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At First Glance	By : mysticxox Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 18591 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Hermione felt like she was stuck in a circular maze as she went down, yet another dimly lit corridor, lined with portraits. "I'm sure I came down this way before", she muttered to herself, barely managing to repress a shriek when one of the portraits answered, "Yes you have".

Hermione turned to frown at it when she noticed the pale blond hair, only slightly shorter than Lucius' that graced the head of the portrait. Lucius had pointed out his father before but she had never had the chance to have a conversation with him. She wasn't sure what to expect. Was he like Lucius? Or did he fail to see past blood and social standing? He had been the one to pick out Narcissa as the perfect match for his son, after all.

"Hello", she said, watching him carefully as he studied her appearance.

"You remind me of someone", he murmured back, narrowing his eyes as he tried to recall a memory.

She shrugged her shoulders and ventured to ask, "Do you know the way to Lucius' office?" He smirked back at her. There was no doubt that the Malfoy smirk was indeed inherited.

"Of course I do! It was my office before it became his", the portrait answered her, still studying her with intensity in his painted eyes.

"Um…could you…maybe point me in the right direction?" she asked again, trying not to drop her gaze under his stern scrutiny. "No", he smirked again, watching in sheer amusement as she fumed.

"No? Why not?" she demanded, forgetting who she was addressing for a moment out of frustration.

The old Malfoy patriarch chuckled slightly before responding, "I believe my son set you a challenge. If I give you directions, that would mean you were admitting defeat. Would the Gryffindor pride allow that?"

Hermione ran her hand through her hair, tousling it even more as she muttered, "He's just like you", eliciting another chuckle from the portrait. She looked around at the other portraits who were regarding her with curiosity.

"Anyone feel like helping?" she asked, halfheartedly as they shook their heads, still watching her every move with interest and caution. A pop behind her caused her to spin on her heels with her wand drawn. A reflexive reaction from her Hogwarts days.

She lowered it as she saw it was directed at a quivering house elf, who had clasped his hands in front of him and sunk to his knees at the sight of her wand. "Please Mistress. Me only wants to help", the squeaky voice sounded familiar.

"Beau?" Hermione asked, putting her wand away and gesturing for the creature to rise. He looked so vulnerable on the floor.

"Yes Mistress. Mistress called for help. Beau helps", he nodded his head with each sentence, conveying his sincerity at the offer.

"Ah…well. I wasn't actually calling for…"she trailed off as Beau's ears flattened against his small head and he bowed even lower. "Ah…actually I would love some help", she quickly amended, sighing with relief as he once again looked at her with eager eyes. "Could you show me the way to your Master's office?" she asked as the elf nodded and stepped forward, reaching out a small hand, "Beau can take you there Mistress".

Hermione smiled at the excitement in his voice.

"Can you promise me one thing though Beau? Promise you won't tell your Master I asked you to show me the way", Hermione waited for the elf's response, which was a reverent nodding of the head and a sincere, "Beau will do as Mistress commands. Mistress can trust Beau. Beau very good. Good elf".

Hermione nodded and took the elf's hand, just as the low voice of Lucius' father reached her. "You're more cunning than you believe yourself to be Mrs Malfoy. I applaud you", he looked at her with approval as she blushed and rolled her eyes.

"Just don't tell any of my Gryffindor friends", she responded with a smirk of her own as the figure in the portrait laughed and gave her a nod. She felt herself leave contact with the ground as Beau whisked her away.

"Thank you Beau", Hermione smiled at the little elf as he gave her a bow and popped away, leaving her in front of the portrait that led to Lucius' office. "Can I go in?" she asked the figure in the portrait, a thin, regal-looking lady with glossy black locks of hair covering her head.

The sharp eyes of the painting regarded her with hostility and an air of superiority as her sharp voice spoke, "A Malfoy does not request. We demand!" Hermione nodded, slightly shaken by the confident air of this ancestor. Were all Malfoys so arrogant?

"Let me try again then", Hermione glared back at the portrait, "I want to go in".

"And what is the reason for your visit?" the lady asked, sitting up even straighter in her chair at the tone of Hermione's voice.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and almost hissed out, "That is none of your business!" The portrait's face screwed up with suppressed rage as she gave Hermione another glare before swinging back to allow her access.

Hermione swept into the room and was rewarded with the surprised look on Lucius' face as he sat behind his large oak desk. "Hermione!" his mouth curved into a smile as he saw her walking towards him. "You managed to find it?"

