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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
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Adult +
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30
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40,714
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327
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3
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Chapter Thirteen
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Chapter Thirteen
Bright and early turned out to be eleven the following morning. Neither of them was completely awake when they saw each other the following day over the breakfast table. They ate in silence. Harry and Draco came into the room and greeted them with a nod. It was Harry that took note of it first.
Hermione was buttering Lucius’s toast lightly, even as the elder Malfoy put sugar and cream in her coffee that was hot enough to broil one’s insides. He nudged Draco with his elbow and nodded towards them. Lucius stopped in midbite and looked over to them watching intently.
“They think we’re having sex,” she murmured.
He snorted. If they had, he would be in a much better frame of mind that was for sure. “You really must not read their minds without permission, my dear. Manners in everything.”
“Who needs to read their minds?” she asked him. “They’re nineteen years old. When do men of that age not think about sex?”
He thought it over. “True, my dear. Very true.”
“You act like it,” Draco said.
“How does one ‘act’ so?” Lucius asked quietly, looking to Hermione.
“Don’t look at me,” she replied. “I haven’t a clue.” She wiped off her mouth and murmured, “Pardon me, but I must ready for my lessons…”
“Not yet,” Lucius told her. “Finish your meal and coffee. We have more than enough time in the day to train.” He looked over to his son. “You will be needing training as well now.”
“What? I’m trained!”
The elder Malfoy stood up, eyes a blaze as he snarled, “That wasn’t a request. That was an order. You will be trained, you ungrateful…” Hermione placed a hand on Lucius’s arm.
“Calm yourself,” she murmured. “I don’t think he understood what you meant by training. He is just a day into his new powers.” She looked over to the younger Malfoy, who had lost all his color in fear. “Draco, you will need to learn about what you’ve inherited, as well as how to control your new powers.” She looked back up to Lucius, who was staring at her. “But at the same time, I don’t think it’s best that you be the one to do the training of your son. You have no patience with him. Do you know of anyone who can do so without casting a hex at him in a fit of temper?”
Lucius sighed as he sat back down again. “I know of only one, but I doubt he’ll help.”
“Who would that be?” she asked quietly.
“No one I wish to speak about until I have a chance to talk with him,” he murmured, looking over to her. “Did you get any sleep last night?” His fingers went to the dark circle under one of her eyes. “You’re in luck. Hermione, today you are only doing research. Find and read the books on the list Severus gave to you, but only after you get some more rest. I do not want to see you so again. That is an order.” He stopped her from leaving. “But finish eating first.”
***
Hermione was tossing and turning much like she had done the night before. No matter how she lay, it didn’t feel comfortable. And then once she did settle down, an itch developed between her shoulder blades that she couldn’t reach. And if that wasn’t enough, she couldn’t stop thinking.
What made this worse was the fact that what she was thinking about was such utter nonsense! Who cares if a cow wakes up or not when it’s tipped over or if a goldfish remembered her for only three seconds! She wanted to sleep. Go into the sweet surrender to Morpheus would be lovely. But again random thoughts plagued her, along with various aches and pains she had no right to have as she was simply too young to have them! But then one thought stopped her cold.
I wonder if Lucius will tie me up before he fucks me?
She sat up straight. Where did that come from? But as odd and out of the ordinary the thought was for her to have, she wasn’t idiot enough not to realize that she wasn’t apposed to it either. Lying back on the bed, she let her mind drift along that thought. Lucius did so love to control her, she reasoned. And as master of the house, something he took great pride in, would be no different with he sex partners. Would he, she wondered. He would be no different, she reasoned.
A shiver went through her at the thought of him giving her quiet orders against her ear, as he touched her body. She squeezed her eyes shut, as a trickle of need began to pulse within her. But was it safe, she asked herself. This was Lucius Malfoy, she told herself. He was a Death Eater! She bit her lower lip, as she curled up on her side. At least admit one thing, she thought. Just tell yourself this one truth, if only to yourself.
Swallowing thickly, she did just that.
I want him to take me over. There. She had done it. She had admitted to it, if only to herself. But was Lucius Malfoy that man for her? Hermione let out a misery filled groan as she grabbed up a pillow and covered her head, as she began making a mental pros and cons list. It was moments like these that it didn’t pay to be the smartest witch of her age.
“Still having trouble sleeping, I see,” Lucius said as he went over to her and grabbed the pillow from her face. “I’ve tried that myself. The pillow unfortunately has no solution for insomnia.” He lay down next to her. “Come here. You know your spot.”
Without thought she curled up next to him, tucking her head against his neck as her arm went across his chest. And in that moment her body went totally lax. It was with a rub of her face against his throat, as well as a small sigh that Hermione fell into a deep sleep.
Lucius smiled to himself, as he slipped a possessive hand over her hip and rubbed it. “That’s my girl.”
***
Now it's time for the answer to the review sing-a-long! I'm shocked to say not a single person got it right. The song was "I Wanna Be Adored". This song can be found being done by the group the Green Street Hooligans. This was the name of the group before it changed it's name to the more well known name The Stone Roses. It's a great song and I order you all to go out and listen to it straight away!!!
Since the chocolate truffles went unclaimed they are going to be the prize today for our next review sing-a-long! "Gettin' nothing but reviews! (charge!) Gettin' nothing but reviews! (charge!) Reviews in my attic from..." I'll even give you a hint this time. Think 1980's alternative bands. Something tells me that hasn't helped much, but if you want the cookies, you can't be given the answers--right? Thanks again and please review!!!
