Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

After knocking on Severus's door and entering the room, Lucius put on his less serious look before, winking and smiling evilly, "Sever~ Did you miss me?"

"Hmph, boring."

Facing the little guy's impatience, Lucius was used to it. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, walked to the bed and pulled out the familiar thin golden chain from under the pillow.

Putting his pocket watch in the palm of his hand, Lucius was silent for a moment, hiding the haze in his eyes, and exaggeratedly covering his heart when he turned around.

In a tone of betrayal and condemnation, he 'questioned' Severus, who was a little embarrassed.

"I thought you would cherish it... After all, this is my most precious thing... It is my mother's relic..."

"!!!"

After the shock, he felt a deep sense of guilt. Severus lowered his head and clenched his fists in regret. He just didn't want to...

He doesn't want others to see this pocket watch, and he doesn't want others to say that he is the Malfoy heir...an important 'friend'...

"Sorry, I didn't know that your mother gave it to you...I..."

"Haha~" After laughing happily a few times, Lucius stepped forward, pinched Severus's cheek and pulled hard, "It's yours now..."

"It... has a protection spell engraved on it. It will be good for you to carry it close to your body. The older the manor is, the more black magic items it collects..."

"There are also some books in the collection. The black magic on them can really confuse the minds of wizards. I found one or two books in the restricted book section of the Hogwarts library... .”

Patiently telling about his little discovery at Hogwarts, Lucius stared into his sparkling black eyes and inexplicably thought of the ring in his godfather's hand.

"....obsidian..."

"what?"

Taking a deep breath, Lucius raised his eyebrows, "No, it's nothing... Come with me next weekend and go to Godric's Hollow..."

"Father has to work that day, so on behalf of the Malfoy family, I would like to congratulate the Potter family on becoming one of the twenty-eight sacred families..."

Severus frowned, not very satisfied with this arrangement. Twenty-eight or twenty-seven, aren't they both things that these pure-blood nobles made when they were bored?

But....

Looking at the white-feathered peacock with an expectant look on his face, Severus could only suppress the disgust in his heart and agreed to the request with a dark face.

"I understand, so now...please, the distinguished Mr. Malfoy, leave my room..."

"Ah~ I, the little master, have to be disliked in my own home again..."

Lucius smacked his lips, stood up and walked to the door. Before closing the door, he looked into those black eyes again. It was different...

Now... more like a dusty gem, not as attractive as before...

"...Good night, Sif..."

.........................................

Abraxas stood at the end of the corridor, and when his son came to his side, he raised his chin with a stern face.

The two platinum nobles walked into the master's study one after another. Lucius sighed in his heart, once again realizing that he really had a lot of spare parts...

His dear godfather! To betray him... there was no hesitation! real! good! ah!

"..Don't slander your godfather in your mind..I will beat you up, Luke.."

"Huh??? How could I do this! Father...you make me so sad."

Lucius's dry tone clearly expressed his dissatisfaction, and he felt extremely sad. He was definitely the most pitiable Malfoy in history!

Touching the tip of his nose and whispering a curse, Abraxas was a little confused. He was not so difficult to teach before.

At least his relationship with other families is not so rigid, even on the surface...

"Luke...Both I and Tom have said...you...can refuse any marriage from any family..."

Lucius sat next to his father, tapped his knee with his index finger, raised his head with a fake smile, "Father... I didn't think I would have such emotions..."

"I can't even imagine what it would be like to really fall in love with someone... For me, the little princess of the Black family is my best choice."

"I can only promise that I will become a qualified husband in the future...give her the care and consideration she wants, but..."

"I won't give my sincerity to this, at least not 100% sincerely. People...can't be too greedy, right?"

Abraxas covered his eyes, suffering from a headache. He reflected on himself countless times, whether he was too eager in the past and used harsh methods to make Lucius grow up quickly.

"Okay, let's put this aside for now...Severus is the child of your godfather's junior sister, as far as I know, Irene Prince..."

"It used to be one of the people that Tom recognized, but some encounters that happened later made Tom lose interest in Severus' mother."

"And your godfather would not want you to...play with the son of an old friend...understand? Lucius..."

"...I understand, I am in your heart, not even as good as the godfather's fingers..."

....................................

Tom estimated the time and felt that the father and son had almost finished talking. He stood up and walked out of the bedroom, meeting his pouting godson halfway.

"Lu..."

"Hmph!╯^╰"

"........."

Being ignored by his godson for the first time, Tom froze in place, tilted his head and raised his hand to scratch his cheek. He was not Dumbledore...

Is it that annoying?

Maintaining an expression of doubt about life, Tom walked into the study, sat on the sofa and propped up his chin, "Abu... wasn't your conversation pleasant?"

"..."

Hitting his temples and waving his hands, Abraxas lay on his desk and weakly told what had just happened.

"Luke is obviously changing the subject. Since he doesn't want to talk to me about this... then let him alone. After all, he is the next head of Malfoy's family."

"That... would be better for him. Orion's body... can't last long, and Signus is unwilling to inherit the family."

"With the help of Bella and Lucius, Regulus will be more relaxed...poor little guy..."

Tom nodded. It was the first time for him to see such clear eyes among these ancient families.

"Unnecessary kindness is a burden... Your godson really needs a strong backing."