It was barely a second of hesitation before Lucius broke into a sprint.
The first year was a clumsy one as he nearly skidded into a wall as he made a turn. He was also rather short for his age and Lucius was slowly gaining on him. When the boy made another turn, Lucius heard him run into his friend.
“Where have you been?” the girl demanded.
Lucius stopped in his tracks to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“Let’s get to class,” the boy simply replied, trying to hide the urgency in his voice.
“Come on, then. We’re already late. If Professor Binns doesn’t give us detention, a prefect will.”
Just as Lucius heard them walking, he turned down the hallway and asked, “Why aren’t you two in class?”
The boy and the girl spun around, and the boy quickly dropped his head, as though it would hide his face.
“We’re heading there right now,” the girl quickly answered.
Lucius looked at her closely. She had dark red hair and bright green eyes. She was also a brave one; seemingly not afraid of whatever Lucius might throw at her. That would explain the red house crest on her robes.
Lucius then turned his attention to the boy. “Stop cowering boy, I’m not going to eat you.”
The boy looked up and the first thing Lucius saw was the Slytherin house crest. The sight of two opposing houses coming together amazed him briefly.
“Do you two have the same class?” Lucius casually asked.
“Yes. My friend was lost, so I came looking for him,” the girl answered.
Lost? Of course he was, Lucius thought to himself.
“Well then, you can head on to class little missy.” When the two turned, Lucius added, “Except for you, boy. I want to have a chat with you.”
“He didn’t do anything wrong,” the girl immediately said.
“He didn’t. But you would if you don’t get to class now.”
The boy looked at the girl pleadingly, but she had no other choice. She gave him a squeeze on the shoulder before she walked off.
When the girl was finally out of sight, Lucius walked up to the boy and guided him to a corner. The boy kept his head down the whole time, and his cowardice was starting to bother Lucius.
“What’s your name?” Lucius demanded.
The boy’s whisper was inaudible to Lucius’ ears, and it made him slightly annoyed.
“Look up and tell me your name!” Lucius gave the boy a rough shove.
The boy’s black hair fell over his eyes as he attempted to look at Lucius. And when his eyes finally made contact, the boy was tongue-tied.
“You don’t deserve to be in Slytherin if you act this way,” Lucius stated.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” the boy apologized.
“I didn’t ask for an apology, I asked for your name.” Lucius was already struggling not to lose his temper.
This boy was a weakling, and Lucius found it extremely unacceptable. It was fine if he wished to be a coward, but no Slytherin should act like one.
“My name is… Severus,” the boy answered.
“Why did you run, Severus?” Lucius asked in a gentler tone.
“I… I don’t know,” Severus answered.
“Wrong,” Lucius replied.
“I… I really don’t know, sir,” Severus said.
Did he just call me sir? Lucius asked himself silently. Lucius was about to laugh when a brilliant idea came to mind.
“I’m not a sir. But I can make you one,” Lucius said.
“What… what do you mean?”
“Just follow me, and I’ll teach you everything I know. Soon, you don’t have to hide behind the shadows of that little Gryffindor girl anymore.”
“I’m not hiding. She… she’s my friend,” Severus replied.
Lucius was surprised at his sudden boldness, but he chose to ignore it.
“It seems to me she’s protecting you. A Slytherin does not need protection; a Slytherin gives protection. Now, go back to the common room,” Lucius ordered.
“But I have class.”
“I don’t need you losing points for our house. Just go back to the common room,” Lucius snapped.
When Severus obeyed, Lucius knew he had a new clueless follower who would do whatever he told him to. That poor boy surely needed to learn the ropes of being a Slytherin, and Lucius was going to teach him for his own benefit.
The day went by rather smoothly after that, and Lucius did not see Severus or Tanya until dinnertime. In the middle of people chomping down the glorious food, Tanya waved Lucius over. They met at the back of the hall where, instead of handing Lucius the potion’s instructions, Tanya confronted him.
“You lied to me,” Tanya said. From her facial expression, Lucius knew she was angry.
“Lied to you about what?”
“There’s no such thing as a mudblood’s curse. AND this potion cannot cure it,” Tanya replied calmly, as she pulled out a parchment from under her robes.
Lucius tried to make a grab for it, but she was quicker than him. Tanya immediately placed her arms behind her, and the parchment was out of his sight.
As Lucius was scrambling for a new lie, he saw Severus walking nearby. Could Severus be useful now? Lucius was not too sure, but he was getting desperate.
To Be Continued…
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