Dolasitas

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Lucius continued with his intention of fucking her daily, but it was now a week before Lexy was due to return to Hogwarts and there was still no sign of a pregnancy. He sighed as he relaxed in the parlour and mused upon this; his intention had been to impregnate her straight away so she would be unable to return to Hogwarts, but it seemed he been unsuccessful thus far.

A soft tap on the door announced that Lexy was entering the room, and she walked in, taking the seat next to him on the sofa. “Lucius, do you have time to for a chat?” she asked, allowing him to place his arm around her shoulders.

“Seeing as I will be limited to how much time I can spend with you from next week, I have all the time in the world for you this week, princess,” he said, his voice silken.

Lexy shivered as she felt her nipples harden. Her attraction to Lucius had only increased after their wedding night. Whilst she had no previous lovers to compare him to, she had no doubt after listening to her housemates bemoan their boyfriends that Lucius was an extremely talented and dedicated lover. Unconsciously, she moved closer into his chest as she replied, “That was what I wanted to discuss, actually.”

Lucius brightened. “Have you changed your mind about wanting to go back to Hogwarts?” he asked hopefully.

“No, Lucius. I would never forgive myself if I did not attempt to finish my education,” Lexy said with a small frown. “It is just that we haven’t actually discussed the arrangements; specifically, what time you expect me to return home and what is to happen with Will whilst I am at Hogwarts.”

“As for the latter, that is simple,” Lucius replied dismissively. “He can go to the nursery in Hogsmeade, and you can collect him after your studies.”

She shook her head. “I feared you would say that,” Lexy said heavily.

“What do you suggest instead?” Lucius demanded, his hands sliding underneath her robes and working their way towards her breasts.

“The problem that I see is that when we conceive, you will of course want me to withdraw from my studies.” Lucius nodded impatiently. “When that day comes, I will want Will here with me rather than in some nursery with people I neither know nor trust.”

“Then the sooner you conceive, the better, Lexy,” Lucius replied, his eyes dark.

“But I do not want him to go to a nursery at all, Lucius. He has been through enough upheaval already…” her breath hitched as Lucius’ hands worked their way underneath her bra, teasing her erect nipples. Lexy closed her eyes and leaned further back against his chest. “I would rather that he stays here at the manor in the daytime with a house elf assigned to his care whilst I am absent.”

“If it will make you happy, princess, I will arrange it for you,” Lucius replied, slowly trailing kisses down her neck.

“Thank you, Lucius,” Lexy said, surprised how quickly he had acquiesced.

He paused his attentions to her briefly. “You are welcome, Lexy. But in return I want you to provide me with a copy of your timetable. You are to go to Hogwarts fifteen minutes before your first lesson and return within fifteen minutes of your last lesson. I have arranged a Floo connection with Lupin’s office, as well as the existing one I have with Severus.”

“That sounds perfectly fair,” she agreed.

“I am glad you agree,” Lucius stated, before taking hold of Lexy around the waist, twisting her around and pinning her underneath him on the sofa. He leaned down, his face mere inches away from hers. “Now, are you done talking?” he demanded.

Lexy nodded, her lips parted and her breathing speeding up. “Did you have something else in mind?”

A deep growl erupted from within Lucius and he wrenched her robes off, his hand tearing away her briefs. His fingers began sliding in and out of her. “This is the only thing on my mind right now.”

“It’s the only thing on your mind most of the time, Lucius,” she replied with a sparkle in her eyes.

“How could it be any other way when I have you, Lexy?” he whispered seductively in her ear. Lucius pulled up his own robes and slid his hands underneath her body, positioning them underneath her ass then pulling her hips towards him as he thrust into her.

“I marvel how few words it takes from me to have you dripping wet for me, princess,” he murmured as she moaned loudly.

“I have never denied my attraction to you, Lucius,” she gasped, her hips bucking upwards to meet his wild thrusts.

“Did I not promise you that you would come to love my cock? Is that now the case?” Lucius asked forcefully.

“Gods, yes!” she replied earnestly, wrapping her arms around his neck as they rolled onto the floor, Lexy straddling his hips as he continued to pump into her.

“Ride me, baby,” he said hoarsely, his eyes fixed on her breasts as they bounced up and down, her hair fanned out across them. Lexy released her hold on his neck and leaned forward, placing her hands either side of his chest as she began to move on top of him, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she increased the pace and Lucius began to shudder.

