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Rush Hour
Title: Rush Hour
By: Scary Bear Hair
Warnings: Bad Driving
Disclaimers: The characters belong to JKR and the song is property of Jane Wiedlin.
Song: Rush Hour
By: Jane Wiedlin from the Go-Gos
Year: 1988
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“Get in Miss Granger, before some stupid muggle crashes into me!” Malfoy ordered, leaning over to open the passenger door.
Hermione just stood there on the street corner dumbfounded, her jaw hanging open. This was something she never thought she would see. Lucius Malfoy was actually driving a 1976 silver Jaguar.
“Where the hell did you learn how to drive?” she asked, leaning down, looking in the window. It was a beautiful car with plush bucket seats and gray leather upholstery. The traffic was building up behind him and one driver even honked his horn. “I thought you detested everything muggle.”
“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me,” he snarled. “Now, get in before I come out there and drag you in!” He looked rather perturbed, his black leather-gloved fingers clutching the steering wheel.
Something\'s coming over me
I\'m so dizzy I can\'t see
Can\'t make out the forest for the trees
Hermione felt her knickers dampen. Would he actually get out and chase her down the street? How lovely! So, giggling, she opened the door and sat down, despite the fact she knew she was taking her life in her hands, especially since she’d left her wand at home on her dresser. Smoothing out her black pencil skirt and buckling up her seat belt, breathlessly she turned to him, “So, where are you going to take me?”
“You’ll see.” Swiftly Lucius pulled away from the curb into the slow moving traffic and frowned, his expression was fierce “So you thought you could hide from me in the muggle world, did you?”
My heart is beating faster now
As the traffic\'s slowing down
And suddenly I\'m all alone with you
Hermione fidgeted back and forth on the car seat, her body quivering in anticipation. He always did give her a rush. “I wasn’t hiding, Mr. Malfoy, I just needed some time away.” Nervously she smiled and bit her bottom lip.
“Oh I see… so it’s Mr. Malfoy now, is it? Last night it was darling.” Lucius eyed her sternly, then turned his attention back on the road. He looked wildly handsome today, dressed in muggle clothes, a dark sweater, blue jeans and leather jacket.
It\'s so good
Baby when you\'re at the wheel
I can\'t believe the way I feel
It\'s such a rush just being with you
Hermione couldn’t take her eyes off him, nor could she believe he had come after her. After all, ever since his divorce from Narcissa, the wizard tycoon had dated dozens of women at the office. She was just one of them. Here she was, a lowly intern, while he was a rich and powerful magnate, owner of Malfoy Industries. It made her heart go flippy-flop. “I’m sorry…you’re right… Lucius.”
“You didn’t say good bye,” he admonished.
Hermione felt her cheeks flush. “Uh…well…you were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to wake you.”
She would never forget last night. It was like a dream. Somewhat foolhardy, she had drunk too much cerulean champagne, laughing and dancing under the stars with all the men around the maypole at the annual office Beltane Party, and feeling decidedly lascivious. Then, out of the blue, Mr. Malfoy had offered to apparate her home. The next thing she knew, she was in his bed, with his warm, muscular body pummeling her into submission, making her scream. It made her toes curl just to think about.
Yet she was mortified the next morning, slightly hung over, her body entangled in black silk sheets. So she decided to leave, lifting Malfoy’s arm ever so gently, trying to sneak out of there.
Feel it getting hot in here
Feel me getting close to you dear
Slow motion moving you, moving me
Lucius frowned, “Well, tonight I will just tie you to the bed. That way you can’t slip away in the morning.”
“Tonight?” she gasped, turning away embarrassed, but then she looked back at the road and sat up in alarm. “Uh, Lucius…you do know you were supposed to stop back there. It was a stop sign.”
Lucius scowled, “I know what I am doing, Miss Granger! Are you going to be a backseat driver as well as a know-it-all?”
“Well, you just ran a stop sign. That’s illegal, you know.” Outraged, she whipped her head around in amazement. “Hey, that was a traffic cop back there!” Frantically, she pointed to the policeman. “I can’t believe you almost just clipped him! I think I should drive!”
Lucius snorted indignantly, “I should say not. This is my car! Besides, I finally have you just where I want you….a captive audience.”
Hermione could feel the Jaguar picking up speed, barreling down the road. Wide-eyed with fear, she turned to him, trying to sound firm. “I want you to pull this car over right this minute! You’re driving like a madman!”
