Like Father Like Son.
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
4,615
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Feelings?
Gizelle lay against Lucius who was running his lithe, white fingers through her crimson hair. She smiled and ran her hand along this strong leg.
"Lucius, why did you want me to come to the deatheater's meeting. I thought they had disbanded after the war." Gizelle knew she needed to tread softly. She needed to get this information without letting on she was fishing.
Lucius laughed softly nuzzling his face against her hair.
"Oh Gizelle, it's not a big deal. After the war we did disband, for a while. What everyone doesn't know is that Voldemort appointed a successor before he died. The deatheaters are reconvening to discuss what to do next."
Gizelle could not believe what she was hearing. Voldemort had picked a successor. This was huge news! Gizelle hopped that Lucius wouldn't feel the quickening of her heartbeat. She had to find Harry and tell him this. She knew she needed to go but she was growing fond of being with Lucius. He made her feel sexy. Without a word Lucius picked her up off the couch and carried her to his massive bed. He laid her gently on the silken sheets and covered her gently with a blanket. He eased into bed next to her and pulled her close. Gizelle breathed as deeply as she could, taking in the scent of Lucius. It was indescribable. his long blond hair brushed her skin softly. She knew she needed to go but was so tired that she fell asleep in his arms.
"Lucius, why did you want me to come to the deatheater's meeting. I thought they had disbanded after the war." Gizelle knew she needed to tread softly. She needed to get this information without letting on she was fishing.
Lucius laughed softly nuzzling his face against her hair.
"Oh Gizelle, it's not a big deal. After the war we did disband, for a while. What everyone doesn't know is that Voldemort appointed a successor before he died. The deatheaters are reconvening to discuss what to do next."
Gizelle could not believe what she was hearing. Voldemort had picked a successor. This was huge news! Gizelle hopped that Lucius wouldn't feel the quickening of her heartbeat. She had to find Harry and tell him this. She knew she needed to go but she was growing fond of being with Lucius. He made her feel sexy. Without a word Lucius picked her up off the couch and carried her to his massive bed. He laid her gently on the silken sheets and covered her gently with a blanket. He eased into bed next to her and pulled her close. Gizelle breathed as deeply as she could, taking in the scent of Lucius. It was indescribable. his long blond hair brushed her skin softly. She knew she needed to go but was so tired that she fell asleep in his arms.