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Near Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley is darker and shadier then its counter part. be careful walking these streets. even now it is still dangerous.

Lucius walked through Knockturn Alley with Draco. Lucius didn't want to be here. too many death eater things had happened in the area. nevertheless he had to for business.

"Father, why did I have to come with you? What are we here for anyway?" Draco strutted at his father's side. Looking around, people in shops were staring and turning their open signs to closed as they passed. Draco rolled his eyes. With a flick of his wand, the glass of one of the shop's windows shattered and shards flew. Draco smirked and kept by his father's side.

Lucius frowned slightly. "I want you to behave Draco" He said in a fatherly way. "I also thought it might be nice to get out and spend time together. We just need to make a quick stop, concerning a special order"

Draco wondered what that special order was and where they were going. As they walked on further, the deeper and darker the streets began to look. Draco had his wand ready at his side, his knuckles white from holding it so tightly.

Lucius seemed fairly relaxed. He did however notice how tense Draco was. Finally they came to a tiny apartment. Lucius knocked, quietly but audibly.

Draco loosened up as they came to a stop at a building. Watching his father, he seemed so relaxed and independent. Draco looked back behind him sensing an eerie presence for some reason. He stared at the door in front of him, waiting for something to happen.

An older man answered the door warily. it looked like an older hermit. there was no exchange of words as the hermit gave Lucius a basket in exchange for a bottle of specially made wine.

Draco laughed at the sight of the exchange. "So this is what your 'special orders' have come to, eh?" He smirked and looked at the old man. "Enjoy your fresh fine wine." Draco said to him with a sneer and closed the door in his face. "Father. Tell me, what has happened to the Malfoy family?"

Lucius sighed. 'what am I doing wrong?' he thought, questioning himself. "the apothecary business has run in the family for generations. this order, was to get illegal potions Ingredients" he admitted, showing Draco the contents in the basket for a moment

"Of course, of course." Draco said, had guessed what was in the basket already. "But tell me father, had this been the highlight of your day? Exchanging ingredients with an old man?" Draco wanted this question to be answered seriously and honestly.

"Hmm, you have a point. things aren't what they used to be. which I should say is a good thing" Lucius said. He paused to look at a stuffed ferret in a shop window as they walked.

Draco started walking with his father. "Father. I have something important to tell you." His grey eyes met up with his fathers. And for a moment, Draco could have sworn their bond as Father and Son got stronger. "I am planning on becoming the next Dark Lord." Once Draco said it, there was no taking it back. It had escaped somehow. After continuous thinking and planning, he had finally let it out to his father. Innocent power surged inside Draco's body.

"Draco..." Lucius didn't know how to respond. what had brought this about within his son. this couldn't be right. "Why...?"

"In honour of the Dark Lord. I've always had this burning passion to fight back and be a better Dark Lord than Voldemort ever was." Draco was shaking now. His father's reaction was not how he hoped it would be.

"Draco..." Lucius sighed. he'd never thought his son would ever be like this. After everything. maybe, just maybe there was someone out there that could show Draco the light he needed. "I just want you to be happy..."

((Foreshadowing!!))

((Foreshadowing the person? Who is the person?))

"Dont you get it father! This is what makes me happy. If you WANT me to be happy, then support me in this..." Draco dragged his father into his own mess and now his father would have to support what Draco wanted if he truly loved his son.

((Shh. secrety secrets))

Lucius made a split second decision and went with his gut feeling. he hugged Draco. He actually hugged Draco. like a real father. There was an awkward few moments then he moved back a big and put his hands on Draco's shoulders. "I will always be there for you" he said softly

Draco accepted the hug. Only because hos father never expressed his oove toward Draco. Draco was so shocked that he almost pushed his father away feeling overwhelmed. He listened to his father and replied, "Now let's get going. I have somewhere I need to be." Draco quickened his pase and stopped on the corner of Diagon Alley, wondering why he hadn't just Disapparated before. He raised his wand—

Lucius nodded and followed Draco, then stopped. There was a darkness lurking in the shadows. The creepy feeling of someone or something watching you hung heavy in the air. Lucius pulled out his wand. Something definitely wasn't right. "Draco, on guard" Then a laughter came from the shadows. Aziz stepped into the light half way. He was in his human form. Like that he looked like he could've been a death eater. Though his dark power was strong in this magical world. And Lucius could feel it.

