Unexpected Things

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and properties don’t belong to me but JK Rowling. I don't make money from writing this fic. This story hasn’t been betaed yet. So beware of the grammar mistake. I’m looking for a beta to help me fixing the story.


Unexpected Things


Chapter V


“Father!” Draco Malfoy sounded beyond relief by his father’s presence there.

Lucius Malfoy’s cold grey eyes took a look at his surroundings. His eyes fell to his son, who was held immobile in the middle of the corridor.

“Release my son right now Mr Potter,” the obvious threat in his voice was so clear for Harry and anyone else who was listening to him. Not that Harry was scared of course. But he released Malfoy nonetheless, and as he did so, the shattered glass that floated around him also fell to the floor. Harry waved his wand and the glass disappear meanwhile the window fixed itself.

“Father, Potter attacked me!” Malfoy said, almost running to hide behind his father back.

“Draco.” Harry didn’t miss the warning in Lucius’ voice. “Get back to your room and we will talk later.”

For a second, Malfoy looked like he was going to protest. In the end he turned and left, but not before throwing one last look at Harry.

“What had happened here?” Lucius asked, eyes glittering with cold fury. “Attacking other student Mr Potter? Don’t you ever think that you could do everything you want now just because you are the Chosen One.”

“He provoked me,” Harry replied flatly. “I merely defended myself.”

Lucius clenched his knuckles. It was as if he was restraining himself not to hex Harry right here and right now. “Fifty points from Gryffindor and detention for four weeks.”

“WHAT???” Ron exclaimed.

“Professor, it wasn’t Harry’s fault.” Hermione said.

“Malfoy attacked us first!” Ron argued.

“Leave us now Ms Granger, Mr Weasley.” Lucius ordered.

“WHAT???” Ron exclaimed, again. “No! I wouldn’t leave him here alone with you!”

Lucius turned and regarded Ron coldly, “Five points from Gryffindor Mr Weasley.”

Ron opened and closed again his mouth. Apparently he was too angry to say anything.

“I shall not repeat myself Ms Granger, Mr Weasley.” Lucius sneered in disgust.

Hermione looked torn so Harry quickly interrupted. “It’s fine Hermione, Ron.”

Ron opened his mouth again, wanting to protest but Hermione elbowed him. “We will wait for you Harry,” she said and then dragged Ron away.

Harry watched them until they disappeared from his sight before turning his attention to Lucius.

“What did you tell to my son Mr Potter?” Lucius inquired.

“The truth.” Harry answered.

Lucius looked at him sharply. “And what’s the truth?”

“The truth about Voldemort and who he really was,” Harry said, taking out his wand. Lucius automatically took out his wand too.

“I’m not going to attack you Professor.” Harry said and waved his wand. Gold letters appeared on the air. “Tom Marvolo Riddle,” Harry read aloud. Then he waved his wand again to rearrange the letters to create anagram.

“I am Lord Voldemort,” Harry said. “Surely you know about that Professor. Voldemort was a half blood. It was true that he was the last descendent of Salazar Slytherin but his father was a muggle. It was a fact he hated so much. So much that he killed his own father.”

After Sirius death, Dumbledore had finally told Harry about Voldemort’ past. Showing him through the pensieve about everything, including Voldemort childhood and his rising to the dark lord many feared. This knowledge came really useful right now, Harry thought smugly.

Although the knowledge that he and Tom actually was still a distant relative truly freaked him out. Harry knew that pureblood families were connected to each other because of marriage but this was too much. Harry and Tom, through Gaunt Family were connected because they both were descendents of Peverell Family. It was the fact that he didn’t plan to tell anyone, yet. Professor Dumbledore had said that it might explain Harry’s ability able to speak and understand Parseltongue.

“And to the world,” Hary continued, “Tom posed himself as a pureblood. I think that’s how he managed to persuade most of pureblood families into serving him. Just fed them with all those pureblood supremacy and they would eat it up.”

If looks could kill, Harry would be dead by now. Okay, looks could kill if it was basilisk staring at him right now but Lucius wasn’t a basilisk, so Harry was safe. “Isn’t it ironic that those purebloods, including you, were bowing down to kiss the robe of a half blood you all claimed to hate?”

Lucius glared at him for several long moments without responding. “You speak nonsense,” he finally declared.

“Deny it all you want but that’s the truth. Wasn’t you the one who suggested me to learn about the difference between life and dreams, Professor?” Harry asked, reminding Lucius about their encounter at the ministry of magic.

“The dream I had was a fake one. But not the others before. I was in his head. I know how he treated you all. ‘My slippery friend.’ Voldemort called you that, Professor. But you and I both know that you’re far from being his friend.” Here Harry smiled. He could see how uncomfortable Lucius was with the topic now. “He felt no desire or need for human companionship or friendship. He was nothing but a raging psychopath, devoid of the normal human responses to other people's suffering.”

Actually, Harry was a bit awed with himself that he managed to speak this long with Lucius and the blond man did nothing aside of staring him. “As for yourself, at the first you might truly serve him but after his second rise you only served him out of fear for your family. Which remind me Professor, that you should be thankful that he is dead now. Just imagine what kind of punishment he would give for your failure at the ministry. And the last Professor, a little advice from me, you should teach your son better. It’s highly time for him to get out from whatever fantasy land you have created for him. Now, excuse me Professor. I have to go.” Harry had told Lucius his point of view. He had to see the blond reaction and then planned the next step.

“It’s wonderful story you told me Mr Potter. But still, a fairy tale is a fairy tale.” Lucius stared at him. “Fifty points from Gryffindor for talking back to a teacher.” The blond said and left.


