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Ch 15 - Pretty Little Packages
A/N: Here’s a chapter for you! I wanted to take a moment to thank all of you that have been so patient with me and stuck with my stories, even when the updates just won’t get to you fast enough. So, here’s Ch 15... I hope you guys will like it.
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Ch 15 - Pretty Little Packages
The package arrived that afternoon with the rest of the owl post. It was small, in a plain brown wrapper bearing the Ministry seal and marked Urgent for Ms Granger. The elves assumed that it was something pertinent to her new job she was to start soon.
So, without any thought of checking for signs of dark magic or fowl play, Mud sent it through the Floo with their mid-day tea. Lucius sat the tray on the coffee table and then went to awaken his love.
Hermione stretched and yawned before wrapping her arms around Lucius in an affectionate hug. “Good morning.” She whispered before he kissed her gently on her lips.
He smiled and caressed her cheek. “Good morning, my dear. Did you sleep well?”
She nodded and sat up, taking the orange juice he offered her. “Yes, I slept perfectly. Better than I have in ages, actually.” She inhaled and closed her eyes at the scent of fresh baked muffins. “Is that blueberry?”
Leaning in to kiss her exposed neck, Lucius chuckled. “If I told yes would you gift me with a morning shag before we broke our fast?”
Slapping his shoulder and shooing him away, Hermione moved to the edge of the bed. “I’ll shag you all day long. You don’t have to bribe me. But I’m famished. Let’s feed each other, then shag…” She suggested with a wicked smile before moving to look at the food.
Her eyes rested on the small package off to the side and she picked it up. “What’s this?”
Lucius smirked at the parcel and shrugged. “I haven’t a clue. It appears to be from the Ministry. I’m assuming it is concerning your new position there.” He moved to sit beside her and helped himself to a muffin.
Examining the envelope closely, she shrugged and set it on the table. Grabbing her wand, she cast a quick disillusioning charm to make sure it was safe. Immediately, the envelope shifted and began to grow.
Lucius and Hermione stood in unison and moved away from the offending parcel that was now turning a sickly blackish/brown color. Lucius sprang for his wand and flicked the tip of it swiftly at the offending parcel. “Eleminatario!”
The package immediately shrunk back down to its original size and Lucius levitated it directly into the fire where it crumbled swiftly into dust. Hermione stared at the ashes and asked in a soft voice. “What was that?”
Without even sparing her a glance, Lucius answered softly. “I believe, that was Bella’s way of letting us know that she knows I’m back among the living.”
Closing her eyes, she expelled a long, slow breath. “I think you’re probably right.” Then she looked questioningly at Lucius. “But, how did she find a way to duplicate the Ministry seal? It’s supposed to be impossible to copy.”
Lucius pondered her questions as he looked back at the ashes that were left from the nearly fatal package. He wasn’t sure how Bella had been able to do such a thing, but the proof that she had was smoking in the soot.
Sighing, he turned and wrapped his arms around Hermione. “We must be more cautious now.” He rested is cheek in her hair before calling out, “Mud!”
The little elf popped in immediately with a pleasant smile. “Yes, Master? Did you likes your breakfasts?”
Lucius shook his head. “No, Mud. That package. Where did it come from?”
Mud looked confused for a moment before turning with wide eyes to look at the fireplace. The revelation hit him like a ton of bricks. Sobbing and cursing himself, he immediately dropped to the floor and began slamming his head into the marble.
“Mud is lower than mud! Mud is stupid elf! Dumb Mud! Baaaadd Mud! Must check mail! Must always check Maaaiillll!” He cried as he continued to pummel himself into the floor.
Grabbing her wand, Hermione dropped to Mud’s side. “Stop that this instant!”
Immediately, the bruised and battered elf stopped and looked with beguiling eyes to his Mistress. “Mud is sorry, Mistress. Mud did not mean to put Mistress in danger.”
Sighing, Hermione began healing his self inflicted wounds with her wand. “I forbid you to punish yourself like this again. Do you understand?”
The little elf nodded slowly. “Yes, Mistress. Mud understands.” He looked her over, checking her for injuries. “Is Mistress well? She is unharmed?”
Nodding and offering the elf a small smile, she answered, “Yes Mud. I am fine. I checked the mail myself and we discovered it was dangerous before it could do any harm. All is well.”
Lucius stepped closer at that point with a pointed ‘ahem’. “Nevertheless, I think this gives us reason to drop the charm.” he gestured to the elf. “Mud, release us from the confinement.”
The elf took a hesitant step backwards. “Mud’s cannot do that, Master. Master hads me work the spell so’s that it could nots be broken.” He shrugged helplessly. The only way it can be broken now is if one of you dies.”
