Mystery of You
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
40,731
Reviews:
327
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
3
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Chapter Twenty-nine
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Chapter Twenty-nine
Remus came to a stop in the headmaster’s office doorway when he saw Hermione standing there along with Lucius Malfoy and the Headmaster himself Severus Snape.
“Please come in, Remus,” Hermione said casually. Five aurors appeared just as he turned to leave. “Or should I say, Fenrir.”
His head snapped around, looking at her with a wildness in his eyes that couldn’t be hidden.
“You’re insane,” he muttered.
“We found Remus Lupin’s body this morning among the unnamed bodies buried in glass coffins on the grounds whose face was glossed over with a very rudimentary glamour,” Severus said coldly. “We also found your supply of polyjuice potion and the bag of his hair you were using.”
“I don’t know what you’re speaking about,” his voice tight and filled with fear.
“At first it must have been so easy. All his close friends and family were dead. And what better place to hide than Hogwarts!” Hermione walked over looking him straight in the eyes as she whispered, “But aren’t you sick of playing that weak, ineffectual beta?”
A tick developed in his cheek as he snarled and growled.
“Why else hunt the cats and now weak students as well.” She sneered at him. “You were never one to go after the strong prey. Why else go after children all those years? The pups wouldn’t be as missed, right?”
His brow arched.
“And what’s another…dead…pup?”
Remus’s eyes were the first things to change, becoming wild and feral as he watched her. “I can kill you, bitch.”
“I wouldn’t recommend threatening me,” she said casually.“Seeing as you are playing the roll of a D.A.D.A. teacher, perhaps you can tell me the one creature more dangerous than a werewolf when their mate is threatened?”
The blonde hair was now a steel gray and Remus’s handsome features replaced by Greyback’s battle hardened one. “No, bitch,” he mocked. “Tell me.”
Fenrir soon found himself pinned to the floor, Lucius’s face snarling inches above his own with the blonde’s talon like fingers digging into his now beard stubbled throat.
“Why that would be a veela,” Hermione told him. “Please let him up, love. Death is too quick. We are going to have to take solace in the fact that Greyback is going to be spending the rest of his very long life in a tiny underground cage where all he’ll be able to hunt is dust and nightmares.” Lucius yanked him up off the ground and was about to release him to the authorities.
“Did she tell you I’ve had her?” Greyback sneered. “Tastiest little bitch I ever had.”
“No!” Hermione jumped on Lucius’s back, trying to yank his arms away from Greyback. “Please don’t kill him! That’s what he wants!” She stroked her husband’s hair with a shaking hand. “Please, Lucius, we can’t lose you to Azkaban! Your daughters and I need you!”
His grip on Greyback’s neck loosened and the aurors pulled him away from Lucius. The werewolf kept trying to taunt Lucius, but was failing as he was drugged bound before being taken away. Hermione was still shaking as Lucius walked her over to the nearest chair. He pulled her around to be sitting in his lap. Rocking Hermione, he said nothing as he held her.
“I must say that I had my doubts,” Severus said casually. “Now get out of my office. I have a school to run.”
Hermione got to her feet, followed by Lucius who kept his arm about her. She looked over to Severus, who saluted her silently. Hermione bowed to him in turn. It wasn’t until they were outside of the office past the gargoyle that Lucius spoke.
“We’re having daughters?” he asked, his voice low. When she didn’t answer, he stopped her and made her look him in the eyes. “Are we having daughters?”
“I don’t know,” she answered. “But statistically speaking there’s probably a 33.33% chance of that happening.” She paused, worrying her lower lip. “Maybe.” She flicked him a look under her lashes. “Are you buying this?”
Lucius erupted into laughter, pulling her into a hug and kissing her mouth hungrily. “Let’s go home, beloved, and have ourselves a conversation on the pros and cons of lying to your lord and master.”
“Will I be tied up and need to be more flexible than I think I am?”
“More than likely, yes.”
“Okay, but I have a treat first.” Hermione pulled out two train tickets from her coat pocket and handed them over to him.
Laughing he read the tickets. “These are taking us all the way over to Plymouth!”
“I know,” she murmured, nipping at his jaw. “But just think, you, me, a belt and a two day train trip in our very own sleeper car. That’s not much of a honeymoon, but it’s a start.”
Smiling he hummed, “Quite a start in deed.”
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And here we are at the last of our review sing-a-longs! Yesterdays answer was "Long Haired Guys from England" from Too Much Joy. It just seemed apropos to have this be the last song. A giant chocolate chip cookie goes out to Jade for being the one and only person to not only attempt to answer, but got it right! My thanks goes out to everyone that participated in my little review sing-a-longs. You guys made it a joy to update my story. But stick around there's still the epilogue coming next!
