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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
51,767
Reviews:
424
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A New Foundation
The characters belong to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing them for a while. No copyright transgressions are intended and no profit is made.
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Updated November 24, 2006
I appreciate your reviews, and new reviewers, welcome!
To answer a few questions:
Anon:
1) Plot request – Thank you for the lovely compliment. I’m working on two other stories, one LM/HG and one for Dragonheart featuring the character Lord Felton (played by Jason Isaacs – my stories usually center on his characters). I’m not sure I could do justice to a story about Lucius that starts him as a girl – or sterile. My particular muse can’t seem to depict Lucius that way. I thoroughly enjoy ‘Codename Creampuff’ by Ladytalon though, so it must be my own lack of imagination.
2) Minister Harry marrying the most brilliant witch to the most powerful wizard seems like a perfect match if Hermione remains in Harry's camp. And she will. (Sorry, all you Harry-haters) 8-)
MollysSister:
Hermione has never had trouble enjoying Lucius in a variety of ways, so he doesn’t suffer from Hermione's recovery period at all.
Citten:
His boob plans are probably traditional. You’ll need to use your imagination there. Breast feeding isn’t on the menu for my story (a little pun there-boo), so your imagination will have to jump in there, too.
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For those who like Dark Lucius, Lucius/OFC has a story, Nightscribe’s “Iniquitous Desires”, that is [gulp], Wow! But take the story warnings seriously. I’ve read to Chapter Six so I can only speak to the story that far. Not for the Fuzzy-Lucius types.
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This chapter is the penultimate for my story, so one more chapter to go after this one.
Enjoy!!
Chapter Twenty-Eight – A New Foundation
Three months after Alexander’s birth, Hermione came storming into Lucius’ study one afternoon incensed. “Dammit, Lucius, I’m pregnant again,” Hermione ranted. “Alex is only three months old.”
“Well, you would drag me to that horrid party at the Weasley’s. You know I can’t abide Potter or that clan. I had to take it out on somebody. And you must admit I certainly made it worth your while.” Lucius was entirely unrepentant.
“Yes, yes, if sex was an event in the Olympics, you could have won a medal,” she returned sarcastically. “I agree you were superb, but you don’t have to pay for one splendid night of no-holds barred sex with nine months of vomiting and a swollen belly. Why couldn’t you have taken some of that contraceptive potion for awhile, like you did for the first year?”
“What?? How? You knew? You couldn’t have known. Severus would never have told you. How did you know?”
“Have you ever been face to face with someone who has just swallowed that sewer sludge? It’s a very distinctive smell if you know potions, and I do. Your breath always smelled like you had just eaten road apples soaked in scotch. But you were obviously hell bent on preventing conception, so why should I tell you I knew and create even more acrimony?” Hermione giggled, “I thought it was a fitting punishment that you had to down the disgusting stuff to keep me from getting pregnant. I just put a dish of your favorite peppermints in your bedroom and hoped for the best.” Hermione was pretty sure Lucius didn’t know about her douches. She thought it could stay that way. Men were odd about finding out a woman was actively avoiding their babies, even if they didn’t want them either. And there was always room for error if a contraceptive potion hadn’t been created correctly.
Lucius was chagrined at discovering he’d been so obvious. That usually wasn’t like him at all. He must be losing his touch with this little fireball. But he perked up with the thought of the new baby, “Well, at the end of the nine months we’ll have a beautiful baby sister or brother for Alex. That can’t be all bad, and anyway you’re exaggerating. You only throw up for the first three months. Then you get the swollen belly. Maybe next time, you can take the potion. It works equally well for either party, you know. We’ll have to decide on more names. Shall we keep with the great warriors theme if it’s a boy?” Lucius decided to be generous in his virile victory. “I can be counted on for foot rubs again, no charge for my services.”
“Hah! Your idea of no charge is no money changes hands. You certainly aren’t counting your demands that I wrap my lips around your cock as payment for your foot massages. And what do you mean, ‘next time’? Great warriors is fine this time, but there’ll be no ‘next time’.”