Lucius went white. “What? What do you mean, the charm cannot be broken unless one of us dies?” His fists clenched in anger and he turned, pacing away from the little elf, lest he undo the healing Hermione had just done. “How is that possible?”
Mud fidgeted for a moment before answering, “Master tolds Mud to makes this room wheres no one coulds enters unless it was Mud or Mistress’ cat, sir. Mud only did as Master bid.”
Closing his eyes, Lucius acknowledged that what the elf said was true. He had told the little elf to work such a charm. He just hadn’t realized that by doing so he made the two of them sitting ducks to a madwoman.
Turning back, he glanced at Hermione before addressing the little elf. “Very well, Mud. I am sorry I put you in such a position.” He sighed. “Seeing how dying is not an option for either of us, I think we must look to instead protecting our home.” He quirked a smile at Mud. “Alert Draco and the other elves to this latest development. I am sure that they will understand the need to place wards.”
Mud nodded and Hermione watched as the elf made his exit through the Floo. Turning back to Lucius, she shrugged helplessly. “Now what do we do? I knew you would end up regretting this.”
Faster than she would have imagined he could move, he had her pinned against the wall. His body pressed intimately to hers as he rubbed his groin against her thigh. “The only thing I regret, precious, is that you aren’t naked, in that bed, underneath me. I regret that my cock isn’t sheathed inside you right now, making you cry out in ecstasy.”
An almost devilish smile crept across his face before he whispered, “However, that’s easily remedied, I believe.” As he spoke, he eased her slowly towards the bed.
When she felt the back of her thighs meet the mattress, she whimpered softly. His fingers closed over her robe and eased it slowly off of her shoulders, exposing her creamy skin to his hungry gaze.
Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back when Lucius leaned in and ran his tongue over her collarbone. Surrendering herself to the feeling, she ran her hands down his chest, and was rewarded by his moan when her hand rubbed his thickened shaft.
His moan became a growl as his hand found her mound and he quickly thrust a finger into her roughly. At the same time, he pushed Hermione onto the bed and urged her onto hands and knees.
She gasped when his hand smacked her the cheek of her rump sharply. She cried out in surprise as he used the other hand to stimulate her clit. Squirming, she arched her back and started to turn.
“No!” He commanded sternly. “If you wish me to proceed, you must stay still. If you move, I will stop.” He chuckled when she whined. “Do you understand?”
Hermione half moaned as she answered, “Yes.”
A sharp smack on her ass had her wince. “Yes what?” He growled in a very commanding voice. “Address me properly, pet.”
A thrill of excitement raced through her as she caught onto his game. “Yes, Master. Please proceed, Master.” she moaned as he rewarded her by again stroking her clit, slowly. “I’ll behave.”
She heard the smug smile in his voice. “Good, precious. Now,” He rubbed her ass cheeks with one hand as he stimulated her clit with the other. “spread your legs for me, pet. I want to see your moist core.”
As she moved to do as he bid, he clicked his tongue in approval. “Very nice, my pet. Press your head to the mattress and raise those buns high in the air for me.”
When Hermione’s cheek rested on the bed, her back arched in a way that exposed her very core to Lucius’ view. She bit her lip to keep from coming when he slid two fingers into her heat even as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb.
Her battle was lost when he slapped her bum cheek sharply. She cried out and moved her hips slightly before she could stop herself as the floodgates opened and her orgasm hit. She grasped the bed with her fists and panted with the experience. It was unlike anything she had ever felt.
Lucius chuckled deeply and smacked the opposite cheek playfully. “That’s right, precious. Come for me. Come for me now.”
As he spoke, he urged her onto her back and positioned himself between her legs. Still playing with her clit, he slid himself into her slowly. She gasped as he began to move within her.
Reaching out, she grasped his arms to help steady herself as he rode her fiercely. The friction between their bodies made her feel as if her insides were melting all around him. She arched herself up to feel him slide deeper.
She answered each thrust with one of her own. As they moved faster together, Lucius cried out as his seed filled her womb. The feel of his essence within her triggered her own orgasm.
For several moments, they lay in each others arms, near a state of euphoria. When it began to pass, Lucius rolled onto his side and carried Hermione with him, wrapping her in his embrace.
No words were spoken between them for what seemed like hours and Lucius began to relax. His thoughts drifted to the ever present threat of Bellatrix. He knew this wasn’t over. He only hoped his son could protect them until they found a way out of the predicament they were in.
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A/N: I know I have all but disappeared from the fan fiction world since my first novel has been published. I have been steady working on the second in the series, and I hit a bit of a writers block… So, I thought maybe I would take a little break and write a chapter for this story.
