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Codename: Creampuff	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 16839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:� Holy Merlin�s
Pink Hair bows, it�s an update!

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Hermione woke slowly and smiled to see her lover already
awake and studying her as intently as if she were an interesting museum exhibit
that he was about to bribe the curator into letting him purchase.� His eyes were currently resting somewhere
around the area of her thighs, but traveled back up to her face when she
laughed. �Good morning,� Lucius smiled down at her, his hand sliding down her
back and over the swell of her buttocks to give her a gentle swat.� �How did you sleep?�

Hermione stretched, rolling over onto her back as she did so
to offer him an interesting view.� �Very
well, I thank you for asking,� she teased.�
�And you?�

�I certainly can�t complain
about having such a lovely bedmate,�
he grinned, reaching to gather her into his arms � she went gladly and snuggled
against his chest, luxuriating in the feel of his strong arms about her as well
as the tenderness of his touch as he stroked her hair lovingly.

She sighed in contentment, inhaling the warm, slightly spicy
scent of his skin.� �Can we stay in bed
all week?� she asked.

�We certainly could � but I, for one, would get dreadfully
hungry� shall we go down now?� Lucius pulled her to the edge of the bed
playfully and strode nude to the wardrobe at one side of the room to select a
long robe for himself as well as a shorter one for her.� He tossed it at her and Hermione caught it,
looking at it with narrowed eyes and reluctantly beginning to pull it on.�

�But I don�t want...�
her stomach rumbled loudly, making Lucius raise an eyebrow at her.� ��food, but my stomach says that it does so I
suppose that we�d better eat,� she finished only to beg �Oh, no� don�t put that on,� as he pulled on
a pair of loose fitting black pyjama bottoms.

�You�ll have to get that lovely tail of yours out of bed to
make me take them off again,� he retorted, pulling his robe about his broad
shoulders as he opened the bedroom door.

�I�m coming, I�m coming, wait for me�!�� Hermione looped the trailing belt of her robe
into a hasty bow and scrambled to join him.�
Lucius lifted his arm in silent invitation and she scooted underneath it
quickly as they began the walk down the stairs.�
�What�s over there?� she asked
several times curiously, pointing.

Lucius smiled and described the function for each room they
passed, but fell silent when they walked past a huge spiraling staircase and
guided her to another section of the manor.�
�I think we�ll eat in this room��
Puzzled, Hermione gave one last look over her shoulder to the mysterious
staircase and followed � there was something up there that he plainly didn�t
want to talk about.� She wondered what it
was, for he�d never kept secrets from her the entire time they�d gotten to know
each other and fallen in love.� Well, this is his house, Hermione � obviously there are just some things he wants to
keep private.� What could they be?
What could be so secret that he suddenly shut down just by glancing at it?� Stupid
girl, are you so in love with the man that you�ve forgotten that he�s a Death
Eater?� They don�t exactly have
tea-parties and masquerades when a group of them gets together!� She knew that he loved her and wouldn�t do
anything to harm her, but the look on his face when he glanced at the stairs
worried her a little�perhaps she�d sneak a peek when his attention was
elsewhere.� �Don�t go up there, please,�
Lucius said suddenly, making her jump.�

Well, since he�d broached the subject first� �What�s up there?� she asked.

�Nothing that concerns you.��
She was taken aback by the coldness in his tone and the look in his eyes
as he stared down at her.� �I don�t want
you sneaking around again � anywhere else you�d like to see, I will show
you.� That set of stairs, however, is
off-limits to you.�� His arm fell away
from her shoulders as they reached their destination, and Hermione rubbed her
hands up and down her arms to dispel the chill she felt at his abrupt change of
mood.� They entered a large room that
reminded her of the huge greenhouses at Hogwarts; the glass sides of it curved
upwards, connected by a large beam of stone that spanned the entire length of
the hall.� She tried to forget her unease
by studying the tall trees and carefully landscaped grounds outside the glass
walls, and she tried not to feel the lack of his touch as he motioned her over
to the long table that was set with all manner of food and drink.

