Hello, readers. As you surely must realize, this is a fanfic. Therefore, the characters, wizarding world, and even many of the words themselves belong to J. K. Rowling (Apparate, for instance. And Azkaban, and mudbloods - You get my drift.) I am simply borrowing them to satisfy my story. And yes, I am taking all kinds of liberties with the timeline, but I am trying to keep the basic plot. Please, read on.
Thanks for reading! Please let me know about any mistakes you find, so I can fix them. -- LazyKae
On a separate note, this story is set between fifth and sixth years. And before you say anything, I know that Lucius was in Azkaban between fifth and sixth years, not at Malfoy Manor discussing mudbloods with his son, and Harry did not see Dumbledore until Dumbledore came to take him to the Burrow and Slughorn’s. They certainly weren’t having late-night chats in Dumbledore’s office, nor had Harry started his lessons with Dumbledore at that point. So we’re just pretending that Lucius has used his connections to get out of Azkaban, and Harry made only a brief visit to Privet Drive before returning to Hogwarts, where Dumbledore immediately commenced to give him lessons.
Please feel free to comment with observations, questions, critique, criticism, or suggestions. -- LazyKae