He reached his hands up and began to rub his fingers frantically against her clitoris, a guttural moan escaping him as she writhed around his cock. Neither of them heard the door open as they approached orgasm, Lexy wildly bouncing on top of him and Lucius throwing his head back in ecstasy as he felt it approach.

Lexy reached her orgasm first, and the feeling of her muscles contracting around his cock pushed Lucius over the edge, his hips lifting off the floor as he pumped his cum into her. As Lexy collapsed on top of him, they heard an enthusiastic round of applause begin behind them.

Their heads spun around to see Rodolphus Lestrange framed in the doorway, his eyes darkening appreciatively as he watched Lexy scramble to her feet and cover herself with the remnants of her robe. “Superb,” he said admiringly, moving forward. “Lucius, you are a lucky man.”

Lucius moved between Rodolphus and Lexy, his eyes betraying his fury. “What is the meaning of this?” he demanded.

Rodolphus quirked one eyebrow. “Really, Lucius, it isn’t as if I haven’t seen you doing much more than that before,” he replied.

“That is beside the point! I have lost count of the number of times I have stressed to you that my wife is off-limits, Rodolphus,” Lucius retorted angrily. “That does not only include sexual contact with her, but intruding upon her privacy in any way at all.”

Lexy blushed as Rodolphus stared across at her. “If Lady Malfoy objects to my presence, I shall not continue to inflict myself upon her.”

She shook her head. “I have no objection to meeting you socially, sir. Our situation demands it, surely? However, I very much hope that you will respect my husband’s wishes in this matter. I would hate to be the cause of bad feeling between you.”

Rodolphus nodded and shook Lucius’ hand. “Your wife speaks a great deal of sense, Lucius; much more than Bellatrix ever does,” he said sourly. “I apologise for my intrusion. Now, Lucius, may we discuss business?”

Lucius nodded abruptly. “Lexy, you may go and find Tosey and inform him of the plans regarding your brother. I shall find you later.”

Lexy nodded and left the room, realising that they were about to discuss the Dark Lord’s business. A small pop as she closed the door informed her that the room was soundproofed and there was no point in attempting to listen in.

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A week later, Lexy was slowly dressing in her Hogwarts uniform as the sound of a door slamming behind her informed her that Lucius was awake. She sighed. Over the past few days, Lucius had made it more than plain that he was far from happy about her return to Hogwarts. There was no way that she was about to back down, though. “Do you have any plans for today, dear?” she called tentatively as she pulled on her tights.

Lucius snorted. “Do not try and feign interest, Lexy,” he replied coldly. “If you truly were concerned, you would be staying here with me rather than going off to Hogwarts as if you were still a schoolgirl.”

“But I am,” she said quietly, turning towards him.

Lucius shook his head vehemently. “You are a grown woman who wishes she were still a schoolgirl, Lexy. You are my wife, and legally an adult. Though,” he finished with a small hiss, “I cannot deny that the outfit still suits you.”

“The time will fly by, Lucius,” she assured him with a slight blush. “I will only be at lessons for seven hours each day, after all, and it is only a few months until the Christmas break.”

“I am a greedy man though, darling, and I hate even the minutes that you are not by my side. I do not know how I will manage to last the day.”

“I am sure that your master will find plenty to occupy you,” Lexy replied, unable to keep her bitterness out of her voice.

Lucius sat down and motioned to Lexy to sit beside him. “The things that he offered me before hold no joy for me now, Lexy,” he insisted. “You must remember, before I had you I was in an unhappy and unfulfilled marriage. The toys he sent me were enough to hold my fascination for a while.”

“Toys?” she questioned nervously.

“Lexy, you are not that naïve,” he snapped. “Do not make me spell it out for you. What I am trying to tell you is that even if I were able to partake in those treats now, I would have no desire to. You are the only thing I want, and knowing that I will be without you for so long is driving me crazy.”

“But your master must have plans he wants you to work on, surely. He does not strike me as the type to rest on his laurels, and you are one of his most trusted servants after all, Lucius,” she insistently probed.

Lucius stared at her suspiciously but then shook his head. She was merely attempting to show an interest, he was sure. “Yes, you are correct darling. Perhaps when you are finished with Hogwarts you will be able to help with the plans as well; there is much to be done yet.” Lexy visibly blanched. “What is it, Lexy?” he asked excitedly. “Do you feel ill?”

“I am sure it is simply nerves about returning to Hogwarts, Lucius, nothing to get yourself excited about,” she gently chided him. “Speaking of which…”

“Yes, time is taking us for a fool, I know,” he said ruefully. “Downstairs to the fireplace then, darling.”

