A New Order of Wizards - COMPLETE
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
51,738
Reviews:
424
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
0
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Prologue - Lucius
The characters belong to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing them for a while. No copyright transgressions are intended and no profit is made.
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Prologue - Lucius
Why did they make me marry her? Wasn’t I humiliated enough? They’ve had more than their pound of flesh. I’ve already lost everything I hold dear, centuries of my ancestry are ground into nothing in one generation. Of course, that’s precisely what they want, isn’t it? I’d give all my money to change it, but this time money won’t get me what I want, what I need.
And the crowning degradation was her. Of all females, they pick her! The Ministry of Magic has gone past reason. It’s that disgusting Potter, of course. Ironic that Voldemort should be thought mad and dangerous for trying to eradicate Muggleborns, Muggles and Halfbloods. I’m glad he’s dead. He’s ruined me more effectively than any do-gooder like Arthur Weasley could have done. My own home is polluted with her, my own bed! No retribution could have been worse than this.
I would like to get my wand on whoever came up with this satanic idea. It is a transgression beyond anything our dark side wanted to inflict. Fine old families ripped apart, people’s lives decimated and for what? Were we not defeated? Are they still so afraid of our power that they have to obliterate us this way?
What they’ve accomplished is far more evil than anything the Death Eaters did. Why does it have to be done so radically? A slower, more reasonable progression could have worked, even though I would have resisted that also. I suppose they know that. One fell swoop and it’s all over. A millennium of perfect breeding for the Malfoys, gone. Dust. Nothing to revere any more. What’s it all for, now? Just a passel of tainted brats for the next generation. They’re like cuckoos polluting a nest with their misbegotten eggs.
There must be some legal loophole – how can they have such power? How can they have forced me into this new marriage? I would have even preferred one of those horrid Weasley females to her. But that would not have been allowed, of course. They’re Pureblood too.
Could anyone have foretold the Ministry of Magic declaring an end to the schism in the wizarding community over bloodlines by forcibly mixing them together? Imagine outlawing Purebloods. What has the magic world come to? Controlling our marriages and progeny by forcing divorce on Pureblood couples and remarrying them to partners of the Ministry’s choice? Barbaric! I notice the married Halfbloods and Muggleborns are not under their inhuman edict. Maybe the Muggleborns will rise and decide they are meant to rule. If the Ministry of Magic thinks I am ever going to cross-pollinate my ancient Pureblood genes with a Mudblood, they will wait until Merlin rises again. If they want my seed, they’ll have to come and milk me themselves. But, no, how could I have forgotten? They have sent someone to torture and persecute me and steal my seed. Why did they make me marry her?
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Prologue - Lucius
Why did they make me marry her? Wasn’t I humiliated enough? They’ve had more than their pound of flesh. I’ve already lost everything I hold dear, centuries of my ancestry are ground into nothing in one generation. Of course, that’s precisely what they want, isn’t it? I’d give all my money to change it, but this time money won’t get me what I want, what I need.
And the crowning degradation was her. Of all females, they pick her! The Ministry of Magic has gone past reason. It’s that disgusting Potter, of course. Ironic that Voldemort should be thought mad and dangerous for trying to eradicate Muggleborns, Muggles and Halfbloods. I’m glad he’s dead. He’s ruined me more effectively than any do-gooder like Arthur Weasley could have done. My own home is polluted with her, my own bed! No retribution could have been worse than this.
I would like to get my wand on whoever came up with this satanic idea. It is a transgression beyond anything our dark side wanted to inflict. Fine old families ripped apart, people’s lives decimated and for what? Were we not defeated? Are they still so afraid of our power that they have to obliterate us this way?
What they’ve accomplished is far more evil than anything the Death Eaters did. Why does it have to be done so radically? A slower, more reasonable progression could have worked, even though I would have resisted that also. I suppose they know that. One fell swoop and it’s all over. A millennium of perfect breeding for the Malfoys, gone. Dust. Nothing to revere any more. What’s it all for, now? Just a passel of tainted brats for the next generation. They’re like cuckoos polluting a nest with their misbegotten eggs.
There must be some legal loophole – how can they have such power? How can they have forced me into this new marriage? I would have even preferred one of those horrid Weasley females to her. But that would not have been allowed, of course. They’re Pureblood too.
Could anyone have foretold the Ministry of Magic declaring an end to the schism in the wizarding community over bloodlines by forcibly mixing them together? Imagine outlawing Purebloods. What has the magic world come to? Controlling our marriages and progeny by forcing divorce on Pureblood couples and remarrying them to partners of the Ministry’s choice? Barbaric! I notice the married Halfbloods and Muggleborns are not under their inhuman edict. Maybe the Muggleborns will rise and decide they are meant to rule. If the Ministry of Magic thinks I am ever going to cross-pollinate my ancient Pureblood genes with a Mudblood, they will wait until Merlin rises again. If they want my seed, they’ll have to come and milk me themselves. But, no, how could I have forgotten? They have sent someone to torture and persecute me and steal my seed. Why did they make me marry her?