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Post by Laurasia on Feb 14, 2006 15:33:51 GMT -5
Voldemort couldn't help but chuckle as he saw Draco's expression upon tasting the firewhiskey. It was obvious that Draco had no intention of making his discomfort known though.
He leaned forward & took the glass from Draco's hand. "Well now, let us see if we can't break you in easily. Firewhiskey didn;t get its name from being a mild drink afterall." He poured the rest of Draco's friewhiskey into his own glass & tossed the empty glass at one of the house elves. "Make him a Chocolate he**."
He turned back towards Draco & smiled kindly. The expression, though sincere, seemed to fit rather oddly upon his face. Perhaps it was due to the fact that such expression weren't usually genuine nowadays. "Don't worry Draco my boy, a Chocolate he** should go down much easier for you. Though it does have firewhiskey in it, it's a mixed drink which - as the name implies- has chocolate in it as well. A very good drink when you want something a bit tamer."
He ran his finger over the boys' cheek & sat back in his chair once more. "So Draco, Vincent, how is Hogwarts these days?"
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 14, 2006 18:49:19 GMT -5
Draco watched in astonishment as the Dark Lord went through the trouble of getting him a different drink. He could not help but smile when he employed the house elf to actually make the drink, but he still provided it nonetheless.
"Thank you my Lord. I must admit that the drink was a little strong. A chocolate he** sounds delicious." Just then, the Dark Lord ran a finger over his cheek before sitting. Draco felt his face redden and his pride swell at the obvious attention that he was getting. Yes, I am just like my father.
"Hogwarts, sir, is pathetic for the most part. Dumbledore is the worst problem..along with Potter of course. There are so many do-gooders at that school that it is sickening. I think that Professor Snape is the only positive thing about Hogwarts."
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Post by Laurasia on Feb 15, 2006 14:44:15 GMT -5
"Indeed," Voldemort said cooly as Draco named everything that was wrong with the school. "You keep close to Professor Snape. He may just end up being your best ally, should you ever have need of one."
Just then the house elf appeared with a large steaming mug & raised it up towards the Dark Lord. Voldemort glanced down & raised his own glass of firewhiskey with a raise of his eyebrows. "Did I not say that it was for young Master Malfoy, elf? I already have a drink." the elf gave a short peep in surprise & lowered its' head before taking the glass over to Draco. "Here you are Master Malfoy."
Voldemort watched to see the boys reaction to this much sweeter drink. "Careful not to burn your lips, it may be quite hot." He took another sip of his firewhiskey & then pushed the glass towards Pettigrew. "Get me a Toxic Shock instead, Peter."
Peter had been drowsing in his chair, completely uninterested in his Lords' conversation with the children, when he suddenly heard Voldemort say his name. He snapped to attention & looked bewildered for a moment. "My Lord?"
Voldemort narrowed his eyes at the man. "A Toxic Shock, Peter. You do remember what it is don't you? Or has your time as a household pet at away your brain cells?" Peter clambered out of his seat & took the whiskey glass, bowing low as he left the room. "Yes, Master. A Toxic Shock...It won't take me long at all."
Voldemort turned his attention back to Draco with a sigh. "Anyway, what have they taught you in regards to Defense Against the Dark Arts?" He smirked slightly as he asked this, remembering an instance from his younger days with Dumbledore.
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 15, 2006 16:23:21 GMT -5
Draco listened closely as Voldemort advised him to keep close to Professor Snape.
As he tried the chocolate he**, he realized that it was one of the best tasting drinks that he had ever had. Smiling approvingly to the Dark Lord, he said. "This is very good sir. Thank you for recommending it." He continued to drink, relishing the taste. Suddenly, he heard Voldemort verbally attack Pettigrew. The ferociousness of the attack, coupled with what he said to him, was so funny that Draco spit his drink out...right onto the Dark Lord's robes. Slightly embarraseed, but still smiling nonetheless, he pointed his wand at the robe.
"SCOURGIFY!" Instantly, his robes were clean. "Sorry about that my Lord. It was very clumsy of me."
Draco heard the Dark Lord ask about his DADA classes. He narrowed his eyes. "Well, maybe if we had one steady teacher who was worthy of the position, we might be learning something. As it is, no one has kept the position, and those that have taught us were not very good. I wish Professor Snape would take the class over..he knows how and WHAT to teach."
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Post by Laurasia on Feb 16, 2006 18:57:20 GMT -5
Voldemort suddenly found himself showered in Draco's Chocolate he**. His face screwed up in shock before Draco was able to use Scourgify on his robes. He pulled out his wand & was about to punish the boy when he caught himself. Sighing deeply & slowly, he replaced his wand into his robes & closed his eyes for a moment. "Thank you for cleaning the mess Draco. I do hope that the next time you have the urge to spit...you will turn your head from my direction."
He listened to Draco explain about the Defense-professor situation at the school & found that he was now smiling. "Good. Good. As for your instruction...I'm sure that something can be arranged. Professor Snape, yes he could teach you a thing or two. I could teach you some things as well," he said with a smirk. "We'll have to see how things go though."
