The Price of Love

[Lucius P.O.V]


My eyes sting as I open them, what the hell on gods earth is so bright?

The smell of dewberry fills my senses and I try to stand to my feet, shakily I achieve my standing.

I look around; the colours seem so much more vivid than I remember....

I look around for my new wife and daughter; I call out for them but to no avail.

I feel a soft hand on my shoulder, I turn.

“Narcissa?” I whisper.

She wraps her arms around me; I feel her warmness spreading through me.

“I’m proud of you Lucius, that little girl is beautiful.” she says.

“Where am I?” I say.

“Where do you want to be?”

“I want to be with my wife and daughter.” I say honestly.

“You are hovering between worlds Lucius; the gods want you for their own, you are on the brink of death.”

“No!” I say angrily.

Narcissa smiles at me.

“That’s what I thought you would say.”

“I remember...Persia casting the hex on me but I don’t remember anything after that.”

“You don’t remember your last words to your wife?”

I shake my head.

A horrific pain passes through me and I feel hotness envelope my torso, I look down and I see blood seeping through my shirt.

“Tell Amelia everyday that I loved her.” I whisper.

I see Narcissa place her hand on my injured torso.

“Make the most of that little girl Lucius, make the most of your wife, but most of all make the most of your life, live long and happily and laugh each and every day.”

I feel a white hot heat lick my insides and suddenly I drop to the floor and my eyes close once more.

“Lucius? Lucius please open your eyes!” I hear Hermione franticly screaming.

I open my eyes to see my bride sobbing, tears flowing freely from her chocolate pools.

“Oh Lucius, thank god!” she says kissing every part of my face.

I see Draco sitting beside me chanting steadily, I feel my skin being tugged, being magically healed.

I hear Hermione shouting for Severus, who appears at my side and forces a blood replenishing potion down my dry throat.

I feel Hermione's arms around me as she holds me against her shaking body.

“Lucius I thought I’d lost you for good!” she sobs.

I feel a little of my strength returning to me body and I sweep my hand across her cheek.

“You couldn’t get rid of me that easily.” I croak.

I see Dumbledore appear at my side.

“The dementors are coming for Ms Crouch, and Barty’s body has been taken by the ministry, how are you feeling Lucius?”

I grimace as Severus pulls me up.

“Like a thousand Acromantula have feasted on my flesh.”

“Naturally.” he smiles.

“Where is our daughter?” I say.

“Ginny has her, she’s safe.” breathes Hermione.

She takes my hand in both her small delicate ones.

“Lucius Malfoy, I don’t know what I would do if I lost you!”

“Be a bloody rich widow.” I say dryly.

She playfully slaps my arm.

“Never say that again!”

“Ok dearest.” I smile weakly.

Severus pulls the front of my shirt open and pulls a small vial out of his robes, he holds it up to the light and I see a thousand different colours shine out of the tiny glass bottle, he un-corks the lid and pours the liquid on my cut torso, instantly healing the cuts, leaving faint silver scars.

“Phoenix tears!” I hear a voice say.

Potter steps into my view as Dumbledore and Severus pull me up supporting me under each arm.

“Indeed.” I say.

Dumbledore and Severus walk with me until they reached mine and Hermione's bedroom, I see Hermione push the door open and they guide me to the bed before laying me within the covers, they walk to the door closing it as they go. I hear Hermione mutter the transfiguration charm, and I see my robes change into green silk pyjamas.

She sits at my side and strokes my cheek, pushing my hair back onto the pillow and lays her head on to the pillow beside me resting her hand on my chest.

“How long was I out for?” I whisper.

“Almost a minute.” she says.

“I saw Narcissa.”

She raises her head up to look at me a puzzled look on her face.

“What did she say?”

“She said the gods wanted to take me, but she helped heal me I think.” I say not wanting to sound insane.

Hermione sat bolt upright.

“Draco said he felt your skin burn before you woke, did you feel it as well?"

I nod.

I suddenly feel so tired, I feel my eyes closing again and I feel Hermione kiss my cheeky softly.

“Goodnight Lucius.” she whispers.

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I awake the next morning to feel a wriggling by my side, I see Hermione cradling Amelia who is watching me, her head lying on Hermione’s shoulder, and I raise my hand and stroke her head.

“Hello princess.” I say softly and she gurgles her reply.

“Hello daddy!” laughs Hermione who waves Amelia’s chubby little fist in my face.

I see Hermione raise a bottle to Amelia's mouth and she accepts it hungrily, she is almost three quarters through when her eyelids start to droop, Hermione winds her and carries her to the adjoining room, where she lays her down to sleep.

She joins me back on the bed.

“You know, we never did consummate our marriage...” I smirk.

“Lucius, you're injured!” she shouts.

“I feel fine now...” I laugh.

I run my hand over her firm breasts and my hand lowers down to touch her dewy morning core.

“I see your ready and waiting for me witch.” I purr.

I see her breath catch in her throat.

“I'm always ready for you darling” she whispers as she runs her small warm hands over my length.

I bite my lip in pleasure.

She whips the covers back and lowers her head to my shaft licking the cloudy wetness that has escaped.

I hold my breath as she takes me into her mouth running her smooth tongue over my length, sucking my head slowly, I thrust my hips and my cock enters her mouth fully and I feel her gag as I hit the back of my throat, I moan as she bites my length softly.

My hands tangle in her soft curls as she moves up and down my turgid member, sucking and teasing me like never before, this has to be the best blow job I have ever had.

“Enough!” I whisper.

I flip her over and position my now throbbing cock at her hot entrance, and she begs me to enter her.

I rub my hard heavy head on her slick opening, pushing in inch by inch, till I am fully settled in her tight sheath.

“Still so tight for me darling..” I purr.

I move slowly in my witch and she grinds her hips towards mine.

“Harder Lucius!” she whispers.

I pound into her without mercy, I feel my ball sack hitting her sweet backside over and over again as she takes every inch of me into her.

I feel her hot walls clamp down on my cock, as she screams my name as she comes; I feel her sweet nectar weeping down on to her thigh.

I continue my assault on her delectable channel and I feel myself spill my hot seed into her.

With a moan, I fall back down beside her, listening to her pant as she struggles to catch her breath.

“Gods Lucius, how do you do it to me every single time?”

“Because I can.” I smirk as I pull her closer.

I kiss her soft lips and I feel her smile underneath my lips.

I finally got my witch and I can’t wait to spend my life loving her.