The Son of Lord Voldemort

Chapter 121

The girl's smooth stomach glinted with a thin sheen of sweat as her hips swung from side to side. A tiny green and black plaid skirt clung to her hips and barely covered her firm ass. She reached one hand behind her back and then leaned forward, her green lace bra falling to the ground. A scrawny man watched as she ran her hands up her stomach before twisting them through the air as though she was twirling something.

"Did you hear a word I said?" Lucius drawled. He gave the girl, who looked a day over eighteen a disdainful look, before sneering at the man. "If you are going to insist on meeting at such a place, the least you can do is ensure my time here is kept to a minimum."

Lucius looked around the small room and felt the urge to burn the place to the ground. Surely such a place was riddled with disease and other muggle filth.

"I'm listening," the man said murmured. "You'll kill me if I'm wasting your time, blah blah blah." The man licked his lips as the girl bent over, her eyelashes fluttering.

Lucius' eyes narrowed. He had received an owl from Timothy, a pathetic little man who spent his days attempting to rip people off in Knockturn Alley, telling him that he had important information for the Dark Lord in regard to Sirius Black. Lucius had been skeptical to say the least, but Timothy had given him true information in the past, so he had to look into it.

"Timothy," Lucius said coolly. A threat issued with each syllable.

"Ok, ok," Timothy pulled his gaze away from the girl. He licked his cracked lips.

The girl continued to dance, a bored look in her eyes, her body moving mechanically.

"I was in Knockturn Alley this morning, working," Timothy said. Lucius rose a brow at his choice of words. "I overheard someone talking, Sirius Black."

"And?" Lucius asked, when Timothy had paused.

"Where's my payment?" Timothy asked.

Lucius' eyes narrowed. "If your information is of any importance to the Dark Lord you will receive a fair payment. However," he said slowly, "if you are wasting my time…"

Lucius saw the girl out of the corner of his eye, she had frowned at the mention of the Dark Lord, and her dancing slowed. Lucius glanced at her and she jumped before dancing again, this time at a much quicker pace.

"I wouldn't dream of wasting your time!" Timothy said, his eyes shifting from side to side. The words tumbled out of his mouth. "Sirius Black was there and he was talking to some man, I couldn't make out the guys face, because I never saw him from the front, but Sirius was looking around, obviously he didn't want anyone to see him there."

"Obviously," Lucius drawled. "And you were not seen, how?" His eyes were narrowed.

"I bought an invisibility cloak off old Mundungus Fletcher," Timothy said. Lucius felt a wave of revulsion at the mention of Mundungus. "Anyways, I couldn't hear much of what they said," he went on quickly when Lucius' hand twitched, "but i did make out a name." He frowned, as if he couldn't believe what he'd heard. "Sirius Black said a name I haven't heard in a long time, not since…"

"What was the name?" Lucius said, his patience was wearing thin.

"Harry Potter," Timothy said.

Lucius froze. Sirius Black knew that Harry was alive. It was only a matter of time before Sirius was led to Harrison. The mutt would never give up. Voldemort was going to go on a rampage. Lucius smoothed out his features. He pulled out a small silk bag from his cloak and tossed it to Timothy, a clink sounding.

Timothy smiled, showing a missing tooth, as he greedily opened the bag. His eyes as wide as galleons. He stood and bowed mockingly. Lucius' mind was racing too fast to care and he waved Timothy away.

"Hey!" The girl shouted, as Timothy opened the door to leave. "You didn't pay me."

Lucius turned cold eyes to the girl. He pulled out his wand and the girl looked at him in confusion. "Avada Kedavra!" A green light filled the room and the girl slumped to the ground, her eyes wide.

"I liked that one," Timothy sighed. He walked out muttering, "Such a pretty little muggle."

Lucius disapparated on the spot.

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Tom stared at Lucius, the blonde man attempting to look at ease. Tom could understand why. With the news Lucius had just delivered, he no doubt thought that Tom would kill whoever got in his way. It's true, he wasn't happy with the news, but it wasn't the end of the world. In fact, he had always known that one day the truth would come out. If Sirius Black found out the truth and told Dumbledore, he knew just how to deal with it.

"Lucius," Tom said. "I will summon Severus, then tell you both the roles you will be playing should Harrison's identity be revealed."