Family Ties

Runewolf

Lucius Malfoy felt the flicker of magic at the edge of his senses and felt his anger rise. He had left instructions that he was NOT to be disturbed. This whole MOO, "Mothers Opposed to the Occult", business was extremely disturbing. The enchantments on the Hellmouth should make thinking about magic, let alone protesting it impossible. But it wasn't.... and the result was an organized expression of the hatred that all muggles felt for the mystically inclined. That speech... she even mentioned Slayers. Maybe this was the Watcher's Council's fault. Thatwould be a plus. Those tweed wearing snits always were irritating. Luciusshuddered. But MOO.. The bastards even had a mesh, no a "website". Stupid muggle term. Evidently they had collected DONATIONS from all over the world to help combat this "outbreak" of evil magic. This was not good.

He whirled and frowned slightly as he saw the snake click into the grooves of his magic mirror. His own magic? But he didn't have any snakes out right now... Though he'd certainly like one in the home of this Summers woman.His frown deepened as he saw images start to form. Sheara? He'd almost forgotten.

"She can't be a witch. She would have got a letter." Her voice sounds hollow and tired. She looks like a middle-aged muggle. Lucius draws in a strangled breath. Sheila's eyes close and she turns away moving into the room. The picture begins to fade, but before it does, he hears a phrase that chills him to the bone.

"Joyce Summers? This is Sheila Rosenburg. I'm calling about my daughter, Willow."

Summers? The MOO woman? It almost sounds as if her daughter is showing signs of ... and MOO.... what would MOO do with an untrained witch... By the source of all power, not just an untrained witch. An untrained MALFOY.

Lucius' eyes narrow. He wasn't able to act before. The Ministry likes to handle such things themselves. But if a Malfoy was involved? Screw the Ministry.

"GOYLE!!!!"

His scream results in the door of his office flying open and the hulking form of Irin Goyle poking his head in.

"We have a problem." Goyle looked blankly at him. He had been thinking of leaving instructiions with him. Lucius closed his eyes briefly. I must be more tired than I thought.

"Maydelandra?"

"Yes, sir?" Ah, competency at last.

"I need information. How Hellmouths affect the development of wizarding abilities. Why a witch of ability might be passed over by Salem Academy."

"A witch from a Hellmouth, sir?"

"Exactly May. Contact Narcissa and inform her that we will likely have a guest. *pause* And inform the Ministry... no don't inform the Ministry of anything. If they call, tell them I'm indisposed."

"Very well sir."

"Goyle, you're with me. Follow my lead in everything I do. We're going to California."

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