Lucius blithely ignored her last assertion, “I have never demanded oral sex as payment for those foot rubs. I’ve only pointed out that I’ve made you feel good and you might wish to consider returning the favor. Not the same at all. Besides, you love it. I swear you’d keep my cock in your pocket to nibble on if it didn’t have to stay attached to me.” He waved away her charges with a negligent hand. Lucius looked down his patrician nose at his fulminating wife, trying to look affronted, while unsuccessfully squelching a grin. The combination of Lucius trying to appear toplofty while grinning stupidly was enough to make Hermione break out laughing in his face, snapping her out of her snit. She laughed so loudly that Crookshanks was spooked and jumped out of his crib to hide behind the sofa.
Lucius was stupidly happy that Hermione was pregnant again. He was totally stumped why that should be so, but there it was. Another Halfblood Malfoy. Heaven help his bloodline, because he certainly wasn’t. If it was a choice between keeping it in his pants and polluting his bloodline – well, he was a weak bastard, that’s all. “Why don’t we go to our bedroom and you can show me how far along you are?”
“As if you hadn’t just taken a shower with me this morning. Sheesh, Lucius, I’m beginning to see why the Slytherin symbol is a snake.” Hermione pretended to scowl again, staring pointedly at his fly. She looked back up at her husband’s hot, icy eyes and saw her afternoon about to disappear. She shook her head and danced away, “Later, Lucius. I’m going to Ginny’s to brag about being pregnant again. She isn’t yet.” Hermione blew a kiss to her husband and apparated away, tossing back something about dynamite in her bed.
Lucius was suddenly arrested by a blinding realization. He’d needed an anchor to define him now that his bloodline was no longer his foundation. And Hermione was gifting him with them right and left. Lucius was special. He was special because Hermione loved him. His baby son loved him. If he were very lucky his grandson and any other children he had would love him. Even Draco had said he loved him. How had he missed something so simple? His serpentine mind sometimes looked for complexities where none existed. A great sense of peace came over him. He could do this. He could thrive in this new magical world with the foundation of his family’s love giving him all the power he needed. All he had to do was love them back.
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Almost your last chance to review! One more chapter to come...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Updated November 24, 2006
I appreciate your reviews, and new reviewers, welcome!
To answer a few questions:
Anon:
1) Plot request – Thank you for the lovely compliment. I’m working on two other stories, one LM/HG and one for Dragonheart featuring the character Lord Felton (played by Jason Isaacs – my stories usually center on his characters). I’m not sure I could do justice to a story about Lucius that starts him as a girl – or sterile. My particular muse can’t seem to depict Lucius that way. I thoroughly enjoy ‘Codename Creampuff’ by Ladytalon though, so it must be my own lack of imagination.
2) Minister Harry marrying the most brilliant witch to the most powerful wizard seems like a perfect match if Hermione remains in Harry's camp. And she will. (Sorry, all you Harry-haters) 8-)
MollysSister:
Hermione has never had trouble enjoying Lucius in a variety of ways, so he doesn’t suffer from Hermione's recovery period at all.
Citten:
His boob plans are probably traditional. You’ll need to use your imagination there. Breast feeding isn’t on the menu for my story (a little pun there-boo), so your imagination will have to jump in there, too.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For those who like Dark Lucius, Lucius/OFC has a story, Nightscribe’s “Iniquitous Desires”, that is [gulp], Wow! But take the story warnings seriously. I’ve read to Chapter Six so I can only speak to the story that far. Not for the Fuzzy-Lucius types.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This chapter is the penultimate for my story, so one more chapter to go after this one.
Enjoy!!
Chapter Twenty-Eight – A New Foundation
Three months after Alexander’s birth, Hermione came storming into Lucius’ study one afternoon incensed. “Dammit, Lucius, I’m pregnant again,” Hermione ranted. “Alex is only three months old.”
“Well, you would drag me to that horrid party at the Weasley’s. You know I can’t abide Potter or that clan. I had to take it out on somebody. And you must admit I certainly made it worth your while.” Lucius was entirely unrepentant.
