He has not chosen to deal with this himself. But that too may change, Mr. Malfoy, should certain things be brought to his attention." She moved closer and closer to him, until she was eye to eye with him, in his face even, her dark eyes spitting fire at him.
"Bella, come love, we must prepare for the wedding, remember? And we have other business we need to see to." The voice of Rodolphus was calm as he attempted to defuse his wife, as he'd no wish to see this disintegrate into a wizard's brawl here in the street - not that he was concerned about his Bella, she could hold her own against any wizard he knew. Including Lucius Malfoy. But not here or now. Hopefully not ever.
"If you have any idea of leaving my sister at the altar, you'd better rethink them," Bella threatened him fiercely, "for I shall hunt you down and kill you like the dog that you are....."
Enough was enough. "What I do or do not do is none of your business!" He pushed her out of his way, seething internally, with the intention of sending a wordless hex her way. But he became distracted when, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of long dark hair. Could it be? He turned toward it eagerly, hopefully, but no, it was a stranger that was passing along the main thoroughfare behind them, not the one he sought.
Bella didn't fail to notice this and she fairly crowed her disdain. "So he has left you, has he? Serves you right! Severus has better sense than I gave him credit for!" she gloated, throwing back her head, cackling. Before she turned serious again. "You know where to be. And when to be there. Do not fail to do so!" And she gave her arm to Rodolphus, signalling her willingness to now enter the Leaky Cauldron. With a final symphathetic glance at Lucius, her husband swept her away, and they were quickly lost to view.
As if he weren't upset enough before, Lucius' agitation was only increased a hundredfold after that ignoble encounter. Let her tell Lord Voldemort - a lot of good it would do her, as the Dark Lord knew already. And didn't care. But that was beside the point. He still hadn't found Severus, and the closer it drew to the time of his appointed wedding, the more anxious he became to find him and make everything right in his life.
A sudden thought occurred to him. What was the name of that bookstore that Severus liked to frequent at times when Lucius was unavailable? Not Flourish & Botts. Smaller. Off the beaten track. Ah, yes. Stolen Hours. That was the one. That would be his next stop, then. And hopefully his last.
AUTHOR: Lady Sirius
PAIRING: SS/LM
RATING: NC17
FEEDBACK: shelley_runyon@yahoo.com
Warning: Contains spoilers for HBP
DISCLAIMER: Of course all rights to Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling
- I just like to play with Severus and Lucius when I can!
DEDICATION: To my glorious, talented, wondrous and everlastingly sexy
inspiration - Gary Oldman - and of course to Alan Rickman and Jason Isaacs! And to my two Severuses - Amber and Ann - who both love my Luciuses!
The Choices That We Make
Chapter 4 - How Do You Handle A Woman?
The first place that Lucius thought to search for Severus was the Leaky Cauldron, apparating there immediately from the Manor. The wizard behind the desk was reluctant to talk at first, but it's amazing what a few well-placed galleons can do in the proper hands. And once they had changed hands, he was chock full of useful information. Room number. Time that he had checked in. Location of said room. Even down to what he had been wearing, although Lucius hadn't bothered to ask him that. That he already knew. Dismissing the man as being of no further use to him, Lucius swiveled about, with the intent of going up to the room straightaways, but was stopped by the words, "He isn't there, though. He went out a while ago and I haven't seen him since." Lucius turned and glowered his disapproval, thinking that should have been the first bit of information offered, not the last, but there was nothing to be done for it. He could go up to Severus' room and wait - but that didn't suit his restless spirit at the moment. Besides, who knew how long that would take? He needed Severus - and he needed him now.
He strode balefully from the establishment, ignoring the sycophantic cries of have a good day that were being aimed his way. So intent was he on his own dark thoughts that he nearly collided with a couple that were on their way in. The gentleman managed to retain his balance, as well as that of the lady at his side. And when Lucius realized who it was, he began to think he was having the worst luck ever - Rodolphus and Bellatrix Lestrange. Not that he minded Rodolphus, of course. He and his fellow Death Eater were on excellent terms, and had been since school days. No, it was his wife that he had no wish to meet on this day of all days - for Bella was the sister of Narcissa Black, his erstwhile bride-to-be. And he did not need her pointed barbs, nor her sarcastic wit right now. He suspected that she knew of the true state of affairs between he and his affianced, not to mention his true relationship with Severus Snape, and he'd no wish to hear anything from her, as the two sisters were rather close. Especially so as he had no intention of showing up for the big event. Fuck the marriage. Fuck the alliance. Simply fuck it all.
