Silly Things That Might Happen

Slinky

Part: 4/5

His beloved, most precious Slinky had been stolen!

It had been one of those nights with the Dark Lord when nobody was spared from his anger (Potter was being a nuisance again). Cruciatus Curses had been flying left and right, people had been screaming murder, and finally that annoying rat had been killed. Accidentally, of course.

When he had arrived back at the Manor, he had been too tired and bloody to notice where he had placed his snake-headed cane, and the next morning neither he nor the house-elves could find it.

It was a disaster. Even his wand had gone with the thief. How was he supposed to live, breathe and walk? His gout was going to get even worse!

Who the hell could it be? Who would dare to steal Lord Malfoy's property? He was quite sure it wasn't the house-elves, for he had beaten all the information out of them and he didn't have that Dobby in the house anymore.

Oh, of course. Why hadn't he seen it immediately? His only son! The blasted boy had had an unhealthy fixation on it since he was six. Lucius had even caught him kissing it while babbling sweet nothings to it.

Where was the runt? He was going to smack the boy's butt like there was no tomorrow.

Lucius ran down the stairs to the main fireplace situated in the sitting room. He passed his wife on the way, without greeting her, and arrived in front of the marble ornament.

He chucked a handful of Floo Powder into the fire that wasn't there.

"Damned! Springle!" Lucius shouted, and in a second a house-elf was standing next to him.

"Light the fire," the enraged blond barked at the sniffling elf who immediately snapped its long fingers. The fire blazed into life and Lucius was out of the house.

***

Albus Dumbledore had never before seen Lord Lucius Malfoy in a such a state. The blond aristocrat's eyes were as hard as Rubeus's cakes and his hair looked like it was sending electricity all over Albus's office.

"Lucius, what a nice surprise! And how is Tom?" Albus asked, and popped a candy into his mouth.

Lucius left eye started to twitch. "Where. Is. My. Son?" he barely managed to get out.

"Oh Draco? I believe he is somewhere here in the castle. You could try the library," Albus suggested.

That boy is going to get seriously spanked. First he refuses the Mark, and now, this! Whom has he inherited all these bad habits from? Lucius raved while searching for Draco.

He finally arrived in front of a very familiar stretch of wall. Slytherin common room. He hammered the wall and waited for someone to come and open it. A first year warily opened the secret door and was at once pushed out of the way as Lucius Malfoy marched towards the seventh years dormitory.

What he found was his son on all four, Harry Potter behind him already inserting his snake-headed cane inside the Malfoy heir.

"I WANT MY SLINKY BACK RIGHT NOW!"