Lights of Questionable Faith
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Chapter XVII
Lovely Reviewers:
Heidi191976 - Mr. Malfoy is the one she needs to talk to.
Hilda Malfoy - Nope. Not destroy. Mr. Malfoy wants love just as much as Lucius.
I went to see the Veela update right away as always. I love Veela! Draco needs lovin'!
Lauriurix - He is more scared of what Mr. Malfoy might be able to do to Hermione. I am thinking.
Voracious Reader - You'll see how it is taken care of.
maddie50 - Yes, Lucius morphs into Mr. Malfoy quite quickly when Hermione causes him stress.
trippingEYES - I also have a Severus plushie. One of my friends makes me plushies. I hope to get a Remus for Christmas. I should put up pictures of the plushies.
HermioneMalfoyFan - Yes, I realized that I wasn't being as clear as I should be. You didn't imply that it wasn't good. You never have. I said that on my own.
I understand. Finals next week. I just hope the meds adjust by then.
She needs to love them.
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I hope y'all are enjoying your holidays. I start mine soon. I am so ready to go to Kansas. I will get to see my best friend again.
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Hermione sat up the night watching over Lucius as he slept. Periodically, his face would tense and his eyes would narrow. Then he would relax and look content.
She’d allowed him to stay. She was worried that he would be worse if he was made to leave.
What happened to him? He seemed to have two personalities, two wholly different people living in his head. How had she missed it before?
He reached for her with a moan. She slid closer to him and drew his head against her chest. She stroked the soft hair. She would have to tame the vicious person in his head, and she needed to speak with Draco about it. He knew about it.
Lucius’ eyes blinked blearily as the sun streamed in the east window of the room.
“Hermione,” Lucius asked, stroking her arm.
“She should have sex with you.”
“She must be given a choice.”
“Just make her.”
“No.”
“Are you alright, Lucius?” Hermione asked, pressing her hand against his cheek.
“Yes,” Lucius said, and he fiddled with the edge of her dress. “Can we talk?”
“Always,” Hermione said, gently shifting him off her. “Just give me a moment to go to the loo.”
Lucius sat up as Hermione walked to the door to the loo.
“She is leaving you. Let me snatch her back to us.”
“She will come back.”
“You’re more stupid than rat excrement.”
“I am not. She will come back to me.”
Hermione appeared then and watched Lucius’ lips tremble.
“Lucius,” she said, and she went to him quickly.
He wrapped his arms around her.
“Promise you won’t leave me. If you do, he will hurt you.”
“I just went to the loo,” Hermione said. “I come back to you every time that I leave, I return. It may take time, but I promise to never leave with the intention to never return.”
Lucius grinned and wrapped his arms around Hermione.
“I love you, Hermione.”
“I know. I know.”
“Hermione, we never went on our honeymoon.”
“It’s alright. We don’t need one,” she whispered.
“She would refuse our gifts. She presumes to know what we want and need.”
“I will talk to her.”
“She should be happy that she is married to us. She should want to be seen with us.”
“All I mean,” Hermione said, petting his hair as she watched him struggle, “is that just being with you is enough for me.”
“But all we’ve done is fight.”
“We fought a lot when you were seventeen.”
“Yes, and she ran away in the middle of one.”
Lucius frowned, and he whimpered.
“Let me make sure she won’t do such a thing to us again.”
“You won’t hurt her.”
“I’ll teach her a lesson.”
“You talk of wanting to talk out our problems, yet you don’t want to listen to me,” Mr. Malfoy said, shoving one of his knees between her thighs.
“Lucius, what happened?” she asked looking at him.
“I’m fine,” Mr. Malfoy said, running his fingers over her neck. “Tell me that you love me.”
Hermione looked into his eyes.
“Please tell me what’s wrong, Lucius,” she said, moving her arms up to wrap around his neck. She needed to speak with Severus and Draco about these shifts. She’d never seen this behavior before.
“You’re upsetting her!”
“I’m not hurting her. It’s good for her. She will spend the day with me.”
“You will stop frightening her. I don’t want her to run from me.”
“If she runs, it’ll be the last time.”
“YOU WON’T HURT HER!”
“We will spend the day together. We will go shopping. I will get you some books, some robes, some pretty jewels. We will go out to eat, and we will go to the theatre. Please,” Lucius pleaded, shifting back.
“I don’t need any jewels, Lucius.”
“But I want people to see how special you are and how much I love you.”
“I need only one piece of jewelry for that,” Hermione said, placing her left hand in front of his face. “Just this ring alone says that I am special and you love me.”
Lucius flushed and looked pleased.
“Will you spend the day with me?”
“I think we can do that. May we go to Hogsmeade?”
“See…she wants to go where few people will see you. She should want to go to Paris, France; Rome, Italy; Berlin, Germany; Madrid, Spain. Not Hogsmeade,” Mr. Malfoy hissed snidely.
“I will take her to all those places someday.”
“Why not today?”
“I was thinking of going to Paris.”
“Paris is lovely, but I was thinking that maybe it would be fun to recreate our first date, except for the very end.”
“See! She has a good reason for her request. It’s a good idea.”
Mr. Malfoy turned around and made puking noises.
“I was hoping that we could start over at the beginning,” Hermione said, smiling at him.
“Hogsmeade would be fun. We will, of course, eat out at a restaurant in London though.”
“That would be fine, if that’s what you want,” Hermione said, and she kissed his forehead. “Why don’t you go and get showered and change clothes? You’ll be more comfortable not wearing such fine clothing.”
“When I am ready, I will come and pick you up. Do you want to use the floo or apparate?”
“Apparating would be best,” Hermione said, and she leaned up and pecked his cheeks. “Will you be ready in an hour?”
Lucius nodded.
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I hope y'all like it. Drop a review!
