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Letters From A Secretive Past
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
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10
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5,790
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37
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 1: Granger Manor/Secrets!
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Chapter 1: Evanshire-Granger Manor/ Secrets!
After everyone was settled, they left King’s Cross Station and went to the appration site. From there, they apprated to the very Manor that Hermione grew up in even when she thought she was a Muggleborn. Hermione stared at her home. She took a minute to take it all in. Hermione let a single tear roll down her cheek, unchecked. This house, this mansion, held so many childhood memories for her.
“Hey luv you alright?” Lucius asked Hermione. He gently took her by her arms and turned her to face him.
Hermione looked up at Lucius as another tear rolled down her face. Lucius was tall and looked like a Greek God with his robes on. Hermione was 5’ 7” compared to Lucius’s 6’ 3” frame. To everyone around him and her, it was a match made in heaven.
“Lucius?” Hermione said with a crack in her voice. She hated feeling so venerable.
“Come here Mione!” Lucius said as he gently pulled Hermione close to his body. He let her have a quiet cry for a few moments. Then he felt her slowly pull away.
“Are ready to go up to your house luv?” Lucius asked. He didn’t want to push her.
Hermione nodded and stayed close to Lucius as they walked. She wrapped her arm around his waist, where as Lucius wrapped his arm around Hermione’s shoulders. They fitted together nicely. A huge grin broke out on Hermione’s face and Lucius felt proud. Lucius made a promise to himself that Hermione would smile more often.
The group walked towards the house and stopped in front of the door. Hermione smiled at them and took out her keys and unlocked the door. She motioned them to follow her. When the rest of the group stepped through door the sight of Italian Marble greeted them.
Hermione spun around in a circle with her arms spread with a goofy grin on her face. Her eyes locked with Lucius’s and her grin became longer.
“Well guys, what do you think of my humble abode?” Hermione asked with a huge grin on her face. Lucius gave a quiet chuckle. His Hermione was starting to come out of her shell.
“I think it’s great, awesome! Words can’t describe how beautiful your home is Hermione.” Draco said in astonished voice. Even though it wasn’t his, he still liked the manor.
“Yea, it’s perfect Hermione. But..uhm?” Harry said. He felt a little sheepish asking Hermione.
“But what Harry? How do I know the answer to something if you don’t ask a question Harry?” Hermione teased with a grin.
“Well you wouldn’t happen to have a Quidditch pitch would you?” Harry asked weakly, but with a hoping smile that almost burst his hopes up.
Hermione shook her head and grinned. She couldn’t help but laugh silently about the way Harry was acting. Hermione’s grin widen as she walked up to Harry and Draco both and put her arms around their shoulders.
“Well boys your in luck. We happen to have a Quidditch Pitch right out back. Grandpa Granger had put there for my father, he happened to love Quidditch. I haven’t played it since I was 5 years old. I could ride a broom since I was 3.” Hermione said with a huge grin. Her blue eyes sparkling with delight as she talked about Quidditch and her father.
Ron’s eyes went wide. He couldn’t believe that his best friend for almost 7 years was a fan of Quidditch and actually played it when she was younger. Ron felt a little bit jealous. He knew it wasn’t Hermione’s fault but somehow he felt that Hermione should have remained bookish and boring. But then he wouldn’t be a best friend if he really thought that. It was just jealousy talking.
“Well I suppose Granger, that you can’t get ‘up’ on a broomstick even if you wanted to right?” Lucius asked with a mischievous look on his face.
“What Malfoy? Are you going to teach me how to fly or your case Sweetheart ‘ride’ your broomstick?” Hermione asked with a seductive wink as she stepped closer to him. The guys burst out laughing, Ginny and Molly grinned and poor Ron turned pale.
“That all depends on you Granger now doesn’t.” Lucius said with a seductive grin. He was enjoying their flirtatious banter. Hermione gave Lucius a grin and stepped even closer to him.
“Depends on me uh? I thought what I asked was a simple question Malfoy. Do you prefer me to ‘fly’ your broomstick or ‘ride’ it?” Hermione asked with a seductive sparkle in her blue eyes. Lucius looked at her for a minute then burst out laughing.
Lucius pulled Hermione flush against his body and wiped the tears of mirth from his eyes. He looked at her still chuckling and then leaned down and kissed her lips. If Hermione thought the kiss at Kings Cross Station was powerful, then this kiss had nothing on that one.
