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Rain pounded down, the echoing sound rumbled through the halls of Azkaban, some of the already disturbed patients screamed at the continuous sound. Guards shouted at the inmates to be silent sending stunning charms to those who couldn't control themselves. In the midst of all this chaos one inmate was silent. Sitting in the corner of his private cell, Lucius Malfoy waited patiently, his silver eyes burning with determination to be free.

Saruman the White Wizard was searching for dark souls to help him in his quest for his Dark Lord Sauron. He found a perfect candidate. The man was sitting in a dingy cell but he stood out starkly against the dreary darkness. His hair was perfectly long and straight, an almost inhuman shade of blond. Looking into him Saruman found that he was a Dark Wizard thirsting for freedom. He smiled as he closed his eyes and concentrated his energy; he needed to meet this Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius did not stir as the white wizard appeared before him, he narrowed his eyes as he calculated the man's worth and threat before him. He slowly straightened and looked regally at the wizard, not saying anything so as to not arouse the attention of the guards.

Saruman was impressed with the man sitting before him. He was trapped and deprived of his power and position yet he was still every inch the regal aristocrat that he was. Saruman smiled slowly and said "I have a proposition that might interest you."

Lucius had waited for the Dark Lord to free him, but when it did not come he knew well enough what that said about the Dark Lord's opinion of him. So when the wizard in white spoke about a proposition he was all ears. "Very well, I'm listening."

The exchange happened quietly without drawing the attention of either the guards or other prisoners. The White Wizard Saruman put forth that he was in need of a man of Lucius's abilities. Someone who would be able to infiltrate what would become the 'Fellowship of the Ring' and ensure that their quest was not successful. Lucius in turn for his services would be granted his freedom from Azkaban and his former master and a powerful position in the new world order; and thus new ties were formed.

Saruman brought Lucius to the outside border of Rivendell before giving his instructions to the Dark Wizard once more. "Gandalf will have told them to come to the elves, but they will not arrive for awhile yet. Go to Rivendell and present yourself as a half elf wizard seeking safety they will welcome you. Then you must get close to Elrond; gain his trust, with that you will then have a chance to become part of the Fellowship."

Lucius nodded "I understand." He wrapped his cloak tightly around himself, his new master giving him fitting clothes for this world, as he headed towards the Elvin City. As he ventured forth he pulled back the sleeve on his arm and looked down at his pale skin. The dark mark was gone in its place was the white hand of Saruman, but none would be able to see it but him or unless he willed it. He smirked coldly as he continued forward with his mission.

At first Elrond had not been willing to trust this strange 'half elf' that had somehow found his way to Rivendell. However, after spending some time around the charming and charismatic Lucius his guard slowly began to lower.

Lucius thought that he was doing a splendid job, as any good leader Elrond had been a bit suspicious when he had first met Lucius. But slowly over time he began to accept him and show him the ways of being an elf and in return Lucius shared some of his magical ability, biding his time in wait for those who would be the fellowship.

Several weeks after Lucius's arrival to Rivendell he was having a pleasant conversation with Elrond and the recently arrived Gandalf when the elf suddenly went still. He got up and looked out the window. "Arwen is coming… she has called on the people's power to protect her…" Elrond's face became shuttered and he called for a room and healing supplies to be gathered. Gandalf was at his side immediately, in their haste, no one had noticed the small smile that had appeared on Lucius's face.

A few hours later Arwen, Elrond's daughter, brought with her a hobbit that was in grave danger. Immediately Elrond took them to the prepared room and began to heal the Halfling. The instant Lucius had seen the small body he could sense the power of the ring. He offered his aid in healing the hobbit, wondering when the others would arrive.

When it became sure that the Halfling would survive Lucius kept a low profile. He had helped in healing the hobbit once again ensuring that both Gandalf and Elrond would trust him. He, however, wanted to remain unobserved for a little while as he watched those who had arrived after. More hobbits and a man had come. He knew that this would not be the entire Fellowship and waited patiently for the rest.

Finally the time came that Lucius had been waiting for. He was quietly reading a book when Gandalf and Elrond began talking about what would happen to the ring. Lucius smiled and continued to look at his book, but he was all ears to the conversation that was at hand.

It was decided that the Ring could not stay in Rivendell, and so a council was called. Elrond only debated with himself a little before inviting Lucius to attend. He thought it only fair that the half elf that had helped them so much had a right to help decide the fate of the ring.