"Lucius!" Rodolphus cried in evident surprise. "I didn't expect to see you out and about, especially today. What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're having a bachelor party and I wasn't invited?" The dark eyes sparkled merrily, and Lucius realized of course that he was jesting. But he simply wasn't in the mood. And Bellatrix was observing him closely as she dusted herself off from their close encounter.
"No, no bachelor party," he said succinctly. "I was.... working on something for our Lord, and I needed........Severus' advice. You've not seen him have you?" A damnable lie, but he'd worry about that later, for he doubted Rodolphus would question Lord Voldemort as to the veracity of Lucius' statement.
"Severus? No, we've not seen him," Rodolphus tried to pass over the subject lightly. It was a fragile one indeed as his wife - whom he had married shortly after her graduation the summer before - was not shy about making her thoughts known on the subject of Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape - and the injustice she thought was being done to the only sister she gave a damn about. He had no wish to see the fur fly between them. Better to move on to a safer topic.
Lucius had no wish himself to stand there any longer than he had to - time being of the essence - and to his way of thinking he didn't have to at all, especially as they had no useful information to impart. He started to push past them, intent on going about his business. But Bellatrix had other ideas. She summarily grabbed his arm, having no compunction about yanking him almost off his feet, away from the throng that flowed by them, against the wall of the tavern behind them. "You will not dishonour my sister in this way!" she hissed at him. "I know about you and that....that.....vile creature.......You are marrying Narcissa. It's time you remembered that!"
Lucius yanked his arm away from her angrily, his hand going toward his wand. But he thought better of it. And with Rodolphus there, he was outnumbered. He knew better than to think the man would side against his wife, nor did he expect it. "My life is none of your business!" he snapped, "and I'll thank you to stay out of it!"
"It is when it concerns Narcissa! If you think you and he have been discreet in any way, you are sadly mistaken. You and he are laughingstocks. Only your family saves you from complete disgrace. You are lucky that He has not chosen to deal with this himself. But that too may change, Mr. Malfoy, should certain things be brought to his attention." She moved closer and closer to him, until she was eye to eye with him, in his face even, her dark eyes spitting fire at him.
"Bella, come love, we must prepare for the wedding, remember? And we have other business we need to see to." The voice of Rodolphus was calm as he attempted to defuse his wife, as he'd no wish to see this disintegrate into a wizard's brawl here in the street - not that he was concerned about his Bella, she could hold her own against any wizard he knew. Including Lucius Malfoy. But not here or now. Hopefully not ever.
"If you have any idea of leaving my sister at the altar, you'd better rethink them," Bella threatened him fiercely, "for I shall hunt you down and kill you like the dog that you are....."
Enough was enough. "What I do or do not do is none of your business!" He pushed her out of his way, seething internally, with the intention of sending a wordless hex her way. But he became distracted when, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of long dark hair. Could it be? He turned toward it eagerly, hopefully, but no, it was a stranger that was passing along the main thoroughfare behind them, not the one he sought.
Bella didn't fail to notice this and she fairly crowed her disdain. "So he has left you, has he? Serves you right! Severus has better sense than I gave him credit for!" she gloated, throwing back her head, cackling. Before she turned serious again. "You know where to be. And when to be there. Do not fail to do so!" And she gave her arm to Rodolphus, signalling her willingness to now enter the Leaky Cauldron. With a final symphathetic glance at Lucius, her husband swept her away, and they were quickly lost to view.
As if he weren't upset enough before, Lucius' agitation was only increased a hundredfold after that ignoble encounter. Let her tell Lord Voldemort - a lot of good it would do her, as the Dark Lord knew already. And didn't care. But that was beside the point. He still hadn't found Severus, and the closer it drew to the time of his appointed wedding, the more anxious he became to find him and make everything right in his life.
A sudden thought occurred to him. What was the name of that bookstore that Severus liked to frequent at times when Lucius was unavailable? Not Flourish & Botts. Smaller. Off the beaten track. Ah, yes. Stolen Hours. That was the one. That would be his next stop, then. And hopefully his last.