The necklace | By : cbhwilson Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 16258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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He watched her mingling with Ministry officials. He knew she wouldn’t stay long. She never did. She looked even better than he remembered. He had looked for her at the fifteenth reunion. It was now twenty years ago since the end of the war and he had spent the last five years manipulating things so she was at this place and time.
He had first noticed a sexual attraction when she returned to London ten years ago to divorce Ronald. She had been at the tenth year reunion for a few moments having finally tracked Ronald down.
After trying to get him to sign divorce and custody papers for three months she had known he would be there. He couldn’t resist a public appearance, nor handle a public dressing down by one of the golden trio. He was all about image.
This fact, overheard by Lucius Malfoy, had stirred up something in the pit of his stomach he hadn’t felt for years. He recognised it instantly. Surprise. The only way for the wizarding divorce to have come through so quickly was non-consummation of the marriage. He began to investigate.
So conceived out of wedlock, no surprises there but then they never lived together. And hadn’t been intimate since their wedding. He knew there was a minimal two year time frame before an annulment. It’s what Narcissa had used after the final war.
Hermione’s war injuries had been aggravated by her pregnancy and Ronald was seen everywhere but where Hermione was. She had done it on her own while her husband was playing the famous war hero, bedding every young witch he could. She had moved to Australia to take up a position as Teachers Aid, and soon was made a Professor. Three years ago she had been promoted to the Head of the Australian Patterson house.
Last year though her twins had been called to HogWarts from Australia. He as Headmaster of HogWarts had greeted her. He had organised an exchange and tournament. North versus south. Australian would send a team to play quidditch, participate in duels, flying competitions and other minor challenges.
He wasn’t surprised to find she was the deputy head, so she had spent some time with him creating an agenda to present to her headmaster. Then the little witch surprised him again. In the last ten years she had her good friend Harry Potter, and his wife Ginny, teach her the finer points of both Quidditch and flying. Now she was the school Quidditch coach.
Through conversations with her he learnt she did, indeed, appreciate bloodlines. She just didn’t think that it made someone a good, or bad, person. When they were civil to each other he felt a deep connection, and as a consequence, he found himself at ease brokering the arrangement.
Professor Granger was accredited with having the best Defence Against Dark Arts Program in the wizarding world. He smiled. That was like icing on the cake. The brightest witch, the great Dark Arts teacher and decorated war hero would be helpless his bed tonight. He couldn’t see himself becoming bored anytime soon so he had every intention of turning it into many more. He had a long list of fantasies and once she surrendered he would start on hers.
He watched her with her friends and smiled. Although they had helped out early on quite a bit, for the last 9 years she and her children had managed on their own. He loved the pure determination of the woman. The wizards of London all still called her Weasley but her students in Australia used Granger or the Professor. They always had.
He had thought it strange that any self-respecting wizard would allow their wife to disown the family name, until he reminded himself it was Ronald Weasley. The Weasleys were common in every sense of the word.
Ronald Weasley made him even more disagreeable with her life choices. Professionally she thrived but she had no personal life. Her children now attended HogWarts and with her penchant for hunting various nasties during the school term he knew she wouldn’t be missed for months. As a matter of fact he had devised a plan so devious that if it worked he could go on possessing her for years.
He took a deep breath as he felt his manhood shift. Tonight he would claim her. The children wouldn’t be home for two months and within that time he would using every technique he had learned. He couldn’t wait to get into that beautiful body and mind. That had been her downfall. Her intelligence. Physically he was attracted to many, but he had rarely met anyone who challenged him on that level. Yet here she was.
She was now in the last half of her thirties and every much the woman, but he had desired her for nearly twenty years. She had been too young then but not now. She was just right. He saw her say her goodbyes and was pleasantly surprised when she sought him out.
“Headmaster” He smiled and she returned the favour. “I’m sorry, Lucius. It’s hard to get used to using first…” He held up a hand. “I feel the same Hermione” In truth he didn’t, but he didn’t want to scare her. And telling her he had cried out her name every night for the last ten years might do that.
“Allow me to escort you” He held out his arm and she took it. As he walked outside he sighed. “I have something to give you before we part.” He held out a small box. He saw her hesitate and smiled “ I do not wish to appear too forward, and I can assure you it has no…” Hermione couldn’t believe it. His discomfort was real, so she instinctively kissed him on the cheek.
“Thank you Lucius. Forgive my lack of manners” Lucius nodded understandably. “Constance vigilance” Hermione blushed. That was something else unique to her. Being able to genuinely blush at her age was rare. She opened the box and gasped. Inside was a delicate locket. “Do you mind if I take it out and look at it properly at home?”
