Taming Your Will

Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters or anything to do
with J






Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters or
anything to do with J.K Rowling.

 

 

 

Taming Your Will

 

 

Cha 2
2

 

 

 

Weak, witless, and worthless
were the words running through Lucius Malfoy’s head, as he idly stood
surrounded by Europe’s high society. Being one ritaritain’s richest wizards, he
was automatically invited to the best parties and political conferences.
Standing proud in the lavish ballroom, his powerful presences demanded
everyone’s attention. Women lustfully ran their eyes over him, while men either
feared or hated him. Yet as the distant waltz played with his wife dancing
among the crowd, he backed slowly away towards the wall.

Usually
these social excuses for drinking gave him some sort of pleasure in the past.
He would find a young willing girl and ravage her for his own whim. Then go
home and drink more whisky in his quite study room. Sometimes, depending on the
mood, he would even spend a night with the lucky woman. Of course those days
rarely happened. He hated sharing his bed with women. They were clingy and
begged to be cuddled after wards, which was irritating as hell. Sex was sex,
and there was nothing romantic about it. Only idiotic fools believed it was an
act of love. Sex had two reasons, plre are and procreation. Dickless men, who
wanted women to desire them, invited the rest.

“Lucius,
there you are.” A jovial voice broke his train of thought. Looking towards the
crowd, he saw Patrick Dunngien and Francis Luc break through the people. Once
reaching Lucius position, he could smell the hard alcohol on their breaths.

“Patrick,
I would think you had enough of this frivolous drinking when that whore of
yours turned up pregnant.” Lucius spoke still agitated at his sudden
interruption of silence.

“Come
now Lucius, be reasonable.” Mr. Dunngien easily brushed aside the comment. He
would be a fool to fight back with his own irritation. Besides if Lucius
thought him threat less, he would be able to gain interest for his new company
developments.

“Reasonable,”
Lucius huffed taking a glass of champagne from the passing waiter. “I assume
there is a reason why you two are speaking with me. Unless that group of
brainless girls realized who they were talking too.” He gave a charming smile
towards the opposite side of the room, causing several young ladies to swoon.

“Well
since you mention it, there is.” Mr. Luc spoke with his thick French accent.
“As you know my son began his first year at Hogwarts and finds it refrng
ng
from his French tutors.”

“Yes,
it is an amazing establishment.” Patrick added with praise.

“And
the Broad of Governors have done an incredible job running it.” Francis
continued his reverence towards the school. “But I wonder, are all Professor
evaluated before hiring or resuming their positions in Hogwarts? Does the broad
have this power?”

Raising
his eyebrow at the question, Lucius mentally listed each professor’s name in
his head. Of course the broad had the power to reject or reinstate staff
members working in Hogwarts. But usually they were so busy conflicting with
Dumbledore’s decisions with Dense Against Dark Art professors that they over
looked many of the other teachers.

Clearing
his voice, Lucius gave a wicked smile reserved for people asking him favors. It
was common knowledge that once you ask a Malfoy for a favor, you had to return
it with great interest. And Lucius made sure eachor wor was returned with
highly valuable interest.

“Why
do you ask Francis? Does your son have certain Professor he does not agree
with? Or is he mad that he failed an exam?”

Fighting
the urge to beat, the blonde hair man, Mr. Luc tighten his fists behind him.
Giving his best smile, he answers the pompous wizard. “Actually many students
have complained about Professor Binns, but nothing has been done about it.
Until two years ago, no one had successfully passed their O.W.L’s in that
subject.”

“Oh,
and who was the lucky fellow.” Lucius said feeling boredom begin.

“It
wasn’t a fellow, but a muggleborn witch. Her name is Hermione Granger.” Patrick
intervened,” My daughter just started her 5th year and asked hea headgirl to tutor her in that subject. In fact she tutors many of the 5th
and 7th year students in Hogwarts.”

“They
say she is quite intelligent and logical beyond her years.” Francis stated with
an undertone of praise. “And has a rare dark beauty about her.”

“Pity
she isn’t an pureblood than,” Lucius indifferently said, but felt his heart
swell in sudden excitement.

“If
my son wasn’t engaged, I would hope for daughter in law with that wit.” Mr.
Dunngien sighed, catching a glimpse of his son and an unambitious wife.

“If
I wasn’t married, I would hope for a wife with that passion.” Mr. Luc boldly
spoke towards his companions. “But as fates have it, she is too young and too
common.”

