Dark Repercussions

Chapter 12

Lucius Malfoy apperated straight home after the meeting, Master Sang Lys' warning ringing in his ears, he went directly to his study and took a large drink of firewhisky. What on earth was his son thinking, Lucius thought frustrated, there was absolutely nothing he could do to protect his son from the assassin's wrath, and he hated himself for it.

The assassin was untouchable, not only would he have to go through the entire team and Sang Lys himself, Lucius knew that their Lord would allow nothing to harm the assassin; he valued him too much. The Malfoy Lord slammed his glass down in anger. Why would his son do something like this? Summoning a house elf he ordered it to fetch his son and he sat behind his desk running a tense hand through his hair, he realised he was starting to shake and after a few moments there was a sharp knock on a door.

"Enter," He called and Draco pushed open the door.

"You asked for me, father?"

"Take a seat, Draco." Lucius ordered tersely, Draco hurried to comply, he wondered what had happened and he hoped it wasn't anything bad; he hadn't seen his father like this in months.

"What is it, father?" Draco asked his father.

"I have just come with from a meeting with the Dark Lord." Lucius began and Draco nodded, his mind working furiously as to why that involved him. He wasn't due to be initiated until the Yule holidays, and he didn't think he had done anything to warrant an early initiation.

"Yes,"

"And Master Sang Lys." Lucius continued almost casually, Draco paled at that. "I see you understand." Lucius tone became clipped.

"Father I-," Draco began but he was cut off.

"What in Merlin's name possessed you to anger the assassin?" Lucius raged as he began pacing in front of the fire place.

"You don't understand Father, it's not right what he's doing." Draco exclaimed, "The things he does, he has not right to-," He found himself unable to speak any further and mentally cursed.

"Well?"

"I can't speak he placed a secrecy ward around us but what he's doing is not fair, he's marked certain people and he owns them." Draco got this out with difficulty, Lucius got a look of longing in his eye, the assassin may still be in school but Malfoy's went for power regardless of age, he shook his head.

"So you decided to touch what he marked, Draco use your common sense, you know how possessive the assassin is even in just the rumours." Lucius snapped before releasing a sigh and flopping down in a very unMalfoy-like manor.

"Yes, but for him to do what he is doing. It's worse than Aunt Bella's torture. At least she breaks them honestly." Draco hissed furiously,

"You don't understand what he is capable of, Dray." Lucius muttered rubbing his temples, Draco looked up at his childhood nickname, his father hadn't called him that in years.

"What can he do to me? My initiation is in a week and then I'll be a DE." Draco shrugged but Lucius shook his head.

"Sang Lys is the Lords favourite, he is more favoured than Bella. If he wants to attack DE's he is allowed, look at Severus, he now belongs to Vilkas." Lucius ran his hands through his hair again, he needed Draco to understand. "To go against the assassin is to go against everything, if the assassin wants something he takes it reguardless of the consequences, and there are usually none because no one would challenge him. Even our Lord is weary to anger him. The last thing we need is the assassin to turn on us. We would not survive. He has eyes and ears everywhere and more power than any other; except our Lord. If Sang Lys were to turn on us, there would be nothing left; we would all perish."