She nodded, and they silently made their way downstairs. Lucius grasped a handful of Floo powder, throwing it into the fire for her. “I shall see you at quarter past four then, Lexy, no later.”

Lexy impulsively reached up and kissed him passionately. “I will miss you, Lucius,” she whispered.

“Not as much as I will miss you, my angel,” he murmured, furiously blinking back the tear that was threatening to spill. “Go on then, away with you.” Lucius pushed her into the fire.

“Remus Lupin’s office,” she called clearly before disappearing into the flames.

Remus was there waiting anxiously, reaching out a hand to steady her as she stumbled out of the fireplace. “How are you, Lexy?” he demanded, his face drawn and pale.

Lexy smiled, glad to see him again. “I am fine, Remus, honestly,” she assured me. “Lucius has been nothing other than lovely to me.”

Remus frowned dubiously. “I am sorry that I have been unable to come and check upon you both, but I could not risk drawing suspicion upon you.”

“I understand completely. Have you got my timetable, Remus?” she asked.

He nodded and handed it over. “Transfiguration, Potions, Ancient Runes and Charms. That’s correct, isn’t it?”

Lexy smiled and nodded. “Oh, you’re my first lesson today, Remus.”

“Yes. We have a few minutes before we need to go through to the classroom, enough for you to answer one more question for me.”

Lexy looked at him. “Anything.”

“Are you happy, Lexy?”

“I cannot see how it matters, Remus, but I am. I never envisaged myself in a marriage where I did not love my husband, but nonetheless I am happy living with Lucius. He treats me well, provides Will and I with everything we need and keeps him safe. I can expect no more from him, and I know that I am lucky to get that,” she replied honestly.

“You deserve more than that though!” Remus exclaimed passionately, surprising them both.

“But I have no chance of getting it whilst the Dark Lord is in power,” Lexy said gently. “I could have ended up in a far, far worse position than that in which I am in, you must see that Remus.”

Remus shook his head slightly, but did not elaborate. “There will be an Order meeting here at lunchtime, Lexy. There will be few chances for you to attend with the restrictions Lucius has on you, so I have arranged for a full meeting today.”

She nodded. “Thank you, Remus.”


The morning’s lessons flew by and soon Lexy was hastening back to the office for the meeting. As Remus hastily closed the door behind her, she caught sight of a number of faces she had not seen before, though one of them was more than familiar to her. The man in question rose and brought her hand to his lips. “My, Father has struck lucky with you,” he said smoothly.

“Draco?” Lexy asked questioningly.

He nodded. “Draco Malfoy at your service my Lady,” he affirmed bitterly. “I am surprised you even know my name. I do not imagine that I am a favoured topic of conversation at the manor.”

“Lucius has mentioned you; mainly to assure me of what your fate will be should he ever catch sight of you again,” Lexy replied with a small smile.

Draco’s eyes twinkled as they caught hers. “I am sure. Well, if you ever tire of my father and wish to sample the younger version before he gets me, you know where I am.”

“This is no time for that, Malfoy,” snapped a bushy-haired young woman.

“Oh, shut your foul mouth, Mudblood,” he retorted languidly.

Remus stepped forward resignedly. “Draco, Hermione, please. We are all on the same side. Lexy, this is Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger and Hestia Jones. The others I believe you already know.”

Lexy looked around and nodded. “Hermione Granger?” she asked with a small frown. “Forgive me, I was under the impression that you had died in the Final Battle.”

Draco spoke up. “Yes, that is intentional. Granger is, of course, a formidable weapon,” he said sarcastically, “so she would be a major target if her survival was known.”

Remus held up a warning hand. “Ginny is unable to attend today, as she has just discovered she is pregnant, so that’s everyone now.” Fred and George Weasley slumped in their chairs as Remus continued. “Does anyone have anything urgent to say?”

Draco stood up. “Yes, I do. What is the point in us even continuing to meet if no-one is willing to try and get rid of the bloody bastard? All we ever do is creep around in secret and talk, talk, talk. We never seem to achieve anything,” he spat bitterly.

“Draco, you know that no-one is able to kill Voldemort. Until we are able to figure out some way of containing him, there is no point in risking anyone,” Kingsley said slowly.

“Why are we so sure that no-one is able to kill him?” Lexy asked, confused.

Hermione smiled at her. “There was a prophecy made twenty years ago.” She recited it and shook her head sadly. “So you see, with Harry gone, he’s immortal.”

