INSATIABLE

LOVE the reviews :) they make me GIDDY! I suppose I should learn my lesson that it is hard to rally up some readership for original characters around these parts, ie: PANDORA and the latest opus : FLAME... two original characters that I am enamored with... BUT I have to tell you... I shocked myself when I wrote chapter 3 of FLAME... there may not be galleons of lemons in this chapter of INSATIABLE - but I do believe there is enough lemony goodness in FLAME to last for days...weeks... lord I can't wait to post it!!!!! - Love Esme
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Hermione followed the elf to the extravagant table. She was pleased and shocked to find the elves wearing little uniforms, Lucius must have found a loophole in the entire “presenting of clothes” pact between his elves. Their uniforms resembled little tuxedo’s that she thought absolutely adorable. The center pieces alone had to cost what her old jobs salary paid for a month she thought as her eyes gazed over the table. She noticed her name gracefully written across an ivory and silver card : Undersecretary, Hermione Granger, the card next to hers read : Minister of Magic, Lucius Malfoy.

She etched the cards into her mind, quietly enjoying her title in print, and alongside Lucius’s as well was a nice addition to the scene.

Her eyes followed to the chair Lucius was discreetly patting for her. His silver ring with the Malfoy insignia emblazoned on it shining in the candlelight. Viktor pulled the chair out for her and her hand brushed against Lucius hand for the briefest moment, sending a jolt of electricity through her.


Hermione suddenly realized she had never actually laid eyes on Narcissa Malfoy before in her life. She could only imagine the pureblood ice queen she would embody. She felt oddly jealous of the woman, to be married to a wizard as talented in the bedroom as Lucius. She blushed at that thought, realizing she had tasted of his talents first hand herself. "Narcissa, this is Hermione Granger my new undersecretary" Lucius drawled.



Hermione gazed at the pale witch, she could tell she was much taller than herself with very long blonde hair, a slightly more golden shade of blonde than Lucius's platinum tresses. She had light blue eyes that made her pupils look like snake eyes. Narcissa was wearing a gown of deep emerald that matched all the accents of her husbands attire.

Narcissa offered her hand to Hermione, long delicate fingers and there it was: the wedding ring that easily weighed 2 pounds and cost 2 million galleons. The Diamond was magnificent and was surrounded by emeralds in a platinum band. Hermione gave her a friendly smile and gave her hand a quick shake. "Pleased to meet you Mrs. Malfoy" Hermione said sweetly.

Hermione thought Narcissa and Lucius looked perfect together, the perfect pureblood elite she thought darkly.


Narcissa seemed so passive to Hermione, though she knew she had to have some cunning or mind of her own to catch Lucius's eye. Hermione thought back to all the alarming artifacts she found in Sirius's house, and Narcissa was a Black after all. She felt out of place among these austere people, but she felt comfortable around Lucius oddly enough. His very presence beside her calmed her nerves somehow. He managed to bring together one of the most divided groups of people in all wizard history and managed it in his own home no less. She admired him silently for that.

She felt shamed that she was so jealous of Narcissa, the wedding ring, the title, to be the object of his affection. She hated these thoughts that swarmed her mind.
Viktor squeezed her thigh to get her attention when she saw a flash of white blonde hair much shorter than Lucius or Narcisa's. Draco was saddling up next to Viktor. She grabbed Viktor’s hand and smiled calmly at him.

"Mrs. Malfoy, this is my fiancé Viktor Krum" Viktor nodded down the table to the ice queen. "Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Malfoy" he said with his Bulgarian charm. Narcissa gave him a warm smile and eyed him appreciatively. Apparently Narcissa saw something she liked very much in the handsome Bulgarian.

Out of the corner of her eye Hermione saw Lucius jaw clench when she said fiancé. They had only been engaged a month, with no end in sight she thought, she had wanted to establish her career further and wanted to wait till Viktor was at least done touring till they could even plan for a wedding. She purposely forgot to mention that to Lucius however.

“fiancé!!!!” his mind screeched to itself. He had no idea she was that attached to the Bulgarian he thought darkly. He was livid… he knew he had no right to be, but nonetheless wanted to keep his lovers to himself. Double standard be damned.

