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Chapter Twenty-eight
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Chapter Twenty-eight
Hermione lifted the small specimen jar, looking at the several dark blond hairs that were resting in it. She was staring at them with such intensity that one would think she were trying to figure out the mystery of the universe. This was how Severus Snape found her when he walked into her study with Lucius.
“What’s that?” her husband asked her.
“The hairs that were transferred from the attacker onto Violet and then to me,” she said casually, setting them down. “I have a question. What would happen if a polyjuice potion was made with hairs that were taken from a person taking polyjuice?” The two blinked at her. “Would they turn into the person they are or the person that they are changed into?”
“Good question,” Severus muttered going to sit down in the chair in front of her desk. “The individual would more than likely change into the person that the other was impersonating. I could double check this in my potions library, if you wish me to.”
Hermione shook her head no. “There are better leads to follow at the moment.”
“Are you certain the person is taking polyjuice?” Lucius asked her.
“No, I’m working on a theory, but if I’m right…” Her head lowered slightly. “I never wanted to be more wrong in my life.” She looked over to Lucius. “But one cannot base a life and death decision on hair alone.” She looked over to Severus. “All the dead from the Battle of Hogwarts have been dealt with, correct?”
“Yes, for health concerns the bodies left unclaimed were buried in clear coffins. Why?” the headmaster answered.
She handed him a list. “I want these bodies checked for very basic glamours.”
Severus looked them over. “These are all…”
“I know,” she said casually. “Men left unclaimed and all buried at Hogwarts in the clear caskets. I checked the lists of the dead. True, more than one are John Does, but the name doesn’t concern me. It is whom they might be that does. One of them I fear will give us the answer we’re in need of.”
“What do you think it is?” Lucius asked, taking the list from Severus and looking it over.
“If one wants to hide something, it is often easier to hide it in plain sight,” she answered quietly. “If I’m right, the body is going to tell the tale.”
“But why are we looking for only basic glamours?” Severus inquired. “Wouldn’t more complex spell work be for the best?”
“Yes, it would be,” she answered quietly. “But what if that’s all they are capable of? We’re not talking practicality in this instance, but ability.” She worried her lower lip. “The trouble I have is who made the polyjuice for him? It’s not something to be brewed by an uneducated wizard.”
“There’s usually some polyjuice on hand from the higher level NEWTs classes. I’ll check with the new potions master to see if any are missing from this past year,” Severus told her as he stood up. “Anything else before I leave?”
“Oh, let me think…” She pretended to think it over before asking, “Will you be the godfather to our children?”
This had the dark wizard staring at her in stunned silence.
“There is no one I would trust the guardianship of my children more than with you,” she stated, going over to him. “Please say yes.”
“Who will be the godmother?” he asked, hoping that it wasn’t to be Molly Weasley.
“Luna Lovegood,” she told him.
He frowned. “She’s so…flighty.”
“Yes,” Lucius said. “But let me be the first to tell you, there’s more to her than you think.” Severus’s eyes narrowed at his friend’s words. “Trust me. I’ve learned my lesson.”
***
“Why do you think this switch happened at the Battle of Hogwarts?” Lucius asked, massaging her foot as they sat quietly in the bathtub facing each other.
She let out a hum of appreciation as he hit a particularly sore spot near her arch. “It’s the only time that makes sense, as it was something that our villain took advantage of. He would have been put onto trial. Given the fact that he is who he is…”
“Greyback,” he muttered.
“Correct, that would mean that they would more than likely throw him into isolation if not put him down.”
Frowning Lucius asked, “Put him down?”
“Euthanize him,” she murmured. “That’s what they do to rogue werewolves. They can’t take the chance of him doing what he does best.” She picked up one of her lover’s legs, kissing his calf and resting it on her shoulder as she began massaging it. “He made himself looked like one of the people that works at the school. Someone that he knew very well and could fake being with ease, but someone that kept to themselves enough so that no one would be that aware of the switch unless they were his best of friends.”
“You know whom it is I suppose?” he inquired, moaning as her fingers dug into a particularly tight muscle in his calf.