Lexy’s confusion did not clear. “I don’t understand,” she said bluntly. “Sure, Harry had the power to kill him. But the prophecy didn’t say that he was the ONLY one with the power.”

The entire Order was stunned into silence and sat gaping at her. “So bloody simple,” said Fred wonderingly. An air of excitement spread throughout the room.

Remus’ eyes began to shine again in a way that they had not done for years. “Merlin’s beard, Lexy. How could we have overlooked this for so long?”

Hermione smiled, life flooding back into her face. “It is simple, Remus. That was Professor Dumbledore’s interpretation, and we did not think to question him. As he often said, he was a great wizard, but that made his mistakes correspondingly huger.”

“Well, this changes everything! Hermione, are you sure that Harry had destroyed all the Horcruxes that existed at the time?”

She nodded. “Of course, he could have made some more since,” she replied grimly.

“Yes, but now we have somewhere to go, something to aim for, something to hope for. I believe that our first step should be to somehow ascertain if He has any more Horcruxes. Hermione, if you will bring all the information you collated to the next meeting, and we will take it from there. Meeting dismissed!”

The Order left in their various disguises, all with huge smiles on their faces. Finally, only Draco, Remus and Lexy were left. “Was there something else, Draco?” Remus asked.

He nodded. “I wanted a quick word with my stepmother, if she has time.”

Lexy, taken aback, looked at her watch and quickly nodded. “I have ten minutes yet.”

Draco smiled and led her into the corner of the room. “Lexy, how is my father treating you?” he asked seriously. She unconsciously rolled her eyes, and he grasped her hands. “Lexy, please,” he begged her. “You seem like an intelligent young woman, and you certainly are attractive. You’re wasted on that fucking bastard, that’s for sure. I only want to make sure that you will come out of this war intact.”

“Why won’t I?” Lexy demanded, frustrated that nobody seemed to believe that Lucius was not harming her.

Draco’s eyes darkened. “You have known my father for only a few months, and I do not doubt that he has been all charm to you.”

Lexy’s face dropped slightly. “Once I agreed to marry him, yes.”

Draco grimaced furiously. “What did he do to you before?”

“He only kept me in the dungeon for a few days,” she replied hastily.

“You don’t have to defend him, Lexy,” Draco said gently. “You are lucky then, though I suppose he would have been in great trouble had he employed his normal tactics and damaged you in any way.”

“Damage?” she asked, unsure that she wanted to hear the reply.

He nodded grimly. “My father is a truly dangerous man. I attended some of the revels with him when I was younger, and the things he did to some women…” Draco shuddered involuntarily before continuing, “Some of them died purely as a result of the severity of the sexual assault he forced upon them, and he took great pleasure from that.”

“But he won’t be able to do that any more,” Lexy replied. “The wedding vows we used prevent him from being able to have sexual intercourse.”

Draco groaned. “Then you are in even more danger. I cannot see him being able to repress his violent urges. Has he ever struck you?” Lexy shook her head, her eyes wide. “He won’t until you have given him the children he needs, I suppose. Once he realised that my mother could not give him any more children, she was never safe from him,” he said bitterly.

Lexy shuddered. “But I can’t escape him now,” she said dully.

Draco realised the effects of his words and pulled her to him. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, Lexy,” he said earnestly. “But you have to be prepared. I would never forgive myself if something happened and you could have escaped if only you’d known the warning signs.”

“What are they?”

“The main sign that he is losing control is in his eyes. They become flecked with black. If you ever see that, then get the hell away from him. Promise me that you will do all you can to do that, Lexy,” he demanded. She nodded, her eyes wide, and he hugged her briefly before stalking towards the fireplace and leaving.

Remus moved towards her, his heart pounding. What right did Draco have to touch her like that? Arrogant git, he thought angrily. He wished he had been able to hear what they had been saying. Remus laid a hand on Lexy’s arm and she jumped. “Did he upset you?” he asked.

She shook her head distractedly. “No… just… I have to get to my lesson, Remus. I have Potions last, so I will Floo back from there, so I will see you tomorrow.”

Remus watched her leave his office, something clearly troubling her. Tempted though he was to Floo after Draco, he had lessons to teach and an appearance to maintain. Sighing, he walked through to the classroom.

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A/N Updates will be less frequent from now on as I'm working 12 hour days M-F. Draco and Hermione surprised me here - wonder where that one will go? ;)