Dear Lucius
Dear Lucius
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J. K. Rowling. Except for the original ones named here.
my own amusement and the amusement of my friends.
such it may not agree with how you see him.
Spoiler:
This takes place after The Order of the
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Arial\'>Once again many thanks to Minx and Carole.
There are no words to explain the depth of my gratitude.
normal\'>Dear Lucius
Dear Lucius,
It’s been
several months since we last spoke. You
wouldn’t believe how fast your son is growing.
Yesterday he asked “Where’s daddy?”
I, of course, had no idea of what to tell him.
Hurry home,
darling, but stay safe.
I love you.
Mari
She met
Lucius Malfoy three and a half years earlier.
He had just been released from Azkaban oe pre promise that he would
serve two more years doing the wizarding equivalent of community service.
Fred and George Weasley owned.
Work was not
an apt description of what Lucius actually did.
Oh, he made sure he showed up on time, and he stayed for the required
hours every day, but he did not work.
Mostly he sat in a back room and felt sorry for himself, a very
un-Malfoy like occurrence.
Marianna was
a Muggle. She became acquainted with the
Weasleys’ quite by accident. She
happened to be at a magic convention, ABRA-CON-DABRA, checking out the sellers
booths looking for a unique gift for a friend when she bumped into Fred and
George who were checking out how Muggles did their version of magic.
explaining how to use some of his props when the Weasleys’ joined the
conversation. Fred and George were quite taken by her charm and wit and before
Mari knew what had happened they were arranging to meet later in the week for
dinner.
That dinner
led to other meetings and eventually the boys felt comfortable enough with her
that they told her the truth about themselves.
They invited her to visit their shop, providing her with the means to
enter Diagon Alley, a simple spell they cast on her allowing her to pass into
their shop without help.
Mari was
enchanted by the shop, she talked the Weasleys into broadening their sales to
include simple things that theragerage Muggle could do, and she introduced them
to sales on the internet, a way to sell to the general public without anyone
knowing who they were. Mari helped them
set up the web site and mail order end of the business, which they ran out of
the back of the store. Once the boys did
that their sales more than tripled and they became even closer friends and
invited her to be their partner in the shop. She quit her job at an insurance
office and invested her life savings in the magic shop. She handled the Muggle
end of things for them.
That was how
she happened to be in the shop when Lucius arrived.
time she saw him. He was not the first
imposing wizard she came into contact with.
There had been several in and out of the shop since she had begun
working there. Mostly they ignored her,
but some were curious about the Muggle.
The curious ones were always polite about asking questions and most
eager to learn of her ordinary life. The
appearance of a wizard was not usually enough to warrant her undivided
attention. Lucius Malfoy was different.
anyone. He arrived in a flurry, an
imposing figure dressed all in black with his long white blonde hair falling
half way down his back, and his icy blue eyes that missed nothing. His
arrogance was even attractive to her.
Fred and George had told her about him, and why he would be working
there for the next two years. Arthur, the boys’ father, had considerable
influence on the remainder of Lucius’ punishment.
The
Weasleys’ were well aware of Mari’s attraction to him.
Fred tried to explain that Malfoy would just as soon torture and kill her as
look at her. But she was not deterred
from her goal, she had to have him.
Eventually
Lucius could no longer avoid her completely. She was there every day working,
and playing with the Weasleys. That
didn’t mean he liked having her around, it just allowed a small amount of
conversation to develop between them.
Lucius also felt he could use her to find out as much about the
weaknesses of Muggles as possible. He
knew she was attracted to him and he used that to his benefit.
care.
The
relationship developed into a verbal sparing match between them.
was more intelligent than he thought Muggles capable of being.
ever tell her he thought so. He liked the dark chestnut colored hair that
curled softly around her face and fell to just w hew her shoulders.
looking all green-grey, sometimes more of an amber color, but they sparkled and
shined when she was throwing sassy retorts his way, and got all smoky when she
was softly taunting him with innuendo.
She was older than the Weasleys; Lucius guessed she was in her early
thirties. Her body while not that of a
teenager any longer was still quite good.
His eyes often lingered on her large breasts and tight behind.
Marianna was
well aware of the amount of time Lucius spent ogling her.
low cut blouses and tight skirts or pants that accentuated her features to
their best. She was not above using her
assets to get what she wanted out of life.
One day
after Lucius had been at the shop for two months, he found himself alone with
Marianna in the batoratorage room. He had claimed this area as his.
room beyond where the boxes were stacked.
She was doing an inventory of stock, he was looking for a way to waste
the afternoon until he could escape this hell and return to Malfoy Manor and
the peace and quiet he craved.
Being in
such a small area it was impossible for him not to notice her, the way she
looked in the tight jeans and t-shirt she had on, not her normal work clothes,
but worn to move the boxes she needed to count and reorganize.