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!
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Chapter Thirteen
Bright and early turned out to be eleven the following morning. Neither of them was completely awake when they saw each other the following day over the breakfast table. They ate in silence. Harry and Draco came into the room and greeted them with a nod. It was Harry that took note of it first.
Hermione was buttering Lucius’s toast lightly, even as the elder Malfoy put sugar and cream in her coffee that was hot enough to broil one’s insides. He nudged Draco with his elbow and nodded towards them. Lucius stopped in midbite and looked over to them watching intently.
“They think we’re having sex,” she murmured.
He snorted. If they had, he would be in a much better frame of mind that was for sure. “You really must not read their minds without permission, my dear. Manners in everything.”
“Who needs to read their minds?” she asked him. “They’re nineteen years old. When do men of that age not think about sex?”
He thought it over. “True, my dear. Very true.”
“You act like it,” Draco said.
“How does one ‘act’ so?” Lucius asked quietly, looking to Hermione.
“Don’t look at me,” she replied. “I haven’t a clue.” She wiped off her mouth and murmured, “Pardon me, but I must ready for my lessons…”
“Not yet,” Lucius told her. “Finish your meal and coffee. We have more than enough time in the day to train.” He looked over to his son. “You will be needing training as well now.”
“What? I’m trained!”
The elder Malfoy stood up, eyes a blaze as he snarled, “That wasn’t a request. That was an order. You will be trained, you ungrateful…” Hermione placed a hand on Lucius’s arm.
“Calm yourself,” she murmured. “I don’t think he understood what you meant by training. He is just a day into his new powers.” She looked over to the younger Malfoy, who had lost all his color in fear. “Draco, you will need to learn about what you’ve inherited, as well as how to control your new powers.” She looked back up to Lucius, who was staring at her. “But at the same time, I don’t think it’s best that you be the one to do the training of your son. You have no patience with him. Do you know of anyone who can do so without casting a hex at him in a fit of temper?”
Lucius sighed as he sat back down again. “I know of only one, but I doubt he’ll help.”
“Who would that be?” she asked quietly.
“No one I wish to speak about until I have a chance to talk with him,” he murmured, looking over to her. “Did you get any sleep last night?” His fingers went to the dark circle under one of her eyes. “You’re in luck. Hermione, today you are only doing research. Find and read the books on the list Severus gave to you, but only after you get some more rest. I do not want to see you so again. That is an order.” He stopped her from leaving. “But finish eating first.”
***
Hermione was tossing and turning much like she had done the night before. No matter how she lay, it didn’t feel comfortable. And then once she did settle down, an itch developed between her shoulder blades that she couldn’t reach. And if that wasn’t enough, she couldn’t stop thinking.
What made this worse was the fact that what she was thinking about was such utter nonsense! Who cares if a cow wakes up or not when it’s tipped over or if a goldfish remembered her for only three seconds! She wanted to sleep. Go into the sweet surrender to Morpheus would be lovely. But again random thoughts plagued her, along with various aches and pains she had no right to have as she was simply too young to have them! But then one thought stopped her cold.
I wonder if Lucius will tie me up before he fucks me?
She sat up straight. Where did that come from? But as odd and out of the ordinary the thought was for her to have, she wasn’t idiot enough not to realize that she wasn’t apposed to it either. Lying back on the bed, she let her mind drift along that thought. Lucius did so love to control her, she reasoned. And as master of the house, something he took great pride in, would be no different with he sex partners. Would he, she wondered. He would be no different, she reasoned.
A shiver went through her at the thought of him giving her quiet orders against her ear, as he touched her body. She squeezed her eyes shut, as a trickle of need began to pulse within her. But was it safe, she asked herself. This was Lucius Malfoy, she told herself. He was a Death Eater! She bit her lower lip, as she curled up on her side. At least admit one thing, she thought. Just tell yourself this one truth, if only to yourself.
Swallowing thickly, she did just that.
I want him to take me over. There. She had done it. She had admitted to it, if only to herself. But was Lucius Malfoy that man for her? Hermione let out a misery filled groan as she grabbed up a pillow and covered her head, as she began making a mental pros and cons list. It was moments like these that it didn’t pay to be the smartest witch of her age.
“Still having trouble sleeping, I see,” Lucius said as he went over to her and grabbed the pillow from her face. “I’ve tried that myself. The pillow unfortunately has no solution for insomnia.” He lay down next to her. “Come here. You know your spot.”
Without thought she curled up next to him, tucking her head against his neck as her arm went across his chest. And in that moment her body went totally lax. It was with a rub of her face against his throat, as well as a small sigh that Hermione fell into a deep sleep.
Lucius smiled to himself, as he slipped a possessive hand over her hip and rubbed it. “That’s my girl.”
***
Now it's time for the answer to the review sing-a-long! I'm shocked to say not a single person got it right. The song was "I Wanna Be Adored". This song can be found being done by the group the Green Street Hooligans. This was the name of the group before it changed it's name to the more well known name The Stone Roses. It's a great song and I order you all to go out and listen to it straight away!!!
Since the chocolate truffles went unclaimed they are going to be the prize today for our next review sing-a-long! "Gettin' nothing but reviews! (charge!) Gettin' nothing but reviews! (charge!) Reviews in my attic from..." I'll even give you a hint this time. Think 1980's alternative bands. Something tells me that hasn't helped much, but if you want the cookies, you can't be given the answers--right? Thanks again and please review!!!