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Post by Laurasia on Jul 8, 2006 9:41:11 GMT -5
Lord Voldemort
Voldemort sat back with a dark smile across his lips as Draco finished speaking to him. "Of course you do, Draco. I understand that type of hatred myself, the selfish type. Only you & a select few may speak ill of your father."
He looked to Vincent & Barty Jr sternly. "That being the case, I expect my Death Eaters to also mind their tongues around you when speaking of your father." He didn't wait for a reply as he knew that they had understood him.
"Now Draco, we must get to know one another better if you are going to surpass your father within the ranks," he said as he waved over one of the house elves to get Draco a drink.
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 8, 2006 13:18:22 GMT -5
Draco felt his body relax when he realized that the Dark Lord was not angry with him. In fact, he seemed to understand what Draco was saying. He could not contain the small smile that crossed his lips when he heard the others reprimanded.
"Now Draco, we must get to know one another better if you are going to surpass your father within the ranks,". Draco could not believe his ears. He was about to find out information about Voldemort that perhaps his father didn't even know. Draco felt an odd satisfaction well up inside him. Rather than wanting to impress his father, he suddenly found himself wanting to surpass him...like Voldemort wanted.
Taking the drink from the elf, he nodded to Voldemort. "Of course, my Lord. What would you like to know?"
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Post by Laurasia on Jul 19, 2006 16:14:05 GMT -5
Barty Crouch Jr
Barty shifted uncomfortably after the Dark Lords' scolding. "Of course, my Lord," he said quickly before gulping down some firewhiskey. He waited until he had turned his attention back towards Draco & then turned his face so that only Vincent Sr could see him. Rolling his eyes he stood & quickly drained the rest of his glass before announcing that he had to leave. "As I mentioned I have somewhere to stay & someone waiting for me. In fact they're probably wondering what has happened to me by now," he said while heading for the floo.
"Wouldn't want them calling in a Missing Wizard's Report now would I?" he called out before tossing the powder into the flames & disappearing.
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Post by Laurasia on Jul 19, 2006 16:23:03 GMT -5
Lord Voldemort
Voldemort couldn't help but smirk at Draco as it became apparent that the boy had somehow assumed that the two of them were about to become instantaneous bosom-buddies. He was just about to speak when Barty rose & announced his departure. He knew that Lucius Malfoy was a very touchy subject for Barty, nearly as touchy as the topic of his father. Therefore he understood his eagernes to suddenly leave. He couldn't help but smirk at Barty's remark about the Missing Wizard's Report, but suddenly found himself insatiably curious. He made a mental note to ask Barty about it later.
Turning his attention back towards Draco, he smiled once more & chuckled softly. "What do I want to know? Well, I can know anything that I want very easily now can't I?" he asked while mischieviously tapping his finger to his temple. "Any matter, I simply would like to spend some time with you young Malfoy. Get a feel for you, you know? See what type of person you are. And see if you are a replica of your own father or not."
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 20, 2006 14:32:47 GMT -5
Vincent Sr.
"Yes my Lord.", he mumbled. Merlin forbid anyone speak the truth about Lucius Malfoy..Draco should know what kind of father he has. As he took another sip of his wine, he heard Barty Jr. mention a 'missing Wizard's report'. The statement was so funny that he almost spit his wine out of his mouth. Unfortunately, some of it backed up his nose, which made him momentarily cough. His eyes and throat burning painfully, he managed to utter a "goodbye" to Barty.
Luckily, Voldemort seemed enraptured in talking to the Malfoy kid, so he did not seemed to have noticed Vincent's accident.
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 20, 2006 14:40:47 GMT -5
Draco
Draco shifted uncomfortably when he saw the hastiness to which Barty Jr. was leaving. Afraid that he had already offended a Death Eater when the Dark Lord had just stated that he didn't want any strife, he forced a smile. It was a Malfoy smile..more sneer than an authentic smile.
"Goodbye Barty. It was indeed a pleaseure to make your acquaintance."
After Barty had disappeared up the floo, he saw that the Dark Lord was speaking to him again. He felt somewhat foolish when he realized that Voldemort was correct..he could have read anything he wanted. Draco felt his face flush momentarily, before responding.
"Of course, my Lord..I would be honored to spend time with you. " Draco knew that he should tell the truth before he made any further stupid blunders.
"My Lord, if I may be so bold I would like to get something off my chest. If I say something stupid, or if I am ignorant in my responses, could you please forgive me? My father has spoken of you, of course, and I have nothing but the utmost respect for you. However, I do not know the sort of things that..how do I say this properly..tick you off." He closed his eyes, hoping that the Dark Lord would not get angry at him.
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Post by Laurasia on Jul 21, 2006 11:58:51 GMT -5
Lord Voldemort
Voldemort couldn't help but laugh as Draco tried to explain is predicament regarding his own moods. "Oh my dear young Draco!" he cried out & then hugged the boy's frame briefly. "I can only imagine the things that your father has said regarding my...moodswings." He looked over at Vincent senior & laughed once more.
"Let's just say that your father has an uncanny knack for irritating me. I must say that being so honest with me right from the start was a very good thing in my eyes. So...you needn't worry for now. I know that you're young & I do take such things into consideration when speaking with young people such as yourself. I can also guess as to just how much proper information you have been given regarding me & my followers. And for that reason I will be talking with you father about your impending training," he said while watching the boys face for his reaction before taking another drink from his glass of fire whiskey.
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 21, 2006 14:31:27 GMT -5
Draco could not contain his surprise as the Dark Lord..THE Dark Lord leaned over and hugged him. I wonder if that was a mood swing?? he thought. Most of all, however, he was just thankful that Voldemort did not get angry..and that Draco had impressed him by telling the truth. Well, that is one thing that I know about him now.