“Not at all” The sapphire gleamed. She smiled and spoke “It’s exquisite” He nodded “I’m glad you like it” He kissed her on the cheek. His breath on her skin caused a shudder but Hermione covered it fairly well. She went to the port key.
“Until we meet again, Miss Granger” Lucius disappeared and Hermione felt some relief as she herself port-keyed to her home by the river. She sat on the veranda. It was getting light in Australia and classes would be starting soon. She finished her coffee, bathed and went to breakfast.
That afternoon her second wind wound down and she retired to her quarters straight after an early dinner. She lounged on her bed and opened Lucius’ present. She opened the locket to reveal a picture of Rose on one side, and Hugo on the other. It showed them in class. She smiled. Only Lucius would think of something like that. She couldn’t wear it in battle but she could tonight.
She closed it and admired the design. She chuckled a lion and a snake. Hermione shook her head. Lucius was no schoolboy, but the image it conjured made Hermione shift uncomfortably and she sat up resting on her knees. She smiled as she put it around her neck.
As the clasp clicked shut she felt the bind. She instinctively made it to the edge of the bed, only to be repelled. She tried to stand but felt what was a ceiling. She took a steadying breath as the floo network activated. She felt some relief. Only trusted school officials could use it.
Her relief was short lived as she saw him. A lump formed in her throat. “Lucius” He smirked. “Hermione” He casually stripped of his attire and looked at her. She was sitting on her calves and wore a silver negligee. It probably reached below her knees however presently it had ridden up to her thighs.
“You are a sight to behold.” And she was. Her hair and skin were sunkissed. He watched her place her hand on to the locket. Realisation hitting her as he joined her on the bed. Her golden eyes met grey ones. He stroked her shoulder ever so slightly and her nipples hardened.
He saw the reaction in her eyes. His smirk became a smug smile as he raked his eyes down her body. He cupped her breast and run his thumb gently over her erect nipple. “Beautiful, no magic Miss Granger means no wards” He watched her eyes close and he pinched her nipple hard, causing her to jump and cry out. “You will not close your eyes unless it’s in ecstasy, understand” Hermione nodded.
“Now sit” Hermione quivered. When she jumped Lucius had taken the opportunity to place his hand between her thighs. She slowly sat. “Why?” He pushed her shoulder down and she felt one, than two, fingers enter her. He grabbed the back of her neck, grasping a handful of hair on the way and pushed her mouth to his.
Lips hovered on hers. “Because we both need it” He began sliding his fingers slowly in and out spreading her womanhood. She was tight. Hermione groaned and he kissed her deeply. He had no hesitation in claiming what had once been his son’s. He read her thoughts “Draco has always stayed the child” He pushed her onto the pillows and placed himself between her thighs.
He kissed her inner thigh as he raised her nightdress. “And you’ve needed a man for so long now” Hermione shuddered. He growled as he looked at her. She kept herself clean and the only hair was a strip down the centre of the pubic mound. He now had three fingers in her and was exploring. He was touching no other area. Hermione had never had this. He was in total control.
The thought aroused her and to she groaned as she felt her juices flow “So do you want me in control?” She nodded “ Well never say I don’t oblige” He got up and left the bed. “Don’t move” he knew her level of modesty and to be exposed to him like she was, shamed her. “By the end of this evening, you will proudly show yourself to me”
His eyes devoured her as he returned with leather straps and a blindfold. “Not the blindfold” Lucius looked at her with smile and she cringed. “Very well, but when I tell you to I want you to ride me, like you did my son that evening by the lake.” She blushed with shame.
“I didn’t know you saw” He nodded “One of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen. Do not lower your gaze, or I will use whatever I please” He kissed her gently on the mouth and grabbed one wrist. He tied her up expertly “ No resistance” she nodded
She watched him as he admired his handiwork. He massaged his manhood and noted her eyes with satisfaction. Her desire was entwined with a little fear “I am a little bigger than my son, or so I’m told.” He rubbed her opening with his hood, the pre-come adding lubrication, and to her surprise he entered her with one swift thrust. She cried out and he claimed her lips, capturing her mouth with his.
He slammed back into her and she grabbed hold of her binds trying to gain leverage. She was wet but his size had caused her some pain. She felt his pressure release and whimpered as he leant forward and scooped her knees. “Tell me Hermione how long has it been” She closed her eyes and he slammed quickly into her. Her eyes flew open, “You're my first since the twins”.