After
sorting and moving two large stacks of boxes Mari stopped to take a
breather. She noticed Lucius sitting
there watching her and said, “Are you just going to sit and watch all day or
are you going to help?”
“Why should
I help, you seem to have it under control.”
“Arrogant
bastard,” she muttered as she started on the next stack.
So she
continued, Lucius’ eyes r ler leaving her as she bent and lifted, her t-shirt
stretched tight across her bra-less breasts.
“You know, Mr. Malfoy, if you asked me nicely I might just show you what
you can’t seem to take your eyes off of.”
His smirk was his only reply. “Of
course,” she continued, “you’d have to ask very nicely, beg actually.”
“Why should
I beg for something you’re going to give me anyway?” He sneered.
“What makes
you so sure I’m going to give you anything?”
“Do you
think I don’t know what you are doing?
That I am unaware of the thought that you’ve put into the clothes you
wear, the way you style your hair. How
you smell.”
“You like
the way I smell?” She taunted him.
Lucius, in
fact did like the way she smelled.
enticing. He could always tell
when she had been in the shop as her scent lingered, it was actually quite
comforting as well as arousing. Not that
he would ever tell her he liked it. “Let’s just say it’s distinctive.”
Mari turned
to face him, sitting on one of the larger boxes, “Tell me, Mr. Malfoy, have you
ever lowered yourself to be with a Muggle?”
Lucius
looked directly into her eyes and said, “I have had considerable… experience
with your kind.”
“Ah,
considerable experience…I don’t mean torture and rape.
“There is no
difference.”
Mari
laughed, “Yes there is. There’s a big
difference between forcing someone and being with someone who wants you.”
her voice dropping to a more intimate level, “Someone who wants you to touch
them, wants to feel your lips on theirs, your hands all over their body.
Someone who gives themselves willingly, not someone you have to take what you
want from. I’m talking about taking the
time to savor every touch and taste, every smell.
desperate to have you inside them.”
Lucius
looked at her intently, taking in her rapid breathing, her nipples straining
against the tight shirt, her slightly flushed face.
damn near purred at her.
Marianna
shook herself slightly, and looked at him with equal intensity, seeing only the
same cold expression and aloof attitude.
“No, not desperate.
it though.”
“From the
looks of it you’ve thought about it quite a bit,” he was staring at her
breasts.
“You know if
you relaxed a little we could have fun, I could definitely please you if you
let me. You might discover that you
could enjoy yourself.”
“I have no
doubt that I would; you on the other hand may not be pleased with the outcome.”
“Why is
that?”
Lucius
chuckled, “Getting involved with Muggles has always ended in bloodshed…theirs.”
“Do you want
to hurt me so much that you couldn’t forgo the bleeding part?
Lucius stood
and quickly closed the space between them.
He grasped Mari by the throat and pulled her to her feet.
just enough air through to keep her from passing out.
Mari
squirmed in his grasp, bracing her hands on his shoulders as he lifted her
until her feet cleared the floor.
“Shame…” she managed to gasp out, “I’ve been told I’m very good,” she
panted as he loosened his hold enough for her to talk.
“The
opinions of Muggles mean nothing to me,” he said as he lowered her, “What your
little boyfriends think has no bearing here.” He released his hold and moved
away from her.
Mari woulot got give him the satisfaction of rubbing her throat in his presence; instead
she straightened to her full height and said, “Your loss.” And
stalked out of the room. She
stopped only to grab her jacket and purse on her way out the door, totally
ignoring Fred’s concerned questions.
Fred yelled as he stepped into the storage room, “What did you do to her?”
Lucius just
looked at him with a raised eyebrow as if to say, “Me?”
Fred just
rolled his eyes and stepped out into the hallway in time to stop George from
charging in. “Where’s Mari, what did he
do to her?” George yelled.
Fred pulled
George along the hallway to their office, “Nothing, she’s fine.
George threw
up his hands and gave an exasperated sigh, “I can’t relax, Fred.
about that piece of dragon dung.” George
flopped into a chair. “After what she
said to us the other day, I can’t get the image of her on her knees in front of
him out of my mind.”
“Stop
torturing yourself, you can’t help the way she feels.”
“I know, I
know….I just keep seeing her like that, those gorgeous lips wrapped around
him…pleasuring him. I used to be able to picture her and me together that way,
now I can’t seem to put myself in his place anymore.
much she wanted to taste him, and feel him in her mouth.”
Lucius, who
could hear every word the twins spoke, smiled to himself at that vision.
thought. ‘Well, I might just have to
arrange for herget get what she wants.’
He turned back into the storeroom and with a few flicks of his wand had
the boxes sorted and neatly stacked, and Mari’s inventory forms filled out.