[ HIATUS ] Tom Stark-Malfoy (Draco Malfoy centric; HP- MCU crossover)
//Disclaimer: This is a fanfic. Everything you recognize is owned by either JK Rowling or Stan Lee. // Harry lost. He died at the hands of Vol- the Dark Lord. We've been at war for years. The death eaters want my head and those at the Order secretly wish me dead. I've been tasked to go on a suicide mission to retrieve something that could serve as our last hope. The last chance to make everything right again. If you were given the chance to change the past, would you? I know I would but. . . now that I am here, nothing is as I remembered it to be. I don't care if my new adoptive father is rich! In fact I would prefer it if he was just normal. How in merlin's name am I supposed to practice magic with all this muggle technology inhibiting it, and this strange voice named Jarvis watching me 24/7?! I NEVER SIGNED UP TO BE RAISED BY A MUGGLE! //Draco's soul travels to the past and enters his body when he was a baby. MCU and HP universes are in the same universe so the exact year this story takes place is kinda wonky.// . . . Warning: Fanfics are written for pure enjoyment. If at any point while reading my fanfic, you don't like it, then I ask you to stop. I recieve endless joy when writing this. If you recieved the same joy reading my fanfic, then I am super happy to have shared my joy you. But if you do not enjoy this, then stop. I don't wish for you to read anything you don't enjoy. Let's leave those bad experiences for school or work. Now read and have fun!!! Or don't! And have fun elsewhere! Just make sure you are having fun! =) Also, this story is dead. Like dead dead. I have alot of incomplete chapters, but I dont think im gonna post another chapter again. The franchise is dead, HP in my heart was brutally massacred slowly with every Fantastic Beast Movie. Anyone who wants to adopt this story, go ahead.
The Real Beginning II
Lucius P.O.V.
I heard a crash and a bang from within my wife's room. That was the last straw, that incompetent woman is nothing but trouble!
Storming into the room I find myself face to face with something unimaginable. There was a mas of energy hovering 15 feet away from Narcisa. It was blurry; however, it unmistakably had the shape of a reptilian beast. It was clawing away at the air, as if desperately trying to escape from a force that was pulling it towards my wife.
But... it's appearance. Could it be a nautilus horned devil? These days they are thought of as almost extinct. To preserve them, the ministry had declared that no wizard shall initiate contact with them. They are the only beasts that has yet to be declared whether they are dragons, lizards, or serpents. However, for a nautilus to be strong enough to remain as a spirit on this plane after death is. . . how intriguing.
There have been legends of unborns absorbing magical or spiritual energy to assist them in adapting better to magical environments when they are born, but this is the first time I have seen it. . . especially in a wizard. I believed that this phenomenon only happens with ethereal beasts like unicorns, and dragons.
This is a sign, a blessing to the Malfoy family! But no one must learn of this, it poses far too great of a risk for my child. However, I cant obliviate 'her' now. I have to wait till my child is born and my wife, safe.
I have to block everything, keep them a secret. I have to block all floo entrances, shut all the windows...
"Dobby! shut the windows, block all floo entrances, lock the doors and the owlry. You are never to speak of this understood! or you will wish you were dead."
"Y-yes Master, Dobby will do what master says. Dobby will do it now, he would-"
"Now! Elf"
"Y-yes master. Now, dobby will do it now."
"Suzzane. You are not to speak of this matter and you will assist my wife at any time or you would find the entire Cresswell family behind bars."
"Of-of course Lord Malfoy."
Suzzane hurriedly stumbles over to my wife's side and prepares a couple potions. Some she sets aside and one she lets fume directly bellow Narcissa's nose (an inhaled anesthesia I presume).
I walked back outside to give my wife her privacy and waited.
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6th of June, 1980 6:00 AM
I barely slept last night in anticipation and nerves over my wife and our child. Everything will fall into order soon, my son will be born today. The Dark Lord won't go for my child as the Child of Prophecy, has been told to be born as the 7th month dies.
Soon everything will be perfect. I have been hearing the cries of my wife for a few hours and now a blanket of silence covers my mansion.
The doors to our bedroom chambers open and Suzzane looks at me with her bloodshot eyes from fatigue. Probably the same as I.
"Congratulations Lord Malfoy, you have a son."
"My gratitude is yours."
I step in to find Narcissa holding onto a white angel wrapped in a layer of cloth. I peak at my son's face and see him smiling... resting. I felt something stuck at my throat as I realize something.
"I didn't hear him cry."
"Neither did I. He didn't need to, as soon as he came out he laughed."
A smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I once again rest my eyes on my son. Slowly he opens his eyelids, revealing a pair of stormy grey eyes.
"May I?"
"Of course Lucius."
I bend over and take him in my arms, and as soon as I did - his laughter filled my ears with the most pleasant sound. How can he open his eyes? How was he so white? Not pale but simply... white.
"My son, Draco Lucius Malfoy, I finally have you in my arms. I will teach you everything I know, and I will give you everything I have. I promise to raise you right, to be a strong and intelligent heir."
"Don't you mean we?"
"Of course my love. We will do everything together."
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* a while later *
"Suzzane, you have done your job satisfactorily. I will send your reward to your bank account."
"Thank you Lord Malfoy."
"However, I do not trust you will keep your mouth shut."
I take out my wand and aim it at the clueless woman.
"Obliviate !"
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Extra:
Draco P.O.V.
"I'm alive? I'm not a ghost? I'm alivvvveeeeee!"