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Harry went back to Gryffindor common room and found that Ron and Hermione were waiting for him.

“Harry!” Ron and Hermione exclaimed in unison when they saw him.

“Are you okay?” Hermione asked, concerned about the wellbeing of he best friend.

“Malfoy didn’t do something to you, right?” Ron asked, eyes narrowing suspiciously.

“No, I’m fine.” Harry said. “He didn’t do anything to me.”

“This is Lucius bloody Malfoy we’re talking about!” Ron protested. “He’s capable of anything!” The red headed said hotly.

“No, we’re merely arguing and,” Harry grimaced here, “he took another fifty points from Gryffindor.”

“Oh Harry,” Hermione said.

“That’s unfair!” Ron shouted. “It was ferret fault!”

“One hundred points in one day,” Hermione commented, already thinking about how to get those points back.

“It wasn’t Harry’s fault!” Ron said again fiercely. “Malfoy insulted Sirius-“

Here, he suddenly stopped and looked at Harry. Hermione too, realized Ron’s mistake.

“Uhm. Harry,” Ron began. “I didn’t mean to…you know…”

“It’s okay,” Harry said. He could accept Sirius’ death now. Even though he wouldn’t accept it if anyone insulted his godfather. “So, have you done transfiguration homework?”

Ron, relieved by the change of topic, quickly answered. “No, actually I was hoping if I could borrow Hermione’s homework.”

“Ronald Weasley!” Hermione yelled.


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Gryffindors were shocked the next day when they found out that Gryffindor lost one hundred points only in one day. But soon, they were grumbling when Ron told them the story. Harry smiled at this. It was quite fun to watch actually.

Days passed and Harry had already done his detention with Lucius. The blond man only ordered him to help checking the first and second year homework. And Harry would be talking while doing that. At first, Lucius told him to shut up but when Harry continued, the blond let him. And after that, Lucius finally responded to him. Mostly they were arguing all the time.

Like Harry always suspected, Lucius had a vast knowledge and soon he found that they’re talking about many topics. It was weird, because this was the man who had tried to kill him numerous times and yet, now they’re talking and arguing at each other.

Harry never saw anything from Lucius asides of his sneers or his insulting words. Not to mention the death threats. But Lucius actually can be very charming if he wanted too. Harry knew how charming and how utterly persuasive Lucius could be, but to be the witness of that was something Harry never thought to. Maybe that’s how Lucius behaved around his wife and his son.


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It was near Christmas now and today was the last defense against the dark arts lesson Harry had before Christmas holiday. Harry was going to spend it at Grimmauld Place and the Burrow. And tomorrow, Harry, Ron and Hermione would go to Hogsmeade to buy their Christmas presents.

“Class is dismissed,” Lucius said.

Slytherins and Gryffindors gathered their things and then walked out of the class, excited of the coming holiday. Harry truly hoped that something wouldn’t happen at Christmas this year. Adventures, merriment and tragedy had surrounded the Christmas holidays during Harry’s five years of wizarding school. He had enough of that.

Harry could feel the holiday atmosphere that surrounded Hogwarts. The Great Hall was decorated with twelve large Christmas trees brought in by Hagrid and decorated by Professors McGonagall and Flitwick in various ways

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already on their way to great hall when Harry realized that he had left his DADA note at the class. So Harry told Hermione and Ron to go to lunch without him. He needed to go to DADA class to get his notes first.

Thinking that nobody was left in the classroom, Harry didn’t bother to knock the door. To his surprise, he found that Lucius Malfoy was still in the class room.

“What do you want Mr Potter?” Lucius said coolly, inclining his head slightly.

“I just want to get my notes, Professor,” Harry replied.

Lucius nodded and Harry, after seeing it, went to his desk. After retrieving his notes, Harry was about to leave when suddenly a thought occurred.

“Professor,” Harry addressed Lucius.

Lucius lifted his head from his work. “What is it?” he asked coldly, annoyed by Harry interruption.

“I’m just wondering Professor, about the loose death eaters outside.” Harry said. “Where’re they hiding now?”

“You should satisfy your curiosity with the aurors. I believe they’re trained to capture Dark Wizards,” Lucius sarcastically replied.

“I’m curious about one certain rat actually,’ Harry said. “He is useless now, right? Nobody would question his absence. Many would simply think that he escape again, like he did long time ago.” This time, Harry couldn’t keep the bitterness out of his voice. And that got Lucius attention.

“So I’m thinking, maybe, someone could give it to me.”

Lucius’ mouth twitched in response. “If you want rat Mr Potter you should visit Magical Menagerie.”

“That’s too bad.” Looking straight at Lucius’ eyes, Harry replied. “I would really, really, appreciate it if someone is willing to present that as my Christmas gift.”


Author’s Note:

My first Harry Potter fanfiction. So don’t be harsh ok. The challenge is there. If anyone wants to write a story based on the idea, go ahead. The more the merrier. Some part of the story I got from Half Blood Prince.

Do you think Harry need to continue DA or no? I still haven’t decided it yet. I already have the story for the next two chapters (6 & 7) and the last chapter when Harry graduated from Hogwarts. However I don’t have idea yet about chap 8 to the last chapter. For the last chap I plan to write about Harry and Lucius conversation in which Harry would say something like he wasn’t a mere fling or a toy that Lucius could discard when he had enough. He was Lucius future.

And the last, why nobody gives me review???? I want my reviews. You don’t need to sign in. Just click review button. It makes me wondering if nobody read the story if I don’t get reviews. Is anybody there who read this story? And thanks to you who had reviewed the story.