“Yes, yes, if sex was an event in the Olympics, you could have won a medal,” she returned sarcastically. “I agree you were superb, but you don’t have to pay for one splendid night of no-holds barred sex with nine months of vomiting and a swollen belly. Why couldn’t you have taken some of that contraceptive potion for awhile, like you did for the first year?”
“What?? How? You knew? You couldn’t have known. Severus would never have told you. How did you know?”
“Have you ever been face to face with someone who has just swallowed that sewer sludge? It’s a very distinctive smell if you know potions, and I do. Your breath always smelled like you had just eaten road apples soaked in scotch. But you were obviously hell bent on preventing conception, so why should I tell you I knew and create even more acrimony?” Hermione giggled, “I thought it was a fitting punishment that you had to down the disgusting stuff to keep me from getting pregnant. I just put a dish of your favorite peppermints in your bedroom and hoped for the best.” Hermione was pretty sure Lucius didn’t know about her douches. She thought it could stay that way. Men were odd about finding out a woman was actively avoiding their babies, even if they didn’t want them either. And there was always room for error if a contraceptive potion hadn’t been created correctly.
Lucius was chagrined at discovering he’d been so obvious. That usually wasn’t like him at all. He must be losing his touch with this little fireball. But he perked up with the thought of the new baby, “Well, at the end of the nine months we’ll have a beautiful baby sister or brother for Alex. That can’t be all bad, and anyway you’re exaggerating. You only throw up for the first three months. Then you get the swollen belly. Maybe next time, you can take the potion. It works equally well for either party, you know. We’ll have to decide on more names. Shall we keep with the great warriors theme if it’s a boy?” Lucius decided to be generous in his virile victory. “I can be counted on for foot rubs again, no charge for my services.”
“Hah! Your idea of no charge is no money changes hands. You certainly aren’t counting your demands that I wrap my lips around your cock as payment for your foot massages. And what do you mean, ‘next time’? Great warriors is fine this time, but there’ll be no ‘next time’.”
Lucius blithely ignored her last assertion, “I have never demanded oral sex as payment for those foot rubs. I’ve only pointed out that I’ve made you feel good and you might wish to consider returning the favor. Not the same at all. Besides, you love it. I swear you’d keep my cock in your pocket to nibble on if it didn’t have to stay attached to me.” He waved away her charges with a negligent hand. Lucius looked down his patrician nose at his fulminating wife, trying to look affronted, while unsuccessfully squelching a grin. The combination of Lucius trying to appear toplofty while grinning stupidly was enough to make Hermione break out laughing in his face, snapping her out of her snit. She laughed so loudly that Crookshanks was spooked and jumped out of his crib to hide behind the sofa.
Lucius was stupidly happy that Hermione was pregnant again. He was totally stumped why that should be so, but there it was. Another Halfblood Malfoy. Heaven help his bloodline, because he certainly wasn’t. If it was a choice between keeping it in his pants and polluting his bloodline – well, he was a weak bastard, that’s all. “Why don’t we go to our bedroom and you can show me how far along you are?”
“As if you hadn’t just taken a shower with me this morning. Sheesh, Lucius, I’m beginning to see why the Slytherin symbol is a snake.” Hermione pretended to scowl again, staring pointedly at his fly. She looked back up at her husband’s hot, icy eyes and saw her afternoon about to disappear. She shook her head and danced away, “Later, Lucius. I’m going to Ginny’s to brag about being pregnant again. She isn’t yet.” Hermione blew a kiss to her husband and apparated away, tossing back something about dynamite in her bed.
Lucius was suddenly arrested by a blinding realization. He’d needed an anchor to define him now that his bloodline was no longer his foundation. And Hermione was gifting him with them right and left. Lucius was special. He was special because Hermione loved him. His baby son loved him. If he were very lucky his grandson and any other children he had would love him. Even Draco had said he loved him. How had he missed something so simple? His serpentine mind sometimes looked for complexities where none existed. A great sense of peace came over him. He could do this. He could thrive in this new magical world with the foundation of his family’s love giving him all the power he needed. All he had to do was love them back.
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Almost your last chance to review! One more chapter to come...