Rules and Regulations | By : tsorg Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 26026 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Bloody hell, he’d lost sight of the emerald green robes. Lucius began to take special care to look into the nooks and crannies of the hallways, not putting it past her to hide off to the side and change directions on him. It was time to take this insecurity of hers in hand and he knew the best way to rein her in. He stepped to the side as he entered the great hall to assess both students and teachers. He had to hand it to her, she done a remarkable job of disappearing into the crowd. Not surprising really considering the success she, Potter and the Weasley boy had in evading capture during the war. But no matter, there’d been a reason why he led the more difficult death eater raids, he was an exceptional tracker, he always found those that didn’t care to be found. He waved his wand in an intricate pattern until he found markings indicating where the saucy little minx had gone. He smirked to himself then followed at a more leisurely pace. She wouldn’t get very far.
Hermione finally reached the great doors of the castle and broke into a run once outside the castle walls. While frantically strategizing how to gain some distance between she and that damned controlling, domineering man she thought of the maze at the opposite end of the grounds, she was fairly certain that once she reached the center to where the goblet of fire had once stood she’d be able to disapparate off the grounds and if she couldn’t disapparate she’d have time to cast a port key for herself. Granted it certainly wasn’t one of her better plans but she didn’t have a whole lot to work with at the moment.
Lucius reached the castle doors, she’d gone outside the castle which was just fine with him because once he got his hands on her he wanted no interruptions. He continued to follow her trail and stopped to peruse the grounds looking for a familiar flash of green. No green appeared to be in sight but what he did see was a student running towards the maze. He gave a small wave of his wand and realized that the student was no student. A very wicked smile crossed his face. Very few people knew the maze had been a donation from the Malfoy estate. Once she entered it she would not be exiting by herself. This couldn’t have gone better if he had planned it.
Hermione entered the maze still at a run. She didn’t feel as if she had created that much of a buffer as yet, she came to a stop and pulled the marauder’s map out of her robe pocket and found the maze displayed on the map. “Fuck me,” she whispered to herself, he was headed towards the maze, towards her! He must have tracked her with a spell. She looked up desperately wondering which pathway to take and opted for the one to the right. She wanted more distance, at the very least not be visible when he entered into the maze. Before entering the pathway she whispered an obliteration charm berating herself for not having done so earlier, she might as well have carried a sign that said, “Here I am!” She also cast a small diversion ward. She turned to face the path into the maze and began to run again as if her very life depended on it. Well maybe not her life but certainly her bottom.
Lucius finally reached the maze and closed the entrance off with a wave of his wand, another wave and the entire maze was silencio’d. He wanted no disruptions. Hermione Granger was going to be one very sorry little miss when she left this maze. He waved his wand again and an anti –gravity mist began to form on the ground. No sense in making this maze too easy for her. Her trail had disappeared right at the entrance of the maze. No matter, he set his wand on his hand and whispered, “Point me.”
She could see fog beginning to form at her feet, damn the man, he had cast that damn anti-gravity mist. She waved her wand and a repello spell spilled forth preventing the mist from surrounding her. She needed to get to the goblet platform and quickly. Her path veered to the left and she began to run, hoping she was going in the right direction until she found herself at a dead end. Swearing up a storm she back tracked until she could take another path that led straight rather than right or left. “It would help if I could leave markers but he would surely find them then me,” she grumbled to herself. As she moved up the pathway she could swear she could make out light down at the end. If she found herself back at the entrance again she’d make her way to the castle to her rooms then she would bolt her door. She was pretty sure she could hide herself away from him for the weekend. She ran towards the light.
Lucius stepped back from the goblet platform after lighting a small fire in the center and waited. He didn’t think he’d have too long to wait and sure enough there she was like a month drawn to a flame looking quite adorable in her Hogwarts school uniform.
“Miss Granger, how nice of you to join me.” His voice low with a steely undertone.
“How the fuck did you get here?” She whispered her eyes wide with disbelief.
“Tut, tut, mind your tongue, little girl.”
She held her wand out in front of her taking several steps back.
“You won’t be able to go back, I’m afraid.” He smirked looking thoroughly pleased with himself. Hermione looked behind her and saw nothing but a wall of leaves.
“What did you do?” She was appalled at how easily he had trapped her.
“I donated this maze for the Triwizard Tournament. Horticulture is a hobby of mine.” He smiled. “Now where were we before you ran off so abruptly, oh yes, I remember, Hermione, come here.” He crooked his finger at her then pointed to a spot in front of him.
“No.” She waved her wand and cast Expelliarmus. Lucius felt the tug on his wand but had spelled protégo just in time. Hermione dashed to the other side of the platform and tried to disapparate, “Note to self, no disapparation can occur on school grounds, even in the maze, DAMN,’ she thought.
“Hermione, get your lovely little ass over here right now.” He growled as he stepped around the platform.”
“Do you think I’m out of my bloody mind?” She ran in the opposite direction as he moved towards her. She fired then hit him with a trip jinx and he went down. Hermione looked around briefly for any means of escape and found she was well and truly trapped.