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Heidi191976 - Mr. Malfoy is the one she needs to talk to.
Hilda Malfoy - Nope. Not destroy. Mr. Malfoy wants love just as much as Lucius.
I went to see the Veela update right away as always. I love Veela! Draco needs lovin'!
Lauriurix - He is more scared of what Mr. Malfoy might be able to do to Hermione. I am thinking.
Voracious Reader - You'll see how it is taken care of.
maddie50 - Yes, Lucius morphs into Mr. Malfoy quite quickly when Hermione causes him stress.
trippingEYES - I also have a Severus plushie. One of my friends makes me plushies. I hope to get a Remus for Christmas. I should put up pictures of the plushies.
HermioneMalfoyFan - Yes, I realized that I wasn't being as clear as I should be. You didn't imply that it wasn't good. You never have. I said that on my own.
I understand. Finals next week. I just hope the meds adjust by then.
She needs to love them.
~*~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~~*~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~*~~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~*~~~*~~*~
I hope y'all are enjoying your holidays. I start mine soon. I am so ready to go to Kansas. I will get to see my best friend again.
~*~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~~*~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~*~~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~*~~~*~~*~
Hermione sat up the night watching over Lucius as he slept. Periodically, his face would tense and his eyes would narrow. Then he would relax and look content.
She’d allowed him to stay. She was worried that he would be worse if he was made to leave.
What happened to him? He seemed to have two personalities, two wholly different people living in his head. How had she missed it before?
He reached for her with a moan. She slid closer to him and drew his head against her chest. She stroked the soft hair. She would have to tame the vicious person in his head, and she needed to speak with Draco about it. He knew about it.
Lucius’ eyes blinked blearily as the sun streamed in the east window of the room.
“Hermione,” Lucius asked, stroking her arm.
“She should have sex with you.”
“She must be given a choice.”
“Just make her.”
“No.”
“Are you alright, Lucius?” Hermione asked, pressing her hand against his cheek.
“Yes,” Lucius said, and he fiddled with the edge of her dress. “Can we talk?”
“Always,” Hermione said, gently shifting him off her. “Just give me a moment to go to the loo.”
Lucius sat up as Hermione walked to the door to the loo.
“She is leaving you. Let me snatch her back to us.”
“She will come back.”
“You’re more stupid than rat excrement.”
“I am not. She will come back to me.”
Hermione appeared then and watched Lucius’ lips tremble.
“Lucius,” she said, and she went to him quickly.
He wrapped his arms around her.
“Promise you won’t leave me. If you do, he will hurt you.”
“I just went to the loo,” Hermione said. “I come back to you every time that I leave, I return. It may take time, but I promise to never leave with the intention to never return.”
Lucius grinned and wrapped his arms around Hermione.
“I love you, Hermione.”
“I know. I know.”
“Hermione, we never went on our honeymoon.”
“It’s alright. We don’t need one,” she whispered.
“She would refuse our gifts. She presumes to know what we want and need.”
“I will talk to her.”
“She should be happy that she is married to us. She should want to be seen with us.”
“All I mean,” Hermione said, petting his hair as she watched him struggle, “is that just being with you is enough for me.”
“But all we’ve done is fight.”
“We fought a lot when you were seventeen.”
“Yes, and she ran away in the middle of one.”
Lucius frowned, and he whimpered.
“Let me make sure she won’t do such a thing to us again.”
“You won’t hurt her.”
“I’ll teach her a lesson.”
“You talk of wanting to talk out our problems, yet you don’t want to listen to me,” Mr. Malfoy said, shoving one of his knees between her thighs.
“Lucius, what happened?” she asked looking at him.
“I’m fine,” Mr. Malfoy said, running his fingers over her neck. “Tell me that you love me.”
Hermione looked into his eyes.
“Please tell me what’s wrong, Lucius,” she said, moving her arms up to wrap around his neck. She needed to speak with Severus and Draco about these shifts. She’d never seen this behavior before.
“You’re upsetting her!”
“I’m not hurting her. It’s good for her. She will spend the day with me.”
“You will stop frightening her. I don’t want her to run from me.”
“If she runs, it’ll be the last time.”
“YOU WON’T HURT HER!”
“We will spend the day together. We will go shopping. I will get you some books, some robes, some pretty jewels. We will go out to eat, and we will go to the theatre. Please,” Lucius pleaded, shifting back.
“I don’t need any jewels, Lucius.”
“But I want people to see how special you are and how much I love you.”
“I need only one piece of jewelry for that,” Hermione said, placing her left hand in front of his face. “Just this ring alone says that I am special and you love me.”
Lucius flushed and looked pleased.
“Will you spend the day with me?”
“I think we can do that. May we go to Hogsmeade?”
“See…she wants to go where few people will see you. She should want to go to Paris, France; Rome, Italy; Berlin, Germany; Madrid, Spain. Not Hogsmeade,” Mr. Malfoy hissed snidely.
“I will take her to all those places someday.”
“Why not today?”
“I was thinking of going to Paris.”
“Paris is lovely, but I was thinking that maybe it would be fun to recreate our first date, except for the very end.”
“See! She has a good reason for her request. It’s a good idea.”
Mr. Malfoy turned around and made puking noises.
“I was hoping that we could start over at the beginning,” Hermione said, smiling at him.
“Hogsmeade would be fun. We will, of course, eat out at a restaurant in London though.”
“That would be fine, if that’s what you want,” Hermione said, and she kissed his forehead. “Why don’t you go and get showered and change clothes? You’ll be more comfortable not wearing such fine clothing.”
“When I am ready, I will come and pick you up. Do you want to use the floo or apparate?”
“Apparating would be best,” Hermione said, and she leaned up and pecked his cheeks. “Will you be ready in an hour?”
Lucius nodded.
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