As he listened to Voldemort discuss his father's ability to anger him, Draco barely contained the smile that tried to cross his face. For some reason, he was very much enjoying being told that his father was not the "best Death Eater" that he tried portraying to him. Draco found it very amusing indeed. Just then he heard the Dark Lord mention talking to his father about his training. For a moment, he felt a twinge of fear..What if my father says that I am not ready? What if he convinces the Dark Lord that I am still to immature to undertake the training?? However, as soon as these thoughts began to cross his mind, he pushed them away. Voldemort was the strongest Wizard in the world. If anyone could see through his father's whining, it was him.
He smiled up at Voldemort. "Thank you, my Lord. I hope that my father will allow me to start training immediately."
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Post by Laurasia on Jul 22, 2006 14:16:26 GMT -5
Voldemort watched as worries ran across Draco's mind. When the boy finally did relax a bit & speak up he couldn't help but pat his hand reassuringly. "Don't worry about what your father thinks. His opinion doesn't matter...only mine does. Especially in regards to your training as Death Eater. What do I have to fear from your father? I could take you with me right now & never return you to him. What is he going to do about it? Report me to the Ministry? I'd welcome the momentary diversion. If I decide that you are ready to start training immediately & he disagrees, he will do what he has to do...Smile, agree to my face, & then go home & whine about it to anyone who will listen."
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 22, 2006 16:01:26 GMT -5
Realizing that the Dark Lord had indeed read his thoughts, Draco smiled sheepishly.
As soon as the Dark Lord had uttered these words, Draco felt a mixture of curiosity and fear. He wondered what it would be like to live with as well as be taught by the greatest Wizard in the world. However at the same time, he realized that he would miss his parents terribly, mo matter how much they angered him.
Before he could stop himself, Draco laughed out loud at the visual. Indeed, the Dark Lord did seem to know his father very well..that is exactly what Lucius Malfoy would do. He straightened up further in his chair.
"You are right my Lord, of course. My father would do just that. I will be waiting eagerly for the day that my training begins."
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 22, 2006 16:07:28 GMT -5
Vincent Sr.
After Barty Jr. had departed, he found that there was nothing else to do but to listen to the conversation between Draco Malfoy and the Dark Lord. In hearing their discussion regarding Draco's training, Vincent supressed a snort. Lucius Malfoy had done very well..in fact..exceptionally well in the apprentice period before he was branded with the Dark Mark, and he still turned out to be a coward. Looking at the Dark Lord out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but think..The Dark Lord had made a mistake in choosing his "prized pupil" before. Clearly, even Voldemort made mistakes. He wiped the thought quickly from his mind, lest the Dark Lord decide to read his thoughts.
Deciding that he should not eavesdrop any further (not make it obvious, actually), he snapped his fingers to summon the House Elf. It appeared at his side instantly.
"I would like another glass of wine. " He glanced to the two still talking. "Excuse me, my Lord. Would yourself or Draco like a refill on your drinks?"
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Post by Laurasia on Jul 23, 2006 17:26:19 GMT -5
Lord Voldemort
Voldemort laughed openly with Draco regarding Lucius. "I am glad to see that you have been able to see your father through less than rose-colored lenses during your adolescence. It will serve you well to not delude yourself about those around you." Just then Vincent Sr asked if either of them wanted a refill of their drinks.
Looking at his half-full glass Voldemort nodded that he would. "In fact, if it's not too much trouble I would love to have a pumpkin pasty...it has been awhile," he stated with an oddly child-like grin. He then turned towards Draco & asked "Would you like anything Draco?"
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 24, 2006 10:28:41 GMT -5
Draco could not help but be slightly appreciative when Crabbe's father briefly interrupted their conversation. It wasn't that he was not enjoying talking with the Dark Lord..he considered it a honor. It was just those eyes..the Dark Lord could stare through a void with his eyes. And his eyes never left Draco's face while he was speaking to him. Draco felt naked under the intense scrutiny of those eyes.
"Yes, a pumpkin pasty would be nice. Also, a firewhiskey."
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Post by Brandybuck on Jul 24, 2006 10:36:37 GMT -5
Vincent Sr.
He almost snickered at the relieved look in Draco Malfoy's eyes. I know what you are feeling right now, kid. he thought to himself. The Dark Lord certainly made a strong impression. He turned to the house elf.
"What are you waiting for? You heard them..go and fetch it immediately." He waved his hand dismissively. Feeling a tap on his shoulder, he slightly jumped. He saw that his wife had slowly approached him, not making a sound. "What, Isabella?"
Isabella smiled at him. When she spoke she kept her voice in a whisper. She knew that the Dark Lord would have no problem overhearing..she just did not want the Malfoy boy to hear. "I hope that I have not disturbed you, but I thought that you should know that Lucius Malfoy's eagle owl just came into the bedroom window. I took the liberty of reading the letter, and it seems as though "you and him need to discuss certain matters." to quote him."
Vincent could tell that Isabella was enjoying this immensely. He looked to the Dark Lord. "My Lord, may I speak with you in private? Something important has just come to my attention."
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Post by Laurasia on Jul 24, 2006 12:58:34 GMT -5
Lord Voldemort
He couldn't help but look over at the boy when he asked for a fire whiskey. After a second his somewhat-shocked face dissolved into a laughing smile. Suddenly he became aware that someone else had entered the room. He watched out of the corner of his eye as Isabella approached her husband. "So Lucius is upset," he thought to himself amusedly. He looked up at Vincent with a cordial expression "Of course, Vincent. Draco please excuse us for a moment."
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