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So this ballroom scene... well lets just say it will span a few chapters... I've got a LOT up my sleeve here mauahhaa, LOVE LOVE LOVE reviews :) It's my only reward for these stories... and on the topic of stories... go check out "PANDORA" under Draco/OFC :) or just click my name and all will be revealed *lol* OH I didn't mention... new story on the way! "FLAME" oooooh so hot already under Lucius/OFC (it's not up yet, just the teaser - but it will be soon cuz I gotta flamin' beta for it already) - Love Esme
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The next day at the Ministry Hermione and Lucius did not get much solitary time together as people were bustling through the office left and right to make preparations for the inception ball tonight. They both gave each other sheepish looks throughout the day, both fully aware of the effect they had on each other. Hermione had never cheated on anyone before, and had never used Viktor for sex like she did last night, she felt her face grow hot with guilt every time she thought of what she imagined when Viktor brought her to climax. She pictured herself bent over Lucius’s desk, his long blonde hair falling over her back as he thrust harder and harder into her wet core.

Every time their eyes met, they both looked away as quickly as possible. Lucius had imagined Hermione was tied to his ornate bed, when he shot his seed into Narcissa, Hermione’s face clouded his mind, her wild curls a halo around her face as she tossed her head back in ecstasy. Hermione snapped out of her reverie of last night as Lucius cleared his throat. Merlin even his coughing makes me hot! She chastised herself. The pair made it through the day with barely exchanging enough words to fill a paragraph. Hermione was actually looking forward to the inception ball, she had found “the” dress she would be embracing her new post in tonight.

------------Hermione & Viktor’s flat-----------------------

Hermione was slipping on her red satin slippers as she smoothed her hands over her form-fitting gown. It hugged her body impossibly tight and was a deep shade of blood red. She was glad she had indeed found the most ravishing dress in Diagon Alley, let alone all of muggle London.

She slipped the chandelier earrings that were strings of magnificent rubies into her ears. She saw Viktor’s reflection in the mirror, watching her intently from the door frame.

"you look amazing Hermione" he said in his deep baritone, his accent was still thick and as sexy as ever. He strode up behind her and rubbed her shoulders gently "promise not to run away from me again tonight? you turned into Cinderella on me the last ball I took you to” he reminded her.

Her face fell slightly but she covered it beautifully. "I told you I was discussing work with the Minister". Lie #3 that she told Viktor over the past 2 days. "Lucius Malfoy, minister of magic.. who would have guessed? he better keep his hands off you tonight, I don’t trust him, anyways, I know you can take care of yourself…I just hate the way he looks at you" he said fiercly.

"I promise to not scamper off tonight, and I really do appreciate you coming with me". She said as she stroked his hand.

She looked at her lover, they had been together on and off since she was still in school. She hated to compare him to Lucius, but he was everything Lucius wasn't. She felt a dull ache in her heart at the realization that everything Lucius was turned her blood ablaze.

"if you do good tonight maybe we can have a replay of what we did last night" she said with a flirty wink. Last night she burst home from the Ministry and all but tackled Viktor to the kitchen floor, he was a very attentive lover, caring and giving, but he lacked that something she could not put her finger on.

The first lie she told Viktor was the explanation of the silver orbs on her nipples, she told him she picked them up in Knockturn alley out of curiosity and wanted to experiment with them. She said they heightened her senses during sex, which he bought hook line and sinker.

"mmmm, I’d love that, I've never seen you so wild in my life" he said with a satisfied grin. She hated that it was Lucius she thought of as Viktor made love to her, and that it was Lucius that had gotten her to that wild state.

Viktor let Hermione pick the tasteful black and white tux he was wearing, she picked out a blood red tie to match her dress for him, red definitely suited his olive skin tone.

Viktor watched as Hermione finished getting ready and the pair floo’d the Ministry.

She steeled herself as she was joining the large crowds of people apparating to the ball, it was the social event of the year thanks to Narcissa Malfoy and every pureblood family was there.

Hermione was satisfied to learn that everyone that head dealings with the Ministry was invited however, and caught sight of Harry and Ginny, looking quite put out as they apparated to the mysterious location of the ball. It was apparently a great surprise, Hermione secretly thought maybe it was a ploy to apparate everyone off a cliff she thought darkly. Lucius was still the slippery bastard he always was after all. Even if he did have a muggle born undersecretary. Tigers don't change their stripes.

She touched the portkey, joined by a large group of other Ministry officials dressed up in their finest. This portkey was of a large silver statue of a snake, and instead of being flung through space its travelers evaporated to and from their destination. She knew it must have cost a fortune to create such a fine portkey.

She felt herself grow completely weightless and held on to Viktor’s arm tightly as she materialized. She looked around the large and elegant room she was in, there is only one place in the world she could have been she thought, as she stared into a large silver framed portrait of Abraxas Malfoy, she was in Malfoy Manor.

She groaned inwardly, this was not neutral ground for her at all and could only imagine how the night would pan out. She had to admit it was an incredibly smart move on Malfoy's part, to invite everyone into his very home. It made him seem like a people's minister, though she knew he was anything but - or was he?

She smoothed her gown and gave Viktor a hopeful grin "Well, how do I look?" Before Viktor could even open his mouth she heard his silky smooth baritone from behind her "ravishing as always" Lucius drawled, he was standing right behind her, dangerously close, close enough to smell her, touch her, kiss her. Her mind clouded over, his voice always was so soothing to her, like a cobra luring its victim into submission before the fatal strike.