I hope you guys like it. I still sneak away ever so often to read a story here and there… I sure do miss you guys! I always love to hear from ya, so leave a review. Who knows? Maybe I’ll be able to turn out another chapter before too long!
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Ch 15 - Pretty Little Packages
The package arrived that afternoon with the rest of the owl post. It was small, in a plain brown wrapper bearing the Ministry seal and marked Urgent for Ms Granger. The elves assumed that it was something pertinent to her new job she was to start soon.
So, without any thought of checking for signs of dark magic or fowl play, Mud sent it through the Floo with their mid-day tea. Lucius sat the tray on the coffee table and then went to awaken his love.
Hermione stretched and yawned before wrapping her arms around Lucius in an affectionate hug. “Good morning.” She whispered before he kissed her gently on her lips.
He smiled and caressed her cheek. “Good morning, my dear. Did you sleep well?”
She nodded and sat up, taking the orange juice he offered her. “Yes, I slept perfectly. Better than I have in ages, actually.” She inhaled and closed her eyes at the scent of fresh baked muffins. “Is that blueberry?”
Leaning in to kiss her exposed neck, Lucius chuckled. “If I told yes would you gift me with a morning shag before we broke our fast?”
Slapping his shoulder and shooing him away, Hermione moved to the edge of the bed. “I’ll shag you all day long. You don’t have to bribe me. But I’m famished. Let’s feed each other, then shag…” She suggested with a wicked smile before moving to look at the food.
Her eyes rested on the small package off to the side and she picked it up. “What’s this?”
Lucius smirked at the parcel and shrugged. “I haven’t a clue. It appears to be from the Ministry. I’m assuming it is concerning your new position there.” He moved to sit beside her and helped himself to a muffin.
Examining the envelope closely, she shrugged and set it on the table. Grabbing her wand, she cast a quick disillusioning charm to make sure it was safe. Immediately, the envelope shifted and began to grow.
Lucius and Hermione stood in unison and moved away from the offending parcel that was now turning a sickly blackish/brown color. Lucius sprang for his wand and flicked the tip of it swiftly at the offending parcel. “Eleminatario!”
The package immediately shrunk back down to its original size and Lucius levitated it directly into the fire where it crumbled swiftly into dust. Hermione stared at the ashes and asked in a soft voice. “What was that?”
Without even sparing her a glance, Lucius answered softly. “I believe, that was Bella’s way of letting us know that she knows I’m back among the living.”
Closing her eyes, she expelled a long, slow breath. “I think you’re probably right.” Then she looked questioningly at Lucius. “But, how did she find a way to duplicate the Ministry seal? It’s supposed to be impossible to copy.”
Lucius pondered her questions as he looked back at the ashes that were left from the nearly fatal package. He wasn’t sure how Bella had been able to do such a thing, but the proof that she had was smoking in the soot.
Sighing, he turned and wrapped his arms around Hermione. “We must be more cautious now.” He rested is cheek in her hair before calling out, “Mud!”
The little elf popped in immediately with a pleasant smile. “Yes, Master? Did you likes your breakfasts?”
Lucius shook his head. “No, Mud. That package. Where did it come from?”
Mud looked confused for a moment before turning with wide eyes to look at the fireplace. The revelation hit him like a ton of bricks. Sobbing and cursing himself, he immediately dropped to the floor and began slamming his head into the marble.
“Mud is lower than mud! Mud is stupid elf! Dumb Mud! Baaaadd Mud! Must check mail! Must always check Maaaiillll!” He cried as he continued to pummel himself into the floor.
Grabbing her wand, Hermione dropped to Mud’s side. “Stop that this instant!”
Immediately, the bruised and battered elf stopped and looked with beguiling eyes to his Mistress. “Mud is sorry, Mistress. Mud did not mean to put Mistress in danger.”
Sighing, Hermione began healing his self inflicted wounds with her wand. “I forbid you to punish yourself like this again. Do you understand?”
The little elf nodded slowly. “Yes, Mistress. Mud understands.” He looked her over, checking her for injuries. “Is Mistress well? She is unharmed?”
Nodding and offering the elf a small smile, she answered, “Yes Mud. I am fine. I checked the mail myself and we discovered it was dangerous before it could do any harm. All is well.”
Lucius stepped closer at that point with a pointed ‘ahem’. “Nevertheless, I think this gives us reason to drop the charm.” he gestured to the elf. “Mud, release us from the confinement.”
The elf took a hesitant step backwards. “Mud’s cannot do that, Master. Master hads me work the spell so’s that it could nots be broken.” He shrugged helplessly. The only way it can be broken now is if one of you dies.”
Lucius went white. “What? What do you mean, the charm cannot be broken unless one of us dies?” His fists clenched in anger and he turned, pacing away from the little elf, lest he undo the healing Hermione had just done. “How is that possible?”
