June 4th, 1992, Malfoy manor, Wiltshire.
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Lucius smirked as he twirled the glass of scotch in his hand. His life was nearly perfect, he had a loving wife, a charming son, a powerful reputation, more galleons than he could ever spend and too top it all off his Lord would be returning, and this time they would be triumphant.
"You know you look like you're about to start randomly cackling when you pull that face."
He just needed to train Black in how to act like an adult.
"Really Sirius, are you behaving like an adult?"
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Sirius just grinned and downed his glass of scotch, "only around you Lucy dear,"
Remus snorted at their interaction, to outsiders it would look like the two men didn't get along, but he could see the sparks of amusement in their eyes and smell the fondness they held for each other.
Before Lucius could respond the floo sparked and out of the green flames Severus emerged.
Seeing the scowling potions master Sirius grinned, snapping his fingers he summoned an elf and got Severus a glass.
Taking the glass Severus took a large gulp before seating himself.
"Is there a reason for this get together, or did you simply summon me to cut into the precious few hours a week I get free of the snivelling dunderheads?" Sirius snorted at the acidic tone before sending the potions master a wink, "why Sev, one would think that you don't enjoy shaping the minds of our children,"
"I don't."
Before their banter could continue Lucius interrupted, "as much as I enjoy listening Severus bemoaning the tragedy that is a teacher's life, I do want to know what is happening about our lords return,"
Sirius rolled his eyes slightly, "your Lord, not mine,"
"Sirius," Lucius said. Holding his hands up Sirius continued, "I'm just saying, he's your Lord not mine. I've not got one of your dandy little tattoos."
"Black," Severus warned.
"Sorry, sorry." Sirius said seeing that both marked supporters looked ready to hex him, "as long as nothing goes wrong during the last ritual, then your Lord is going to return on the Summer Solstice."
Lucius let out a breath he hadn't even realised he was holding. "What are your plans for after his return?"
"I'm not too sure, I will need to talk to Harry. Its for him that I'm doing this," Sirius said, "I swore to Harry that I would help him, so that means I'll probably have to join the tattoo club,"
Severus scowled, "not necessarily. If the Dark Lords sanity is indeed returned then he would probably allow you to support him without taking his mark, you are after all his soulmates father."
Sirius sent the man a grin, "look at you being all optimistic,"
"Shut it, mutt."
Remus smirked, he could practically see the attraction between the two men. "Like Sirius I've sworn to help Harry, and will follow his lead." "Admirable sentiments." Lucius said, "has Harrison shared any of his plans with you yet about the summer?"
"I know that he wants to perform the final ritual alone. He wants to see if it has worked properly and I know that he has a few issues to work out with Tom."
"Yes, I do image that he has many things that he needs to discuss with my lord,"
Sirius snorted, "that's an understatement if I ever heard one Lucy. I also know that Harry is planning on using his friendship with the goblins to help smooth over toms transition back in to society."
Glaring at the name Lucius shot the man a look that promised retribution, "I kn ow I have already offered but, if you at any point need my aid don't hesitate to ask."
Sirius nodded and sent the other lord a grateful smile, "I will, but honestly its Harry who's planning everything. I'm just a glorified babysitter who's not really needed."
Lucius shook his head but didn't comment, "Now in other news, Severus, how is Dumbledore faring?"
Severus allowed his usual sneer to turn vicious, "it would seem the old fool is suffering for continuous migraines. Not even my potions can help relieve him from the pain,"
Sirius barked out a laugh, drowning out Remus's quiet chuckles.
"Good, hopefully that will keep the old goat off my back."
"Oh?"
"He wants Harry back under his control, not that he's ever been under his control. He thinks the only way to do this is to have me offed," Sirius said, shocking the two men
"How do you know this?" Lucius asked, surprised at how casually Sirius spoke about the old man's plots.
"Phineas Nigellus black." Sirius said proudly. Looks of mutual understanding bloomed on the two Slytherins faces, "he spies on Dumbledore for you?" Severus asked.
"Yup," Sirius said, popping the p. "It's quite amusing how much he loathes the old man. I think it's because he's so fond of Harry, it's hilarious how he's managed to charm everybody, even my mother's portrait like him."
"Are you not concerned for your safety?" Severus asked, he couldn't fathom Blacks attitude. If Dumbledore was actively trying to see him dead, he would not be so blasé.
"His current plan is not so imminent or dangerous." Remus explained, trying to put their worries to rest.
"What does this plan entail?"
"He wants to plant a copy of "Mortem Magicae," in Harrys trunk."
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