She settled back to Viktor, turning her attention to him. Viktor had given Narcissa a charming smile and the pair seemed to exchange flirty glances. Hermione dug her nails into his hand as she held it under the table.

"Draco, how are you these days?" she said coolly. The Malfoys eventually turned to the light at the end of the war and Lucius helped turn the dark lord in. Those actions still did not erase the years of abuse she had taken from the blonde gits.

"Never thought I would see the day you would be in the Manor, but here we are... congratulations , I’m doing well, Gringotts can be a little taxing though". "Yes I heard about your promotion at Gringotts, and how is Pansy doing?" His face drained of color The witch beside Draco was not the raven haired beauty, but Blaise Zabini’s younger sister Rowan. Draco swallowed his biting remarks and curtly responded "she is well".

Hermione felt a little suffocated at being in the midst of the Malfoy dynasty. She was shocked Lucius would set her in the middle of his family, and their obvious dysfunction.

Narcissa watched Lucius’s eyes as the followed Hermiones hands on the table, and the way he spoke so gently to her alarmed her greatly. Narcissa leaned over her husband, pressing her perky breasts onto his arm. "Lucius darling, do not bore me to death with talk of budgets and policy, I would be very interested in knowing more about your dear undersecretary".

Hermione’s face blushed as she heard Narcissas voice, cool as water. Hermione was chatting with Lucius about her next proposal concerning education and a meeting with McGonogal soon. They hadn’t realized how absorbed they were in each other, it was not a heated debate, but more of them sharing their opinions on the matter, finding they were quite similar.

Hermione turned her attention to the hand in her lap, Viktor had been pawing at her to get her attention for the past 15 minutes.

She held his hand in both of hers on her lap and stared into his warm brown eyes. Lucius eyes drank in Hermiones satin clad body. "what would you like to know?" he asked his wife coolly.

"I've heard a great deal about her, but nothing of her family or breeding” she said delicately. Hermione could hold her silence no longer and tersely responded “Breeding? I am not a bitch to bred Mrs. Malfoy, and as for my family, I am a Granger and am fiercely proud of it”. She said as she gave Narcissa a menacing glare.

Lucius patted her shoulder in a paternal manner, relishing in the silk of her skin. "The Grangers are a fine family Narcissa… as for myself…I would like to know when your young man and you plan to wed" he said warmly, disguising his cold menacing gaze.

She stammered and was at a loss for words, this was a sore spot between her and Viktor and did not want to let on that there was so much dissent between them already. "We haven’t set a date yet, but we are thinking on next February” Viktor chimed in as he wrapped a possessive arm around her shoulders "I tell her I would marry her tomorrow if she would let me, but no.. she wants to wait till we get settled" he said with a charming smile.

Lucius jaw clenched in anger again, and it was wearing on Hermione's resolve to be professional.

Narcissa gave her a reserved smile "yes, Draco keeps dragging his feet about proposing to Pansy, however I am in no rush to become a grandmother" she jested.

Hermione realized the age gap between her and Lucius, not that they could ever pursue a relationship, but he was old enough to be her father, and a grandfather.

Hermione looked at Viktor with a guilty expression, she felt horrible about what she had done to her fiance, but she was getting cold feet and it was only getting worse. "I just want to be able to have it all planned out, I want to us to be ready" she said calmly. He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.


Lucius looked over at the pair, He was jealous of their affection for each other, Narcissa was always an ice queen. And Hermione melted into Krum’s arm so naturally he loathed it. “Unattached my eagle owl” Lucius thought bitterly at Hermione’s lie. She did have brass balls this one, to bring her lap dog with her to HIS house and then have the audacity to snog like mad in front of him.

He wanted her lips on his lips and his only... he knew it was completely irrational and improbable that she would be his kept mistress and have no other suitors. He thought of her lips on his, and over his entire body.

He had a satisfied smirk on his face by knowing she was a wild cat between his limbs, and she still had those silver orbs on her nipples. He wondered if Krum noticed them yet, or what she told him to cover up their little games.