Mud fidgeted for a moment before answering, “Master tolds Mud to makes this room wheres no one coulds enters unless it was Mud or Mistress’ cat, sir. Mud only did as Master bid.”
Closing his eyes, Lucius acknowledged that what the elf said was true. He had told the little elf to work such a charm. He just hadn’t realized that by doing so he made the two of them sitting ducks to a madwoman.
Turning back, he glanced at Hermione before addressing the little elf. “Very well, Mud. I am sorry I put you in such a position.” He sighed. “Seeing how dying is not an option for either of us, I think we must look to instead protecting our home.” He quirked a smile at Mud. “Alert Draco and the other elves to this latest development. I am sure that they will understand the need to place wards.”
Mud nodded and Hermione watched as the elf made his exit through the Floo. Turning back to Lucius, she shrugged helplessly. “Now what do we do? I knew you would end up regretting this.”
Faster than she would have imagined he could move, he had her pinned against the wall. His body pressed intimately to hers as he rubbed his groin against her thigh. “The only thing I regret, precious, is that you aren’t naked, in that bed, underneath me. I regret that my cock isn’t sheathed inside you right now, making you cry out in ecstasy.”
An almost devilish smile crept across his face before he whispered, “However, that’s easily remedied, I believe.” As he spoke, he eased her slowly towards the bed.
When she felt the back of her thighs meet the mattress, she whimpered softly. His fingers closed over her robe and eased it slowly off of her shoulders, exposing her creamy skin to his hungry gaze.
Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back when Lucius leaned in and ran his tongue over her collarbone. Surrendering herself to the feeling, she ran her hands down his chest, and was rewarded by his moan when her hand rubbed his thickened shaft.
His moan became a growl as his hand found her mound and he quickly thrust a finger into her roughly. At the same time, he pushed Hermione onto the bed and urged her onto hands and knees.
She gasped when his hand smacked her the cheek of her rump sharply. She cried out in surprise as he used the other hand to stimulate her clit. Squirming, she arched her back and started to turn.
“No!” He commanded sternly. “If you wish me to proceed, you must stay still. If you move, I will stop.” He chuckled when she whined. “Do you understand?”
Hermione half moaned as she answered, “Yes.”
A sharp smack on her ass had her wince. “Yes what?” He growled in a very commanding voice. “Address me properly, pet.”
A thrill of excitement raced through her as she caught onto his game. “Yes, Master. Please proceed, Master.” she moaned as he rewarded her by again stroking her clit, slowly. “I’ll behave.”
She heard the smug smile in his voice. “Good, precious. Now,” He rubbed her ass cheeks with one hand as he stimulated her clit with the other. “spread your legs for me, pet. I want to see your moist core.”
As she moved to do as he bid, he clicked his tongue in approval. “Very nice, my pet. Press your head to the mattress and raise those buns high in the air for me.”
When Hermione’s cheek rested on the bed, her back arched in a way that exposed her very core to Lucius’ view. She bit her lip to keep from coming when he slid two fingers into her heat even as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb.
Her battle was lost when he slapped her bum cheek sharply. She cried out and moved her hips slightly before she could stop herself as the floodgates opened and her orgasm hit. She grasped the bed with her fists and panted with the experience. It was unlike anything she had ever felt.
Lucius chuckled deeply and smacked the opposite cheek playfully. “That’s right, precious. Come for me. Come for me now.”
As he spoke, he urged her onto her back and positioned himself between her legs. Still playing with her clit, he slid himself into her slowly. She gasped as he began to move within her.
Reaching out, she grasped his arms to help steady herself as he rode her fiercely. The friction between their bodies made her feel as if her insides were melting all around him. She arched herself up to feel him slide deeper.
She answered each thrust with one of her own. As they moved faster together, Lucius cried out as his seed filled her womb. The feel of his essence within her triggered her own orgasm.
For several moments, they lay in each others arms, near a state of euphoria. When it began to pass, Lucius rolled onto his side and carried Hermione with him, wrapping her in his embrace.
No words were spoken between them for what seemed like hours and Lucius began to relax. His thoughts drifted to the ever present threat of Bellatrix. He knew this wasn’t over. He only hoped his son could protect them until they found a way out of the predicament they were in.
A/N: I know I have all but disappeared from the fan fiction world since my first novel has been published. I have been steady working on the second in the series, and I hit a bit of a writers block… So, I thought maybe I would take a little break and write a chapter for this story.
I hope you guys like it. I still sneak away ever so often to read a story here and there… I sure do miss you guys! I always love to hear from ya, so leave a review. Who knows? Maybe I’ll be able to turn out another chapter before too long!