“Enough,” he hissed as he stood up. Good Gods he looked lethal not to mention really angry. “I’m quite irritated with you right now, little girl, you don’t want to provoke me further.” He brushed out his robes. “Your behavior aggravates me to no end.”
“My behavior?” Hermione huffed; she was mortified because he was right. She had behaved appallingly. But she couldn’t quite conceive why he would want to be with her of all people. She kept expecting him to show his true colours but so far she liked every colour he’d shown her. She looked over at him, Good Gaia he was so handsome. She felt an acute pain in her chest as if her heart were clenching. His hair cascaded over his shoulders in lush platinum waves. His teaching robes were immaculate and emphasized impossibly broad shoulders. Under his robes he wore a green and silver waistcoat that hugged a trim waist. His black trousers made his legs look impossibly long. She gulped took a deep breath then finally said, “Lucius, I don’t know what you want with me. Why on earth do you want to spend time with me?”
“I thought you were supposed to be the brightest witch of your age?”
“Don’t try to weasel out of answering my question, you big git. I don’t know what the bloody hell we are doing. I have no clue as to why you would want to be with me. We don’t go anywhere; we just have lots of …. We just do lots of stuff.”
Lucius snorted, “Stuff?” Shaking his head he began moving towards her then stopped midstride. He looked somewhat surprised as he came to a realization. “I admit, we don’t go anywhere but I thought it was because we were enjoying what we were doing.” He gave her a long heated look.
Hermione pressed her thighs together trying to assuage the liquid desire brought on by his molten silver gaze. “You don’t want to be seen with me because you are ashamed of me. That’s why we don’t go anywhere,” she growled out.
Lucius’ mouth dropped open then he abruptly shut it. “Are you daft? “ He scowled in irritation and walked towards her. “We definitely need to address this insecurity of yours.”
“We bloody well don’t.” Hermione backed away. She turned to move in the opposite direction when she felt a sudden pull on her arm. “I’ve got you,” he whispered into her ear. He took a firm grip on her arm and pulled her towards him as he sat down on the platform positioning her so she stood in between his legs. He reached out and unclasped her robes then pulled them off her and laid them by his side. He ran his hands down her school uniform and clasped her hips in his hands.
“I’m a rather traditional wizard, Hermione.” His face was so serious. Hermione gulped, she knew he was going to call everything off. Why wouldn’t he after everything she had done today.
“I believe in a traditional kind of marriage.”
Hermione’s heart leapt and she looked up in surprise, “Marriage?”
He smiled at the look on her face. “I believe in traditional roles, a certain delegation of authority in the household.”
“What like a chain of command?” She asked.
“Exactly, like a chain of command. You know by now that I’m the kind of man who likes to take a bit of control in a relationship.”
Hermione gave a slight smirk, 'more than just a bit,’ she thought.
“You and I have been playing a lot of control games in and out of bed,” he said.
Hermione nodded, those games had left her completely unbalanced but the sex was absolutely amazing.
“I want more than games, Hermione. I want our relationship to be serious. But you should know exactly what you are getting into with me.”
“I still don’t understand why me, Lucius. I mean look at you then look at me. Not to mention the fact that I’m muggleborn and your political stances are polar opposites of mine.” Hermione muttered.
Lucius sighed then gave her a little shake. “That damned self image of yours. Hermione, who should be worried about appearances between the two of us? I’m the one who spent 20 months in Azkaban, a divorced wizard after 20 years of marriage, an ex death eater. I’m asking you to be with a man who is a convicted felon with an obviously tattered past, and frankly, I don’t bloody well care what your birth is. The one thing I did come to realize during the war and after is that life is too damned short. I want to spend my time with the people I love.”
Hermione’s eyes widened, “Love?”
“However, we do need to address a few things.”
Hermione ran her fingers along the neck of his waistcoat, “We really don’t.”
“We really do.” He grasped her fingers and firmly held them in his hand.
“Lucius, I know what you intend to do and it will hurt.”
“You should know by now, I will never harm you.”
“But you have, I couldn’t sit for a week after you used that belt.”
“Ahhh, I do apologize for that, pet. I should never have spanked you in anger.”
“Then you agree, no more spanking.”
“That’s not what I said. I don’t apologize for taking the belt to you. I do apologize for striking you in anger. You have this amazing ability to try my patience. “
He stretched out his legs on either side of her and gazed at her. She was lovely and the glimmer of defiance in those beautiful brown eyes made her more so. He felt her body quiver slightly as he stared at her. He quite liked the school garb, she looked like a naughty little school girl. He smiled a little wickedly. Hermione squirmed not liking that smile or the glint in his eye not one bit.
"Lucius, I don’t see why…”
He interrupted her, "I am tolerant about many things but the lack of trust you have in me cuts me deeply. Your actions today clearly illustrate that.”
The slightly guilty expression on her face told him his words hit the mark. She bit her bottom lip then said, “It isn’t like I’ve broken any major laws or anything.”
