Harry Potter and The Shadowed Light

A baby Dark Lord in the making

Previously

Lucius couldn't help but want to protest, to protect his son.

"Trust me Lucius, I will protect Draco..." Harry said with conviction, and he would, Draco was his, he along with the twins, Blaise, Pansy and Luna, they were all his and he would protect them.

"...Draco will find out. Marvolo will be in your home. Draco will need to know, and I trust that he will be able to deal with this news."

Lucius nodded, he believed his Little Lord, but he couldn't help but ask "how can you be so sure?"

"I know because he is already expecting it. I told them about my plans before we broke up for the summer," Harry said, shocking Lucius but not Marvolo who knew this from Harrison telling him everything he had missed.

"My son already knew of our plans?"

"I trust him Lucius," Harrison said, "he is one of mine."

Lucius nodded, he couldn't help but think of what that meant though.

Marvolo however was fighting to keep his glee hidden, for all his mate claimed to not want to stand by his side and rule as equals, he didn't seem to mind building his own inner circle.

"Very well my lord." He agreed, not noticing the smugness that doubled inside the dark lord or the exasperated look Harrison shot his self-satisfied mate.

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Draco watched as his father returned with suspicion, he looked conflicted, which was shocking in itself as his father usually hid his darker emotions from them, not wanting to burden them with his troubles. Everybody assumed that Slytherins, Malfoys in particular, were emotionless. That wasn't true, they felt, perhaps more so than most, they just knew the power emotions had and knew better than to wear theirs out in the open for all to see and manipulate.

"Father?" he called out hesitantly.

Hearing his son Lucius allowed a small smile to show on his face, "Draco," he greeted.

"Are you okay father?"

Lucius felt his smile soften; his son was trusted by his young lord; he already held a position of power and he didn't even know it, however such power came with many difficulties, opposition and jealousy. Yet, at the same time he was still his son, yes, he was spoilt, Lucius wasn't blind to that, but he was still his son, innocent and fundamentally good therefore Lucius was torn looking at his child, he was proud but wary.

"Yes Draco, I am fine. I just have some arrangements to make. We're going to have a guest staying with us for a while."

Draco narrowed his eyes, "a guest?"

"Yes, somebody very important."

"Who is this guest father?"

"Somebody you haven't met yet, Marvolo Salazar Gaunt. He's a close friend to Harrison," Lucius said, hinting but not saying the truth. However, he didn't need to, he watched as Draco's eyes grew wide before he masked it. He knew Harrison would share the details or at least what details he wanted to share with Draco at a later date, so he felt no need to provide his son with any more information, Plausible deniability was after all one's ally.

"I see, so Harrison's plans for his... friend worked out then?"

"They did," Lucius confirmed.

"What's this about a guest Lucius?" came a soft feminine voice.

Turing Lucius smiled at his wife, "come my love, I have news to share," he said, offering her his arm.