The night before the council was held Lucius was watching those who had come. He was certain that the Ranger, who had stayed by Frodo's side for so long, would become part of the Fellowship. He knew as well that the Halflings would be as well. He looked over the men, dwarves, and elves that had come and made some guesses on who would go on the adventure. One person in particular caught his eye.

An elf that seemed to be close to Aragorn the Ranger.

The elf had long white blond hair that was the same as his own though not as long or thick. The elf seemed to be so young in his face but Lucius knew that he had been living for a long time now. He watched the interactions between Aragon and the elf. He calculated that the elf would become one of the Fellowship and possibly, his cover as well.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old…you've been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands on the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this one fate, this one doom…Bring forth the Ring Frodo." Elrond finished his speech as the threat to all was brought before them.

Lucius was seated between the men and the elves. Many strange looks had been given to him but he ignored them all. He felt his wand in his holster on his arm and smiled slowly. They had no idea what they were really dealing with and that suited him just fine. He was in Slytherin after all. All eyes were on the Ring as it was presented to them. Lucius was looking away, instead looking at those around him subtly to see their reactions. He used a little Legilimency to help him see what the people around him were really thinking and feeling.

The first to speak clearly after the Ring was presented was Boromir who said "It is a gift…A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this Ring?" These statements brought looks of disbelief from those seated in the council. "Long has my father the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy; let us use it against him!"

Lucius could easily read this man, he thought of nothing but the glory of himself, his family, and his country. He didn't care about this evil ring or the fate that was falling on Middle Earth. Lucius knew that he was only using these statements to cover his true intentions. Boromir would be a very useful weak link in the chain of the Fellowship.

Aragorn spoke up "You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Lucius was interested in this Aragorn, it seemed that both his intentions and meanings were pure. He smirked and looked back at to see what the man's reaction would be.

"And what would a Ranger know of this matter?" He said with condescending, not realizing who he was really talking to. Lucius was taken surprise watching this little fight when Legolas stood up his eyes bright with anger.

Legolas stood up challengingly at and said "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragon, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance." Lucius was impressed, by the looks of the elf he was too gentle to speak so coldly. But here he was, challenging the man with almost Slytherin perception. Lucius smiled; if Legolas was one of the Fellowship then he could use this mixture of innocence and knowledge against them.

It was revealed to all who Aragon really was, there was a coldness between the two men as he hissed out "Gondor has no King, Gondor needs no King."

"Aragorn is right, we cannot use it." Gandalf said trying to bring the conversation back to the matter at hand.

Elrond agreed and stood resuming control of the council "You have only one choice…The ring must be destroyed." Gimli tried to destroy the ring, destroying his axe instead and Elrond clarified what he had said. "The Ring cannot be destroyed by any craft that we here wield. It was made in the fires of Mount Doom, and only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came. One of you... must do this."

Shortly after this statement the arguments that had been laying in wait finally were spoken and the council dissolved into shouting and yelling. Lucius remained sitting and watched on with amusement. Which was something that did not go unnoticed by Gandalf.

Finally Frodo came forward, speaking up so that the council could hear him "I will take it…I will take it! I will take the Ring to Mordor." Here Frodo's voice became softer as he admitted "Though…I do not know the way…" As those of the council looked down at this little Hobbit who was offering to undertake the most treacherous mission of their time. The Halfling's bravery touched some of their hearts.

Gandalf was the first to come forward "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. So long as it is yours to bear.

Aragon stood next and came to Frodo's side his eyes shining with respect "If by my life or death I can protect you…I will." Coming across to take Frodo's hand and knell before him he finished his vow "You have my sword."

Legolas seeing his friend willing to join this adventure came forward and said gently "And you have my bow."

Gimli not one to be outdone by an elf also joined in "And my axe."

Boromir also joined in and said "You carry the fates of us all little one… if this is indeed the will of the council…then Gondor will see it done."

Lucius stood as well; partly to the surprise of both Elrond and Gandalf "Though I am new to this world its fate concerns me as well." He drawled before smiling and saying "You have my wand." Lucius went to stand next to Legolas smirking. He had joined the Fellowship, now he just needed to 'win' them over.

The Hobbits soon joined as in as well. Revealing that even though Hobbits were considered Halflings, if they were determined nothing could stop them. And thus Elrond named them The Fellowship of the Ring.

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