Lights of Questionable Faith
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
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Chapter XXIII
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The fire swept upward as a tall blond man in long black robes stepped out.
Hermione lay fast asleep with her arms wrapped around and her face snuggled in Lucius’ pillow.
“Lucius,” Hermione moaned. “Going to—going to get you.”
“I count upon it, Love,” Mr. Malfoy said, stripping down to a pair of black boxers before crawling up the bed. He draped a leg over Hermione’s as he dragged her into his arms.
Slowly, he nuzzled her neck before going to sleep.
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Hermione sighed as she woke up with warm arms around her. It was when she fully awoke and stretched that she realized Lucius was behind her.
She let out a hiss and took a deep breath. She slowly wiggled out of his arms. She turned and looked down at him.
He left her after she had been kidnapped. He just went to go play “Potions” with Severus. Her eyes spotted his cane where it lay on the night-table.
She could almost clap her hands in delight as she carefully reached over him and grabbed the wand pulling it free from its holder.
“Wingardium Leviosa,” Hermione whispered in her mind, swishing and flicking her wand at her husband’s sleeping form.
The blond was slowly levitated till his hovered over the side of the bed.
Hermione glared at him and took the bed cover back before casting a timer spell to last the hover thirty seconds after she set the wand on her bedside table ending the spell. She waved the wand around the bed. Silver sparkles flew out.
Hermione tucked the blankets up around her and turned so her back was to Lucius as she buried herself down in the blankets and pillows.
THUMP!
“MERLIN’S BALLS!” Lucius said, as he climbed up. He looked around.
Hermione hid her snigger as she feigned sleep.
“Hermione, that was mean,” Lucius said, trying to slide back into the bed. “What is this crap? Warding your bed against your husband!”
Hermione sat up. Hermione pouted with her arms crossed.
“I know you don’t think you can do what you just did.”
“I didn’t do anything,” Lucius said, tapping at the silvery force-field around the bed.
“I was kidnapped. You didn’t even summon a Healer. And you ran off to play with Severus.”
“I didn’t run off to play with Severus!”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
A brown owl stood outside tapping the window.
“Are you going to get that?” Hermione asked, nodding her head toward the window.
Lucius glared at her.
“Fine, I will get it,” Hermione said, flicking Lucius’ wand at the window.
“She wouldn’t do that to me,” Mr. Malfoy said, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t know what you did to help her out.”
“You didn’t do much either. Just let Severus decide,” Lucius said. “I haven’t spoken with her for a long time.”
“How about we let Hermione decide?” Mr. Malfoy said as his eyes slit slyly.
“Hermione, Love, whom would you choose to be with?”
“You have a lot of nerve,” Hermione said, glaring at him for where she sat reclining in the center of the bed inspecting her nails.
The owl fluttered in and hooted as he landed on Lucius’ shoulder.
The bird flapped away quickly when Lucius paid him the money for the paper.
“YOUR PROBLEM!” Lucius said.
“Coward.”
“Slytherin.”
“My dulcet darling,” Mr. Malfoy began cautiously approaching Hermione.
“Don’t you use that tone with me!”
“What tone?” Mr. Malfoy snapped. “You are being a vile little wench.”
“Is that supposed to convince me to let you nearer?” Hermione said, lounging back as a tray of fruit and French toast and a pitcher of tea appeared on the bed.
She tore off a piece of the French toast (which was her husband’s favorite breakfast), and she dipped it in the syrup popping it into her mouth.
“Don’t you want to share?”
“No, I don’t think I do.”
Hermione plucked up a large strawberry and shoved it in her mouth. A little bit of juice oozed out of her mouth.
Mr. Malfoy stared at the juice dribbling down her chin, and his tongue unwittingly lapped his lips as he imagined kissing her and licking it off.
“I’m hungry,” Mr. Malfoy said, staring at Hermione as she covetously shoved more bread into her mouth.
“You didn’t care to comfort me,” Hermione said. “So why should I give you comfort? I am giving you what you want.”
“What I want?” Mr. Malfoy questioned, glaring at her and crinkling his nose.
“Yes, I am going to have a little girl,” Hermione said, shoving a cherry into her mouth.
She carefully extracted the pit watching her husband as he digested the information.
“A baby?” Mr. Malfoy asked.
“A baby?” Lucius squeaked.
“Yes, and I must inform Lady Nimue of it immediately. I will be portkeying to her lake today for a visit. I also must talk to Severus today about a potion.”
“We will spend time together.”
