When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city...

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OOC: Alright, little dude isn't talking- so I'm putting this meme up to get him chatting. Please, by all means- do your worst; I need to get into Lucius young head.

1. Ask me three questions you want to know the truth too.
2. I will pick two of them to answer
3. One I will tell the truth about
4. One I will lie about (the last you will have to try and answer for me
5. Post this in your journal so others can ask you.

The Rules:
1. You can only say YES or NO!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone comments to the entry and asks!
3. I reserve the right to lie. I shall make every effort not to.



Taken a picture naked? ...
Made out with a member of the same sex? No
Danced in front of your mirror? Of course
Told a lie? Yes.
Gotten in a car with people you just met? No.
Been in a fist fight? Yes.
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? Yes.
Been arrested? No.
Left your house without telling your parents? Never.
Ditched school to do something more fun? Yes
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? Yes.
Seen someonething die? Yes
Kissed a picture? No.
Slept in until 3? Never
Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? No.Foolishness.
Played dress up? Yes.
Fallen asleep at work/school? No.
Felt an earthquake? No.
Touched a snake? Yes
Ran a red light? No
Had detention? No.
Been in a car accident? No
Pole danced? Yes.
Been lost? ...yes.
Sang karaoke? *blush*
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? ...
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? No.
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? No. Foolishness
Kissed in the rain? Yes.
Sang in the shower? Yes.
Got your tongue stuck to a pole? No?
Ever gone to school partially naked? Kilt.
Sat on a roof top? No.
Played chicken? Never.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes.
Been told you're hot by a complete stranger? Yes.
Broken a bone? No.
Mooned/flashed someone? No.
Forgotten someone's name? ...no.
Slept naked? *blush*
Blacked out from drinking? Yes.
Played a prank on someone? Yes.
Felt like killing someone? Yes.
Made a parent cry? Dunno.
Cried over someone? Yes.
Had sex more than 5 times in one day? ...
Had/Have a dog? No.
Been in a band? ...yes.
Drank 25 sodas in a day....aka POP? No.
Shot a gun? Never.

These are stories that never happened.

1. Lucius Malfoy stands on the little rickety wooden dock and watches the ocean hit the beach. His father likes the seas, likes to sail and call it freedom, his hobby and his mother who always claimed to be more sensible but really wasn’t thought it was the only time he ever looked truly relaxed. Lucius thinks they’re both lying. There is no such thing as freedom, least of all to those who can afford it.

But he can sit on little rickety boardwalk and pretend to be free, because for a moment, the ocean can be bigger then his name.

It is.

( Stories that could be true... )

Title: Noticed
Rating: G
Fandom:Harry Potter
Movie/Quote: Citizen Kane "I always gagged on the silver spoon."
Summary: “Of course I am.” He returned. “That’s the point. We’re given the world. Each and everyone in this room and what are we going to do with it? Waste it in parties, over alcohol and tobacco. There’s not one in this room who will ever be anything more then the surname they had no choice in bearing. Not one.”
Disclaimer: “We do not claim the portrait presented here to be a true one. Only that it comes close.” (Don’t sue, JK Rowlings)
Notes: No muses/mun should be compelled to take these as canon for the Rpverse. Enjoy? Part two of ten.

The house was Travers’, or rather his father’s. The elder Travers used the home intermittedly, usually during the hunting season and for the occasional weekend for his mistresses and the house reflected it. There was an austerity that came from lack of use that hung over the rooms, and most the furniture was covered in tarps and protection charms. Mounted heads from successful hunts adored the sitting room that contained at present two billiard tables, a fireplace and six teenagers working diligently to empty out the bar.

( I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag. I'm useless,but not for long. The future is coming on…I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag. I'm useless, but not for long- the future is coming on, it’s coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on… )

Title: Beautiful
Rating: G
Fandom:Harry Potter
Movie/Quote: Vertigo
"If I let you change me, will that do it? If I do what you tell me, will you love me?"
- "Yes. Yes."
"All right. All right then, I'll do it. I don't care anymore about me."
Summary: He was a blank slate. He could be a perfect soldier, a perfect monster, or a perfect prince. He just needed the right inspiration .
Disclaimer: “We do not claim the portrait presented here to be a true one. Only that it comes close.” (Don’t sue, JK Rowlings)
Author's Note: Written and cross-posted for a community on LJ. Posted here because I hate empty journals.

Lord Voldemort makes it his business to know those would-be servants, to break them down and study what’s inside. Voldemort is not a fool, not given to idleness and despite what some would say; he chooses those who would be his with great care. He cannot afford to do otherwise. He seeks to make a kingdom, to do so, he needs kings. It is a simple enough equation.

And most that he would want to bow find him; those who smell the blood he can offer come creeping out of the woodwork like insects, or tumble towards him like yellowed newspapers carried on the wind. The others, those who pick up more so on the ideology, who fancy themselves defenders of blood and life are wooed by the words he speaks when he turns away from them oh so thoughtfully and studies the way flames dance in the hearths. He’ll have need for both kinds too, for in his Kingdom there are many tasks and indeed, most come easily enough because the rich are like the poor in the ways that matter and they all want something Voldemort alone can give them.

But there are others. Those he wants. No. He has more then some tawdry desire for them. He needs them, to prove who he is, what he is; they are the ones he has to work for.

Those are the ones he woos. He doesn’t mind, either. Not at all. It’s a beautiful thing, watching someone bow and it is even better if they don’t realize they’ve done it.

( Close your eyes and they'll all be gone. They can scream and shout that they've been sold out but it paid for the cloud that we're dancing on so shine on, just shine on- With your smile just as bright as the sun cause they're all just slaves to the Gods they've made but you and I just shone… )