She went around the desk and placed her hands on either side of his face, bending down to give him a lingering kiss that had him pulling her into his lap. "Mmm I'm here, aren't I? I told you I could find it", she hid her smile as he trailed kisses down her neck.

"Maybe I just wanted you to find me", he responded, looking up at her with a wicked smirk before pulling her down for another kiss. "Am I interrupting you?" she asked when he let her pull back, looking at the papers filled with his elegant scrawl that lay scattered about the table.

"You came at the perfect time actually", he drawled back, placing her on her feet as he got up off his chair and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to his side. "You see…", he continued as he led her towards the large shelves of books that covered half of his large office room, "I happen to know you're fond of books and so am I".

He chuckled at her childish excitement as she lovingly caressed the spine of the book closest to her, her eyes wide with wonder. "You have almost as many books as the Ministry of Magic. Much more than the Hogwarts library", she gushed, pulling out of his embrace to examine the books more closely, "Wait…I thought there was only one copy of this book ever made and it was kept at the Ministry".

Lucius nodded, feeling a sense of pride at her pleasure. "I managed to…convince the minister to give me some of his more…valuable books. For safekeeping of course!" he added as Hermione turned to him with a frown.

"So what you mean is, you bribed, blackmailed and threatened him into giving you the books you wanted for your collection", she summarized, as she put the book she had been examining back into the shelf and returned to stand in front of him.

"Well…that's one way to put it I suppose. My wording is more appropriate for society, don't you think?" he murmured as she put her arms around his neck and tilted her head, considering him.

"So you wanted me to come here so you could show me your library?" she asked, feeling herself get aroused as a glimmer of dark desire entered his eyes.

"Actually…I've had this fantasy for a few years that you…might be able to help fulfill?" he whispered in her ear as she leaned into him, his warm breath teasing her and his low voice filling her with desire.

"What?" she rasped out, her hands already trying to unbutton his neck-high shirt. Lucius chuckled back and gently pulled her hands away, backing her into the small crevice between two of the large shelves until her back hit the cold wall at the end. "Lucius", she whispered to him as he bend down and began to kiss, lick and nibble his way down her neck to her shoulders.

She felt her heart speed up and her core become wetter as his hands found their way under her shirt and began to gently squeeze her breasts over her bra, causing her to arch into him.

He leaned into her slightly as she panted, his lips covering hers in a possessive kiss and she felt his erection press against her abdomen. Her hands moved back to his shirt and this time, he let her peel it off him, followed by his pants and underclothes.

Then he kissed her again, as his hands peeled her own clothes away, exposing her to his lustful gaze. "I can never get enough of you", he murmured against her neck as his hands travelled down her body, across the valley of her breasts, stopping momentarily to give them a squeeze and causing her to gasp out and press her knuckles against his hard chest.

His mouth started to follow the path of his hands as he worked them lower, skimming over her navel to the warm juncture of her thighs. "Lucius", she moaned out as his hands caressed her buttocks and then moved lower to part her thighs, holding them far enough apart to expose her core to him. She felt his kisses get sweeter and softer as his mouth travelled down her navel, lingering on the soft and, what she self-consciously considered fat skin of her stomach.

She wound her arms through his hair and massaged his scalp slightly as his mouth continued to torture her, slowly. "Lucius", she groaned out as he trailed kisses along the top of her thighs, avoiding the area where she needed to feel his touch. "Please", she panted at him, her eyes partially-glazed with desire as he crouched down in front of her and smirked up at her.

"All in good time", he murmured, punctuating his words by blowing a gust of warm air over her core, causing her hips to buckle in response.

He chuckled softly at her groans of frustration and finally relented as her hands tightened in his hair, pressing quick firm kisses on her swollen clit, causing her to arch against him. His tongue began to dip into her, while his thumb flicked against her clit, causing her to come violently against him, muttering incoherently as he lapped her up. When she was done, he rose and pulled her against him, kissing her deeply as she ran her hands down his back, trying to pull him closer. "Your turn", she murmured to him as she pulled away but before she could reach for him, he backed her against the wall again and lifted her slightly, placing her feet on the lowest shelf of the bookcases on either side, while placing her arms around his neck.

"I want you like this", he whispered to her, lust palpable in his voice as he leaned in and gave her a deep kiss, his member parting her slick folds and thrusting into her as she moaned into his mouth. He began to pick up the pace as he felt her reaching her climax, the love bond between them causing his pleasure to mount with hers. He gave a few more deep, penetrating thrusts before letting her release roll over him and letting go himself, both of them drifting off into bliss.