“As
fates have it,” Malfoy murmured the words. His head was spinning with the news
and possibilities seem to pout oft of his nerves. Clearing his busy mind,
Lucius wave for another glass of champagne. Taking the sparking liquid, the two
men followed his action. Raising his cup, Lucius tapped their equally filled
drinks.

“Let
us celebrate gentlemen for my new position.”

“And
what may that be?” Patrick asked confused at the change of subject.

“Professor
Malfoy newly appointed in History of Magic.” With a wide grin, Francis raised
his glass higher, as Lucius gave a devilish smile.

 

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“Ablus
you can not allow that man into Hogwarts.” Molly Weasley exclaimed as the Order
eagerly nodded at her words. “Think of the children and his position with…well
him.” Of course him was Voldemort and rarely anyone spoke his name. Those that
did were few and far between. Yet since Ablus Dumbledore did, so many tried
their best to follow the aging man’s lead.

“Molly,
if I had the ability I would not let Lucius Malfoy inside the walls of
Howgarts. But sadly this decision is out of my hands.” His usual twinkling eyes
dimmed from the recent action made by the Board of Governors.

“Do
we know why Malfoy is entering into Hogwarts?” Bill Weasley asked, trying to
comfort his tired mother.

“Has
there been any news Severus?” Arthur continued his son’s question. Instantly
all heads, turned towards the dark professor. Looking away from the misty
window, Severus Snape spoke with his usual acid tone.

“No,
the dark lord had requested all death eaters and their actions be stopped
giving him time to rehabilitate.” Professor Snape ran his long finger over the
window ledge like a man examining a newly gained procession. “But rest assured,
his motive here is for the destruction of someone or something.”

“Great,”
Ron mumbled with anger. “So we’re just going to let the ferret’s creature
stroll on in, while y kny knowing what he is.”

“And
what Mr. Weasley do you suggest? We lock the doors and ward all entrances.”
Snape growled towards the red head.

“Or
maybe you can use you’re great intelligence Professor to prevent him from
coming.” Harry spoke, feeling the need to protect his friend. “I mean that
would be the more Slytherin way of doing things. Deceiving and conniving your
way through life,” he glared intently with his bright green eyes.

“Stop
it,” Hermione ordered placing her hand over both boys’ shoulders. “Releasing
your hormones isn’t going to do anything about the situation.” She paused
adding more steel to her voice. “Since the decision was made by the Broad, we
can only follow it. The best step next is to start securing the school, so the
Order or kept secrets do not fall into his hands.”

“Wisely
said Ms. Granger,” Professor Dumbledore stated, having his cheerful tone again.
“William can I rely on you and Minerva to cover every inch of Hogwarts in
charms.”

“Of
course sir,” Bill quickly answered.

“I’ll
ask Flitwick for his assistance.” Professor McGonagall added at the request.

“Arthur,
Tonks, I want you to keep you’re ears open for any news. There must be some
reason for this new position. Remus, as much as this pains me, I will have to
ask you to leave.”

“No!”
Harry shouted.

“I
understand Ablus.” Remus Lupin ignored Harry’s outburst. “I’ll be gone by the
tomorrow.”

“You
still have time to settle things before leaving.” Dumlbedore stated, “But you
must be gone by the end of the week.”

“Thank
you,” Remus smiled, while silently begging Harry to keep quiet.

“For
everyone else, I must advise you to be alert and ready. Though Lucius Malfoy’s
motive is unknown, we can only be patient for the time being.” Gracefully
standing, he left the hidden meeting room, beneath the massive halls of
Hogwarts.

 

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Causally
walking on the stone paved path, Lucius was greeted with two figures between
Hogwarts towering metal gates. Waving his house elf, the tiny being sprinted
into Hogwarts walls.

“Severus,
what an amazing surprise? I thought sunlight hurt your precise skin.” Lucius
smirked clearly wanting to irate the man.

“Why
Lucius my health should be put aside for a dear old friend.” Severus didn’t
even bother hiding his sarcasm. “Besides, Dumbledore asked me to assist you in
settling in, before meeting him.”

“Excellent,”
Lucius drawled out, staring at his son. “What is the matter boy? You’re
fidgeting. Spit it out if you want to speak.”

“Its
nothing sir,” Draco finally answered in a rare soft voice. “Just tired from
Quidditch practice.”

Eyeing
his son suspiciously, he left the matter alone. Lucius had plenty of time to
question the boy, now that he was in Hogwarts. Revealing a smug grin, he
gestured towards Severus.

