Disclaimer: these characters are not mine.
It was a cloudy, snowy day at Malfoy Manor. Draco (age 11) had just come home from Hogwarts for Christmas break and was building snow dragons outside. Lucius had just finished baking a batch of chocolate and peppermint cookies. He started chopping tomatoes to make spaghetti sauce.
Narcissa entered the large kitchen. She leaned over Lucius's shoulder and asked, "What are you making?"
"I found this recipe for spaghetti sauce and I wanted to try it," Lucius answered.
"Nice!" Narcissa said. "I'll call Draco in and we'll get cleaned up. How long do you think it will be before it's ready?"
"I don't know! Don't rush me!" Lucius said with an attitude. He was very passionate with food.
"Draco!" Lucius yelled. "Come take these plates to the table!"
"Coming, Father!" Draco yelled back. Minutes had passed and Draco still hadn't taken the plates.
"Dra-" Lucius was interrupted by the kitchen door opening.
"I'm sorry, Father. Our house is just so large. I was running and it took me that long," Draco said as he took the plates into the dining room.
When dinner was done, Lucius put the spaghetti under a metal dome and placed it on the table. "I couldn't trust you with this, Draco. You're just too clumsy."
They all silently ate their salads. When they were finished, Lucius stood up and said, "I present you with..." He took out his wand and flicked it and angel voices filled the air with music. With a great flourish he grabbed the dome and pulled it of yelling, "SPAGHETTI!"
Lucius pranced around the table scooping spaghetti on their plates.
They all tasted it. "So...What do you think?" Lucius asked.
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Lucius Malfoy: Master Chef
FanfictionCharacters are not mine. They are JK Rowling's.