This kiss made Hermione’s knees go weak, like she felt like she was falling if Lucius’s arms weren’t wrapped around her. As Hermione and Lucius continued there mouth to mouth resuscitation, Ron took a minute to maul over what Hermione and Lucius had said. When it finally came to him, he was in shock.
Lucius started to let his passion come to a head in the kiss he was giving Hermione. Like a graceful ballroom dancer, Lucius dipped Hermione and deepened the kiss. All of a sudden there was a loud scream. Poor Lucius nearly dropped Hermione as broke their kiss.
“Oh My Gods!” Ron yelled in shock.
“What Ronald?” Hermione asked a very annoyed tone to her voice. Lucius chuckled at the look his little ‘spitfire’ was sending Ron.
“Gross! Oh Gods! Bloody Hell! Hermione we do not need to know about you and Malfoy Senior’s sex life!” Ron said with a scandalized look on his face. Poor Ron turned even paler.
Lucius looked at Ron and couldn’t seem to keep a straight face. Hermione tried, really she did but the minute she looked at Ron’s pale face, she burst out laughing. Lucius and Hermione had to hold each other up they were laughing so hard.
“Oh Ron I’m sorry but when you said that,” Hermione couldn’t finish the sentence as she promptly burst out laughing again, taking poor Lucius with her.
Lucius was laughing so hard he had to clutch his sides and slowly sank to his knees. Remus and the other weren’t doing any better. Remus had tears in his eyes from silent laughter, Sirius and Severus were holding each other up, Arthur was doubled over clutching his sides, Molly was trying so hard, for her youngest son’s sake to keep a straight face, but it was getting difficult. Finally Ginny, Harry and Draco were rolling on the floor laughing.
“Some nice mates I have, laugh at a bloke when he’s down. Geez you think you people never heard a bloke get mad at hearing about somebody’s sex life before.” Ron huffed and crossed his arms over chest and scrinched his nose.
The expression on Ron’s face set another round of laughter in everyone. It was all Ron could do to not turn and stomp off like a little child. Hermione’s shell finally broke. Even if her parents weren’t coming back, at least this would be the best summer of life.
She was surround by her friends and people she considered family. But also the man she fell head over heels in love with. The very man she had been in love with since her second year. With Lucius Malfoy standing up the plate and helping her deal with her parent’s death, she knew was happy and secure.
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Chapter 1: Evanshire-Granger Manor/ Secrets!
After everyone was settled, they left King’s Cross Station and went to the appration site. From there, they apprated to the very Manor that Hermione grew up in even when she thought she was a Muggleborn. Hermione stared at her home. She took a minute to take it all in. Hermione let a single tear roll down her cheek, unchecked. This house, this mansion, held so many childhood memories for her.
“Hey luv you alright?” Lucius asked Hermione. He gently took her by her arms and turned her to face him.
Hermione looked up at Lucius as another tear rolled down her face. Lucius was tall and looked like a Greek God with his robes on. Hermione was 5’ 7” compared to Lucius’s 6’ 3” frame. To everyone around him and her, it was a match made in heaven.
“Lucius?” Hermione said with a crack in her voice. She hated feeling so venerable.
“Come here Mione!” Lucius said as he gently pulled Hermione close to his body. He let her have a quiet cry for a few moments. Then he felt her slowly pull away.
“Are ready to go up to your house luv?” Lucius asked. He didn’t want to push her.
Hermione nodded and stayed close to Lucius as they walked. She wrapped her arm around his waist, where as Lucius wrapped his arm around Hermione’s shoulders. They fitted together nicely. A huge grin broke out on Hermione’s face and Lucius felt proud. Lucius made a promise to himself that Hermione would smile more often.
The group walked towards the house and stopped in front of the door. Hermione smiled at them and took out her keys and unlocked the door. She motioned them to follow her. When the rest of the group stepped through door the sight of Italian Marble greeted them.
Hermione spun around in a circle with her arms spread with a goofy grin on her face. Her eyes locked with Lucius’s and her grin became longer.
“Well guys, what do you think of my humble abode?” Hermione asked with a huge grin on her face. Lucius gave a quiet chuckle. His Hermione was starting to come out of her shell.
“I think it’s great, awesome! Words can’t describe how beautiful your home is Hermione.” Draco said in astonished voice. Even though it wasn’t his, he still liked the manor.
“Yea, it’s perfect Hermione. But..uhm?” Harry said. He felt a little sheepish asking Hermione.