“Miss Granger…if I pull over now…it will only be to spank that pert little bottom of yours. How dare you just take off like you did without telling me where you were going! I don’t know how that Weasley runt used to deal with your mercurial ways, but I for one will not tolerate it. Once you are in my bed, you are not allowed to leave it until I give you permission! Do you understand?”
Hermione was in shock. She could not believe she was having this conversation. “Excuse me, but I didn’t realize I had to ask your permission to do anything!”
“Well, now you know.” Lucius was now passing cars at an alarming rate, precariously weaving in and out of traffic like an Indy racer.
Hermione glanced over at the speedometer, surprised at how fast they were going. “All right! Stop this car right now or I’m jumping out!” Vehemently she shook her finger at him.
Lucius just chuckled and increased the gas, kicking the car into another gear. “Well, I suppose I shall have to speed up then, won’t I? That way you won’t be so eager to jump.” Calmly he pulled out his wand, magically paving a way clear for them, pushing the other cars out of the way onto the shoulder, knocking a couple on their side.
Hermione shrieked, an angry driver giving her the finger, “LUCIUS! Are you trying to get us killed? Pull over now! You’re scaring me! Please!”
“Does this mean you will behave?”
Hermione shook her head in exasperation, “I swear…you are the most insufferable man!
Lucius revved the engine, a wicked smile on his face.
Hermione screamed, “All right…yes! I will behave!”
“Good.” Lucius gave her a smug look before glancing in his rearview mirror. “Of course, I can’t pull over now. I’ve got the bloody police after me! They really are such a bother. How do muggles put up with them?”
Hermione turned around to see two police cars chasing after them, their sirens flashing. “Oh no! They’re gaining on us! This is a fine mess you’ve got us in. We shall be hauled in front of the Ministry for breaking the Muggle Protection Act.”
“Yes…the damn, blasted inconvenient law. I blame Arthur Weasley for that! Don’t worry, though, my dear. I will get rid of them.” Without warning, Lucius drove up on the sidewalk and took out a shrubbery, knocking over a trashcan. Newspapers and food containers went flying everywhere, spilling up onto the windshield.
Hermione threw her hands up in front of her face, afraid to look.
Lucius then took them through a small park, sideswiping a park bench. “Bloody hell…now I shall have to get my door fixed!”
Hermione was clutching the dashboard for dear life, her heart beating a million kilometers a minute. “WATCH OUT FOR THE WOMAN WITH THE BABY CARRIAGE!”
“Calm yourself, Miss Granger. I am not blind or deaf. I see her. I keep telling you I know what I am doing! I’ve had this car for years.” Quickly he jumped the curb and was on the road again, ducking down another street. The police were close behind them, following through the park.
So, with squealing tires, Lucius tried to do a 90 degree turn and almost jackknifed around, hitting a parked car, but then he managed to go down the alley.
Hermione just shook her head, saying every prayer she could possibly think of. Why did I ever get in? But then she looked over at the majestic Mr. Malfoy and knew. She couldn’t resist him.
Instantly he stopped the car, hiding it behind a garage; he tapped his wand to the ceiling, casting a disillusionment charm. Now they were invisible and the police cars just roared past.
Hermione took a deep breath, clutching her chest. “Well, that was a rush.”
Now your lips are touching mine
And in your eyes that certain shine
Honey I know, just where you\'re taking me
Lucius unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her into his lap, wrapping her up in his arms. “Why yes, it was.” Passionately, he kissed her, nipping at her neck. “So, let’s say we get you home and tied to my bed.”
Hermione giggled. “Oh Lucius...you send me!”
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AN: I know, I know, they are supposed to be caught in rush hour traffic moving at a snail pace, but I just couldn’t have Lucius behind the wheel without him driving a little crazy. :D
Rush Hour by Jane Wiedlin 1988
Here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXmBkVstrDA&feature=related
Something\'s coming over me
I\'m so dizzy I can\'t see
Can\'t make out the forest for the trees
My heart is beating faster now
As the traffic\'s slowing down
And suddenly I\'m all alone with you
It\'s so good
Baby when you\'re at the wheel
I can\'t believe the way I feel
It\'s such a rush just being with you
We\'re Driving in the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You take me to the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You got me in the Rush Hour
Feel it getting hot in here
Feel me getting close to you dear
Slow motion moving you, moving me
Now your lips are touching mine
And in your eyes that certain shine
Honey I know, just where you\'re taking me
It\'s so good
Baby when you\'re at the wheel
I can\'t believe the way I feel
It\'s such a rush just being with you
We\'re Driving in the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You take me to the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You got me in the Rush Hour
.