“You polyjuiced yourself into Aurora Sinistra. You left out evidence of what you’d done. You tried to deceive me.” He said irritation tingeing every word and without further ado he moved so quickly she gasped as he hauled her onto his lap, turning her swiftly so she was face down across his thighs. She squirmed furiously as he flipped up her school skirt, but he held her down easily. He took a moment to appreciate her panty clad bottom then pulled her knickers down to expose her smooth bottom and lovely legs. Her pink cleft was quite visible with her lovely posterior up in the air and he felt himself harden painfully.
Lifting his arm, he said calmly, "I’m going to spank you hard on your bare bottom. It’s going to hurt and I don’t intend to stop until your bottom is red and throbbing.”
Hermione squirmed across his legs both unbearably excited and nervous by his words.
His hand came down with a resounding thwack. His big hand covered both her cheeks and Hermione jumped at the impact. The swat left an intense sting that seemed to reverberate through her entire body. Lucius repeated the action again and again even when she began to cry out as he spanked her. Lucius was enjoying himself immensely, no doubt about it. The sight of her half-naked body wiggling across his lap was having a predictable effect on his libido. She could feel his growing erection and she ground herself against him with each repeated blow. Heat and moisture expanded within her, Hermione bit her lip trying to prevent a groan. Lucius seemed to sense she was near the edge and stopped smacking and began rub her bottom. His fingers roamed down into the cleft of her cheeks and down further to where she ached for relief.
“You naughty little girl, you are dripping wet.” He lightly scolded as he ran his fingers over her clit. In answer Hermione raised her bottom up higher pressing herself into those clever fingers.
“Oh, Lucius, please…” Hermione begged, she wanted release.
“I’m not sure naughty girls, deserve to come.” His voice low and silky, he stopped the movement of his fingers briefly.
“Lucius…” She cried out, she reached back for his hand and he grabbed her wrist, holding it to the small of her back. He lightly caressed and explored her heated wet sex.
Goddess, this was torture, she couldn’t move and his fingers were driving her mad. “Please, please, please,” she groaned.
“I want you to come, pet.” He whispered as he began drawing circles over her clit then he cupped her with his palm and pushed two fingers inside her aching quim. He used his index finger steadily increasing the pressure on her throbbing clit. Hermione whimpered and thrust her bottom into his hand and within seconds felt her pleasure peak then release in a violent surge that rushed through her body. She bucked against his fingers riding wave after wave of bliss. As she relaxed over his lap, Hermione came to the conclusion that Lucius Malfoy might just be the most autocratic, domineering, wildly attractive man on the face of the green earth. The damned git.
Lucius slid his fingers out of her wetness and Hermione heard his zipper open. She turned over then sat up on his lap and smiled when she saw his thick cock standing at full attention. She slowly slid to the ground and kneeled down in front of him. She looked up at him as she put her mouth around his cock then licked and sucked until he found satisfaction as well.
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A/N: I hope to be wrapping up this story shortly but what happens more often than not is you guys write these awesome reviews and I end up taking the story a bit further. Thank you for your wonderful reviews!
margaritama: I'm so glad you liked the last chapter, I am happy to deliver "pick me ups" especially for you, my dear! She couldn't bring herself to walk over to him, she panicked at the last minute and running seemed like a really good idea at the time.
LaBibliographe: The green-eyed monster rears its ugly head and it usually causes Hermione's intellect to take a flying leap out the window. Yeah, Snape and Aurora, it is an adjustment, it worked for the story so I just kind of went with it. Lucius knows Hermione has feelings for him but he still doesn't like her actions. It was finally time for them to have a bit of a heart to heart discussion!
Voracious Reader: Yes, I believe I've done stupid things because of jealousy as well! Nothing I ever got caught for though! Heh, heh....
leValkyrie: Exactly never get caught, that is rule #1. As you can see from this update, he caught her! Thanks for reviewing!
someonenotme: I know I did a cliffie, I couldn't help it, I know it was wrong of me but still I had to do it! Thank you for reading and I hope you aren't too put off by the time it took me to update.
Coipje: Hermione did get jealous. She is so worried of getting hurt and has too much pride to just come out and ask him. Thank you for reviewing!
Scary Bear Hair: I thought of you when I wrote the pearls! Lucius is very experienced and reads people extremely well. I think he realizes she needs more than actions from him but he still intends to make a few points pretty clear with her and he thinks she listens best over his knee. He's such a spanko!
Daughter of a serpent: Racing heart is a good thing, right? I'm so glad you enjoy the story! Thank you for reviewing.
Serin Blackmoon: I know I am evil! He is so going to catch her! Hopefully you enjoyed the chase!
dragon37: Thank you! I'm glad you enjoy my story. Lucius is my favorite Slytherin, Severus Snape comes up pretty quickly right behind him! He's not a nasty bastard, he's more of a dictatorial, autocratic, controlling man. Where can I find one of those!?!
Devourer: Thank you for the review! He definitely catches her!
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