“But what Harry? How do I know the answer to something if you don’t ask a question Harry?” Hermione teased with a grin.
“Well you wouldn’t happen to have a Quidditch pitch would you?” Harry asked weakly, but with a hoping smile that almost burst his hopes up.
Hermione shook her head and grinned. She couldn’t help but laugh silently about the way Harry was acting. Hermione’s grin widen as she walked up to Harry and Draco both and put her arms around their shoulders.
“Well boys your in luck. We happen to have a Quidditch Pitch right out back. Grandpa Granger had put there for my father, he happened to love Quidditch. I haven’t played it since I was 5 years old. I could ride a broom since I was 3.” Hermione said with a huge grin. Her blue eyes sparkling with delight as she talked about Quidditch and her father.
Ron’s eyes went wide. He couldn’t believe that his best friend for almost 7 years was a fan of Quidditch and actually played it when she was younger. Ron felt a little bit jealous. He knew it wasn’t Hermione’s fault but somehow he felt that Hermione should have remained bookish and boring. But then he wouldn’t be a best friend if he really thought that. It was just jealousy talking.
“Well I suppose Granger, that you can’t get ‘up’ on a broomstick even if you wanted to right?” Lucius asked with a mischievous look on his face.
“What Malfoy? Are you going to teach me how to fly or your case Sweetheart ‘ride’ your broomstick?” Hermione asked with a seductive wink as she stepped closer to him. The guys burst out laughing, Ginny and Molly grinned and poor Ron turned pale.
“That all depends on you Granger now doesn’t.” Lucius said with a seductive grin. He was enjoying their flirtatious banter. Hermione gave Lucius a grin and stepped even closer to him.
“Depends on me uh? I thought what I asked was a simple question Malfoy. Do you prefer me to ‘fly’ your broomstick or ‘ride’ it?” Hermione asked with a seductive sparkle in her blue eyes. Lucius looked at her for a minute then burst out laughing.
Lucius pulled Hermione flush against his body and wiped the tears of mirth from his eyes. He looked at her still chuckling and then leaned down and kissed her lips. If Hermione thought the kiss at Kings Cross Station was powerful, then this kiss had nothing on that one.
This kiss made Hermione’s knees go weak, like she felt like she was falling if Lucius’s arms weren’t wrapped around her. As Hermione and Lucius continued there mouth to mouth resuscitation, Ron took a minute to maul over what Hermione and Lucius had said. When it finally came to him, he was in shock.
Lucius started to let his passion come to a head in the kiss he was giving Hermione. Like a graceful ballroom dancer, Lucius dipped Hermione and deepened the kiss. All of a sudden there was a loud scream. Poor Lucius nearly dropped Hermione as broke their kiss.
“Oh My Gods!” Ron yelled in shock.
“What Ronald?” Hermione asked a very annoyed tone to her voice. Lucius chuckled at the look his little ‘spitfire’ was sending Ron.
“Gross! Oh Gods! Bloody Hell! Hermione we do not need to know about you and Malfoy Senior’s sex life!” Ron said with a scandalized look on his face. Poor Ron turned even paler.
Lucius looked at Ron and couldn’t seem to keep a straight face. Hermione tried, really she did but the minute she looked at Ron’s pale face, she burst out laughing. Lucius and Hermione had to hold each other up they were laughing so hard.
“Oh Ron I’m sorry but when you said that,” Hermione couldn’t finish the sentence as she promptly burst out laughing again, taking poor Lucius with her.
Lucius was laughing so hard he had to clutch his sides and slowly sank to his knees. Remus and the other weren’t doing any better. Remus had tears in his eyes from silent laughter, Sirius and Severus were holding each other up, Arthur was doubled over clutching his sides, Molly was trying so hard, for her youngest son’s sake to keep a straight face, but it was getting difficult. Finally Ginny, Harry and Draco were rolling on the floor laughing.
“Some nice mates I have, laugh at a bloke when he’s down. Geez you think you people never heard a bloke get mad at hearing about somebody’s sex life before.” Ron huffed and crossed his arms over chest and scrinched his nose.
The expression on Ron’s face set another round of laughter in everyone. It was all Ron could do to not turn and stomp off like a little child. Hermione’s shell finally broke. Even if her parents weren’t coming back, at least this would be the best summer of life.
She was surround by her friends and people she considered family. But also the man she fell head over heels in love with. The very man she had been in love with since her second year. With Lucius Malfoy standing up the plate and helping her deal with her parent’s death, she knew was happy and secure.