Draco, his wand already raised, glanced at his father. Following his line of eyesight, Lucius was staring into the shadows. What appeared to be a death eater, Draco paniced. Draco was not able to produce a Patronus. Ever. His heart dropped to his stomach. How could I be the next Dark Lord when I can't even get rid of a death eater? He thought hopelessly.

Lucius was unable to conjure a patronus as well. Like father like son. Except in this case. Aziz hadn't come here for both, or for Lucius. He had specifically come for Draco. "Stand down weaklings. This will be over soon" Aziz spoke with a dark tone that just showed how much power he had even more.

"Who are you!?" Draco shouted out, gripping his wand tightly. The voice that spoke wasn't of a Death Eater after all, fore Death Eaters don't talk. Still, Draco didn't loosen his grip on his wand and pointed it straight into the shadows, ready.

"I am your worst nightmares" Aziz said. Lucius felt a shiver run up his spin. Anyone who could say and make him feel that way that must at least be as powerful as Voldemort had been. Aziz took a step forward towards Draco.

Draco's mind spun. He tried stepping back, atleast a little step but his feet were glued like tree trunks. Draco's grip on his wand tightened and he raised it jist a little. "You better back off! I see your wandless." Draco only said this out of fear. He trumbled at the figures words. Worst nightmares...

"I don't need a wand to defeat you, mortal" Aziz said. He gathered is HATE power, preparing an elemental spell of air. The spell of course was only if he was attacked. Hopefully he would be able to kidnap this target without hurting them, like he had to hurt the last one.

Draco didn't know what to do. Neither did he know what he did for this person to confront him here. Draco lowered his wand but did not loosen his grip. His palms now sweaty and stood there in haste for something to happen. But he did nothing and just decided to stare.

Aziz chuckled. This mortal wasn't even attacking. He approached Draco with determination, thinking that no one would stop him. Of course he was wrong, but he was quick. Lucius raised his wand. "Avada-" He was cut short when he could no longer move. It was a quick and easy freezing spell, that Aziz had placed on Lucius. Aziz moved to grab Draco's arm.

Draco stood in shock at the sight of his father, frozen, but pulled away quickly as he reached for him. Thinking fast, he raised his wand and yelled, "STUPEFY!" As the green light shot from his wand, Draco tried to Disapparate but couldn't concentrate hard enough to go someplace else.

Aziz growled and blocked the magic with a pain spell. It worked to deflect the spell Draco had fired at him, though nothing more. Then Aziz put his air spell into effect. He pulled all the air away from Draco.

(( Does that mean Draco can't breath? lol ))

((yep. that's what it means. ))

Draco squirmed uncomfortably and gasped for air. Except nothing was coming in and nothing was going out. Unable to breath, he dropped his wand and clenched his throat. He began making wheezing noises and his face turned red to purple. His wand at his feet, he was totally defenseless and about to die.

Aziz let the air return to the area around Draco. He didn't want his target to die, just become defenseless. He stood in front of Draco, waiting for the boy to catch his breath.

Draco felt trapped underwater unable to surface, but suddenly he gasped for his last breath and air traveled to his lungs. Bending over, his hands on his knees, his face turned back to his normal shade. All that was heard was gasping and panting in the dead silence of the alley. Realizing the man's power, Draco began to lightly shake in terror. He whispered, "What—do you want—from me?" Catching his breath, he turned to face the man who almost killed him.

Aziz grabbed Draco's arm. "I don't want anything from you. I want you" He said. Then in a flash of light he teleported back to his universe with Draco. Lucius had become unfrozen just in time to see his son get kidnapped.

(( So, to Aziz's universe we go! ))

((yep!))