#d.flowery posts stuff!

I'm away from home and this was to test MS Paint, which is essentially the only drawing thing I can access right now, so this was mostly a test of all the buttons; if the poses seems familiar it's because I traced these images:

(1: don't mind the blank space on the pictures I just copied them from my paint canvas and 2: the second pic of Zoey was actually just for her outfit, I didn't trace it)

I know a lot of people have issues with tracing but I'm much better at editing and copying styles once part of it is already drawn (ex: most of mystery's body is based off another pic of him but that I was referencing on my phone while drawing on the computer, because I had traced his torso so i knew the proportions I needed)

Harry spends the day at Draco's house. Lucius and Narcissa have gone out. Draco has been impressing Harry with his lavish stuff all day. They decided to play that game where a ball is on a string on around a pole. Lucius and Narcissa walk back. 

"Where's Draco? I hope he hasn't been wasting money on trying to impress that Potter boy again."

Draco and Harry turn in shock, and the ball that Harry had just hit swung around to Draco's head. Draco crumpled to the ground on impact and Narcissa rushed forwards, followed by Lucius. Harry beat them to Draco, having been closer, and cradled the boy in his arms.

Narcissa picked her son up and Lucius called Dobby over yo take his wife and son to St Mungo's.

In the sudden stillness after Dobby's departure, Lucius and Harry look at each other. The ball still swung around the pole, much more gently now, emitting faint squeaks.

Harry eventually spoke up.

"Will he be alright?" he asked in a small voice.

"He should be," Lucius replied. He found, to his surprise, that his voice had become gentle like it did when he was comforting Draco, even if Harry was the farthest thing from his son.

"Dobby took them to St Mungo's."

Harry didn't show any signs of recognition. Lucius knew he was 11, same as his son, but the boy standing infront of him seemed so small, so fragile. He was practically swimming in his clothes and his arms were so skinny, Lucius wondered if he'd ever gotten a proper meal.

"What's St Mungo's, sir?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"It's Britain's finest hospital. Have you really never been? All wizards go there, for whatever reason."

Was the boy muggleborn? This surely couldn't be Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the boy who had defeated the dark lord, asking him what St Mungo's was.

"I've never been, no. My parents-" he faltered. Lucius flinched internally. The boy didn't know that he had had a small hand in their demise. "My parents were wizards, but they died because of Voldemort. I live with my aunt and uncle, and my cousin. They're muggles."

Harry did not seem to have noticed Lucius' shudder at Voldemort's name.

"Even so, you're the savior of the wizarding world! I'm sure your family could have told you about your past and your parents' world. Dumbledore may be... someone with whom I do not get along with, but I'm sure he would have told them who they were raising."

"He did. They think I'm a burden, and they thought that by raising me as a muggle, they would make me... 'normal'," Harry explained matter-of-factly, as if this weren't a huge revelation into Dumbledore's choices.

"Did Dumbledore know what they decided to do instead of educating you?" Lucius asked. Maybe he was biased, and Dumbledore had just expected the boy to be able to grow up out of the spotlight.

"I don't know, but my Hogwarts was correctly addressed, so he probably knew yes."

Lucius tilted his head.

"Correctly addressed?" he echoed.

"The letter was addressed to Mr H. Potter, the Cupboard under the Stairs-... What's wrong Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco's father had turned red. Harry wondered if he had said something wrong.

"Dumbledore knew you were kept in a cupboard and he still left you there??!"

Harry shrugged and nodded wordlessly. Lucius stared at him, then decided to take action.

"Come in," he ordered, as if he weren't expecting anything but immediate obediance.

Harry complied, confused.

They walked through the manor quickly, but no so quickly that Harry didn't have time to look around. From the court he and Draco had been playing in, they went through some large French doors into what appeared to be a music room. There was a large piano in the middle of the room, and a harp and a cello on either side of it. There were plenty of closed cases- the smallest resembling a wand box, the largest almost the size of his cupboard- which he figured held more instruments.

