Only Time

Lovely Reviewers:

Heidi191976 - Good.

andarte - I'm trying to be more like Bellatrix.

Lauriurix - Drunk Lucius is quite cute!

Byrony - *shrugs*

Voracious Reader - I love the elves as well.

Avanell - Hope that all the rest are good. I know how you feel. I felt it first!

meankitty69 - Drunk Lucius is definitely a keeper.

HermioneMalfoyFan - Not a bad idea, but we can lock our bedroom doors, so I ave no opportunity.

He is affectionate. So cute.

I am too, but thanks to alcoholics in my family, I have high tolerance to it...hehehe.

Of course Draco was crushing on Hermione! He just couldn't help himself! Why else would he have always been picking on her.

Hooray for new laptops!

Linneh - *happy dance*

catysmom - Will try to.

Hilda Malfoy - Who doesn't want to hug big, blonde, and sexy death eater? I want to be in his bed.

maddie50 - It was a low blow...but Lucius was very upset and she wouldn't leave him be...so he said what would make her shut up.

vamp_grl23 - Would you expect Lucius to not be twisted at all?

Citten - I hope that it goes well, too.

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Might not be able to update Lights of Questionable Faith today. I have homework that I must get to work upon.

Did none of y'all catch the 'Spinks' reference? I'm sad now.

Sorry 'bout how the reviews were first answered. My computer overheated and I was anxious to get a chapter to y'all but I was not s careful about the editing in the non chapter portion...*hangs head*

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Bright light streamed into the room. It made Lucius’ head pound. How long had he been asleep? What was the weight on his chest?

Lucius looked down and saw brown curls resting on his chest. His uncovered chest. He shot up and fell back with a moan that made his head throb as if someone had cruciated his brain repeatedly. He moaned at the stiffness of certain body parts and how Hermione’s soft, squishy breasts were resting on either side of it and how that was not helping his circumstances. His mouth tasted like sawdust, and he turned his head to the side to avoid the afternoon sunlight streaming through the thin curtains over the glass doors that led out onto the bedroom balcony. He opened his eyes a fraction and saw a milky black potion sitting on the nightstand.

“Thank the Lady for Severus,” he murmured as he reached out and took the vial. He removed the stopper and downed it in one gulp.

Lucius almost gagged at the taste of black licorice. Surely Severus could have come up with a better flavor, like a mint or lemon.

He groaned as he looked down at Hermione who lay with a cheek on his stomach and her breasts on either side of his stiffening crotch. He looked away quickly afraid of coming at the sight like a hormonal teenager. He carefully lifted her body and placed her to the side of him. She still had a content smile on her face.

Lucius’ lips twitched at the sight of her plump pink lips. What would it be like to swoop down and kiss them? Press his tongue into her mouth?

Lucius quickly scooted to the edge of the large bed and got out to tread softly to the bathroom.

He dropped his boxers halfway there and looked back at Hermione in his bed.

She’ll get better. He had to think it. She had to care for him, and he had to save her now.

Lucius stepped into the shower without bothering to think of the time. He groaned as the warm jets of water massaged his muscles. He let his head fall back and the water to run through his silver-blonde locks. He groaned reaching for the shampoo that he had formulated himself as part of a senior project for potions. He poured an amount the size of his thumbnail into his hand and rubbed it into his scalp. He soaked for a while longer trying to not to think about Hermione waking up in the other room and coming to join him, trying not to think of her kneeling before him and taking him into her mouth while wrapping her arms around his thighs to squeeze them before sliding up to pinch.

“Hermione,” Lucius grunted out as his hand worked his shaft, and he fell back hitting his head against the shower wall after he came.

Lucius growled and quickly removed his hand from the offending organ. He had to let go of her. She would wake up and leave him as she had in 1972. He switched off the shower and quickly began to towel himself off. He wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom toward the closet.

He stooped and picked up his cane. He removed his wand and set the base of the cane on the table in front of the fireplace and loveseat. He looked down when he stepped on something. When he looked down and lifted his foot, he saw the skeletal death eater mask staring up at him.

Lucius kicked the mask into the flames ready to forget about this portion of his life.

“YOUR FATHER SAID WE COULD VISIT!”

“The door is warded Weasley. Do you not understand that you can’t get in?” Draco’s voice spoke in a drawl from the hallway.

Lucius waved his wand doing a silent drying and straightening spell on his long blonde hair.

“WE WANT TO SEE HERMIONE!” Ron yelled.

“Where is your father, Malfoy?” Harry asked in a calmer tone.

“I haven’t seen him since last night. I have no idea,” Draco drawled.

“Can’t you let us in?” Harry asked.

“I don’t know how to remove the wards,” Draco said.

Lucius could hear the smirk in his son’s tone.

“SHUT IT WITH THE ATTITUDE MALFOY!” Ron screamed. “We want to see Hermione!”

“YOU SHUT IT!”

Lucius sneered in annoyance forgetting his state of undress as he flung the doors open.

“Both of you shut the hell up!” Lucius said, clenching his wand and twitching his lip up.

“WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE?” Ron bellowed, staring at Lucius’ only covering in disgust. “YOU RAPED HER!”

“Don’t yell at me in my home,” Lucius said, putting his wand to Ron’s throat and doing a silencing spell. “Now, that you have no choice but to listen, I will say it one more time for your thick skull to hopefully absorb the information. I was on your side in the war. Albus Dumbledore’s private journals will be able to confirm this if my word holds as much sway with you as your father’s does with me considering all the destruction his raids have caused my home. Money that he will never be able to repay to me.”

