GOLDEN CRIMSON

Thanks to all who reviewed!! Well this chappie is two pages long I could not stop typing soooo this is a special treat. This is my fav chapter soooo far Lucius tries to gains Harry’s trust and pay attention this chappie has clues to main plot. So I luv ya’ll read be happy and REVIEW
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Lucius took a seat at his desk, and looked at Harry. The boy looked nervous, Lucius smiled Harry needs more discipline if he wants to defeat Voldemort.
“Harry, do you know why you’re here?”
“Because I had an intention of whipping your son’s ass!! and I wear more make-up than that ghastly wife of yours who needs it” said Harry matching his stare.
“Hmmmm” said Lucius. Although the boy was true that was not reason he was here.
“You are Harry for numerous reasons, some you will find out in the future. But for now im here to enhance your training.”
“What do you mean Malfoy.” snapped Harry.
“I mean Potter if you want to save the, world you are going to need my help. If you want my help you can not tell anyone of our time together.”
“If I do tell what happens.”
“Harry even the walls have ears here!!! You know that, we are only safe in this room. If you tell you are jeopardizing everyone’s future.”
“What if this is a trap?”
“You have to take things on faith.” When Lucius said that Harry’s eyes darkened, to a sad shade. Dumbledore had said the same thing to him, Harry had made up his mind.
“Fine.”
“Do I have your word you won’t tell anyone.”
“Yes.”
“Good, take off your shirt.”
“What”
“I spoke very clearly Harry, take off your shirt.”
“why”
“Rule one no questions just do.”
“Fine” Harry through off his shirt, Lucius did a full circle of harry. Looking at the semi built boy, there was a new scar going down his spine. Lucius reached out and allowed his cool fingers to trace it.
“Wha Wha What are you doing.” said Harry the cool fingers felt good on his hot skin.
“Sorry where did you get that.”
“I don’t want to talk about it”
“Not now you won’t I’ll allow that. O call me Lucius we are going to spend a lot of time with each other.”
“Ok” Harry got upset that Lucius is allowing him not to talk about himself.
“Alright Harry, down to business. You are no where near ready for the battle, your training is going to hard and passionate…”
“Passionate what do you mean I have to be passionate about killing Voldemort.”
“No, and Yes, You have to be passionate about what your doing at all times. That includes Voldemort, your studies, training, and your relationships.”
“Why.”
“Because Harry, Voldemort is passionate about what he does. Fight fire with fire Harry lesson one always remember.”
“Fire with fire right. Lucius will you be teaching me passion?”
“Yes, of course I will be your one and only Tudor.”
“O right of course.”
“Harry from now on come to this tower, after dinner every night.”
“Ok.”
“Good now go, and remember tell no one.”

Harry left forgetting his shirt, in the tower. He went back to Gryffindor common room. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Fred, George were all cozy in winged back chairs.
“Hey Harry, how was detention.” asked Fred.
“Where’s your shirt?” asked Ginny
“uhh it caught fire.”
“How?” asked Hermione.
“I was walking.”
“Wait you were walking, and your shirt caught fire?” asked Ron looking confused.
“Yes..”
“What?” asked Neville.
“No…I mean no, you see I was walking…”
“So you were walking and it caught fire.” said Fred
“A ring of fire, Malfoy had me walk through this horrid ring of fire and it caught fire.”
“Professor Malfoy made you do that I thought was against the rules.”
“He’s in charge now” said Ginny.
“I’m going to be good night.”


That night Harry was haunted by dreams, that shook him awake. He was panting,trying to catch his breath. Man why did he dream that, Harry got dressed and snuck out. He walked to the entrance of Dumbledore’s office, he touched the stone phoenix. He began to cry the first of the tears he has shed. Why did he have to go? Harry needed him now, more then ever. What if he couldn’t trust Malfoy, if it really was a trap, he could be jeopardizing everything. Passionate!?! how could Harry be passionate his life is a bad ’Lifetime’ movie. Harry leaned in and but his head on the chest of the statue, it was the closest thing next to Dumbledore himself. I got to have faith in Lucius, if not for me for the world. With that Harry went back to bed, and fell in to a dreamless sleep.

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