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Do you not like magic?

I think it's brilliant! I can't wait until I can do it legally!

Hi! by the way. I'm Lily.

I think I like magic, but I did something I wasn't supposed to do. It felt so dark. It was scary.

I'm Damien. Nice to meet you.

Oh. I did something I wasn't supposed to do too.

I borrowed my father's broom and smashed it into a tree. It was scary but almost scary in a good way.

It's nice to meet you too Damien

::grins:: That sounds thrilling actually.

You know how your parents tell you not to do something ... and you know theres a good reason for it, but you can't help yourself. Well I touched something my father told me many times not to touch ...

I know how that feels. *looks around* There's someone my family doesn't like or trust and they have reason not to but I think there's more to him than they know but then sometimes I think they're right. But I keep getting in a little bit deeper every time we talk...

It's scary.

Sounds like a tough problem. Is it a grown up or someone closer to our age?

He's an adult which just makes things confusing. Adults are harder to read!

They have so many more secrets. Seems like everything would be easier if they were more straight forward.

Thank you! They just don't know that simple is easier.

::Laughs:: Adults don't always know as much as they think.

...oh? Dear boy...what did you do?

I touched my fathers sword, even though he warned me not to.

It felt ... powerful and heavy, heavier then it should have been. I felt emotion too, anger and the worse sadness I've ever felt in my whole life.

*narrows eyes* ...that sounds like some experience. What kind of sword does your father have, may I ask?

Do you know of the white council sir? My father is one of its wardens. It was the sword they forged for him that I touched.

...No, I'm afraid not. Tell me about it?

Well ... it's like a society of wizards. They are political. Kind of like the Ministry of Magic. They wrote these seven laws that they expect other wizards to abide by. Wardens enforce the laws.

I know there's more to it, but Dad hates to talk about it.

*arches brow* Well, I know about meddling "wardens," but they're called Aurors here. *nods* ...and the sword, have you used it?

I couldn't pick it up.

I grasped the hilt and had trouble pulling it from the sheath. Then those feelings hit me like a ton of bricks and I ended up knocking it over.

After that, my father came out of the other room. I thought he was going to yell at me, but I must have looked really upset ... he ended up just trying to make me feel better. Then he told me again not to mess with the sword.

...what an interesting sword. I would like to see it.

I think you would have to speak with my father about that.

Even if you could convince me to disregard my father and get it, I don't think I could lift it.

I shall have to talk to your father then. It sounds...remarkable.

He's easy enough to get a hold of. He's one of very few wizards I know who advertises.

*sneers a little*charming.

::Damien gave him the slightest of smug looks::

You sound so sincere sir. I mean, honestly ... very sincere.

::He eyed him uncertainly. Wondering why he'd would be so interested in the sword. He also wondered how he was going to manage talking to his Dad with out even bothering to ask for his name ... He wondered if the man and his father were acquainted. Perhaps he expected Damien to volunteer information about his father and if that was the case, he was going to be disappointed::

I am nothing but sincere. *looks over, appraising look* But however, I am in bad manners. Lucius Malfoy, at your pleasure. *bows*

::Nods politely:: Damien Dresden.

::ponders:: Your name sounds familiar, famous in Europe or something?

The Malfoy name has in been the Wizarding world for centuries. I am the current Patriarch. Dresden? Any relation to Severus'...friend.

The infamous Harry is my father and Severus is my Godfather.

I'm surprised you've heard of him. He's not nearly as famous across the pond.

...Severus mentioned him. My little half-bloodied friend has a perchant for befriending a motley collection of unusual friends. Owing no doubt to his Muggle father, there were little things I could never convince him to ignore.

Yes of course. You would be a supremest coming from the proud old name of Malfoy.

I won't argue that my father is an oddball even among the quirky population of wizards.

So, what was your aim in disclosing that little tidbit of my Godfather's past? Are you attempting to make me distrust him?

Merely enlightening you. There's enough in your Godfather's past that should make you distrust him without his questionable parentage.

Okay, you may have many good reasons for me not to trust him.

Tell me why then, If I can't trust my own godfather why I should trust you? Why should I expect Lucius Malfoy will have my best interests at heart?

If you were a smart boy, you wouldn't. See, my job isn't to warn you. Leave that to the Weasleys. Nor is it to protect, that's the Potters. My function is simpler. *smiles, a little softer* I'm a Malfoy, and brave little girl once told me, I'm like a mirror. You see what you want to see.

So why do you think you shouldn't trust him?

::Damien studied the man before him for a long time.::

I haven't seen anything in you that I want to see. I've only seen my frustration, bitterness and confusion. Hardly, what I want to see in my own reflection.

*if he's insulted, he makes no sign of it* Oh? Sometimes people need to see the villain, and I am very good at that too.

::He considered what he'd said. If Malfoy fancied himself a mirror and some people needed to see villains, that seemed to imply that the elder wizard saw traits in him that made a good villain::

I ...

I dislike the things you bring out of me, sir. I don't wish to speak to you anymore. If you still want to know more about the sword you should speak to my Dad.

*blinks, but does bow and step back* That is...unfortunate. I was looking forward to getting to know you better.

::Damien hesitates and returns the bow, albeit clumsily. It's clear he's not had any practice with the gesture::

You mistake me, I meant only for the evening.

The events from earlier were exhausting. ::he said in reference to the ordeal with the sword:: And my mind is cloudy and I feel irritable at the moment.

I'm sure we'll cross paths another time, Sir.

Damien...

are you okay, Sugar?

I don't think so Aunt Lucy.

I touched Dad's warden sword. It was awful!

Come on over, Sweetie. I'll make you a black forest cake and some mint iced tea. We'll get you feeling better again or at least properly sugared up.

Sounds good. Sugar makes everything better.

Enough of it does and I'll make sure you get plenty of it. I bought a new game for you today. The guy in the store swears it's the hottest thing ever. You can play it.

You know I like practically move in when you buy a new video game. I cant wait to try it.

And that's totally why I buy you new video games.