“Shall
we?” Reluctantly Professor Snape lead the way, towards Lucius Malfoy’s new
home.



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“Mione,
you are not going to study on a Friday night.” Ron lifted the heavy bag off her
shoulder. “Its insane!”

“I
have an Ancient Runes essay due and Arithmancy project to work on.” She reached
out grabbing her books. “Besides your Quidditch game is tomorrow and I will not
have time afterwards.”

“Hermione,
our game ends in the afternoon. You can work on stuff tomorrow.” Harry stated
hoping his friend would spend time in the Gryffindor Common Room.

“But
I’ll be to busy celebrating.”

“With
what?” They asked in unison.

“You
winning,” Hermione pulled her bag from Ron. “And you catching the snitch.” She
tousled Harry’s hair. With a sly wink, she felt both boys in awe, wondering how
she could out smart them again.

“I
still think she’s weird.” Ron muttered to himself.

“Yeah,
but we wouldn’t want her any other way.” Harry grinned, resuming their paused
chess game.



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Enjoying
the peace of an empty library, Hermione spread her books across the large
smooth table. Quietly humming herself, she missed the presence looming behind
her. With agile movements, the eager man place cool hands on her small
shoulders.

Startled
from the sudden touch, Hermione jumped up facing intense gray eyes. “What do
you want?” She leaned away from his overbearing presence.

t
tt
to chat with Hogwarts star pupil.” Malfoy senior drawled noticing ever each of
Hermione’s flawless skin. “Truly incredible,” he murmured closing his eyes in
sudden desire.

Seriously
irked by Malfoy’s behavior, Hermione carefully slipped away from his body. But
unsuccessfully, he hand wrapped around her arm. Angered by the repeating
situation, she did the only thing her father taught her in this kind of
position. Hermione kicked him very hard. (Dear readers I don’t think it needs to
be explained where)

Groaning
from the impact, Lucius let go of her arm, giving Hermione a chance to point
her wand at the bent over man. “I told you I wasn’t defenseless.”

“So
it seems,” his usual smooth voice, was higher in pitch and rougher from pain.
Finally regaining himself, Lucius stood glaring onto the young girl. Hours seem
to pass as the two stared directly at each other. Both minds twirled in thought
wondering what the other would do next. Tired from his ever-arrogant poise,
Hermione broke the silence.

“As
much as I enjoy your company, I have better things to do with my time Professor
Malfoy.” Hermione flicked her wrist, magically packing her things. “As I am
sure, you have other people to agonize and show off your wealth attire.”

“I
could deduct points for your lip Ms. Granger. Its dangerous to play with
snakes.” He voice purred with a blunt innuendo.

“I’ll
tell Professor Snape you thought so highly of him.” She smirked seeing his eyes
dim with anger.

“Trust me
wildcat, Severus has nothing compared to me.” Lucius calmly breathed in,
knowing full well that Snape wouldn’t touch the girl. She wasn’t his type for
one. And secondly, even if he was in Slytherin, he still had some moral honor
against touching his students. He smiled wider, enjoying her reaction from his
pet name. Let Severus have his code, he rather enjoyed playing with the
lioness.

“Would
you like to see real danger? Danger in desire and pleasure of what a person is
capable of doing to each other?”

“No,”
Hermione spat with pure venom. “I rather eat Flobberworms then learn pleasure
from you.” Harshly shoving the table in front of her, the motion caught Malfoy
off guard. Standing on the opposite side of the action, he fell roughly onto
the floor.

Moment
later as Lucius collect his composure, he let the raging anger slide away from
him. Instead he gave a loud hollow laugh filling the large library where
Hermione Granger once stood. Yes, she was wild and smart. It truly was a pity
she wasn’t a pureblood. The ability to control her would be much easier. No
matter though, he ran his hand through his hair. A challenge was always good
and she at the moment seemed very worth it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A.N.

Thank you, for the reviews and please keep them
coming. I sort of changed my storyline from one of my reviewers’ comments. I
recently came back from vacation, so I haven’t had time for individual thanks,
I’ll try making it up to everyone later.

Well I hope you like chapter 2. It made me giddy
with where I am taking this story. Hope you did enjoy and please stay tune for
the next one!!!

Also I am looking for someone to beta read my stories. I\'m horrible with grammer and I know how much those mistakes can bother a person reading the story. If anyone would like to do this, please email me at scarlet_emma@hotmail.com