Moving Forward

Chapter Six


Remus, Sirius, as well as Harry moved into the Malfoy compound. Lucius stayed clear of all of them, including Hermione, as often as possible. Hermione became unusually quiet and had stopped going to the beach. Snape and Draco noticed the change in her straight off, but because of his avoidance Lucius wasn’t aware of it.


Draco went over to his father’s rooms, finding him on the balcony watching the clouds as well as the wind dancing over the vines on the hills.


“Father?”


“What is it, Draco?” he asked, sounding annoyed.


“It’s Hermione,” his son said. “She’s become withdrawn. I don’t know when the last time you looked at her, but I can almost guarantee that she was ten pounds heavier.”


“What’s that mean?”


“It means that she hasn’t eaten that we know of in at least a week,” he answered his father sounding peeved.


Sighing he stood up and said, “Where is she? The beach I presume?”


“She hasn’t been going,” Draco said.


Frowning Lucius went out to go find the woman. He found her sitting in the library. She wasn’t reading though, which worried him. What concerned him all the more was the slightly vacant look in her eyes as she stared out into nothingness. He slipped over to her, kneeling next to her chair.


His knuckled brushed her jaw, calling her attention away from whatever was she was thinking. She reached out and caressed his face with her hand.


“What is wrong?” he asked her. “Why haven’t you been eating?”


“Not hungry.” She looked away from him. “Last week was the one year anniversary of my parents’ death.”


He let out a sigh and scooped her up, carrying her over to the nearest sofa. Lucius sat down with her in his lap. He just held her, as she sat again in silence. This went on for a half an hour before he stood her up and walked her over to the kitchen.


He ordered the staff to fix a late lunch and to get a bowl of soup out to her immediately. The bowl of minestrone was loaded with fresh vegetables, beans, as well as shell pasta. The smell of herbs and seasonings had Hermione’s mouth watering.


Smiling she took up her spoon and took a bite. Letting out a delighted hum, she looked over to Lucius. “How is it you know me so well?”


He smiled as he took her hand, kissing her inner wrist. “Eat and then we can talk.”


The meal was a light one that she took time consuming. She moved closer to Lucius, who smiled to himself as his hand went to the small of her waist. His hand rubbed there, as she continued to eat. It was in the middle of her antipasto she looked over to him.


“I want to get a tattoo,” she told him.


“Hmm, what of?” he asked, trying to think of what kind of ink would look good on her.


“I’m not sure,” she said, thinking over what she wanted to get. “I was thinking perhaps a sun and moon in a yin and yang formation.”


He nodded to this, but said, “I personally think your skin is fine without any markings.” Lucius’s hand slid down her arm, squeezing it gently.


“I want to do something radical,” she told him, taking another bite of her food. “Piercing is out, as I shudder at the thought of needles going through my skin. So what do you recommend I do?”


“Take a lover,” he said casually.


This had her going still and looking into his eyes.


“That would be…different,” she murmured.


He pulled her closer to himself and kissed her mouth leisurely. Lucius’s hand went to her breast and began to knead it, pinching her nipple into a taunt peak. She was panting as he pulled back just enough to look into her passion darkened eyes. Hermione quickly straddled his lap and was kissing him, feeling his hands going tighter at her neck and ass.


“Gods, witch, you can burn a man alive!” he hissed, as she was humping his thigh.


He ripped her shirt open, pushing aside the bra to latch his mouth hungrily onto her stone hard nipple. Her strangled cry of pleasure had him redoubling his efforts on her other breast.


“Lucius…Oh Merlin…I need you in me!” she stammered.


She kicked off her own shorts along with her knickers as she watched him pull himself out of his pants. What she saw had her jaw dropping in shock.


“What?”


“I never thought I would be able to say this,” she whispered. “But you’re even bigger than Severus!”


Laughing he pulled her back into his arms, kissing her gently on her mouth. “Never fear, my sweet, it’ll fit.”


He pulled her back so that she would sit down slowly onto his erection. The feel of him filling her, stretching her out so tightly had her incoherent. He took his time becoming firmly seated within her until she was panting unevenly as she clutched at his hand and neck.


“Perfect,” he growled, taking her mouth hungrily.


Talking had him ripping his mouth from hers and quickly went about covering them both with their transfigured clothing that he made into a blanket. Moments later Harry and Draco walked into the room.


“Is Hermione okay…” Harry started towards them.


“Leave,” Lucius growled. “Draco, take him somewhere, anywhere else now!” He was barely able to keep his eyes from crossing at the feel of her snug, wet heat going all the tighter around him.


The feel of him getting all the larger within her had her whimpering to him, “Move! We have to move!”


It was Draco who smiled, grabbing Harry by his arm and taking him out of the room. Quickly he locked, warded, and put up silencing charms.


“I thought we were getting on better,” Harry said sounding wounded.


“What?” Draco asked, looking at him puzzled. “What are you on about? If you had been interrupted in mid-fuck, you would have raged! I thought that he handled it rather well considering.”


Harry stood there for a time, thinking over what he had just been told. Seconds later, Harry’s face was a bright red.


“Hermione and your father?”


“Yes.”


“And we just saw them in the middle of…”


“Yes.”


Harry shuttered. “Gross.”


“My thoughts precisely,” Draco murmured as he yanked him into his arms and kissed his mouth hungrily. “Why don’t we go back to our room and fuck the image out of our heads?”


Harry smiled, walking away with his lover hand in hand.


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They had fucked. Merlin, but they had fucked! Hermione woke later, stretching sleepily as she thought over this new twist in her life. What had it been about Lucius that had attracted her to him, she asked herself. She looked down to the beautiful man next to her. He had been a totally focused and dedicated lover. True, Severus had been good, but he had needed dirty talk to the point that the intimacy wasn’t as pleasurable for her as it was for him. She liked the mindlessness of the action with Lucius. She knew he was going to take care of her as she did him.


“What are you staring at, woman?” Lucius asked without opening his eyes.


“You know very well what I’m staring at,” she answered quietly, pressing a kiss to his sternum.


His fingers laced through her curls, feeling as her mouth moved down his body, kissing, licking, and biting him as she went. When she reached his erection he moaned at the feel of her tongue licking up the underside of his shaft.


She looked up at him, mischief glinting in her eyes as she asked, “Did you steal this cock from a horse?” she asked, licking at the drooling precum at the tip of his cock.


“Gods, witch!” he hissed as her mouth descended down his staff, taking about half of it at one go. When she pulled back up and looked at him impishly, as she massaged his balls as well as the bottom of his cock. “Did you just…”


“I am very dexterous,” she murmured. “Orally.”


Sweat broke out on his brow as she went down on him again this time she went further than before until she took just over two thirds of his cock before lifting off.


“I love the taste of you, but I have one question before going on,” she murmured.


“And that is?” he was barely able to get out.


“Do you go down on your lovers?” she asked him. “I love oral sex, both giving and receiving.”


“I’ll…do anything! Just…” He gasped as she went fully down onto his cock with her mouth, taking his entire length into her. This was something none of his other lovers had been able to do ever. Even whores were known to choke on his girth.


Within minutes he came like a geyser into her sucking mouth. She was swallowing the last of his cum as she lay down next to him. Lucius pulled her tightly into his arms, burying his face into her hair as he shook in the aftermath of his climax.


“Lucius?” she murmured, her voice soft.


“Yes, my love?” he breathed, feeling himself getting hard all over again.


“Can we go to Greece tomorrow alone?” she asked him.


“Anything, beloved,” he said, easing himself into her sheath. “Anything at all.”


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