Dangerous games men will play

Lucius Malfoy resents the fact that he has to bow down to someone he thinks of as lesser then him-self.
The Dark Lord is a mud blood but no one is stupid enough to point that out to him, no one had been stupid enough for years.
It is probably not so smart to even think about it. But lately he can’t help it.
The Dark Lord has risen again but all he has done is sit around and plot the demise of a child.

Lucius knows him-self to be a whore.
Maybe not in the literal sense of the word but certainly where money or power, especially power, are concerned. He is willing to do anything for power and everyone knows that. And then there are times like these when everything isn’t going as it should and he tries to change.
His fathers conditioning always wins out no matter what Lucius does and the aristocrat resents that. Even with his father more then twenty years in the grave (helped there by Lucius himself) he still can’t get rid of the ghost of the old man.
Still can’t choose a new path with fewer risks and better rewards.

And then there is the fact that over the years he has become addicted to the danger of it all. Like a junk needing his fix he goes on raids because there is always a small change that this time they will get caught and… It’s the ‘and’ that fascinates him.
Even his stint in Azkaban hasn’t made the craving any less. Of course there is another interpretation, no matter how small there is always the chance that his need for danger is a fatal character flaw.

If he thinks back to his school days that chance that it’s a character flaw becomes bigger and bigger. Even in his youth he had sought danger out.
Who else but the reckless Lucius Malfoy would dare to smuggle alcohol in to the dorms or break out for the whole weekend under the watchful eyes of the new headmaster?
Who else but Lucius Malfoy would dare to bring him-self under the attention of a great dark wizard in the making.making?
Who else but Lucius Malfoy would dare to befriend the endless victim of the famous Marauders defying the school’s golden boys?
He had done all that out of the need to know. When he had been a boy he had had no rules no boundaries he couldn’t cross. As a young man he had gone in search of said boundaries by pushing everyone and everything in his surroundings to the limit. He resented the fact that few of the people he encountered in life pushed back.
That was why Lucius had always liked Snape: the Potions Master when pushed hard enough could always be counted upon to forget social etiquette and slap Lucius down.

The dark mark burns on the aristocrat’s left arm and at first he doesn’t even notice it too lost in memories and the arousal they bring with them. The pain increases slowly and Lucius is of half a mind to disobey long enough to get him-self off before going to the Dark Lord. But that would bring more punishment then he would be able to take right now so the blond orders his body to behave and orders a house-elf to bring his mask and robe.