Glad It’s Friday

Story Title: Glad It’s Friday
Pairing: Lucius Malfoy/Arthur Weasley , original character/Lucius Malfoy
Story Summery: ‘Yes, that day had begun rather swell.’ Lucius bursting into Arthur’s office unnoticed on a Friday. Not such good idea.
Warnings: Angst, (don’t like, don’t read!), D/s
Author: Calamus
Authors Note: Many thanks to my Beta, LovelessAngel23 (at AFF forums) LovelessAngel (at the Archive)

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The day had begun pretty decent for a Friday, Lucius admitted to himself as he strode down the narrow hall towards the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division. Hitting the end of his dark mahogany cane on every step, hard enough to create small cracks into the stone floor.

Lucius long mane of silver hair swayed behind him, he looked grumpily down his nose at the people hurrying pass him in the narrow passage. He scowled at anyone that dared to get in his way, flashing his teeth while narrowing his grey blue eyes dangerously. He almost ended up pushing and old gangly woman into the stonewall, all just because she was not fast enough to limp out of his way.


Yes, that day had begun rather swell.


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Lucius strolled into the great hall of the ministry; it was around lunch, so few were around. He was wearing his usual working robes, a dress robe in black and silver, with a matching silver cape. He was greeted by the rather repulsive young woman sitting by the information desk. She had her hair up in a sloppy ponytail and was currently busy painting her claw like fingernails pink.

She leaned forwards when spotting Lucius, grinning widely, showing the smeared out pink lipstick on her upper teeth.

“Greetings, Mr. Malfoy. You are looking stunning today!”

She poked her long pink dyed nails under her lip and fluttered flirtatiously with her smeared eyelashes. He gave her a half disgusted, half terrified smile as return for her flirtation and began walking through the empty hall towards the elevator.

“Mr. Malfoy, so nice to see you! What brings you here this beautiful day?”

Lucius stopped and glanced around the great empty hall. He spotted a quite remarkable looking man, sitting on one of the benches by one of the big golden water fountains. He was wearing a thick layer of expensive looking robes, shifting in the color of silver and serpent green. He had short black hair which were slicked backwards and a tiny goatee. He sat with his legs causally crossed and stared up at Lucius with a pair of dark green eyes. He had his eyes slightly narrowed and a sly smirk wiped over his face.

Lucius flinched when the man suddenly stood up and started to walk towards him. The man stopped in front of him and grabbed his hand between his. He grinned widely and shook Lucius’s hand furiously.

“Good morning Mr. Malfoy. I’ve heard a lot about you, all your exploits and achievements! I admire you greatly, for all your greet deeds.”

Lucius sneered skeptically at him, trying to remember any of the greet deeds and exploit’s the man was talking about. The man had a slight accent, Irish perhaps? The man must have spotted his questioning expression, because he seemed even more nervous when he spoke again.

“Oh, ah yes. My name is Elias Silver, a pureblood just like you. I have been transferred here from my previous workplace. I don‘t really like it, but my heart seem to have already accepted it here. And you know what they say ‘your body knows what’s good for you! So Mr-”

A loud ping sound emerged from the elevator doors, signaling that the elevator had arrived. Lucius excused himself and hurried for the elevator. The man waved after him, Lucius gave a quick wave back before heading towards the elevator. ’That was, interesting …’ he thought.

He had just managed to place the end of the cane between the elevator doors, before they shut close. A loud, protesting creaking embarked from the wooden shaft before the doors withdrew. He squished himself through the doors right before they tried to shut close again. The elevator finally managed to close without interruption and started to travel upwards through the ministry floors.

Lucius turned the cane upside down and studied the deep marks the doors had left, on the dark wooden shaft of his trust wordy cane.

“Last week that was my foot. Bloody doors, ey?”

He lifted his gaze and landed them on a short musty looking man, standing in the corner, holding a suspicious looking plant. Lucius was certain the plant blinked at him, he gave the man a wide disliking grin. The man inched closer.

“Is it true about those rumors, about how your house is about to be ransacked?” the man looked up at him curiously. ’Now reaching Department of Magical Law Enforcement’ the monotone voice cried out in the elevator, Lucius blinked a few times.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, I just heard something from the babbling witches, the ones from the Department of International Magical Cooperation. They sure can talk.” the man chuckled and wiped a teardrop from the corner of his eye. Lucius just stared at him with wide open eyes.

