To get you into that holiday mood.

[rsadelle]

I thought that a Harry Potter refiguring of an Old Testament story would be an appropriate Christmas gift from me. If you think not, there's a slightly more traditional holiday story thataway. No, this post is not just an excuse for shameless self-promotion. That's just an added bonus.

"I see you have brought your son." The Dark Lord looked down at Lucius, in traditional Death Eater garb, and Draco, in his plainest black dress robes.

Lucius bowed his head. "As you requested, my lord."

"Ah, yes. Obedient to the core, aren't you?" Voldemort said dryly.

Lucius poured as much sincerity as he could into his voice. "I am always obedient to you, my lord."

"Very well," Voldemort said. "I have a task for you."

"As you say, my lord."

Voldemort's lips curved into a smile. "Very good." He gestured one of the other Death Eaters forward. Lucius thought he recognized Crabbe's bulk, but it might have been Goyle. They had always looked rather alike.

The Death Eater, already confirmed as a loyal servant, took Draco's arm and led him across the room to stand against a wall. Draco tried to figure out what was going on, but at a sharp look from his father, he subsided and did as he was told.

Voldemort waited until Draco was in place before turning back to Lucius. "I believe you know what to do."

Lucius solemnly bowed his head. He raised his wand and pointed it at Draco.

"Father. What are you--" Draco began to ask.

"Avada Kedavr--"

"Stupefy," Voldemort said, stopping Lucius before he could complete the curse. He gestured at Draco. "Come here."

Draco numbly moved across the room to stand at Voldemort's side.

Voldemort pointed his wand at Lucius again. "Ennervate."

"Thank you for your mercy, my lord," Lucius said, bowing to Voldemort.

"You have proven your obedience," Voldemort declared. "You may take your place in the circle. Your son may stand with you."

Draco stumbled a little as Voldemort pushed him forward. Lucius gripped his arm hard enough to bruise and pulled him back into the circle of Death Eaters. "Do not disgrace me," he ordered in a harsh whisper. Draco blinked back his tears and took his place at his father's side.

Comments

[arkane156.livejournal.com]

*snicker* Well, if I had a snotty little prat like Draco for a son, I'd want to Avada Kedavra him, too. Although I suppose if his dad weren't such an out-and-out bastard, he wouldn't be that way.

I hung in all the way thru FotR, because I kept thinking that sooner or later I'd start seeing what all the fuss was about, but sadly, it never happened. Even the Sam/Frodo slashiness isn't inspiring me to fork out $6.50 and three hours of my life to see the movie. Although maybe doing that in the first place would've saved me countless hours reading the book, but oh well...

[rsadelle]

I don't think he actually wants to kill Draco. He just needs to prove his loyalty so Voldemort won't kill him. And, yes, it is his fault Draco is the way he is.

Do not see the movie. No amount of slashiness is worth the three hours of boredom. Honestly, I don't even mind that much about the money (we went before six and it was only $4.75), but I regret the waste of three hours on a boring movie.

[arkane156.livejournal.com]

$4.75? Damn, you guys have it cheap. $6.50 is the matinee price here, and not too many movies are even worth that. We don't have any discount theaters close enough to be worth the drive, either. A pox on SoCal theater chains!

[rsadelle]

Ouch. In that case, you really shouldn't go see the movie.