Prologue

Chapter one: An odd… Recruitment?

Lord Voldermort looked at the young man kneeling in front of him, he has been looking forward for this day for years, well maybe not years but sometime at least. "Lucius Malfoy" he said slowly very slowly he was being very polite but the older man knew he was so shy and scared. "Today you returned home for school after completing your final year at Hogwarts, is that correct?" The boy shook his head.

"No my lord I returned … late last night," the Dark lord did something rare, the dark lord smiled.

"That is good; you must be tired when do you get your NEWT results?" The boy looked at me,

"Not for a few weeks my lord, I am quite nervous." The dark lord moved closer to him.
"Of course you will be, but don't worry I know you studied hard I am sure your results will be good." He gave the young man a big smile which the scared young man returned. "You are probably wondering why I told your Father to bring you here; I know you can't come here on your own as you are not a death eater." The young man said nothing and kept his head down the elder man smiled a little and stroked the younger man's hair it was a short but the older man couldn't help but picture it long, he liked a lot. "Lucius your Father will be here soon, so we are only going to have a moment to talk." The 'evil' (through the dark lord didn't consider himself evil) dark lord circled the young man, "we haven't spoken in sometime since you were fifteen, are you still enjoying your flying? Did you're Father ever let you outside the manor again." The younger man blushed a little, the last time this particular young man saw the dark lord he was covered up to his neck in mud his short blonde hair also had black in it. When the younger man was walking into his Fathers and Mothers manor his brand new flying clothes were completely filthy as well as his broom which almost smashed, his Father told him not to go out and fly on that particular day because it looked like it was going to rain, and of course the young man did went flying and it poured rain and thunder and lightning, and it took a long time to get back and his Father was so upset, mad (and worried) so when the younger man came in filthy dirty his new broom quite damaged his Father pulled him over his knee something that hasn't happened since Lucius was seven years old, when the dark lord came in his Father was screaming if that ever happened again he wouldn't walk for a month. Safe to say the younger man was quite embarrassed by that incident.

"Yes my lord he did," the older man smiled and stroked his hair,
"I know you were punished a lot, but your Father only had your best interest at heart, a lot of people would be grateful for a father who loves you as much as he does." The younger man didn't say much, but the dark lord placed a hand on his shoulder, "I have a little proposition for you." The younger man looked up. "Would you be interest in doing some little errands for me, nothing scary you won't be killing or injuring just paper work I need someone who is good with numbers and I heard you got the highest mark on your arithmancy OWL exam for the entire school." The younger man looked at the older man and nodded smiling happily; he seemed to have exhaled a lot of air very quickly.

"Yes my lord I- I would consider it an honour." The younger man seemed a little more relaxed now,
"Good I was hoping you would say yes, well that is all for today Lucius ahh and I see your Father has joined us." And as soon as the Dark lord said that another very tall very blonde man walked through the door, anxiety twitching from his face. The Dark lord smiled a little at his right hand, this particular Malfoy has spent years talking down his sons achievement's to his boss, this is not because he wasn't proud but because he didn't want Lucius to become a death eater. He would rather his only child to become a bank manager or anything (and he really meant anything) else than a death eater, "Abraxas your son will be doing some numbers work for me, isint that nice?" The older man smiled as the Malfoy senior believed his son would be forced to take the dark mark but thankfully the dark lord didn't want that from the young Malfoy heir … but Abraxas Malfoy was not aware that the dark lord he have plans for his one and only son.

Plans that will really stress Malfoy senior out.