“I suspect I know who it is, but do I have proof? Not yet,” she murmured. “I went shopping today with Luna.”
“Yes, I know, my sweet. You never did tell me what you bought.”
“The basics,” she murmured. “Robes, bras, panties, silicone based waterproof lube…” Hermione reached behind her and pulled out the tube in question. “They say it’s made for sensitive skin and tastes like ‘love’.” She looked from the tube to him. “Apparently the company that makes it thinks love tastes like chocolate covered raspberries.” Moving so that she was now lying on top of him, she kissed his chest over his heart. “I read in one of my books that our natural lubricant goes away in the water and I wanted both of us comfortable.”
“You think of everything,” he purred, as she stroked the lube onto his cock.
“If I thought of everything, I wouldn’t be in need of…”
In a flash he captured both of her hands, binding them up behind her back with the cord coming from the scrubber. He pushed her back slightly and widened her thighs. Lucius kept looking at her as his hands slid up her inner thighs, making her eyes go dark with lust.
“Hand over control, my little witch,” he murmured. “And I will give you the world.” Lucius moved so that he was kissing her mouth lightly, as his fingers rubbed at her clit. “You’re getting there. So very close, love, but not until I say.”
“Lucius…” she moaned, her neck arching in the effort to keep from climaxing.
His fingers plunged into her as his other hand’s fingers pinched her clit hard. “Now.”
Hermione’s scream of completion ripped through her and soon she was sagging against him, trying to catch her breath.
“Lucius?” she panted against his chest.
“Yes, my beloved?”
“Can we switch over to the waterproofed soft leather bindings? This cord is chaffing my wrists.”
Smiling contentedly he said, “Whatever my lady wife wants.”
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Time for the next song in our hit parade (which I don't own either)! "There's this girl in my record company/I review her, but she doesn't review me" Once again, no hints. You can do it! Have a grand ole day people!
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Chapter Twenty-eight
Hermione lifted the small specimen jar, looking at the several dark blond hairs that were resting in it. She was staring at them with such intensity that one would think she were trying to figure out the mystery of the universe. This was how Severus Snape found her when he walked into her study with Lucius.
“What’s that?” her husband asked her.
“The hairs that were transferred from the attacker onto Violet and then to me,” she said casually, setting them down. “I have a question. What would happen if a polyjuice potion was made with hairs that were taken from a person taking polyjuice?” The two blinked at her. “Would they turn into the person they are or the person that they are changed into?”
“Good question,” Severus muttered going to sit down in the chair in front of her desk. “The individual would more than likely change into the person that the other was impersonating. I could double check this in my potions library, if you wish me to.”
Hermione shook her head no. “There are better leads to follow at the moment.”
“Are you certain the person is taking polyjuice?” Lucius asked her.
“No, I’m working on a theory, but if I’m right…” Her head lowered slightly. “I never wanted to be more wrong in my life.” She looked over to Lucius. “But one cannot base a life and death decision on hair alone.” She looked over to Severus. “All the dead from the Battle of Hogwarts have been dealt with, correct?”
“Yes, for health concerns the bodies left unclaimed were buried in clear coffins. Why?” the headmaster answered.
She handed him a list. “I want these bodies checked for very basic glamours.”
Severus looked them over. “These are all…”
“I know,” she said casually. “Men left unclaimed and all buried at Hogwarts in the clear caskets. I checked the lists of the dead. True, more than one are John Does, but the name doesn’t concern me. It is whom they might be that does. One of them I fear will give us the answer we’re in need of.”
“What do you think it is?” Lucius asked, taking the list from Severus and looking it over.
“If one wants to hide something, it is often easier to hide it in plain sight,” she answered quietly. “If I’m right, the body is going to tell the tale.”
“But why are we looking for only basic glamours?” Severus inquired. “Wouldn’t more complex spell work be for the best?”
“Yes, it would be,” she answered quietly. “But what if that’s all they are capable of? We’re not talking practicality in this instance, but ability.” She worried her lower lip. “The trouble I have is who made the polyjuice for him? It’s not something to be brewed by an uneducated wizard.”