He looked towards the doorway, obviously annoyed that Pettigrew had not yet returned with his drink.
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 16, 2006 20:05:40 GMT -5
Draco froze in fear as he saw the Dark Lord reach for his wand..and then quickly change his mind. He listened with shame as the Dark Lord, obviously annoyed, basically told him off. Merlin's beard, he sounds just like my father!. He somehow managed to keep the scowl off his face.
As he listened to the Dark Lord talk about possible private Dark Arts lessons, Draco felt himself relax. He found himself thinking about how flippant Voldemort's moods were. He had heard his father speak of it of course..well, eavesdropped was more like it...but Draco had to admit that the frequent mood changes were frightening.
His voice was slightly high-pitched as he answered Voldemort. "I would appreciate that very much My Lord." He was on the verge of tears and he hated it.
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 16, 2006 20:09:51 GMT -5
~Vincent Sr.~
Vincent watched the exchange between Voldemort and Lucius's son with amusement. He hid a smile behind his hand when Draco spit all over the Dark Lord. Seeing Draco squirm was almost as fun as seeing Lucius squirm. He knew that he shouldn't take out his annoyance for Lucius Malfoy on Draco..but for some reason it gave him pleasure to do so.
As Pettigrew passed him to deliver the drink, he suddenly remembered his own son. He turned with a sharp eye to Vincent Jr. "Why did you just stand there? Draco is freely conversing with the Dark Lord. The least you could do is sit in the same room as him." He watched with aggravation as his son sat on the sofa furthest from Voldemort. He sighed deeply. he acts exactly like I used to..wimpy and powerless! he thought to himself.
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Post by Laurasia on Feb 17, 2006 17:35:23 GMT -5
Voldemort looked up with daggers in his eyes as Pettigrew finally came in with his drink. He snatched the glass from his hand & barked, "It's about time Peter, now sit down." He took a long drink from the glass & sighed contently.
He noticed Vincent Jr come into the room & seat himself on the far side of the room. He raised an eyebrow quizzically. "Vincent? Why don't you come sit with us? I won't bite," he said with a chuckle.
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 17, 2006 19:01:52 GMT -5
Draco saw the fear on Crabbe's face as the Dark Lord addressed him. Thankful that Voldemort's attention was off of him for at least a moment, he saw Crabbe slowly get up and cross to a closer chair. He managed to smile weakly.
"Sor-r-y. I-I- did not want to interrupt you and Draco talking."
Draco could see that Crabbe was visible shaking. He could also see that Crabbe's father looked furious. He narrowed his eyes. Were ALL fathers the same?
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Post by Laurasia on Feb 18, 2006 13:16:18 GMT -5
Voldemort smiled as Crabbe came closer. He noticed that the boy was physically trembling. Looking over at Pettigrew suddenly, he ordered him out of the chair that was next to himself. "Come here Vincent, sit by me." As the boy took the seat, Voldemort put his arm over his shoulder & leaned in closer to him. "There's no need for you to be so afraid of me Vincent...unless you have been doing something that you shouldn't have." He ran his hand smoothly over the boy's fuzz-covered head & breathed in deeply. "But...no. So now, why the trembling? Has your father been telling you frightful things about me?"
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 18, 2006 14:43:53 GMT -5
~Vincent Jr~
Crabbe began to slowly relax as the Dark Lord showed nothing but niceness towards him. He felt his hearbeat began to slow.
"No, my Lord. My father speaks naught but praises for you. I guess that it is just such a shock to see you in person." He had begun to mumble the last few words, because he was embarassed.
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Post by Laurasia on Feb 19, 2006 15:51:35 GMT -5
Voldemort chuckled when the boy explained himself. "Well that's alright. Now we've met & you can relax. You will be training alongside Draco afterall," he said with a smile.
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Post by Brandybuck on Feb 19, 2006 17:12:08 GMT -5
~Vincent Jr.~
Crabbe looked up in surprise at this announcement.
"Really my Lord? Do you mean it? I get to train now..when I am this young?"
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Post by Laurasia on Mar 1, 2006 14:57:38 GMT -5
Voldemort glanced between Draco & Vincent Jr. "Well now, you won 't be branded anytime soon if that is what you're thinking. We will simply be beginning your training is all. While it's true that you are young, so is Mr. Potter & I will need Death Eaters as trained in the Dark Arts as he is in Defense. Since Dumbledore has seen fit to begin training Potter & his friends, I see no reason why I shouldn't be training the next generation of my loyal Death Eaters," he said with a smile.
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Post by Brandybuck on Mar 1, 2006 16:16:44 GMT -5
Draco smiled at the Dark Lord's praising words for them. Loyal death eaters.. At the mention of Potter's name, he wanted nothing more than to be branded at that very instant. However, he knew that he must prove himself. That he was as worthy as his father and his grandfather to wear the brand. He was certainly up to the task.
He straightened his shoulders. "You know that you can count on me, My Lord."
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