“You may certainly come with me.”
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The fire swept upward as a tall blond man in long black robes stepped out.
Hermione lay fast asleep with her arms wrapped around and her face snuggled in Lucius’ pillow.
“Lucius,” Hermione moaned. “Going to—going to get you.”
“I count upon it, Love,” Mr. Malfoy said, stripping down to a pair of black boxers before crawling up the bed. He draped a leg over Hermione’s as he dragged her into his arms.
Slowly, he nuzzled her neck before going to sleep.
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Hermione sighed as she woke up with warm arms around her. It was when she fully awoke and stretched that she realized Lucius was behind her.
She let out a hiss and took a deep breath. She slowly wiggled out of his arms. She turned and looked down at him.
He left her after she had been kidnapped. He just went to go play “Potions” with Severus. Her eyes spotted his cane where it lay on the night-table.
She could almost clap her hands in delight as she carefully reached over him and grabbed the wand pulling it free from its holder.
“Wingardium Leviosa,” Hermione whispered in her mind, swishing and flicking her wand at her husband’s sleeping form.
The blond was slowly levitated till his hovered over the side of the bed.
Hermione glared at him and took the bed cover back before casting a timer spell to last the hover thirty seconds after she set the wand on her bedside table ending the spell. She waved the wand around the bed. Silver sparkles flew out.
Hermione tucked the blankets up around her and turned so her back was to Lucius as she buried herself down in the blankets and pillows.
THUMP!
“MERLIN’S BALLS!” Lucius said, as he climbed up. He looked around.
Hermione hid her snigger as she feigned sleep.
“Hermione, that was mean,” Lucius said, trying to slide back into the bed. “What is this crap? Warding your bed against your husband!”
Hermione sat up. Hermione pouted with her arms crossed.
“I know you don’t think you can do what you just did.”
“I didn’t do anything,” Lucius said, tapping at the silvery force-field around the bed.
“I was kidnapped. You didn’t even summon a Healer. And you ran off to play with Severus.”
“I didn’t run off to play with Severus!”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
A brown owl stood outside tapping the window.
“Are you going to get that?” Hermione asked, nodding her head toward the window.
Lucius glared at her.
“Fine, I will get it,” Hermione said, flicking Lucius’ wand at the window.
“She wouldn’t do that to me,” Mr. Malfoy said, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t know what you did to help her out.”
“You didn’t do much either. Just let Severus decide,” Lucius said. “I haven’t spoken with her for a long time.”
“How about we let Hermione decide?” Mr. Malfoy said as his eyes slit slyly.
“Hermione, Love, whom would you choose to be with?”
“You have a lot of nerve,” Hermione said, glaring at him for where she sat reclining in the center of the bed inspecting her nails.
The owl fluttered in and hooted as he landed on Lucius’ shoulder.
The bird flapped away quickly when Lucius paid him the money for the paper.
“YOUR PROBLEM!” Lucius said.
“Coward.”
“Slytherin.”
“My dulcet darling,” Mr. Malfoy began cautiously approaching Hermione.
“Don’t you use that tone with me!”
“What tone?” Mr. Malfoy snapped. “You are being a vile little wench.”
“Is that supposed to convince me to let you nearer?” Hermione said, lounging back as a tray of fruit and French toast and a pitcher of tea appeared on the bed.
She tore off a piece of the French toast (which was her husband’s favorite breakfast), and she dipped it in the syrup popping it into her mouth.
“Don’t you want to share?”
“No, I don’t think I do.”
Hermione plucked up a large strawberry and shoved it in her mouth. A little bit of juice oozed out of her mouth.
Mr. Malfoy stared at the juice dribbling down her chin, and his tongue unwittingly lapped his lips as he imagined kissing her and licking it off.
“I’m hungry,” Mr. Malfoy said, staring at Hermione as she covetously shoved more bread into her mouth.
“You didn’t care to comfort me,” Hermione said. “So why should I give you comfort? I am giving you what you want.”
“What I want?” Mr. Malfoy questioned, glaring at her and crinkling his nose.
“Yes, I am going to have a little girl,” Hermione said, shoving a cherry into her mouth.
She carefully extracted the pit watching her husband as he digested the information.
“A baby?” Mr. Malfoy asked.
“A baby?” Lucius squeaked.
“Yes, and I must inform Lady Nimue of it immediately. I will be portkeying to her lake today for a visit. I also must talk to Severus today about a potion.”
“We will spend time together.”
“You may certainly come with me.”
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