Lights of Questionable Faith
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
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25
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21,807
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225
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter XXI
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Lovely Reviewers:
Voracious Reader - Mr. Malfoy is amazing...*drools*...I would want him similarly...*wink*
rhiannon - We all know Lucius has it in him! Pansy is evil and going to get what is coming to her. hehehe.
Jaime - Yes! DOWN WITH THE PANSY!
Hilda Malfoy - I can't! Oh Can't I?
margaritama - I can do whatever I want. Poor baby Malfoy could be GONE! HORRIBLE! Am I not?
Heidi191976 - Who knows what will happen to the baby Malfoy.
trippingEYES - hehe. Mr. Malfoy is going to kick ASS! I *heart* boy MALFOYS!
Lauriurix - Yes. He will.
mibella - I always do.
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Two men in long black robes with hoods pulled tight over their heads stood outside the fence that surrounded a dark two story home.
Mr. Malfoy stared up at the window from which light streamed. He sneered up at the lighted window. He could see a young female with blonde hair slap a bound woman with dark hair.
“DON’T LET THEM HURT MY HERMIONE!” Lucius squealed hopping about. “CURSE THEM! CURSE!”
“They will not get away with taking my possessions,” Mr. Malfoy said, and his lip curled up and his eyes looked like the sky before a great storm.
Mr. Malfoy glanced over at his companion who held his wand clenched tightly and whose thestral like eyes glinted as he snarled revealing his crooked, stained teeth.
“Shall we, old friend?” Mr. Malfoy asked, gesturing politely before him to indicate his friend might move first.
The man simply swirled his wand about his body and took flight looking as a vampire against the dark sky. He landed on the roof above the window where the dark haired girl was being held.
Mr. Malfoy crept in the front door without causing a noise as soft as a beetle’s wings being cast into a potion.
“MUDBLOOD SLUT!”
After the explosive statement, Mr. Malfoy heard the sound of a slap.
“You’ll pay for what you’ve done to Draco and his father. They are too good for you.”
“Maybe, we should just cut her ovaries out and make sure that she can have no halfblood abominations.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Hermione’s voice said. It sounded thick.
Lucius approached the room. He could only hear two voices that weren’t his wife’s.
“It’s all your fault that we had to kidnap the loud mouth cow in the first place,” a man’s voice said.
“She’s just a Mudblood whore,” Pansy said, pressing her knife against Hermione’s robed covered middle as she murmured a spell to knock the other witch unconscious.
Mr. Malfoy sneaked up and peaked through the crack in the door.
He blasted the door open when he saw blood mixed with tears running down his Hermione’s chin.
“WHAT THE F—” the man started.
The window shattered. With two spells, a witch and wizard were bound. The men in dark robes had their wands pointed at the two people who lied on the floor bound and gagged.
Mr. Malfoy moved rapidly to Hermione’s side. He lowered his hood to show off his lovely blonde hair so his wife would not be terrified at seeing a Death Eater. He pulled off her blindfold. Her head was lolled forward on her chest, and blood trickled from a thin cut on her temple.
An enormous purple bruise had caused her face to swell on one side so she could not see out of her right eye. He pointed his wand at the ropes that held her in the chair. They dissolved away.
Mr. Malfoy’s eyes were flashing behind the mask as he used a gloved hand to lift her chin to better inspect her injuries.
Hermione slumped forward into his arms.
“I’m going to take her home; I’ll be right back, Friend.”
Mr. Malfoy dis-apparated with Hermione in his arms. He reappeared in his own home in his bedroom.
“DRACO!”
Draco appeared at the door quickly.
“What happened, Father?” he asked as he saw the Death Eater robes his father was wearing and how Hermione hung in his arms limp with blood dripping from her mouth.
“I don’t like it when people touch my things!” Mr. Malfoy bellowed, placing his precious cargo on the bed. He rubbed his nose against her cheek and pressed his palm against her stomach as he lifted her shirt. “Look away, Draco.”
Draco turned around quickly knowing that his father would not tolerate anyone looking at Hermione at the moment.
“Is she alright, Father?”
Mr. Malfoy ran his hands over her abdomen, but he saw no evidence of damage having been caused recently. He did see a thin pink scar, but it was very old. He brushed his thumb over it before pressing his lips to it.
Hermione awakened a bit at the touch of her husband’s lips.
“LUCIUS!” she squealed, thrusting her fingers into his hair and tugging him up. She tore the mask off. “It’s you!”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and proceeded to drown his face with her kisses.
“You saved me,” she whispered, trying to shift so she was under him. "Thank you. Thank you. I'm sorry."
Mr. Malfoy calmly accepted her affection for a moment until she pulled back and put her hand on her stomach.
Her eyes were wide, and there were tears in them. She had planned this for him. It was his birthday the next day. She’d planned to have the cutest little nursery set up for a little girl.
“I need to see a Healer,” Hermione said, falling back on the bed. She clung to the covers pulling them up around her.
What if the kidnapping had been so stressful that she’d lost the baby? What if they had hurt her? She couldn’t be too big.
“Yes, Love,” Mr. Malfoy said, easing off his small wife as she raised her hands and thrust them into her hair.
“Now, please,” she said, looking into his eyes.
“Draco, call a Healer. I must go back to help Severus with a small problem.”
Hermione sat up and clutched her stomach as her husband dis-apparated.
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I hope that y'all enjoyed this chapter. Sorry for it taking so long. School is a bit stressful at the moment. Among other personal issues. Hope to be able to get the next chapter out to you soon.
I want to put a question to y'all. I do have sort of an idea for adding just a few chapters to "Only Time" but am unsure of whether or not to do it. I like it how it is, though I don't know what y'all would think of it. Let me know what you want and I can see what I can do about it.