By: Scary Bear Hair
Warnings: Bad Driving
Disclaimers: The characters belong to JKR and the song is property of Jane Wiedlin.
Song: Rush Hour
By: Jane Wiedlin from the Go-Gos
Year: 1988
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Get in Miss Granger, before some stupid muggle crashes into me!” Malfoy ordered, leaning over to open the passenger door.
Hermione just stood there on the street corner dumbfounded, her jaw hanging open. This was something she never thought she would see. Lucius Malfoy was actually driving a 1976 silver Jaguar.
“Where the hell did you learn how to drive?” she asked, leaning down, looking in the window. It was a beautiful car with plush bucket seats and gray leather upholstery. The traffic was building up behind him and one driver even honked his horn. “I thought you detested everything muggle.”
“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me,” he snarled. “Now, get in before I come out there and drag you in!” He looked rather perturbed, his black leather-gloved fingers clutching the steering wheel.
I\'m so dizzy I can\'t see
Can\'t make out the forest for the trees
Hermione felt her knickers dampen. Would he actually get out and chase her down the street? How lovely! So, giggling, she opened the door and sat down, despite the fact she knew she was taking her life in her hands, especially since she’d left her wand at home on her dresser. Smoothing out her black pencil skirt and buckling up her seat belt, breathlessly she turned to him, “So, where are you going to take me?”
“You’ll see.” Swiftly Lucius pulled away from the curb into the slow moving traffic and frowned, his expression was fierce “So you thought you could hide from me in the muggle world, did you?”
As the traffic\'s slowing down
And suddenly I\'m all alone with you
Hermione fidgeted back and forth on the car seat, her body quivering in anticipation. He always did give her a rush. “I wasn’t hiding, Mr. Malfoy, I just needed some time away.” Nervously she smiled and bit her bottom lip.
“Oh I see… so it’s Mr. Malfoy now, is it? Last night it was darling.” Lucius eyed her sternly, then turned his attention back on the road. He looked wildly handsome today, dressed in muggle clothes, a dark sweater, blue jeans and leather jacket.
Baby when you\'re at the wheel
I can\'t believe the way I feel
It\'s such a rush just being with you
Hermione couldn’t take her eyes off him, nor could she believe he had come after her. After all, ever since his divorce from Narcissa, the wizard tycoon had dated dozens of women at the office. She was just one of them. Here she was, a lowly intern, while he was a rich and powerful magnate, owner of Malfoy Industries. It made her heart go flippy-flop. “I’m sorry…you’re right… Lucius.”
“You didn’t say good bye,” he admonished.
Hermione felt her cheeks flush. “Uh…well…you were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to wake you.”
She would never forget last night. It was like a dream. Somewhat foolhardy, she had drunk too much cerulean champagne, laughing and dancing under the stars with all the men around the maypole at the annual office Beltane Party, and feeling decidedly lascivious. Then, out of the blue, Mr. Malfoy had offered to apparate her home. The next thing she knew, she was in his bed, with his warm, muscular body pummeling her into submission, making her scream. It made her toes curl just to think about.
Yet she was mortified the next morning, slightly hung over, her body entangled in black silk sheets. So she decided to leave, lifting Malfoy’s arm ever so gently, trying to sneak out of there.
Feel me getting close to you dear
Slow motion moving you, moving me
Lucius frowned, “Well, tonight I will just tie you to the bed. That way you can’t slip away in the morning.”
“Tonight?” she gasped, turning away embarrassed, but then she looked back at the road and sat up in alarm. “Uh, Lucius…you do know you were supposed to stop back there. It was a stop sign.”
Lucius scowled, “I know what I am doing, Miss Granger! Are you going to be a backseat driver as well as a know-it-all?”
“Well, you just ran a stop sign. That’s illegal, you know.” Outraged, she whipped her head around in amazement. “Hey, that was a traffic cop back there!” Frantically, she pointed to the policeman. “I can’t believe you almost just clipped him! I think I should drive!”
Lucius snorted indignantly, “I should say not. This is my car! Besides, I finally have you just where I want you….a captive audience.”
Hermione could feel the Jaguar picking up speed, barreling down the road. Wide-eyed with fear, she turned to him, trying to sound firm. “I want you to pull this car over right this minute! You’re driving like a madman!”
