Ch 3: True Colors

Lucius was shaken. For the first time, he carefully looked at the eleven years old child and understood how much he has underestimated him. Lucius stammered as he asked carefully "Didn't you always live in the muggle world? How can you know our world so thoroughly?"

Lorion smiled and pointed towards the diary "I like reading. What happened to the House of Gaunt was a result of our pride. We need to look past beyond it, only then can the Pure Bloods keep up with the change and be eternal!"

Lucius was overwhelmed. He initially came to Ireland after prophesy from a friend, to find the last descendant of the House of Gaunt. His idea was simple. He just wanted to use the name of House of Gaunt to unify most of the Pure Blood families and expand his influence. However, listening to Lorion, Lucius understood that perhaps Lorion was truly a leader worth following. He even felt that perhaps Lorion was the only one who could bring back the glory of the Pure Bloods.

As if realizing Lucius' thoughts, Lorion said bluntly "I am not going to be a leader or anything. I just wish to learn magic and unfold the mysteries of wizardry world. However, being the last descendent of the House of Gaunt, won't the Ministry be eager to put me to Azkaban as soon as my identity is exposed?"

Lucius smiled confidently upon hearing the question. He had already made his preparations before coming to Ireland.

"Don't worry Master Gaunt; the Ministry is not what it once was. It is now under the control of a mugblood named Cornelius Fudge. He values his face much more than the threat to wizard society. He won't arrest a child because his family were dark wizards. Although Dumbledore is a threat, he won't stoop so low as to harm a child, at least not unless the child shows interest in being the next dark lord!"

Lorion nodded in affirmation. What Lucius said was reasonable. But he didn't want a person who was almost of his father's age calling him Master at every turn. Suddenly, an idea stuck him.

Looking at Lucius, Lorion said seriously "Mr. Malfoy, there is still a problem. I can't be your master! Though, in your previous meeting, you did mention the prophesy that the House of Gaunt would unify the Pure Bloods, I have no intension in doing so! As you know, I have always lived the life of an orphan. Rather than being my confidant, would you be interested in being my Godfather?"

Lucius was stunned by the proposal. However, he didn't dislike this idea. Who would want to be a servant if he could be someone honorable? Also, his own son was really a big disappointment for him. And his wife Narcissa won't miss a single moment to spoil him more. Though Lucius immensely loved his son Draco, Lucius knew that Draco would never achieve what he wished for his son to achieve. In fact, Lorion, who was of same age as Draco, was a Pure Blood and a calm and collective wizard, had a better chance to achieve his dreams. So, Lucius agreed without any hesitation.

Laughing, he said "Very well, Mr. Gaunt, from today, I will be your Godfather and would care for you like my own child. I believe Narcissa and Draco would also be very happy. I will call you Lorion from today then. Let my names be recorded in the annals of history, along with yours, when you achieve your destined greatness!"