As they both sat down, Hermione slid her eyes over to
Lucius, who seemed about as hungry as she was now�he took one swallow from a
goblet near him and set it back down again, leaning back in his chair.� What
could be so horrid that he wouldn�t even want to- �Narcissa�s rooms are up
there, aren�t they?� she asked before she could help herself.�

Lucius looked away through the wall.� �Mmm.�

�And that�s why you didn�t want me anywhere near them�isn�t
it?�

He studied the tablecloth and coughed into his fist. �Um.�

�But I thought you�re divorced, so why-�

Lucius picked up his goblet again and tossed back the
contents.� �Arglblhala,� was the sound
she heard before he swallowed and set the cup back down again.� �I don�t want to talk about it,� he finished.

She was beginning to think that it was actually possible to
perish from curiosity. �But��

�Hermione.�

�Fine,� she huffed, stabbing her fork into a nearby sausage
vindictively.� Lucius raised his eyebrow
at this, so she bit into it savagely and chewed with what she hoped was an
intimidating expression on her face.�
Both eyebrows went up.� Spying
another one, she grasped her knife and sawed into it as she stared at him meaningfully;
the corner of Lucius� mouth began to twitch.�

When she assailed the bowl of apricots in the same vicious
manner, he gave up his battle with solemnity and leaned back in his chair to
laugh at her dramatics.� �I�ll never be
able to predict what you�ll do,� he sighed after regaining his composure,
regarding her with amusement.

Hermione gravely finished her breakfast, no longer upset at
him; love or not, they both had a lot to learn about each other, regardless of
how much time they had spent together already.�
She found herself relishing the challenge, and watched him from the
corner of her eye as he ate slowly � he would no doubt tell her about Narcissa
when he felt ready to do so�but she wished he trusted her enough to tell her now because she wanted to know.�
What if his insinuation that he�d never loved anyone before wasn�t what
she thought it was? What if he had actually
been wildly in love with his ex-wife and was still not over her? What if�? This
train of thought was derailed by a loud snort, and she looked up to see Lucius
staring at her incredulously.� �What?�

�I swallowed the wrong way�are you finished? We could take a
walk on the grounds, if you�d like.�� He
slid a hand to her across the table and she accepted it slowly.� Was he a Legilimens? She�d have to ask Snape
the next time she saw him� once they were outside, he slipped his arm around
her shoulders once more and conducted a tour of the manor.� It was amusing to be walking around the
elegantly landscaped grounds while still in a dressing gown and bare feet, but
Lucius assured her that no prying eyes would see her.� The estate was breathtakingly beautiful; he
showed her to a secluded lake that she was instantly entranced by, and he
obligingly took off his robe and spread it on the grass for her to sit upon.

�It�s so beautiful here,� she sighed, leaning against him
and feeling his arms come around her.�
They sat in companionable silence for several minutes before he began to
speak, slowly running his fingers through the ends of her hair.

�In a voice that was
as calm and level as if he were discussing the weather or even the latest
Quidditch scores, he told her of the arranged marriage and the extreme distaste
of both parties involved.� �Believe me
when I tell you that I detested each moment of it � I discharged my obligation
immediately and left her to her own devices�and for some reason, that�s made
her hate me all the more.� Not that I
necessarily care, of course, but she
knew the rules of that contract as well as I did.�

Hermione shifted slightly so she could see his face more
clearly.� �Is that why you never seemed
to care much for Draco?� You were
certainly over at Hogwarts enough times trying to get everyone sacked because
of him,� she quipped.

He smiled, tightening his arms around her slightly.� �I could hardly have anything happen to my
only son and heir, now could I?� There
were many things I would have rather done than returning to that viper�s bed a
second time.�

She slipped from his arms and knelt facing him, reaching out
to place her palms on either side of his face. �Oh, Lucius�I�m sorry that you
had to go through that with Narcissa.�

�If you�re truly
sorry, you won�t mention that harridan�s name around me ever again if you�d
like me to have a sustained erection,� he said dryly.

�My sincerest apologies, milord.�� Hermione bowed her head mock-repentantly.� He seemed to be taking this easier than she
would have ever thought possible, given the nature of his disclosures to her.

�Now, that has a certain ring to it that I like,� he teased,
falling onto his back and pulling her with him.

She struggled ineffectually as he untied the sash at her
wait and pushed a hand inside her robe.�
�Oh, help! My father will surely be along the path at any moment, for he
knows what can befall an innocent maid whilst conversing with the lord of the
manor,� she giggled.� �Take off those
unsightly pyjamas, sirrah � they impede the lust of mine eyes for thy flesh!�

�The lust for�?� Lucius shrugged and cooperated, assuming
the expression of a sex-crazed fiend.�
�You shall not escape my salacious designs upon you this time, peasant seductress! Your father � oh, this is
ridiculous,� he sighed, stripping off the offending pyjama bottoms.