Ron’s face turned red, and he stopped trying to yell. He looked away from Lucius.

“May we see Hermione?” Harry asked, glaring at the mostly nude man.

“Feel free,” Lucius said, turning around and waving his wand in the room. “Do try to remember to see with your eyes and not your hands.”

Lucius stooped and gathered his clothes as he walked in toward the enormous closet. When he was at the door, he turned and pointed his wand at Ron’s throat.

Ron didn’t come in the room right away.

“Have you discovered anything about Hermione?” Harry asked.

“I will have to check on Severus’ progress on it. I will be going to help him in a few moments. I found myself unable to do work last night.”

“Why is Hermione all tossed around on the bed? She didn’t move at all when we first saw her.”

“Maybe it is a sign that the spell is weakening,” Lucius suggested, pulling on a pair of black silk boxers before dropping the towel. He pulled on a pair of grey trousers and green undershirt with the Malfoy coat-of-arms embroidered on it.

“Why is your hair all over it?” Ron asked, plucking a strand of blond hair off the bed.

“Accio hair,” Lucius said.

The hair was ripped out of Ron’s hand and zoomed to Lucius.

“Mr. Weasley, I imagine that your family may not have enough beds for each child to have their own, but I assure you that I want the woman who saved me to be in the greatest comfort that I can provide for her in her time of need. That means that I have given her my room. I regret that, having not been aware of the fact that this would be the case, the sheets were not changed. That can be rectified.”

Ron flushed again, “I’ll have you know…”

“I don’t give a damn how you and your family live, Mr. Weasley. I would appreciate it if you would stop treating me like a prisoner. The idea of being a spy is to be convincing to all that you are what they believe. Your father has filled your head your whole life with knowledge of the BIG BAD Malfoys. Guess what? He is wrong, and he will learn it. Have you never been told that you are a child and don’t need to know all of the details? I’m sure Dumbledore told you this repeatedly or at least made you feel it!”

“Why were you running around in here naked with Hermione spelled asleep?”

“I see no reason to continue with this drab interrogation,” Lucius said, sheathing his wand and rolling his eyes. “I would serve a better purpose searching for an end to Miss B-Granger’s state.”

Lucius stalked to the door with his shirt only half buttoned.

“I trust that I won’t return to find Miss Granger less than pristine,” he said, and he sneered at Ron before turning and gliding down the hallway. Once out of hearing distance, he spoke again. “Nelly.”

A soft pop brought the appearance of the tiny green eyed female elf.

“Yes, Master,” Nelly said, looking up into Lucius’ eyes.

“I would like for you to stay and supervise the visitors of Miss Be-Grangers. I do not trust them not to do her a harm,” Lucius said, pouting his lips. “They are not to touch her. It is inappropriate.”

“Of course, Master. Nelly would be pleased to watch Master Lucius’ sweetheart.”

“Nelly.”

But Nelly had winked out.

Lucius shook his head as he approached the library. He pushed open the grand double doors with their silver handles and hand-carved scene of the Lady of the Lake seducing Merlin into the crystal cave.

Severus was glaring at the catalog system.

“Lucius, your damn catalog is being a pain in the arse. I know that there is a way to get it to show me what books have been perused by Bellatrix, and all I keep getting is this STUPID message that laughs at me and says ‘I didn’t say the magic word’.”

“Have you been trying to get it to work all night?” Lucius asked, pinching his lips together to hold in smile.

“No, I just thought of it about an hour ago,” Severus said, glaring at the wood cabinets that ran the center length of the marble floor.

“What magic word did you try?” Lucius asked, walking up to the cabinets.

“Several spells,” Severus snarled.

“Would you please give me the list of books that Bellatrix Lestrange has looked over with highlights on those that contain various types of somnus spells?” Lucius asked.

A drawer five over and one down opened and a folder that had a bluish glow rose up and floated over to hover in front of Lucius’ face. The tab at the top of the folder read Lestrange, Bellatrix.

Lucius flipped the folder open.

“Thank you.”

The cabinet drawer squeaked in response to Lucius’ thanks.

“Let me see,” Severus said, holding his hand out for the folder and list.

Lucius passed it to him.

“Bellatrix wasn’t much of a bibliophile, which is going to be helpful for us,” Lucius said. “Only seven books in almost eighteen months of living here, and only three with strong somnus spells in them.”

He walked over to the curtains of the grand windows and threw them open to see that clouds had moved in and covered the sky.

After the room was inundated with light for the first time in almost two years, Lucius walked over to a narrow spiral staircase that wound up to the second, third, fourth, and fifth floors of the library. He walked swiftly up the stairs and turned to the left at the top and walked along a column of books trailing a hand along the titles, until he found one of the books Bellatrix had used. He pulled out the two-hundred year old text and tucked it under his arm as he mounted a ladder and climbed up to where he could reach the twenty-fifth shelf and pulled off a seven-hundred year old Bellatrix had perused.

“I’ve got two of the books, Lucius,” Severus called up toward the blonde on the ladder.

Lucius slid down the ladder with the books tucked under his arm before he made his way to the stairs and down to sit on the sofa before a softly flickering fire.

“It’s only a matter of time,” Severus said, patting Lucius on the shoulder.

Lucius felt chilled by the thought. Only time.

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I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter...please drop a review! I love um!

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