Crimson Ink

Rat in the Works

Lucius bolted down the steps from his study when he heard a scream, "Narcissa, what's wrong- ..." His eyes narrowed as a slew of bumbling Aurors suddenly exploded into his home. "What the hell are you doing?!" The Malfoy family head demanded as the Aurors began ransacking the mansion.

"We are here on official business, Mr. Malfoy." The Auror leading this troop smirked "SEARCH EVERYWHERE! TAKE EVERYTHING THAT HAS ANY MAGIC AND WE'LL SEE WHAT'S DARK MAGIC LATER!" He ordered his men before casting Lucius a smug smirk. The Malfoy didn't show it, but he was worried and so was his wife. After all, they did possess some dark items. Most weren't important and can be explained away except for one. A diary Tom gave him years before the man started truly going insane and became the Dark Lord everyone knows of today ...

A child's cry was heard and the boom of an Auror going flying across the room ...

"DRACO!" Lucius and Narcissa bolted up the stairs where they saw their house elf Dobby standing between their six, nearly 7, year old son and the Aurors, who looked scared of the elf glaring at them.

Narcissa scooped up Draco, "Come here, honey. Everything will be fine shhhh it's ok." She said soothingly trying to cease her son's crying.

"What's the meaning of this?" The lead auror growled as he saw one of his men out cold on the ground.

"The problem with breaking into someone's home without warning, official business for the Ministry or not, is that there is no time to call off the house elves. Dobby was well within his rights with defending my son." Lucius smirked at the pissed off look on the lead Auror's face. "Now do you have any need for us?"

"No." The head Auror snarled.

"Then we'll be in the gazebo outside. Try not to destroy everything. Dobby would you have some snacks sent over there?" said Lucius as he guided his family down the stairs.

"Of course. Master Malfoy." Dobby said cheerily before shooting the Aurors a harsh glare making them all flinch except for the one out cold on the ground. The elf straightened his classy dark red and black uniform and pretended to brush away some fake dust before vanishing.

Lucius frowned as they passed the group of Aurors removing books, but his mood brightened a little when he saw one Auror removing his mother's portrait, (At least some good came of this ... I hope they won't return her.) He tapped Narcissa's shoulder drawing her attention and she grinned thinking the same thoughts as her husband.

"Mommy, why are they taking my toys?" whimpered Draco when he saw a box filled with his toys float by as they went outside.

Narcissa scowled, "Because they're idiots, honey. Don't worry they will be bringing them all back and more."

Both Narcissa and Lucius were deeply offended by that action. Do these people really think they would keep dark items in range of a child? Disgusting! Once they were in the gazebo Draco was set down to watch the three family owls who settled nearby because of the very rude Aurors crashing around the family owl roost.

"This isn't good." Lucius grumbled before using his wand to cast a silencing charm around himself and Narcissa. "They found his diary." He sighed as he saw Aurors ransacking his study. "They won't know right away, but once they take a close look they will."

"Damn ... this wouldn't be happening if Tom had just stuck to his original plans of trying to separate muggles from the wizarding world and create a place for muggle-born and abused magical children can go instead of becoming ... him." Both of them were loyal to Tom Riddle, but something happened. Something that turned Tom into Voldemort. "If only we did something ... what should we do?"