To The Devil's Doorstep
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
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Adult ++
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33,940
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Arrival at the Manor
Disclaimer: The characters belong solely to JKR. I only want to play with them for a while.
Chapter Three
Arrival At The Manor
Hermione awoke the following morning refreshed. Then she remembered what the day was going to entail. Malfoy Manor. Shit! She got out of bed grudgingly and went to the loo to do her morning ablutions.
She then sent an owl to Harry about housing her beloved tomes. And while she wasn’t hungry in the least she knew that she would need some nourishment. She went into her kitchen and made herself some toast to nibble at.
While she was eating her toast her mind wandered to what would happen when she got to the Malfoy’s. Would they instantly be horrible to her? What would her ‘duties’ entail exactly? If she kept thinking about it, she would surely go mad. Plus it was already 7:30 and she had to get ready to go.
She looked around her flat one last time, longingly. Knowing she wouldn’t see it again was terribly upsetting. But she had to follow the law or go to Azkaban. Hmmm, which was worse, the Malfoy’s or prison? Oh well, best to not dwell on it.
She shrunk her boxes down to fit into her robe pockets and left her comfortable flat behind her. She warded the doors with the same wards her landlord had placed on them when she had rented it. She walked to the corner Apparition point and apparated to just outside Malfoy Manor.
When she first saw the manor, her breath was taken away. The sheer magnitude of it was awesome. It was beautifully kept and a gorgeous home. And that was just from the outside. She could only imagine what the inside of the exquisite manor was like.
She would certainly be finding out in but a few moments’ time. She slowly walked up the pathway leading to this, for want of a better word, castle. She reached the front door and hesitantly knocked.
A house elf opened the door immediately. She was obviously expected.
“Good morning Miss. The Master’s is expecting you. My name is Harkey. They is in the study Miss. Follows me please.” the elf said.
“Thank you very much Harkey.” Hermione replied.
Hermione followed the elf through the glorious interior of the manor until they were standing just outside what must be the study. Harkey opened the door hesitantly and looked at his Masters.
“The Miss is here Sirs.” Harkey said.
“Well, let her in elf. We can’t keep our new slave waiting can we?” Lucius answered.
Harkey opened the door for Hermione and stepped aside to let her in. She walked through the door with her head held high and her dignity still very much intact.
Sitting there in two matched wingback armchairs were her worst enemies, Lucius and Draco Malfoy. She surveyed the scene before her and observed that Lucius was indeed the man of the house. He had the prominent chair next to the fire, while Draco’s chair sat back a little. She was sure it was the senior Malfoy’s way of remaining dominant in his ancestral home.
While she was observing the two men, they were also observing her. Lucius looked at her and while he liked the set of her jaw when she was determined, he would also like to break her determination. Draco had a baser instinct at looking at his former schoolmate. In Draco’s eyes, she was the one who always one-upped him in school. Always got the attention in classes he desired. He saw before him the girl-turned-to-woman that he had lusted after, just to be able to say he had broken her.
Lucius motioned towards the matching sofa between the chairs and said “Please Miss Granger, kindly have a seat. I believe we have some things to discuss.”
His steel-grey eyes bore right into her. She moved further into the room and seated herself on the sofa, preparing herself for the worst they could throw at her.
TBC
A/N: I know still no lemons but very, very soon I promise. Just trying to get a plot set before we set out to the orchards. Please R & R. It will keep me updating faster. Hint, hint, nudge, nudge. LoL.
Chapter Three
Arrival At The Manor
Hermione awoke the following morning refreshed. Then she remembered what the day was going to entail. Malfoy Manor. Shit! She got out of bed grudgingly and went to the loo to do her morning ablutions.
She then sent an owl to Harry about housing her beloved tomes. And while she wasn’t hungry in the least she knew that she would need some nourishment. She went into her kitchen and made herself some toast to nibble at.
While she was eating her toast her mind wandered to what would happen when she got to the Malfoy’s. Would they instantly be horrible to her? What would her ‘duties’ entail exactly? If she kept thinking about it, she would surely go mad. Plus it was already 7:30 and she had to get ready to go.
She looked around her flat one last time, longingly. Knowing she wouldn’t see it again was terribly upsetting. But she had to follow the law or go to Azkaban. Hmmm, which was worse, the Malfoy’s or prison? Oh well, best to not dwell on it.
She shrunk her boxes down to fit into her robe pockets and left her comfortable flat behind her. She warded the doors with the same wards her landlord had placed on them when she had rented it. She walked to the corner Apparition point and apparated to just outside Malfoy Manor.
When she first saw the manor, her breath was taken away. The sheer magnitude of it was awesome. It was beautifully kept and a gorgeous home. And that was just from the outside. She could only imagine what the inside of the exquisite manor was like.
She would certainly be finding out in but a few moments’ time. She slowly walked up the pathway leading to this, for want of a better word, castle. She reached the front door and hesitantly knocked.
A house elf opened the door immediately. She was obviously expected.
“Good morning Miss. The Master’s is expecting you. My name is Harkey. They is in the study Miss. Follows me please.” the elf said.
“Thank you very much Harkey.” Hermione replied.
Hermione followed the elf through the glorious interior of the manor until they were standing just outside what must be the study. Harkey opened the door hesitantly and looked at his Masters.
“The Miss is here Sirs.” Harkey said.
“Well, let her in elf. We can’t keep our new slave waiting can we?” Lucius answered.
Harkey opened the door for Hermione and stepped aside to let her in. She walked through the door with her head held high and her dignity still very much intact.
Sitting there in two matched wingback armchairs were her worst enemies, Lucius and Draco Malfoy. She surveyed the scene before her and observed that Lucius was indeed the man of the house. He had the prominent chair next to the fire, while Draco’s chair sat back a little. She was sure it was the senior Malfoy’s way of remaining dominant in his ancestral home.
While she was observing the two men, they were also observing her. Lucius looked at her and while he liked the set of her jaw when she was determined, he would also like to break her determination. Draco had a baser instinct at looking at his former schoolmate. In Draco’s eyes, she was the one who always one-upped him in school. Always got the attention in classes he desired. He saw before him the girl-turned-to-woman that he had lusted after, just to be able to say he had broken her.
Lucius motioned towards the matching sofa between the chairs and said “Please Miss Granger, kindly have a seat. I believe we have some things to discuss.”
His steel-grey eyes bore right into her. She moved further into the room and seated herself on the sofa, preparing herself for the worst they could throw at her.
TBC
A/N: I know still no lemons but very, very soon I promise. Just trying to get a plot set before we set out to the orchards. Please R & R. It will keep me updating faster. Hint, hint, nudge, nudge. LoL.