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Darco Malfoy
And the Dragon's Tooth
Chapter Three
Secrets Revealed
"Knock! Knock!"
Lucius opened the door to be greeted by a face full wands and the Ministry at his doorstep.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"Quit the act Lucius we know what you're up to!"
"If you think I was up to something, then you are correct. I was planning on buying a pet Draco—is buying a pet for your child a crime these days?" said Lucius with the ever famous Malfoy smirk "Would you like to go in and see for yourselves?"
"You're in for it this time, Malfoy!"
The ministry entered the manor leaving no room unturned or unchecked. After an hour scurrying around, Lucius found it really annoying and wondered whether not to change this bunch of morons into big, fat, rats. He was bout to take his wand out of his robe, suddenly the manor began to shake and some sort of silvery blue light started coming out from one the rooms upstairs.
"Draco!" screamed Lucius noting that it was his child's bedroom. Lucius and the Ministry ran as fast as they could, hoping the boy was fine. They entered the room, the bright light dimmed to a silver haze. It was a while for the haze to clear but as it did the Ministry as well as Lucius was frozen in their tracks…
"That's a baby dragon your child is playing with Lucius, don't you think that's a tad to dangerous for your child to be playing with such an animal…"
"Well if you haven't heard me clearly the first time, what I said was that 'I was planning in buying him a pet' not that I already got him one!" said Lucius "And besides I'm just as baffled as you are."
"That's a…that's a …Grecian Razor Back!" the man with a long beard
"That's preposterous! They disappeared a thousand years ago!"
"You might be right Minister, but you haven't heard the real story of what really happened, have you?"
"Dumbledore what are you doing here?" said Lucius with his ever visible snarl
"Well Lucius, I'm here because I know that you want to get some answers about how such a beautiful and legendary creature appear in your sons' bedroom or better yet in this century, correct?" said Dumbledore walking inside the room kneeling down in front of the young Malfoy who greeted him a huge smile and a cute adorable laugh "I see that your child still hasn't shown signs of your— crabby personality."
"HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME IN MY OWN HOME!"
"You're misunderstanding the point, I'm merely saying that you have a happy baby in your hands and a troublesome one too," said Dumbledore seeing baby Draco crawl under his robes "he is a bit of a hand full, but still incredibly cute."
"What exactly do you want?"
"I getting there… as I said earlier you haven't heard the whole story of these magnificent creatures have you?"
"Yes, we haven't heard of it so will get on with it!"
"These dragons disappeared a thousand years ago after the Dragon Wars, many of you don't know this but these dragons were headed and taken cared of by a special clan called the Dragon Whispers. They have special powers that make them able to speak and share their insights with these magnificent and wise creatures."
"Like Parslemouths?"
"Yes, but unlike Parslemouths people born with this special gift, they are given special powers by the dragons the live to protect," said Dumbledore picking up the happy baby and placing him on his lap "and on times of great turmoil the Dragon Prince is born, born to protect and serve his people. The dragon prince is often portrayed as a young, powerful and cunning young man. Never afraid to put his life on the line for his people…"
"What does this have to do with Draco?" said Lucius "We don't have anybody in our bloodline with that dragon whisperer nonsense or any of that sort. So why are you telling us?"
"Well Lucius, I didn't say anything about a bloodline. These people are chosen by the dragons themselves. No one comes from the same family or the same race."
"But how could that be…as you said these dragons disappeared a thousand years ago, how could that be when they had such powerful people protecting them?"
"Then again…they were just people," said Dumbledore pointing out the facts "even though they were indeed powerful they were not gods, even the dragon prince was a pawn to death."
"This doesn't exactly tell us what we need to know…how did they end up disappearing into thin air?"
"I'm getting to that. During the last year of the Dragon Wars the Dragon whisperers were down to a number of few, the others being killed off by other clans wanting to take control of such magnificent and powerful creatures. One night while they were resting an assassin got through the barrier, killing the last of their clan wiping them out without a trace. In other words, they were all murdered leaving the dragons to fend for themselves. After that incident the dragons were never heard from again, until this day."
"And what ever happened to the Dragon Prince?"
"If you weren't listening he was also murdered during the assassination, knowing that he was probably the main target of the whole thing. Then again no story is ever finished without a legend, now does it?" said Dumbledore now holding a slumbering Draco in his arms "The prophecy said many years ago. That someday he will return in his former glory and with him he will bring forth his army of dragons. Though many will not remember him, those who do will seek for his power and try to lure him to the darkness. He will have the power to bring forth the good and the evil. It is a choice only he could make and that choice may end the age that we know now and change it into an age ruled by sins and death."
"What are you…trying to say?" said Malfoy taking his son from Dumbledore's hands.
"What I am trying to say…is keep him away from the serpent…Lucius" and with that Dumbledore was gone and the ministry along with him.
Lucius placed his sleeping son in his crib, his boy with a silver dragon curled up to his side, was indeed The Dragon Prince. Funny he ended up naming his son Draco, he laughed at the sheer coincidence but soon after laughter died down as Dumbledore's word rang through his head—'Keep him away from the Serpent…Lucius." How was he going to do that? How was he going to keep his son away from the fate that was already been planned out for him? He was going to be one of them and Voldemort was going to make sure that.
Then some sort of miracle happened. News about 'The boy who lived' appeared in The Daily Prophet. Voldemort was defeated by his own curse. He was overjoyed knowing that his boy was finally saved. But deep in his heart he knew that it was all too good to be true, but for know he can raise his son in only one way he knew how, The Malfoy way. At least for now his son will live a normal life. At least for now he will not make the decision that can make his son a living hell.