“Miss Granger…if I pull over now…it will only be to spank that pert little bottom of yours. How dare you just take off like you did without telling me where you were going! I don’t know how that Weasley runt used to deal with your mercurial ways, but I for one will not tolerate it. Once you are in my bed, you are not allowed to leave it until I give you permission! Do you understand?”
Hermione was in shock. She could not believe she was having this conversation. “Excuse me, but I didn’t realize I had to ask your permission to do anything!”
“Well, now you know.” Lucius was now passing cars at an alarming rate, precariously weaving in and out of traffic like an Indy racer.
Hermione glanced over at the speedometer, surprised at how fast they were going. “All right! Stop this car right now or I’m jumping out!” Vehemently she shook her finger at him.
Lucius just chuckled and increased the gas, kicking the car into another gear. “Well, I suppose I shall have to speed up then, won’t I? That way you won’t be so eager to jump.” Calmly he pulled out his wand, magically paving a way clear for them, pushing the other cars out of the way onto the shoulder, knocking a couple on their side.
Hermione shrieked, an angry driver giving her the finger, “LUCIUS! Are you trying to get us killed? Pull over now! You’re scaring me! Please!”
“Does this mean you will behave?”
Hermione shook her head in exasperation, “I swear…you are the most insufferable man!
Lucius revved the engine, a wicked smile on his face.
Hermione screamed, “All right…yes! I will behave!”
“Good.” Lucius gave her a smug look before glancing in his rearview mirror. “Of course, I can’t pull over now. I’ve got the bloody police after me! They really are such a bother. How do muggles put up with them?”
Hermione turned around to see two police cars chasing after them, their sirens flashing. “Oh no! They’re gaining on us! This is a fine mess you’ve got us in. We shall be hauled in front of the Ministry for breaking the Muggle Protection Act.”
“Yes…the damn, blasted inconvenient law. I blame Arthur Weasley for that! Don’t worry, though, my dear. I will get rid of them.” Without warning, Lucius drove up on the sidewalk and took out a shrubbery, knocking over a trashcan. Newspapers and food containers went flying everywhere, spilling up onto the windshield.
Hermione threw her hands up in front of her face, afraid to look.
Lucius then took them through a small park, sideswiping a park bench. “Bloody hell…now I shall have to get my door fixed!”
Hermione was clutching the dashboard for dear life, her heart beating a million kilometers a minute. “WATCH OUT FOR THE WOMAN WITH THE BABY CARRIAGE!”
“Calm yourself, Miss Granger. I am not blind or deaf. I see her. I keep telling you I know what I am doing! I’ve had this car for years.” Quickly he jumped the curb and was on the road again, ducking down another street. The police were close behind them, following through the park.
So, with squealing tires, Lucius tried to do a 90 degree turn and almost jackknifed around, hitting a parked car, but then he managed to go down the alley.
Hermione just shook her head, saying every prayer she could possibly think of. Why did I ever get in? But then she looked over at the majestic Mr. Malfoy and knew. She couldn’t resist him.
Instantly he stopped the car, hiding it behind a garage; he tapped his wand to the ceiling, casting a disillusionment charm. Now they were invisible and the police cars just roared past.
Hermione took a deep breath, clutching her chest. “Well, that was a rush.”
And in your eyes that certain shine
Honey I know, just where you\'re taking me
Lucius unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her into his lap, wrapping her up in his arms. “Why yes, it was.” Passionately, he kissed her, nipping at her neck. “So, let’s say we get you home and tied to my bed.”
Hermione giggled. “Oh Lucius...you send me!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: I know, I know, they are supposed to be caught in rush hour traffic moving at a snail pace, but I just couldn’t have Lucius behind the wheel without him driving a little crazy. :D
Rush Hour by Jane Wiedlin 1988
Here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXmBkVstrDA&feature=related
Something\'s coming over me
I\'m so dizzy I can\'t see
Can\'t make out the forest for the trees
My heart is beating faster now
As the traffic\'s slowing down
And suddenly I\'m all alone with you
It\'s so good
Baby when you\'re at the wheel
I can\'t believe the way I feel
It\'s such a rush just being with you
We\'re Driving in the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You take me to the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You got me in the Rush Hour
Feel it getting hot in here
Feel me getting close to you dear
Slow motion moving you, moving me
Now your lips are touching mine
And in your eyes that certain shine
Honey I know, just where you\'re taking me
It\'s so good
Baby when you\'re at the wheel
I can\'t believe the way I feel
It\'s such a rush just being with you
We\'re Driving in the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You take me to the Rush Hour
Ooh, you send me
You got me in the Rush Hour
.