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The Pink Lacy Knicker Project	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 13685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Luna jumped into the water as soon as she, Ginny and Hermione stepped outside. Ginny rolled her eyes at Luna’s cannonball and made her way over to the lawn chairs.

“Can you believe Dumbledore? He somehow managed to rig the house while he was drunk, making it so that we are all stuck here with no choice but to shag who we’re paired with, but he can’t undo it all when he’s sober?” Ginny complained to Hermione, who had sat in the lawn chair next to her.

“Come on Gin, Dumbledore’s trying. I’m sure he’ll find the solution to all of this in no time,” Hermione said consolingly.

Ginny snorted.

“I doubt it. I know this whole situation amuses him and I bet he’s going to keep us here just to see what happens.”

Hermione bit her lip. She had a feeling that Ginny was right. Though Dumbledore seemed apologetic about the whole thing, his eyes had never once stopped twinkling.

“Don’t worry Gin, I’ll research everything tonight. I’ll find out what is needed to get us out of here and send it to him via owl. We’ll be out of here in two weeks tops,” Hermione said.

Ginny sighed. She pulled her sunglasses down over his eyes and lied back in her lawn chair.

“If anyone could do it, Hermione, you could,” she said, closing her eyes.

“Come into the water, you guys! It’s warm!” shouted Luna from the pool.

Hermione glanced over at Ginny who had her eyes closed, deep in thought.

She, herself, didn’t feel like tanning so she left the chair and cannon balled into the pool.

The women soon fell into a relaxed pattern of play. Luna kept to sliding down the water slides, squealing each time she hit the water.

Ginny lay in the sun to tan, letting her thoughts wander free. And to her frustration, most of her thoughts were of Lucius.

Hermione swam towards a floating chair to lie on in the pool.

The women almost forgot that they were sharing a house with the men.

That is, until the men walked outside in their workout gear.

Luna was the first to spot them.

“Hi, Remus,” she called. “Be careful today. The Nargles are not happy with you right now.”

Ginny opened her eyes and lifted her arm to raise her sun glasses up. Her jaw dropped at the sight of all three men.

Snape was dressed in work out shorts and runners. He wore no shirt which gave her a good peak at his fabulously toned body. He was lean, with a light sprinkle of hair on his arms, legs, and chest. His best feature was his arms which were huge, sculpted, and smooth.

‘Merlin, who would have guessed the greasy git had such a hot body under all of those heavy robes?’ she thought, admiring his form.

She eye humped him for a few more seconds before moving on to Remus who was wearing the same thing. He was thin and lean but just as good looking. He had tons of hair all over his body. Underneath his hair, she could see the scars he had from his transformations. But instead of making him look disfigured, the scars made him look like a rugged, sexy, bad boy.

After eyeing Remus, up she moved on to Lucius. His form wasn’t too much of a surprise, considering that he walked around in his boxers the night before, but it was still fun for her to stare him down.

Lucius had almost no hair on his chest but plenty on his arms and legs. He was well-built and larger than his son, but not too bulky. His had washboard abs that were so defined, it looked as if she could wash her clothing on them.

The sight of his abs made Ginny want to jump on him. As Snape and Remus walked towards the giant open pace on the other side of the pool, Lucius stayed in his place, looking around the back yard. He seemed to be looking for something. When his eyes finally fell onto Ginny, he didn’t hide the fact that he was studying her body. He smirked when noticed that Ginny was studying his body as well and went to join Remus and Snape.

Ginny scowled and put her sunglasses back on. She crossed her arms, upset that she let Lucius catch her staring at him and even more upset that he knew that she was attracted to him, even if it was involuntary.

Out of the corner of her eye, Ginny saw Snape wave his wand over the open grassy space. A giant track appeared. In the middle of the track was a variety of weight training equipment like dumbbells, a bench press and a few other fancy machines that worked the arms and legs.

Ginny looked over at Luna and Hermione. Hermione eyes were closed and she seemed to have missed the grand entrance of eye-candy.

Luna, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care about the men.

Ginny shifted on her chair so that she was now lying on her stomach. To avoid tan lines, she undid the knot on her halter with a wave of her wand.

Ginny closed her eyes, and attempted to ignore the three hot men (mainly Lucius) that were working up a sweat only a little ways away from her.

She had begun to doze off when out of nowhere Hermione let out a loud squeal.

Ginny quickly sat up to see what all the fuss was about and saw Hermione swimming away from the inflatable device she had been reclining on. When she finally reached the edge of the pool she climbed out and ran toward the house.

Rolling her eyes, Ginny lied back down on her chair and continued tanning.

She eventually fell asleep and was woken up by a poke in her ribs.

Ginny groaned and snuggled back into the chair.

She was poked again.

“I swear to Merlin, if you poke me one more time—”

She was poked once more.

“Get up. I can’t sit here waiting for you all day.”

‘Of course it would be Malfoy,’ Ginny thought, shifting from her stomach onto her back.

“Well, Weasley, I knew you liked to flash your body to me but I thought you would have had more tact about how you did it,” Lucius said, his eyes glued to her chest.