“There’s usually some polyjuice on hand from the higher level NEWTs classes. I’ll check with the new potions master to see if any are missing from this past year,” Severus told her as he stood up. “Anything else before I leave?”
“Oh, let me think…” She pretended to think it over before asking, “Will you be the godfather to our children?”
This had the dark wizard staring at her in stunned silence.
“There is no one I would trust the guardianship of my children more than with you,” she stated, going over to him. “Please say yes.”
“Who will be the godmother?” he asked, hoping that it wasn’t to be Molly Weasley.
“Luna Lovegood,” she told him.
He frowned. “She’s so…flighty.”
“Yes,” Lucius said. “But let me be the first to tell you, there’s more to her than you think.” Severus’s eyes narrowed at his friend’s words. “Trust me. I’ve learned my lesson.”
***
“Why do you think this switch happened at the Battle of Hogwarts?” Lucius asked, massaging her foot as they sat quietly in the bathtub facing each other.
She let out a hum of appreciation as he hit a particularly sore spot near her arch. “It’s the only time that makes sense, as it was something that our villain took advantage of. He would have been put onto trial. Given the fact that he is who he is…”
“Greyback,” he muttered.
“Correct, that would mean that they would more than likely throw him into isolation if not put him down.”
Frowning Lucius asked, “Put him down?”
“Euthanize him,” she murmured. “That’s what they do to rogue werewolves. They can’t take the chance of him doing what he does best.” She picked up one of her lover’s legs, kissing his calf and resting it on her shoulder as she began massaging it. “He made himself looked like one of the people that works at the school. Someone that he knew very well and could fake being with ease, but someone that kept to themselves enough so that no one would be that aware of the switch unless they were his best of friends.”
“You know whom it is I suppose?” he inquired, moaning as her fingers dug into a particularly tight muscle in his calf.
“I suspect I know who it is, but do I have proof? Not yet,” she murmured. “I went shopping today with Luna.”
“Yes, I know, my sweet. You never did tell me what you bought.”
“The basics,” she murmured. “Robes, bras, panties, silicone based waterproof lube…” Hermione reached behind her and pulled out the tube in question. “They say it’s made for sensitive skin and tastes like ‘love’.” She looked from the tube to him. “Apparently the company that makes it thinks love tastes like chocolate covered raspberries.” Moving so that she was now lying on top of him, she kissed his chest over his heart. “I read in one of my books that our natural lubricant goes away in the water and I wanted both of us comfortable.”
“You think of everything,” he purred, as she stroked the lube onto his cock.
“If I thought of everything, I wouldn’t be in need of…”
In a flash he captured both of her hands, binding them up behind her back with the cord coming from the scrubber. He pushed her back slightly and widened her thighs. Lucius kept looking at her as his hands slid up her inner thighs, making her eyes go dark with lust.
“Hand over control, my little witch,” he murmured. “And I will give you the world.” Lucius moved so that he was kissing her mouth lightly, as his fingers rubbed at her clit. “You’re getting there. So very close, love, but not until I say.”
“Lucius…” she moaned, her neck arching in the effort to keep from climaxing.
His fingers plunged into her as his other hand’s fingers pinched her clit hard. “Now.”
Hermione’s scream of completion ripped through her and soon she was sagging against him, trying to catch her breath.
“Lucius?” she panted against his chest.
“Yes, my beloved?”
“Can we switch over to the waterproofed soft leather bindings? This cord is chaffing my wrists.”
Smiling contentedly he said, “Whatever my lady wife wants.”
***
Alright! It's time for the review sing-a-long! Yesterday's answer was "Blood and Roses" by the Smithereens. Cookies go out to slytherinIcePrincess, Jade, Pegg, and crysta656! If I missed anyone, I'm sorry.
Time for the next song in our hit parade (which I don't own either)! "There's this girl in my record company/I review her, but she doesn't review me" Once again, no hints. You can do it! Have a grand ole day people!