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REPOST: Request for RemingtonBranham; Lucius Malfoy

*Author's note*

This is a REPOST from my old Random oneshots book. This was requested to be reposted awhile back but life got in the way of me trying to search for this fic but I finally took the time to try and find this fic and here it is.  So to the person who wanted this back a LONG time ago I want to say thanks for being patient with me on this. To those that like Lucius fanfics, hope you enjoy re-reading (or if this is your first time seeing this) reading it :)

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His son had just started his years at Hogwarts. The Master of the manor, Lucius Malfoy could only pray that his son would not be a disappointment to the Malfoy name. Already he thought his son was an embarrassment to the family already for his egoistical arrogance and childish behavior and now—his thoughts were disturbed when a baby cry's was heard.

"Will someone please silence that child's crying? Dobby!" Soon the house elf Dobby came in and said.

"Yes master?"

"Find my daughter and silence her up! I can barely hear myself think!"

"But Dobby not strong enough to hold Mistress (y/n). Dobby might drop her".

"Are you questioning my demands?" sneered Lucius.

"No Master, Dobby was just—" He was then knocked to the ground by Lucius' cane. "Insolent pest, if you want something done you have to do it yourself". He then walked up the stairs and arrived in the nursery to see his 6 month old daughter in her crib screaming her head off. "Silence yourself girl!" He sneered down at his own daughter.

She looked up at her father and seemed to understand what her father was saying and her crying slowly ceased but her whimpers kept coming out.

"Well, at least you're more obedient than Draco was as a baby" he said. He looked down at his daughter for a brief moment before leaving her alone in the nursery once more.

A couple months passed and baby (y/n) was currently playing with some of her toys while Lucius was reading the papers and had gotten wind of his son getting detention on his first year. He growled lowly and muttered.

"Impudent brat, he's disgracing the Malfoy name. Getting detention, breaking curfew, in my days at Hogwarts I was the proud Malfoy on Hogwarts grounds, people worshipped the ground I walked upon, and anyone who didn't, suffered my judgement. Now Draco's destroying everything I ever have". (Y/n) babbled softly and Lucius looked down at her.

He watched as she banged around one of her blocks on top of another block babbling around, almost kind of like he did just a moment ago, her eyes narrowed downward almost like she was scolding someone. Lucius picked her up and said.

"Your brother will never understand the true manners of the Malfoy way, will he?" (Y/n) gurgled and babbled and Lucius couldn't help but let a smile come across his face. "Seems we've got something in common, don't we my little pet?" He felt her hand gently touch his jawline and he carried her off to the one place he had never let, not even his own son visit before, his own personal study to spend a little one and one Father-daughter time.

From that moment on, Lucius and (y/n) became a bit closer that day. Like at this moment, (y/n) was having herself a bit of a tantrum and Dobby was trying to calm the young mistress down so he wouldn't get into trouble.

"Oh, oh please mistress (y/n), please don't cry. Dobby is trying to—"

"Dobby!" Lucius' voice echoed through the hallways. He soon came storming into the room. "What have you done to her?!"

"Master, Dobby did not do anything wrong, Dobby was only trying to—" He was once again hit with Lucius' cane and he sneered down at him as he picked up his daughter.

"You dare talk back to me! Stay away from my daughter". He then walked away and he ended up back in the nursery. He gently placed his daughter in her crib and gently stroked her cheek which made her stop her crying and look up at him with teary eyes. "There, there, there now shhh, all will be well my pet. I am here, and no unpure thing will ever come near you, not while I'm around. You are a Malfoy, and I will raise you to be better than that foolish brother of yours".

He watched as his daughter began to fall asleep, he leaned forward and gently kissed the top of her head watched with proud eyes knowing that he was going to be more involved with molding the 'perfect Malfoy heir' and he was going to be damned sure that she wouldn't end up as arrogant or foolish as her older brother.