Lucius strode through that room with Harry scampering to keep up, and they passed through a hallway lined with pictured. As they went down the hallway, Harry could see that most of the pictures featured Draco. Some were just him, some were him and Narcissa, him and Lucius, all three... Some pictures had other family members; and all of them watched Harry follow Lucius down the hall.

Harry allowed himself to imagine what his life would have been like if his parents hadn't died.

He was so deep in thought that he almost ran into Lucius, who had stopped abruptly in front of a fireplace.

"I assume given what you've told me that you've never travelled via Floo Network, correct?

"Via what?"

"I'll explain later. This is probably going to be less unsettling than apparition, especially if you've never tried it before. Take my hand."

Harry tentatively slid his small hand into Lucius's big one. With his free hand, Lucius grabbed some powder from a small bowl on the mantle.

"We're going to go through the fireplace, Harry. The fire won't hurt you; but don't let go of my hand, ok?"

Harry nodded as Lucius dropped the powder into the fire. To his surprise, the fire turned green.

"The Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade," Lucius stated and stepped into the fire, pulling Harry after him.

They tumbled through the fireplaces, and Harry could see many grated going by.

They tumbled out into a cozy bar. Lucius pulled Harry and cleaned the soot off both of their clothes. A large woman approached them warily.

"May I help you, Mr Malfoy?" she asked suspiciously.

"Madam Rosemerta! Hello; no I was just passing by with Harry here. I need to see Professor Dumbledore."

Madam Rosemerta narrowed her eyes at them, lingering for a moment on Harry's scar, and motioned for them to leave.

Lucius led Harry through the village they had ended up in until they could see Hogwarts rising above them.

Lucius seemed to have forgotten how long his legs were, compared to Harry's, and Harry was forced to run to keep up with the tall man.

Lucius eventually noticed, and slowed down a little with a curt word of apology. He seemed lost in thought.

They made their way up to the imposing front doors without another word.

Professor McGonagall opened the doors to Lucius's knock.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter," she said, visibly surprised.

"I need to speak with Professor Dumbledore."

[What happens yet? Clearly I don't know yet lol]

Notes:

Harry knows about the wizarding world but clearly hasn't spent much time there yet; but he's probably already at Hogwarts since he already knows Draco and he was allowed to go see him. Potentially it's a school break in a Draco-and-Harry-are-friends AU and he was allowed to go see his friend for like a day, but in that case Lucius and Narcissa would probably watch over the kids.

Wolfson: Remus- From the myth of Remus and Romulus, twins raised by a wolf after a mess with prophecies that led to them getting abandoned. (spoiler: the prophecy came true bc that always happens no matter what in greek and roman myths). Remus and Romulus wanted to found a city so they decided to climb up two close hills and watch for birds. Remus saw 6 (?) first but Romulus saw 11 (?) [don't trust me on the numbers] and so Remus thought that this meant he'd be king and founder of this new city but Romulus argued that since he'd seen more birds he should get a city named after him. They dueled and (oops tw: death/murder) killed Remus in the duel. The city is now called Rome

Wolfy: Lupin- lupus in Latin literally means wolf and lupine (pronounced loo-pin apparently) means wolf like

son of Wolf: Lyall- from Old Scandinavian "Liulfr", "ulfr" literally means "wolf".

Wolfy: Lupin- See above

bitten by the Wolfe: Fenrir- son of Loki, a monstrous wolf who will help fuck up the world at Ragnarök (Norse myths's apocalypse) "resulting in the collapse of humanity and society, and kill the god Odin." (from Wikipedia) ... so like the Fenrir that bit Remus

of a grey back: Greyback- ...this is self explanatory I think

(sources:

Remus and Romulus: I did Latin for 4 years

Lupin: aforementioned latin + i speak french + google to check the latin spelling

Lyall's name is kinda stretching it bc the main source seems to be the Harry Potter wiki guessing at the etymology, a vague wikipedia page and a baby name website but i wanted to include it bc well, it's fun lol