�No, keep going �
I was just getting into it!� she protested.�

�If you say so,� he said dubiously.� �The first sign of a laugh, and I�ll heave
you into the lake.� Now where was I�?�

�My father,� she prompted.

�Oh, yes.� Your
father�your father�. Your father will never find you, for my � do I get to have
magic? � spells have shielded us from view so that I may give you the rogering
of a lifetime!�

�That�s quite a claim,� Hermione gasped, desperately trying
not to laugh.

�Just wait �til I get going,� he promised.

They surveyed each other seriously for a few seconds more
until they both collapsed into laughter, Lucius shaking with mirth atop her as
she hooted into his neck.� He recovered
enough to pull away the rest of her robe, and the heat in his eyes made all
remaining thoughts of amusement be instantly replaced by desire.� Long fingers found her wet core and rubbed
expertly until she arched off the ground moaning his name; Lucius licked and
bit the skin of her neck down to her nipples, and he suckled them while rubbing
the head of his cock teasingly against her slit.� Rolling Hermione onto her side gently and
lifting her leg, he guided himself inside her and flexed his flanks slowly.� Gasps and moans blended with the gentle
lapping of the water at the lake�s shoreline as they made love and when their
mutual climax was achieved, they lay still joined together.� �I love you,� Lucius murmured, shifting
slightly so that he remained still sheathed within her.

�Oh, Lucius.� Do we really have to go back?�

�Unfortunately, yes � that hourglass won�t stay full
forever.�� He slipped from her body and
adjusted their robes quickly to avoid staining the fabric before coaxing her
into the lake with him.

�The rest of the time
allotted to them was spent in conversation, bed play, and laughter; when their
week came to an end, their bond had grown and strengthened to such an extent
that neither could quite imagine how they had gotten along without the
other.� Hermione felt a sense of
overwhelming satisfaction as she looked at the man she loved; they were true partners now, whether Dumbledore
had intended them to be or not.� It was
with regret that Hermione noticed the last grains slipping through the
hourglass, and they summoned the clothes they had been wearing to them as their
time finally ran out.� �So now we�re
supposed to go back to Grimmauld Place and
pretend we�ve only been gone for five hours?� Hermione asked plaintively.� She hated to sound like such a whiner, but
after the wonderful week she�d had with Lucius, she didn�t want to return to a
world where their actions would be dictated to them as if they had no brains of
their own � and there was hardly any privacy to be had, what with all the
Weasleys�well, they�d find a way to be by themselves.� Somehow.

Lucius hauled her into his arms and kissed her as he changed
to his female form. Hermione didn�t even have time to protest as he Apparated
directly into the drawing room of Order headquarters; aside from the obvious
question of how he was able to Apparate inside the house, what good would
scolding him do anyway?� She returned the
kiss passionately and when they finally drew apart, she received the shock of
her life � her mischievous Slytherin had brought them smack dab in the middle
of a meeting.� Poor Dumbledore and
McGonagall looked as if they might have strokes at any moment, Mad-Eye Moody�s
eyeball had fallen completely out of his head, the contents of Snape�s teacup
were pouring in a steady trickle into his lap, and all the younger wizards�
eyes were as big as Molly Weasley�s dinner plates.� �We�re back,� Lucius sang.� �We�ll just be upstairs in our room
doing�witch things; don�t bother knocking.�

He grasped Hermione�s hand and pulled her along behind him
up the stairs, only stopping to reach out his index finger and close Snape�s
open mouth.� �Good night everyone,�
Hermione said brightly.� �See you in the
morning!�� They barely got the door
closed behind them before Lucius began to guffaw at their fellow Order members�
discomfiture.� �I can�t believe you,� she
hissed at him.� However, it is
historically very hard to stay angry at someone who is literally rolling on the
floor with laughter, and her disapproving frown melted into a smile.� �You�re horrible, Luce.�

�I � I � oh,� he
panted, wiping his eyes.� �Did you see their faces...? Moody�s eye!� he promptly collapsed in another
wail of laughter.

Hermione gave solemnity one last shot before she gave in to
the urge to laugh as well; this was going to be more fun than she�d ever
thought possible.

tbc�

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