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Lovely Reviewers:
Voracious Reader - Mr. Malfoy is amazing...*drools*...I would want him similarly...*wink*
rhiannon - We all know Lucius has it in him! Pansy is evil and going to get what is coming to her. hehehe.
Jaime - Yes! DOWN WITH THE PANSY!
Hilda Malfoy - I can't! Oh Can't I?
margaritama - I can do whatever I want. Poor baby Malfoy could be GONE! HORRIBLE! Am I not?
Heidi191976 - Who knows what will happen to the baby Malfoy.
trippingEYES - hehe. Mr. Malfoy is going to kick ASS! I *heart* boy MALFOYS!
Lauriurix - Yes. He will.
mibella - I always do.
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Two men in long black robes with hoods pulled tight over their heads stood outside the fence that surrounded a dark two story home.
Mr. Malfoy stared up at the window from which light streamed. He sneered up at the lighted window. He could see a young female with blonde hair slap a bound woman with dark hair.
“DON’T LET THEM HURT MY HERMIONE!” Lucius squealed hopping about. “CURSE THEM! CURSE!”
“They will not get away with taking my possessions,” Mr. Malfoy said, and his lip curled up and his eyes looked like the sky before a great storm.
Mr. Malfoy glanced over at his companion who held his wand clenched tightly and whose thestral like eyes glinted as he snarled revealing his crooked, stained teeth.
“Shall we, old friend?” Mr. Malfoy asked, gesturing politely before him to indicate his friend might move first.
The man simply swirled his wand about his body and took flight looking as a vampire against the dark sky. He landed on the roof above the window where the dark haired girl was being held.
Mr. Malfoy crept in the front door without causing a noise as soft as a beetle’s wings being cast into a potion.
“MUDBLOOD SLUT!”
After the explosive statement, Mr. Malfoy heard the sound of a slap.
“You’ll pay for what you’ve done to Draco and his father. They are too good for you.”
“Maybe, we should just cut her ovaries out and make sure that she can have no halfblood abominations.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Hermione’s voice said. It sounded thick.
Lucius approached the room. He could only hear two voices that weren’t his wife’s.
“It’s all your fault that we had to kidnap the loud mouth cow in the first place,” a man’s voice said.
“She’s just a Mudblood whore,” Pansy said, pressing her knife against Hermione’s robed covered middle as she murmured a spell to knock the other witch unconscious.
Mr. Malfoy sneaked up and peaked through the crack in the door.
He blasted the door open when he saw blood mixed with tears running down his Hermione’s chin.
“WHAT THE F—” the man started.
The window shattered. With two spells, a witch and wizard were bound. The men in dark robes had their wands pointed at the two people who lied on the floor bound and gagged.
Mr. Malfoy moved rapidly to Hermione’s side. He lowered his hood to show off his lovely blonde hair so his wife would not be terrified at seeing a Death Eater. He pulled off her blindfold. Her head was lolled forward on her chest, and blood trickled from a thin cut on her temple.
An enormous purple bruise had caused her face to swell on one side so she could not see out of her right eye. He pointed his wand at the ropes that held her in the chair. They dissolved away.
Mr. Malfoy’s eyes were flashing behind the mask as he used a gloved hand to lift her chin to better inspect her injuries.
Hermione slumped forward into his arms.
“I’m going to take her home; I’ll be right back, Friend.”
Mr. Malfoy dis-apparated with Hermione in his arms. He reappeared in his own home in his bedroom.
“DRACO!”
Draco appeared at the door quickly.
“What happened, Father?” he asked as he saw the Death Eater robes his father was wearing and how Hermione hung in his arms limp with blood dripping from her mouth.
“I don’t like it when people touch my things!” Mr. Malfoy bellowed, placing his precious cargo on the bed. He rubbed his nose against her cheek and pressed his palm against her stomach as he lifted her shirt. “Look away, Draco.”
Draco turned around quickly knowing that his father would not tolerate anyone looking at Hermione at the moment.
“Is she alright, Father?”
Mr. Malfoy ran his hands over her abdomen, but he saw no evidence of damage having been caused recently. He did see a thin pink scar, but it was very old. He brushed his thumb over it before pressing his lips to it.
Hermione awakened a bit at the touch of her husband’s lips.
“LUCIUS!” she squealed, thrusting her fingers into his hair and tugging him up. She tore the mask off. “It’s you!”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and proceeded to drown his face with her kisses.
“You saved me,” she whispered, trying to shift so she was under him. "Thank you. Thank you. I'm sorry."
Mr. Malfoy calmly accepted her affection for a moment until she pulled back and put her hand on her stomach.
Her eyes were wide, and there were tears in them. She had planned this for him. It was his birthday the next day. She’d planned to have the cutest little nursery set up for a little girl.
“I need to see a Healer,” Hermione said, falling back on the bed. She clung to the covers pulling them up around her.
What if the kidnapping had been so stressful that she’d lost the baby? What if they had hurt her? She couldn’t be too big.
“Yes, Love,” Mr. Malfoy said, easing off his small wife as she raised her hands and thrust them into her hair.
“Now, please,” she said, looking into his eyes.
“Draco, call a Healer. I must go back to help Severus with a small problem.”
Hermione sat up and clutched her stomach as her husband dis-apparated.
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I hope that y'all enjoyed this chapter. Sorry for it taking so long. School is a bit stressful at the moment. Among other personal issues. Hope to be able to get the next chapter out to you soon.
I want to put a question to y'all. I do have sort of an idea for adding just a few chapters to "Only Time" but am unsure of whether or not to do it. I like it how it is, though I don't know what y'all would think of it. Let me know what you want and I can see what I can do about it.
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