Bound In Time

Bound In Time



Chapter 5



Lucius found the journey into London to be like his worst nightmares come true, here he was hurtling around the packed streets whilst sitting in a small metal box while other muggles hurtled around them in their own little metal boxes. He was gripping the door of the car with one hand; the other he had not noticed was placed firmly on Thea’s thigh.



Thea on the other hand was well aware of his hand, and were it was placed. What is more she realised that as she turned corners and manoeuvred through the traffic, Lucius’ hand was moving on her thigh, the heat of his palm felt like it was burning through the thin layer of her tights and into her skin. She half expected that she would see a handprint still on her leg that night. More disconcerting for her was the thought that maybe she should take a longer route into the city, just so that this contact would continue; however one look at Lucius’ grim expression and somewhat green hue, she decided to not tease him for longer than necessary.



Knowing that parking in the centre of London was a nightmare, even for a witch, so she parked the car at the University and led Lucius towards the closest tube station. “We only have two stops before ours, but trust me; this is much easier than parking the car in the city.”



Following Thea into the station he felt extremely unsteady as he travelled down beneath the ground on the escalators. Thea had whispered to him to watch the other travellers for a few minutes whilst she bought their tickets, so that he could see how to get on and off of the stairs. But nothing prepared him for the gut wrenching feeling of falling forwards as they were whisked down under the street. While they watched the other travellers passing them going in the opposite direction, Thea warned him that they would be encountering these escalators a lot when they were in town.



Down on the platform Lucius saw lots of people just standing around, reading their books or newspapers, or just avoiding making eye contact with anyone else. He had never realised that muggles were quite so antisocial, he thought that they would be more like the magical community, but then again in the muggle word there were so many more of them and unlike the wizarding world, they barely knew each other.



The quiet hubbub of people was soon interrupted by a high pitched squealing sound, accompanied by a gust of wind. None of the muggles seemed alarmed; they merely put away their reading material and appeared to be readying themselves for something. Mere moments later a long sleek train shot into view, he knew it was a train but it was nothing like the trains he was used to, this was sleek and shiny, all glass and metal and the doors opened with a gentle hiss which was soon downed out by hundreds of muggles spilling out of the train, and the ones on the platform taking their place.



Before he realised he was not moving he felt something touch his hand and when he looked down he saw Thea was taking his hand and leading him onto the train. He was barely inside the extremely full carriage when the doors hissed again and closed and the train began to move. It picked up speed much faster than the wizarding trains and once moving it was hurtling underground with no scenery, just long dark tunnels.



Finally finding his balance he followed the lead of the muggles and raised his arm to grasp a loop hanging from the roof. There was an upside he found to travelling this way, as when the train moved Thea was forced up against him and then the jostling meant not only was her body again his, but she was moving too, Lucius found that he was having to recite ancient runes in his mind to stop there being more of him in the carriage than would be considered decent.



The train passed through another tunnel and the lights of the carriage flickered off and Lucius gasped as he felt someone pinch his arse… as the lights flickered back on again he looked over towards Thea who looked at him and said “something wrong?” he looked to the other side and saw a bored looking girl who was inspecting her nails, and then behind him he saw a young man who rather alarmingly had pieces of metal sticking out of his face and his hair was bright green and standing on end, Lucius found himself wondering whether someone had hexed the poor boy. But he was still no clearer to working out just who had pinched him.



As they left the train they headed up out of the tube station when Lucius suddenly stopped.



“Lucius, what is it?” Thea asked.



“Money…”



“What about money?”



“I have none, well I do, I have plenty, but I have no, mu…., local currency”



“Ohh I see” Thea laughed “don’t worry, I have accounts for both my jobs, so I have my museum salary paid into a bank here and my ministry salary goes into my account at home.”



“I cannot let you purchase items for me” Lucius declared proudly.



“I will not be buying items for you, you can pay me back in our currency later – I will merely cover you for now. You never know, you might wish to come back someday, so you can come and open an account” she grinned at him, not really expecting this to happen. In fact by the end of the day Lucius Malfoy would be back home in the wizarding world vowing never to ‘go muggle’ again.



“Alright, I will put myself in your hands today…”

“Oh Lucius you should never say that to a girl” Thea replied with a wink.



“So what first you imp?” Lucius laughed.



“Jeans…”



“Jeans…” Lucius asked



“Oh yes I think you would look good in a pair of jeans” she leant behind him and checked out his arse “very good in fact”.



As they walked down the street chatting easily, Thea was very aware of all the women watching Lucius as they passed, if they were even attempting to hide the lust on their minds, they were failing miserably. Lucius strangely seemed totally oblivious to the affect he had on women, he made Thea feel as though she truly was the only woman he could see.



Dragging Lucius from shop to shop until she found the perfect jeans for him, she made him try on every single pair of course, and show her, he could not be trusted to choose himself – besides where was the fun in that – when they found the right pair Thea found herself actually salivating and she gave his arse a cheeky pinch.



“It was you!” Lucius grabbed her hands and pinned her to the dressing room wall.



“What was?” Thea tried to look innocent but Lucius just was not buying the act.



Lucius leaned closer into her and bent forward until he could whisper in her ear “pinching” he moved one hand lower “my” he moved his other hand lower and as he spoke again he grabbed her arse with both hands “arse.”