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!
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Chapter Twenty-nine
Remus came to a stop in the headmaster’s office doorway when he saw Hermione standing there along with Lucius Malfoy and the Headmaster himself Severus Snape.
“Please come in, Remus,” Hermione said casually. Five aurors appeared just as he turned to leave. “Or should I say, Fenrir.”
His head snapped around, looking at her with a wildness in his eyes that couldn’t be hidden.
“You’re insane,” he muttered.
“We found Remus Lupin’s body this morning among the unnamed bodies buried in glass coffins on the grounds whose face was glossed over with a very rudimentary glamour,” Severus said coldly. “We also found your supply of polyjuice potion and the bag of his hair you were using.”
“I don’t know what you’re speaking about,” his voice tight and filled with fear.
“At first it must have been so easy. All his close friends and family were dead. And what better place to hide than Hogwarts!” Hermione walked over looking him straight in the eyes as she whispered, “But aren’t you sick of playing that weak, ineffectual beta?”
A tick developed in his cheek as he snarled and growled.
“Why else hunt the cats and now weak students as well.” She sneered at him. “You were never one to go after the strong prey. Why else go after children all those years? The pups wouldn’t be as missed, right?”
His brow arched.
“And what’s another…dead…pup?”
Remus’s eyes were the first things to change, becoming wild and feral as he watched her. “I can kill you, bitch.”
“I wouldn’t recommend threatening me,” she said casually.“Seeing as you are playing the roll of a D.A.D.A. teacher, perhaps you can tell me the one creature more dangerous than a werewolf when their mate is threatened?”
The blonde hair was now a steel gray and Remus’s handsome features replaced by Greyback’s battle hardened one. “No, bitch,” he mocked. “Tell me.”
Fenrir soon found himself pinned to the floor, Lucius’s face snarling inches above his own with the blonde’s talon like fingers digging into his now beard stubbled throat.
“Why that would be a veela,” Hermione told him. “Please let him up, love. Death is too quick. We are going to have to take solace in the fact that Greyback is going to be spending the rest of his very long life in a tiny underground cage where all he’ll be able to hunt is dust and nightmares.” Lucius yanked him up off the ground and was about to release him to the authorities.
“Did she tell you I’ve had her?” Greyback sneered. “Tastiest little bitch I ever had.”
“No!” Hermione jumped on Lucius’s back, trying to yank his arms away from Greyback. “Please don’t kill him! That’s what he wants!” She stroked her husband’s hair with a shaking hand. “Please, Lucius, we can’t lose you to Azkaban! Your daughters and I need you!”
His grip on Greyback’s neck loosened and the aurors pulled him away from Lucius. The werewolf kept trying to taunt Lucius, but was failing as he was drugged bound before being taken away. Hermione was still shaking as Lucius walked her over to the nearest chair. He pulled her around to be sitting in his lap. Rocking Hermione, he said nothing as he held her.
“I must say that I had my doubts,” Severus said casually. “Now get out of my office. I have a school to run.”
Hermione got to her feet, followed by Lucius who kept his arm about her. She looked over to Severus, who saluted her silently. Hermione bowed to him in turn. It wasn’t until they were outside of the office past the gargoyle that Lucius spoke.
“We’re having daughters?” he asked, his voice low. When she didn’t answer, he stopped her and made her look him in the eyes. “Are we having daughters?”
“I don’t know,” she answered. “But statistically speaking there’s probably a 33.33% chance of that happening.” She paused, worrying her lower lip. “Maybe.” She flicked him a look under her lashes. “Are you buying this?”
Lucius erupted into laughter, pulling her into a hug and kissing her mouth hungrily. “Let’s go home, beloved, and have ourselves a conversation on the pros and cons of lying to your lord and master.”
“Will I be tied up and need to be more flexible than I think I am?”
“More than likely, yes.”
“Okay, but I have a treat first.” Hermione pulled out two train tickets from her coat pocket and handed them over to him.
Laughing he read the tickets. “These are taking us all the way over to Plymouth!”
“I know,” she murmured, nipping at his jaw. “But just think, you, me, a belt and a two day train trip in our very own sleeper car. That’s not much of a honeymoon, but it’s a start.”
Smiling he hummed, “Quite a start in deed.”
***
And here we are at the last of our review sing-a-longs! Yesterdays answer was "Long Haired Guys from England" from Too Much Joy. It just seemed apropos to have this be the last song. A giant chocolate chip cookie goes out to Jade for being the one and only person to not only attempt to answer, but got it right! My thanks goes out to everyone that participated in my little review sing-a-longs. You guys made it a joy to update my story. But stick around there's still the epilogue coming next!