Work Text:
Damnit! These bastards, how dare they mess with my plans. Fuck!
Tom yelled in frustration as he dramatically threw his papers off his desk.
Barry crouch Jr trembled behind him staring at Voldemort and his furious snarl painted across his face
Barry then spoke up
M my l l ord
Barry trembled harder when he stuttered
Perhaps we need to approach him in a more subtle and discreet way instead of outright?
Oh what was that Barty approach him more discreet was it I ALREADY HAVE YOU UTTER NITWIT GET THE FUCK OUT MY OFFICE AND CONSTRUCT A NEW PLAN WITH THE REST OF YOU CRAPPY PEABRAINS! AND TELL LUCIOUS TO COME.
Tom started off sweetly then evolving into a roar
FUCK
He slammed himself down into his seat immediately relaxing into the plush cushions.
Why the hell aren't my plans working? I have planned everything perfectly there should be no mistakes. What if... Yeas of course it must be him. Damnit that bastard..
Tom muttered
The door clicked open and a soft fearful voice rang out against Voldemort's barely audible mutters.
Tom's head snapped up contemplative face morphing into one of a sneer and rage.
Lucious. Care to tell me why the plan did not work.
Lucious' eyes widened and he shakily breathed out before responding, steeling his voice
That should be impossible my lord your plans were flawless not a single fault in them and nothing could have ever disrupted them unless .. only Heir Potter would be able to intercept with your plans but why would he take interest in Politics? Unless dearest me forgive me for this but unless he is a Dumbledore...
He said the name with much disdain and contempt
..Fanatic...
Lucious' lips curved downwards a clear hatred showing
Toms eyes darkened at the thought of heir Potter being a brainwashed fan of the foolish man that is Dumbledore. Fury showed on his normally stoic and stiff face of a perfectly crafted politicians poker face.
Harry,... Would never give in to the requests of that old man not even if he were held at wand point. He is not a fool. His father taught him to be better than that.
He said slowly and surely
Lucious agreed until he came to a frightening thought.
Perhaps my Lord as he would not waver if he were threatened but oh dare I say someone cherished to him is being threatened? After all he is terribly sacrificial when it comes to friends and family
The minister of magics eyes widened in disbelief and then back to fury
How dare that old codger dare to threaten Harry with his loved ones. I will have to speed up mor of my plans and begin to work on more involving that scenario. I had not even considered it.
He thought in anger and sorrow.
He got up from his desk, pacing in front of it.
How dare that filthy mongrel lay his clammy hands upon Harry! I would never have thought that Dumbledore would really stoop that low. We must call for a full meeting, this will not do. How could this be?! Lucious.
Tom's mumbling was cut short by a swift call of Lucious' name.
Yes M'lord?
Lucious quickly asked.
Quickly send an owl out to Professor McGonagall
I believe I haven't talked with her in a while as her second favorite student.
Tom ordered.