Ginny had forgotten that she had untied her halter and at the moment her breasts were free for the world to see.

She glared at Lucius and began tie her halter back together.

“What do you even want, Malfoy?”

“Did you forget the rules already, my dear? We have to spend two hours a day with each other. I figured we could go into the small office down the hallway from the game room and get some work done—unless you wanted to do something a little more … fun,” Lucius said, his grey eyes burning with desire.

To her horror, Ginny felt a blush flame across her cheeks.

She stood quickly, hoping that Lucius didn’t notice how much he affected her.

“Fine, just let me get dressed.”

“Pity—I was really hoping you could return the favor I gave you this morning. I suppose it doesn’t matter since I enjoyed myself. When you do finally decide to get dressed, meet me in the office,” Lucius said.

Ginny ignored his comment and went into the house. Once she was dressed she made her way down the stairs. As she walked to the office, she noticed that Hermione and Snape were in the library, silently looking over the piles of books surrounding them and Luna and Remus were in the living room, writing letters.

Both couples were sitting far away from each other, focused on the tasks before them.

Once Ginny made it to her destination, she paused outside the door to calm her heart before walking into the room. It was actually decent sized. There were two desks, a large window facing the entrance of the house, a modest sized book case and a space where a TV sat with a large couch in front of it.

Lucius was sitting in one of the desks, concentrating on a piece of parchment in front of him. There were two piles on either side of him.

Ginny prayed that her two hours would be spent being ignored. From the look on Lucius’ face, she was sure she was going to get her wish. Thanking every deity she knew, she went to the other desk and pulled out parchment and a quill.

She wrote a letter to her parents, telling them that she had decided to go with Hermione to Australia to help Hermione get her parents’ memory back. She knew she would get a Howler for it, but she didn’t want them to know that she was trapped in a house and forced to shag Lucius Malfoy.

Though she may not have liked Malfoy, she didn’t want him murdered by her family.

Plus her parents had to stop babying her anyway. She was seventeen years old and she was old enough to make decisions for herself.

When she finished that letter, she drafted a letter to her twin brothers, begging them to send her come decent clothing while she was in ‘Australia’. All of this took only thirty minutes.

Ginny looked over to Lucius who was still working through his pile of parchments. Despite the sour expression on his face, he was still drop dead gorgeous and it annoyed her like crazy.

Her body was attracted to him and gods knew she really wanted to shag him. But she couldn’t—her pride wouldn’t be able to take just being another notch on Malfoy’s belt. She would be damned before she let him shag her!

Ginny stood, stretching out her muscles. She needed something to do!

She looked around the small library and attempted to learn how to work the Muggle TV. Once she trying of that she still had nothing left to do.

Ginny looked back over at Lucius who was still working on a sizable pile of parchment. She walked over to his desk, standing behind his chair and looked over his shoulder.

Lucius paused in his writing at her presence but continued his sentence. The silence stretched out for a long period of time before Ginny broke it.

“You should invest more into that company,” she said.

Lucius continued to write, ignoring her.

“I’m telling you, Malfoy—I know it’s a Muggle company and it’s high risk, but with the different mediums of Muggle technology it can adapt to, you can make a lot of money from the product,” Ginny said.

Lucius put his quill down and turned his chair around to face her.

“You don’t even know how to work the Muggle television. Why should I listen to you about Muggle technology?” he asked.

“I can usually work a Muggle television but the one in this room is a version I’ve never used before. And I don’t use them often enough by myself to remember how they work. But that’s beside the point. Listening to my dad and Hermione harp about Muggle technology all the time gave me a little bit of knowledge on it. I know this product will rake in a lot of money.” Ginny said.

Lucius tapped his fingers against the desk, staring hard at the parchment in front of him.

The way Weasley spoke reminded him of an untrained version of himself. She didn’t say much but she hit on a few key points when it came to investments.

Years ago, Lucius wouldn’t have hesitated to put money into the company. He wanted to now; even if it was only to trust his gut instinct and see if she did have a talent.

But Lucius didn’t have any money to waste. His family was on the brink of ruin and he couldn’t chance losing thousands on a high risk investment.

“You are too young and far too poor to know how this works, Weasley,” Lucius finally said.

Ginny shrugged.

“You don’t have to listen to me, but I know for a fact that I’m right.”

Lucius looked at Ginny, pensive.

Though he didn’t have much to waste on high risk investments, his bills were piling up too quickly to allow him to wait for profit from small investments.

In essence, he was damned if he did and damned if he didn’t.

Lucius looked back down at the request form. If Weasley were right, in one month he could make his fortune back and then some.

He looked over at the clock on the wall. They still had one hour left before he could be alone to think about her advice.

“Pull up a chair, Weasley—I’ve got a few questions to ask you,” Lucius said.

Ginny looked at him suspiciously but went to get a chair nonetheless.

Lucius figured if he was going to consider Ginny’s advice seriously, he would test her knowledge about finances.

Who knew—maybe his gut was right and she did have talent when it came to investments.

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A/N: Many Thanks to my beta Tara! She’s amazing!
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