Lucius didn't even bother to roll his eyes lazily as he read the last letter. He knew it was about time to get used to Severus treating him as he pleased. He didn't much like killing to create his army for him.
He left an elf with word to his wife before he stepped out, Apparating in front of his residence on Spinner's End.
Lucius used the top of his cane to knock on the door and waited patiently for someone to answer, if not Snape himself.
Snape was the one to answer and allow Lucius into the pathetic excuse for a home - he didn't have bloody house elves to do all of the easy work. Shutting the door behind his minion (hehe - Severus secretly liked calling the Death Eaters that) he half wondered if it was wise to allow Lucius to know where he really lived... He made up his mind not to tell anyone other than the man.
Lucius raised an eyebrow, still not accustomed to such a lack of hospitality. Severus could have at least asked him to sit and.. attempt to make himself comfortable in such a hellhole.
He craned his neck up higher to look at Severus down his nose, "You know the boy, Miles Bletchley, I presume. Until recently- a student of yours?"
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Then come and discuss it.
-SS
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He left an elf with word to his wife before he stepped out, Apparating in front of his residence on Spinner's End.
Lucius used the top of his cane to knock on the door and waited patiently for someone to answer, if not Snape himself.
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"And what is so important, Lucius?"
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He craned his neck up higher to look at Severus down his nose, "You know the boy, Miles Bletchley, I presume. Until recently- a student of yours?"
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