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Adult ++
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30
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424
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Floo Again
The characters belong to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing them for a while. No copyright transgressions are intended and no profit is made.
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Updated 10-24-06
Thank you for all the great reviews. I appreciate the time you take to give me feedback. And welcome to the new reviewers. I hope everyone continues to enjoy where I'm taking the story. It isn't anywhere near finished yet.
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Chapter Sixeen –Floo Again
The next morning Hermione crept out of Lucius’ bedroom before he was awake in order to avoid telling him she would acquiesce to his demand. He deserved to stew for a while waiting for her answer. He obviously wanted it badly enough to go to the trouble he had, and to risk the possibility she would reject him totally. She definitely needed to emphasize that if he was going to introduce any more new sex techniques, she would appreciate him discussing it with her first as a courtesy. She wasn’t just a back alley whore he could force in bed. He needed to accord her respect, which she felt had been sadly lacking last night. She went to the estate library to begin her research on becoming an irresistible siren.
Lucius came awake and knew immediately his wife was gone, little coward. She could tell him later what her answer was about his adjustment in oral sex, but he had another item to accomplish today. He dressed and went to his study, then sent down through the Floo Network for Snape again.
Snape exited Lucius’ fireplace into his study thirty minutes later. “Three visits in as many days. What upheaval is it this time?” Snape discarded his floo robe and settled on an easy chair.
Lucius invited Severus to join him in a glass of the aged scotch out of the leather decanter beside him on the whatnot table. Lucius sat on his sofa and they both drank silently for a few minutes. Lucius noticed Snape had a new silver ring set with a large black stone. “I see you’re wearing a wedding ring now. Did the little wife demand an outward display of your devotion to her?”
“The ring is not my wife’s idea, Lucius. She doesn’t have enough ideas in her head to waste one on my jewelry. I liked the black diamond and had it set in platinum for myself. It’s on my left hand because I use my right for handling caustic ingredients, hence the wedding ring effect. Purely coincidental.”
Lucius let that possible bouncer slide and got to his reason for asking Snape to visit. “I’m rescinding my order for the contraceptive potion, Severus. I won’t be needing any more. I’ve decided to let fate run its own course.”
“Frankly, I’m surprised you lasted as long as you did,” Snape replied, absently holding his glass up to the light to assess the color of the liquor. “Are you sure? You’ve been so adamant about no tainted children.”
“I’m trying to let go of what I can’t change, but I admit it’s difficult to lose an important part of what makes me who I am. In the meantime, at least I can enjoy sex again. That alone makes a big difference. For the rest, I’ll hope to weather this. Perhaps the edict will be dropped someday. I can’t wait on it forever, though. At least I won’t have to gag on that horrendous bat shit potion.”
“Ah, you’ve discovered one of the ingredients. Very good!” Snape’s black eyes snapped with mirth as Lucius leaped up, enraged. “Oh, sit down, Malfoy, I’m just pulling your tail. You have no sense of humor.” Snape watched Lucius lower himself back onto his sofa, his icy eyes throwing daggers. Snape continued unperturbed, “You wouldn’t credit it, but as the contraceptive potion sales have dropped, my orders for love potions have skyrocketed. Human nature is always so reliably fickle. I don’t suppose you have any need for one? Or perhaps you would like to slip Hermione a love potion in her soup?” Snape’s mouth twisted upward on one side with what passed for humor.
I’ve never had to resort to them,” Lucius said with unusual honesty and a nasty glare. “I have had to be careful that I wasn’t slipped them, though. Even back at Hogwarts. I have had clingy females plaguing me all my life.”
“Ah, yes. The Malfoy power, the Malfoy money, and possibly for some, those pale Malfoy looks. I understand completely. Women are such venal creatures.” Snape’s cold, black eyes gleamed again for a second. “But they do have their uses and, having said that, I must return home. I believe my wife is waiting to be…used. She wants a new frock. A fair trade, I think.”
“One last question, Severus. Are there really no side effects to the potion? I’m not taking it any more in any case. But I need to know.” Lucius held his breath.
“There is only one side effect, which I think you’ve noticed already.” Snape smiled with pity at the blond wizard.
Lucius’ hand crept protectively to his lap.
“The potion makes absolutely everyone gag from the taste.” Snape laughed, finished off the scotch and rose to don his floo robe. He said his adieux and left.
Lucius was both relieved and vexed at the stupid joke, but even more annoyed at being told the women only wanted him for his money and power. It was true his power had waned significantly in the previous year. And while having an anklet and a new wife hadn’t lessened his ability to attract women, he could never do anything about it. However, having his looks denigrated was just spite on Snape’s part. Snape’s wife - what was her name? - had run her hand up Lucius’ backside more than once at social functions. Lucius expected the little tart would be handed two black eyes if Hermione ever caught her touching him that way. Odd that the sensation of Hermione fighting another woman for him made him feel…contented.
Lucius sipped his scotch and pondered having Hermione catch little Mrs. Snape with her hand on his butt. He would have to be careful that Hermione didn’t think he was inviting it or enjoying it. That would backfire on him disastrously. He’d have to give that scenario more thought. Hermione fighting for him…hmmm.
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Hermione was finding several possibilities in her research. She noted that she would have to buy some slinky clothes, especially nightwear, and maybe get some sexy perfume. She could ask the elves if they knew what perfume Lucius liked, or possibly they could find out for her secretly. The nightwear would have to be easily removed. She didn’t know what color Lucius liked for sure, but she figured black slinky stuff was safe. That man wore way too much black. And she’d have to have lacy lingerie for daytime in case Lucius changed the rules on her again. Hermione backed up mentally; she could corner him in the daytime. She didn’t have to wait on his choices. Got to think like a siren, Hermione, she reminded herself. She jotted down more ideas from the titillating picture books.