“Well, they said that the ministries have arranged search parties. To ransack a vary of households they might suspect being the hold up for illegal dark objects, etcetera.” the musky wizard leaned in closer towards the totally petrified pureblood.

“I heard Arthur Weasley personally asked to ransack your mansion, Mr. Malfoy.” the man carefully looked up at Lucius’s tense face. ‘Now leaving the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.’

A single twitch at the corner of Lucius’s mouth was the only given warning, before he slammed his tensed knuckle into the emergency stop button. The elevator, that had just begun moving, put to an abrupt stop. Lucius pushed passed the half open elevator doors, not paying any attention to the sound of braking porcelain or the ‘bloody hell’ muttering, from behind him.

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‘How dare he!? That fitly blood traitor! If he is so interested in my mansion, why not coming for a visit!? I could introduce him to our lovely dungeon and could treat him with a fire wand up his arse!’

He growled at a passing woman, she squeaked and ran frighten past him through the corridor. Lucius slowed down as he approached Arthur Weasley’s office. He picked up the cane into his hand and slowly approached the old wooden door, it was open. He leaned his back against the stone wall, next to the opening. ‘Okay, I’m just going to get in there, confront him, hex him to the ground, then leave!’ he muttered to himself. He took a deep breath, bracing himself to enter.

Lucius flung in a gracefully half circle through the door frame, stopping inside. He spotted Arthur, leaning over his desk facing away from him. Lucius frowned and opened his mouth to speak-

“What is a sexy thing like you, doing all the way over here?”

Lucius froze all movement, staring wide eyed, wide mouthed at the away facing Arthur. ‘No … he didn’t just say that.’ he thought to himself. He took a deep breath, preparing to say something again-

“You’ve been a naughty boy, but I been even naughtier …”

He stopped with his mouth wide open. It was mere a whisper, but Lucius clearly heard every word. He could feel a heavy blush find its way over his face and something else, which was far more alarming. He shifted from one foot to another, trying to hide his newfound issue.

“I bet you want to use that cane of yours.”

Lucius stared as hexed at the other man’s back. Suddenly forgetting why he was there and what he was supposed to do.

“I bet that hard wood would feel amazing against my skin …”

Lucius’s eyes widen and his mouth went dry. He pressed his hand harder against the snake shaped head of the cane then swallowed hard, the blush exploring further over his face.

“… inside of me-”

Lucius placed his fist by his mouth and let out a loud cough. Arthur spanned around, his mouth dropped to his knees. He looked completely devastated.

“I .. uh … you … em …” he managed to let out. He bit his under lip, a blush expanding over his ears, cutting against his remaining red hair. Lucius managed to put on his usual scowl, even if the heavy redness covering his face and the hard pressure against his trousers, said otherwise.

“I must have entered the wrong corridor.” Lucius said, trying to sound more stable then he really was. “I’ll be on my way now!” he turned with a swift movement towards the door, preparing to leave.

“Mr. Malfoy, wait!”

Lucius slowly turned back towards Arthur, his breathing deeper and his heartbeat more rapid.

“Yes, Mr. Weasley?” he said, his voice cracking a bit in the middle. Arthur tapped his fingertips nervously together and seemed to have spotted something very interesting on the floor.

“Ehum, th-this is not what it looks like. My wife, on Saturday, she likes-”

“I understand Mr. Weasley. No need to explain.” Lucius interrupted him. ‘Lunch break now over, please return to your working duties!’ the voice cried out in the hallway.

They shared an uncomfortable moment of silence.

“I’ll have to-”

“Yes I have things to-”

Lucius hurried out of the office without looking back. He managed to escape through the crowd of workers returning to their jobs, without having his little issue being noticed. He managed to reach the elevator and hurried inside. He leaned against the elevators golden bars, closed his eyes and let out a breath he did not realize he was holding.

“Oh my, Mr. Malfoy!”

Lucius cleansed his eyes harder. ‘Stay calm Lucius, act normal. Nothing’s wrong here.’ he thought to himself. He opened his eyes and managed to put on a polite smile, before turning towards Elias.

The man looked like a little child that been left alone in a candy shop, with a ‘take as much as you want’ policy. He smiled brightly towards Lucius and inched closer. He began speaking, but Lucius was not listening.

“… you should see them, they are …”

He just smiled and nodded, and occasionally let out a ‘Mmm’ whenever the man asked for a verification statement.

“… and the tributes, ahha! No not …”

The doors suddenly opened and a large amount of people and PM carrying birds entered the elevator.

