I stayed in Knockturn after Theopholus left, and completed my business in the Midnight Apothecary, (which nicely rebuilt itself completely, by the end of August) spoke with a contact, and borrowed an owl to contact Rookwood and Mulciber about when to put together another meeting.
( Lucius Malfoy And Theodore Nott )

I watch quietly from Borgin and Burkes as the people come and go from the Midnight Apothecary.
( Lucius Malfoy And Nott Sr )

"We need a way to communicate, when you are not around and I can't get to you in time," I sit down on the couch next to Cissa, who is once again involved with her book. "In case something comes up or something happens. Owls take their time."
( Read More )

I watch as the wizard before me sets up. I only know of his last name. Hipna.
( Problem Solved )

I tap my fingers on the table. Once again I am at the shadey tavern in Knockturn.
( Lucius Malfoy )

I glance at the letters that have been exchanged over the past couple weeks by Nott and I. It started when he owled me about Crabbe and Goyle. The two blundering idiots.


Lucius...

We have a problem with a Crabbe and Goyle.

I knew that. I overheard about them being sighted every now and then. Neither one of them were good at staying low.


I wrote back to him explaining I knew and I was working on something.

His response.

Rookwood has an idea.

So did I.

I needed to do something with Crabbe and Goyle before they got caught. And knowing them and their idiocy, they will. Rookwood, Nott, Mulciber and I have been hearing whispers of something going on with the Aurors. They couldn't figure out what it was, and Rookwood's contact was no longer an Auror, so we were stuck.

Crabbe and Goyle were with me during two of my... visits.

This was before Cissa told me of her contact that apparently would be able to help me gain my freedom.

I needed to take care of the situation with Crabbe and Goyle without magic. I needed to do something that couldn't be traced, or found out in case the Aurors got their hands on them.

So I made my own suggestion.

And the other responses?

Lucius? Are you sure? Rookwood says he knows someone capable of it. In fact so do I.

We just need to find the time to do this. And hopefully get it done before the two of them end up making a blunder that gets themselves arrested.

Indeed we do.

I sent them my own response. It will be taken care of.

And soon.

August 21, 1974

I stare at the small house in front of me. Shadowed by the trees, and of course disillusioned no one can see me, except perhaps the two with me. Bellatrix and another Death Eater, one that I have deigned to really speak to yet.
( Read More )

I have a headache.

There are not many shops in Magical London to choose from when it comes to baby shopping.

Three in all. Well four... but the fourth one is not adequate enough. It's wares are not befitting of a Malfoy child.

I look down at the brochures I procured from the other three shops.

At the moment I am eating at a small bistro in Sir Ree. L. Stick Alley. I pick up one brochure and look through it. After glancing at some of the wares, I just set it to the side. That one is inadequate as the other one.

"Would you like another glass, sir?"

I glance at the waiter and then turn back to the brochures. "Yes."

He pours some more wine in my glass and walks off. The other two brochures do not even come close to the tastes that Narcissa and I are used to, and since the shop that Narcissa used for Draco is no longer in business. (The owners were killed during the second war and the business destroyed... no one ever rebuilt) But these two are the only one far better in quality than the other two. I will bring these to her and have her go over and list what should be bought.

Of course to protect her reputation, I will have to do the shopping myself. Some things can be owl ordered and delivered, but there will be a few things that need to be purchased face to face. Which requires another drink of the Polyjuice. Speaking of..

I slip the flask from my pocket and take another drink. Then get rid of the taste by putting aside the brochures and finish eating my food.

I stand in the doorway, watching Cissa pour over her notes.
( Read On )

I dislike Polyjuice potion. It's disgusting.

But it has an advantage.
( Read More )