Thea squeaked and jerked forwards, this made her move closer to Lucius’ body. She was sure that he was going to kiss her and even though her brain told her she was being ridiculous, she barely knew the man, the entire rest of her being, was practically screaming ‘ohh god yes…’



A cough outside the changing room made them both jump apart as they realised the shop assistant had seen them. Lucius laughed when he saw Thea blush. Leaving the store after Thea had convinced Lucius to take two pairs of the jeans they headed across the street to a store where Thea said she only had to pick up an order, something they had imported for her apparently.



While Thea went into the store to collect her order, Lucius waited outside, he hadn’t realised what kind of store it was as he had no idea from the name ‘La Senza’ but when he looked in the window he saw lingerie, lots and lots of lingerie. Not the kind of thing Narcissa would have worn, but by god he wished it was, ‘do all muggle women wear these things?’ he mused as without turning, he watched some of the women walking past in the street as they were reflected in the glass. Once again he found himself trying to recall ancient runes as he saw the indecent and alluring confections of lace and silk displayed in the store. When his mind started to wander to what items Thea would be buying and how her full arse and luscious breasts would look encased in these items – he moved away from the window and moved to the next store to look at the far less enticing – and all together safer – male attire in the window.



As Thea came out of the store he saw she was carrying several bags with tissue paper spilling out of the top and he could not help but wonder just what they contained, but he had to stop himself from imagining Thea wearing the items, he had only just managed to contain his lust, he could not light that fuse again.



“Get everything?” he asked her.



Holding up the bags “Yup, lingerie is one of my weaknesses” she smiled.



“So what’s next?” Lucius asked her.



Several stores later, both of them had so many bags they could barely carry them. Strangely this made Lucius consider magic, it would be so easy to shrink the bags until they got them home, but there was something strangely satisfying about carrying the bags of new purchases.



Thea cut into his thoughts “I don’t know about you but I could murder a coffee.”



Looking at her like she had just wandered out of St Mungo’s “can one actually murder coffee?”



She bumped her shoulder into his arm playfully “it’s a figure of speech” she laughed “it means that I really, really need a coffee, come on…”



Slipping inside a well known coffee chain they stood in line to order, Thea almost laughed when she saw Lucius’ face, he was looking like the people ordering were speaking a foreign language, which Thea had to admit they might have well been, with the types of coffee and the totally ridiculous names they used for the size of cup. Feeling charitable towards Lucius she turned to him “how do you like your coffee?”



“Generally; strong, black and in a cup” he laughed.



“Ok, but how big a cup? How much of a buzz do you need?”



Lucius was about to say large, until he saw the large cups people were leaving the counter with – in the end he settled for a more middle sized coffee. He could only stand looking stunned as Thea ordered their drinks; it seemed she too could speak this language.



Finally cups in hand they fought their way with all their shopping to the only available seats, which meant they were sitting extremely close together on a two seat leather couch.



“So what is this language the coffee is ordered in?” he asked



“It’s not really a language, it’s merely a pretentious gimmick, I don’t usually order like this, I just say what I want, and let them work it out – why they cant just have cups that are small, medium and large I have no idea”. She smiled.



“Oh thank goodness, I thought it was just me.”



As they relaxed and sipped their drinks Thea noticed Lucius was looking at her drink strangely “what?” she asked.



“Did you not want a coffee then?”



“It is a coffee”



“But it looks more like a dessert”



“It is a frappuccino” she laughed “it is cold coffee with ice and whipped cream”.



She noticed he was also staring at her as she sipped the drink through the straw, so she ran the straw over her bottom lip before sliding it seductively into her mouth… “You have never seen a straw before?” she asked him.



“I cannot say that I have, no”



“Do you want to try this?” she asked holding it out to him.



“I don’t think so, but thank you.”



“Oh don’t be a wimp, it won’t kill you, it is only a coffee.”



Taking up the challenger he too the drink and looked at it and wondered what he was letting himself in for.



“Put it in your mouth” Thea smiled sweetly “and then…. Suck” she laughed as Lucius did this and immediately started to cough.



“I think I will stick to my hot coffee” he declared as he handed the drink back.



Taking the straw from her cup as she laughed at Lucius, Thea ran the straw across her lips and snaked out her tongue to lick the cream from the straw. Lucius watched her, his eyes glued to her lips and wishing it was him she was running her tongue along. Without really thinking, he leant forward and placed his lips against hers, running his tongue along her lips so that he could taste the cream and her lip-gloss. With a soft moan she leant closer into him and met his tongue with her own.



Lucius had never kissed in public like this, well not since he was a green young wizard studying at Hogwarts, once again in his uptight ‘pureblood’ world, it was something that was ‘just not done’ but then again according to his upbringing, so was shopping in the muggle world. He had to admit to himself he was enjoying his day with Thea, he had lots of new items – which were always nice, but he now had this bewitching woman in his arms and he wondered how long he would have to wait before he could have her in his bed too.



Thea finally broke the kiss and looked up into Lucius’ eyes “I was going to ask you something, but I do not want you to think I am terribly easy…”



Lucius ran his hand down her cheek “you can ask me anything – especially right now, as I seem to be incapable of thinking anything”



Thea grinned and leant forward again, running her lips softly along his cheek towards his ear; she placed her lips gently by his ear and whispered “your place or mine?”



“Mine….” He growled and grabbed his bags.



They left the coffee bar and headed down the street, Thea led Lucius to a small alleyway between two shops, checking there was no-one else in the alley Lucius wrapped his arms tightly around her, placed his lips back firmly on hers and they disaparated…





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a/n



Sorry to tease, but I can\'t give it to you all at once can I ;)



But you will want to be back for the next chapter now won\'t you?



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