“You cannot blame the hu- Oh my!”

The crowd of people started to push them both into the wall. Elias slammed into the golden bars, he let out a gasp when Lucius was driven right into him. He crawled up pathetically in a standing foster position and shut his eyes close. Lucius slammed his body into his; the crowd pushed themselves closer towards one another, trapping them both in the corner like that.

Lucius sighted loudly, obviously annoyed. He tried pushing himself against the surrounding crowd, but they returned the favor and Lucius’s body once again slammed hard against Elias‘s. A tiny gasp emerged from him; Lucius ignored it until he suddenly felt hands clinging at his sleeves. He looked down at Elias.

His lips were tightly squeezed together into two white lines. A slight flush covered his face and his eyes were wide open. His eyes told a story about excitability, fear and- what was that- anticipation? Lucius dashed his eyes downwards. He stared at his flustered, yet eager expression.

Lucius slightly, just slightly pressed his erection against Elias thigh. The man whimpered through clenched teeth and grasped harder around Lucius’s arms. He made a weak try of pulling him backwards. But to no use, even if he had managed to pull Lucius out of balance, the elevator was too crowded to leave any room to escape.

“Mr. M-Malfoy.” he whimpered pitifully.

Lucius grinned wildly at the squirming man under him. He pinned the man tighter against the elevator wall and pressed harder against him, feeling the other man’s body heat fill his own.

“S-stop it!” Elias harshly whispered.

Lucius shifted slightly and carefully pressed his erection against Elias’s crotch.

“N-No!”

Elias loud outburst attracted attention from those around them. But before anyone had time to recall what was currently happening, the elevator door flung opened and everyone hurried out of the elevator. Expect for Elias and Lucius- which still had the other man pinned against the elevator wall.

“P-Please let me go Mr. Malfoy.” the man whimpered from under him.

“Why? Didn’t you say that our bodies know what’s good for us?” he smiled deviously at Elias. Then gave another thrust, drawing another loud gasp from the man. He leaned in closer and placed his lips at the base of his ear.

“And I think that my body really likes this …”

At these words, Elias shoved his whole body at Lucius, this time flinging him backwards. Lucius fell to the ground with a loud bump and Elias ran hurriedly past him and out of the elevator.

Lucius waited for a long time before getting up from the floor and exiting the ministry. Not daring to meet any ones gaze and even completely ignoring the information desk lady’s concerned comment about his appearance.


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That night Lucius was alone in his bed. Narcissa, his wife, was gone on a late errand that night and would not return until early in the morning.

Draco, his son, was home though. He had even grabbed his face and pushed him away when he tried to hug him in the doorway earlier. Not because he did not want not hug his son. No, because he did not think rubbing a pulsing erection against your teenage son would be such a good idea.

He lay there; fully awake, staring at the dark ceiling of the dark marble bed. With a rather large, annoying, pulsing erection. He tried picturing Dolores Umbridge with Alastair Madeye Moody and Cornelius Fudge, in a heated threesome. But not even that would put his hard member to a defeat.

Lucius sighed and turned on his belly, trying to go to sleep anyway. But the scenario kept playing over and over inside his head. He remember how turned on he had become with Arthur’s shameful suggestion. He sniggered slightly, ‘So the Weasley is into role play, ey?’

But what hunted him most, was the incidence in the elevator. He had brutally taken advantage of a weaker man. His first day at work, maybe even the first day in this town, and he becomes sexually harassed by his idol. And maybe if it had continued, -‘No! No, no, no! I am not a monster. That was just a onetime incidence, nothing more.’

He laid there, fully awake for a while. ’I’m a gentle lover. My wife likes it gentle, I don’t desire such acts.’ he tried to tell himself. Then he suddenly remembered why he had gone to Arthur’s office in the first place. He cursed to himself.

‘Okay, The first thing I have to do in the morning, is to get rid of all the more ‘remarkable’ items from the mansion. To avoid, making a scene.’ he thought to himself

He laid there peacefully for a while. With the scenarios still playing themselves, like a recording, inside of his head. He bit the pillow and tried to ignore the fact that both of them, made him highly aroused.

End of Chapter One

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Authors Note: I just thought, we have had so much Harry/Draco fun, haven’t we? So I thought, they hate each other just as much Arthur/Lucius. So why not some daddy playtime as well? (Oh yeah, I snuck a random guy in there to.)