He groaned slightly as he began to slowly thrust in and out. “No wonder you’re so tight.” He leant forward and kissed her softly as she gasped. His shift had caused a pang, and he held her face in his hands. All the while regaining the original rhythm of his thrusts. “Or should I say were”. He feathered her face with kisses. “Please Lucius, let me touch you”. He stopped surprised. His eyes searched hers and he nodded.
As he extracted himself he kissed her neck, between her breasts, then quickly grabbed her left nipple with his lips. The sound of him sliding out of her caused her to groan. He untied the leather straps. Hermione sat up and kissed him slowly and deliberately. She manoeuvred him and he instinctively lay on his back.
She explored him with her mouth. Beginning on his left thigh she used the tip of tongue to trace a line from one thigh to the other. She feathered a trail of kisses from his navel to his throat. Her grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and kissed her.
He broke away “Merlin, what a spitfire” the mischievous smile that played on her lips made Lucius groan. Hermione’s eyes deepened and her hand moved from his chest to his nether regions. He shuddered and let her go. Her touch was gentle as she bent to follow her hands.
He felt the warmth of her mouth around his manhood and it instantly firmed. She smiled as she was grabbed by the hair. “ Turn around, on your knees” Hermione nodded obediently. She felt his breath on her womanhood and shivered. He spread her entrance with his two thumbs and she gasped. His tongue’s invasion caused her to give a primal cry. He flicked her folds and she felt even more juices flow. Then two fingers entered her and he found that special spot.
He grabbed her shoulder with his free hand and held her in position. He watched in awe as all her self-control deserted her. His relentless assault with his fingers was causing her so much pleasure she was almost in pain. “Please, don’t stop” He kissed her on the neck, then silkily breathed into her ear “Whatever you say my dear”
He used his tongue to trail down her spine and Hermione began shuddering. He placed his knees on either side of her holding her legs closed. She squirmed and suddenly went still. Lucius smiled as she howled. Her orgasm was mind-blowing for both her and Lucius. She was shaking and he flipped her around. She took a breath as he showed her his fingers.
They were dripping. She looked sheepish. “I’m sorry…” He growled and possessed her lips. This time Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist guiding him into her. He gasped as she began slowly clenching and unclenching her muscles around him. “Oh Lucius…” She whispered. She snaked her arms around him. One of them found the nape of his neck.
As she kissed him, she asked gently “can I please be on top?” As an answer he turned over keeping them entwined. Lucius groaned as Hermione’s own weight pushed him further inside.. She began by lifting herself slightly and gyrating slowly. Then she looked at him “Lucius, how much of this is me?” He touched her cheek and motioned for her to sit forward, as she did, he removed the necklace.
Hermione kissed him hungrily and began to slide up and down. Hermione felt him hitting all the right places. She loved this angle. Closing her eyes she allowed her body to guide her. Soon enough she pick up the pace and Lucius grabbed her shoulders pushing him self into her. All of his control gone. He bit her shoulder and she only got wilder. Her muscles tensed and he cried out. “Don’t Stop”
She didn’t. Instead Hermione knocked his hands off her shoulders and sat up . She arched backwards and began dragging her dripping pussy slowly up and down his shaft. When she had him shuddering on the verge of orgasm, he sat up, and wrapped his arms around her back, and snaked them up over her shoulders. He pulled her to him and after half a dozen quick hard thrusts the both cried in release.
He dragged Hermione’s head to his chest. Still inside her he was the first to speak. “You feel so right” Hermione smiled “So do you” She sighed and he chuckled “I thought you had outsmarted me…” Hermione smiled “I’m glad I didn’t” The stayed quiet for five or so minutes and Hermione sleepily offered Lucius a drink. He led her off the bed.
He noticed with a satisfied smirk that she was walking a little gingerly. They sat on the leather lounge and she had some muggle concoction while he had some fire whiskey. He smiled. It tasted familiar. “You have good tastes Miss Granger” She looked up at him. “In some things.” She sat up on her knees and kissed him on the cheek. “This doesn’t have to be anything more than…”
Her crushed her lips and as he broke off the contact he nipped her lower lip. She gave a gasp and searched his eyes. “I will be wanting you more than this”. Hermione smiled as he fell asleep. She muttered an incantation and Lucius awoke in his study and grimaced. He had been dreaming of her again. He sat up and frowned. The necklace must have failed.
Hermione sat on her balcony, a contented smile across her face. As she raised her glass, she said to no one in particular “Happy Tenth Anniversary Luscious oops I mean Lucius” She took a swig and went to soak in the bath. Next time she had to be careful. That necklace had been a new addition. She smiled, that why she loved it. Every time with him was different.
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