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Updated 10-24-06
Thank you for all the great reviews. I appreciate the time you take to give me feedback. And welcome to the new reviewers. I hope everyone continues to enjoy where I'm taking the story. It isn't anywhere near finished yet.
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Chapter Sixeen –Floo Again
The next morning Hermione crept out of Lucius’ bedroom before he was awake in order to avoid telling him she would acquiesce to his demand. He deserved to stew for a while waiting for her answer. He obviously wanted it badly enough to go to the trouble he had, and to risk the possibility she would reject him totally. She definitely needed to emphasize that if he was going to introduce any more new sex techniques, she would appreciate him discussing it with her first as a courtesy. She wasn’t just a back alley whore he could force in bed. He needed to accord her respect, which she felt had been sadly lacking last night. She went to the estate library to begin her research on becoming an irresistible siren.
Lucius came awake and knew immediately his wife was gone, little coward. She could tell him later what her answer was about his adjustment in oral sex, but he had another item to accomplish today. He dressed and went to his study, then sent down through the Floo Network for Snape again.
Snape exited Lucius’ fireplace into his study thirty minutes later. “Three visits in as many days. What upheaval is it this time?” Snape discarded his floo robe and settled on an easy chair.
Lucius invited Severus to join him in a glass of the aged scotch out of the leather decanter beside him on the whatnot table. Lucius sat on his sofa and they both drank silently for a few minutes. Lucius noticed Snape had a new silver ring set with a large black stone. “I see you’re wearing a wedding ring now. Did the little wife demand an outward display of your devotion to her?”
“The ring is not my wife’s idea, Lucius. She doesn’t have enough ideas in her head to waste one on my jewelry. I liked the black diamond and had it set in platinum for myself. It’s on my left hand because I use my right for handling caustic ingredients, hence the wedding ring effect. Purely coincidental.”
Lucius let that possible bouncer slide and got to his reason for asking Snape to visit. “I’m rescinding my order for the contraceptive potion, Severus. I won’t be needing any more. I’ve decided to let fate run its own course.”
“Frankly, I’m surprised you lasted as long as you did,” Snape replied, absently holding his glass up to the light to assess the color of the liquor. “Are you sure? You’ve been so adamant about no tainted children.”
“I’m trying to let go of what I can’t change, but I admit it’s difficult to lose an important part of what makes me who I am. In the meantime, at least I can enjoy sex again. That alone makes a big difference. For the rest, I’ll hope to weather this. Perhaps the edict will be dropped someday. I can’t wait on it forever, though. At least I won’t have to gag on that horrendous bat shit potion.”
“Ah, you’ve discovered one of the ingredients. Very good!” Snape’s black eyes snapped with mirth as Lucius leaped up, enraged. “Oh, sit down, Malfoy, I’m just pulling your tail. You have no sense of humor.” Snape watched Lucius lower himself back onto his sofa, his icy eyes throwing daggers. Snape continued unperturbed, “You wouldn’t credit it, but as the contraceptive potion sales have dropped, my orders for love potions have skyrocketed. Human nature is always so reliably fickle. I don’t suppose you have any need for one? Or perhaps you would like to slip Hermione a love potion in her soup?” Snape’s mouth twisted upward on one side with what passed for humor.
I’ve never had to resort to them,” Lucius said with unusual honesty and a nasty glare. “I have had to be careful that I wasn’t slipped them, though. Even back at Hogwarts. I have had clingy females plaguing me all my life.”
“Ah, yes. The Malfoy power, the Malfoy money, and possibly for some, those pale Malfoy looks. I understand completely. Women are such venal creatures.” Snape’s cold, black eyes gleamed again for a second. “But they do have their uses and, having said that, I must return home. I believe my wife is waiting to be…used. She wants a new frock. A fair trade, I think.”
“One last question, Severus. Are there really no side effects to the potion? I’m not taking it any more in any case. But I need to know.” Lucius held his breath.
“There is only one side effect, which I think you’ve noticed already.” Snape smiled with pity at the blond wizard.
Lucius’ hand crept protectively to his lap.
“The potion makes absolutely everyone gag from the taste.” Snape laughed, finished off the scotch and rose to don his floo robe. He said his adieux and left.
Lucius was both relieved and vexed at the stupid joke, but even more annoyed at being told the women only wanted him for his money and power. It was true his power had waned significantly in the previous year. And while having an anklet and a new wife hadn’t lessened his ability to attract women, he could never do anything about it. However, having his looks denigrated was just spite on Snape’s part. Snape’s wife - what was her name? - had run her hand up Lucius’ backside more than once at social functions. Lucius expected the little tart would be handed two black eyes if Hermione ever caught her touching him that way. Odd that the sensation of Hermione fighting another woman for him made him feel…contented.
Lucius sipped his scotch and pondered having Hermione catch little Mrs. Snape with her hand on his butt. He would have to be careful that Hermione didn’t think he was inviting it or enjoying it. That would backfire on him disastrously. He’d have to give that scenario more thought. Hermione fighting for him…hmmm.
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Hermione was finding several possibilities in her research. She noted that she would have to buy some slinky clothes, especially nightwear, and maybe get some sexy perfume. She could ask the elves if they knew what perfume Lucius liked, or possibly they could find out for her secretly. The nightwear would have to be easily removed. She didn’t know what color Lucius liked for sure, but she figured black slinky stuff was safe. That man wore way too much black. And she’d have to have lacy lingerie for daytime in case Lucius changed the rules on her again. Hermione backed up mentally; she could corner him in the daytime. She didn’t have to wait on his choices. Got to think like a siren, Hermione, she reminded herself. She jotted down more ideas from the titillating picture books.
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