𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Ch 122 - Reunited

"I see..." Lucius said slowly to Dumbledore.

"A clever plan," Dumbledore said in a level voice.

He continued to stare at Lucius, "Because if Harry here," Lucius shot Harry a swift, but noticeable look.

“Lucifer here,” Older Malfoy shot him a swift look as well, "and their friend Ron hadn't discovered this book, why - Ginny Weasley might have taken all the blame. No one would ever have been able to prove she wasn't acting of her own free will..."

Lucius said nothing, his face suddenly became masklike.

"And imagine," Dumbledore continued, "what might have happened then... The Weasley's are one our most prominent pure-blood families. Imagine the effect on Arthur Weasley and his Muggle Protection Act, if his own daughter was discovered attacking and killing Muggleborns... Very fortunate the diary was discovered, and Riddle's memories wiped from it. Who knows what the consequences might have been otherwise?"

Lucius practically had to force himself to speak, "Very fortunate indeed," he said stiffly.

"And do you want to know where she got the Diary from, Lucius?" At this time, Lucifer suddenly spoke up.

"You will show me respect, boy-"

"You have done nothing to earn that respect," Lucifer said in a calm voice, cutting him off, "She got the Diary out of her cauldron after it was given to her back at Diagon Alley before the year started. It was given to her... by you, Lucius," Harry was nodding in agreement and Dumbledore was eyeing him.

“When you were insulting the  Weasley's for having to buy Second-Hand school supplies, you took a book out of her Cauldron. And, when you put it back, the Diary went along with it," he eyed Lucius for a moment.

“I'm right, aren't I?”

Lucius clenched and unclenched his hands, "I want you to prove it."

"Oh, that's quite impossible. No one will be able to do that," Dumbledore said quickly, smiling at the boy, "Not now that Riddle has vanished from the book. On the other hand, I would advise you, Lucius, not to go giving out anymore of Lord Voldemort's old school things. If any more of them find their way into innocent hands, I think Arthur Weasley, for one, will make sure they are traced back to you..."

Lucius Malfoy stood for a moment, as though thinking of doing some brash, when he turned to his House Elf, "We're going, Dobby!"

He wrenched open the door as the elf came hurrying up behind him, he kicked him right through it.

Lucifer's anger flared for a moment; his mind made up, he would definitely be looking into House Elves over the summer, if he had the time.

Suddenly, Harry spoke, "Professor Dumbledore?" He said hurriedly, "Can I give that Diary back to Mr. Malfoy, please?"

"Certainly, Harry, just don't dawdle too long," Dumbledore said calmly.

Harry then grabbed it and ran out, Dumbledore then turned to Lucifer, "I believe we have a fair bit to talk about..."

"I believe we do, sir," Lucifer went and sat down in front of the Headmaster.

"So, Harry told me that Riddle was surprised when you were alive?" Dumbledore asked him.

"Yes, sir... when we figured out where the entrance to the Chamber was, I ran back down there to try and find a way to open it. I ran into Ginny, she wasn't herself, controlled by Riddle... she aimed her wand at me and said... 'Avada Kedavra'," Dumbledore's eyes widened at that.

“It wasn't of her own volition, so she shouldn't be punished... but I raised my hand and... this may sound  ridiculous to you... but I just grabbed the spell out of midair... closed my fist around it, and was blasted back into the wall. I guess Riddle thought I was dead at that moment and took me down into the Chamber to be feasted on by the Basilisk," Lucifer looked over at Fawkes, who was resting nearby, “I only woke up moments before Fawkes arrived to help.”