He pulled out of her once he had stopped shuddering with release and cast a quick silent cleaning charm over them both. Before he could retrieve his clothes, Hermione pulled him back to her for a passionate kiss that had him holding her closer against him. "Hermione", he murmured as she gave him a slightly dazed smile and allowed him to press a soft kiss to her forehead before stepping down from the shelves and putting on her clothes.

Once they were both presentable again, Lucius led her to his desk, cradling her against him as she told him about her conversation with Harry. "You really want me to meet with Potter?"he grumbled to her, allowing a small smile to play across his face as Hermione caressed his cheek gently with one hand.

"Mmhm. I'm so glad Harry's making the effort to be a part of my life with you. And Ginny is too so it's only fair that you reciprocate".

Lucius rolled his eyes and gave a slight smirk, "You forget pet. I'm Lucius Malfoy. The only person who I care abut reciprocating to is you. Besides, why would I care about the Potters of all people?"

Hermione gave him a glare that had him smirking even more. "You should care because they're my friends. If you won't do it for them, do it for me. Please!" she made her eyes go wide as she stared up at his disgruntled face. He muttered something that sounded like, "Women", before pulling her closer to him. Hermione hid her smile against his chest, winding her hands around his neck and forcing herself to sit up so she could give him a kiss.

"And people wonder why I love you", she murmured to him fondly as he rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat.

"Can we at least invite them here?", he asked her, his eyes almost pleading, "I would really rather not be seen with them in public".

Hermione chuckled and nodded, "Of course. You wouldn't want to ruin your entire reputation in the wizarding world in one day now, would you?"

Lucius bend down and gave her another kiss to silence her laughter before pulling back. "I haven't spoken to Draco yet", he murmured, his eyes tracing her features as she looked at him.

"Wouldn't Narcissa have already told him?" Hermione asked, laying her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her, more securely.

"Mmm. I don't doubt that she has. But he knows better than to enquire about it to me. He will wait until I talk to him". Hermione pressed a soft kiss to the side of his neck, more to comfort him than anything else and she knew it worked when he sighed and relaxed against her slightly.

"With Draco…how did you…that is…" Hermione trailed off trying to think of the right words. Lucius looked down at her, waiting for her to organise her thoughts. "What I mean is", she finally continued, "When we first started Hogwarts, even then Draco didn't seem as…spirited as Harry and Ron. I mean, he always seemed to calculate everything…and he thought of the consequences. He never got into trouble half as many times as those two did!"

Lucius chuckled softly, running a hand through her messy locks of hair as he replied, "You mean, why wasn't he as immature as those friends of yours?" he smirked as he felt Hermione open her mouth to say something in her friends' defence and continued before she could interrupt, "It's because he was brought up with the 'Malfoy Pride' instilled in him", Lucius pronounced with a slightly arrogant air.

Hermione glared at him, "You mean the same Malfoy pride the witch on your portrait displays? I think I can see the resemblance", she muttered causing him to chuckle.

"Ahh…Madame Thissora…she had quite the temper according to my father. She's a great-aunt of his. You had an altercation with her?" he raised his eyebrows as Hermione buried her head in his neck.

"She was attempting to instil the Malfoy arrogance in me", she muttered and she felt Lucius' body shake as he tried to control his laughter. "Yeah it's hilarious!" she exclaimed sarcastically, pulling away from him but before she could get up, his arms were around her waist again and she felt herself being pulled back to rest against his chest.

"I'm sorry. But you must see the humour in that", he whispered to her, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck as she grumbled and then relaxed against him.

"So…Draco?" Hermione asked quietly. She didn't want to force Lucius into doing this but she felt the air should be cleared, especially since Narcissa would have undoubtedly filled his ears with her version of the distorted truth. Lucius rested his head against hers, holding her tighter to him.

"Whatever my son thinks of us, I love you", he murmured to her, causing her to turn around and bestow a quick kiss and soft smile on him. "I know. I love you too", she answered, smoothing her palm against his cheek as he leaned into her touch.

There seemed to be an almost magnetic pull between them at times like these. "I'll talk to him later today…maybe invite him for dinner. It would be better to discuss this face to face don't you think?" Lucius asked her and she pondered the question.

She wasn't sure if inviting Draco over for dinner when she had just recently taken his mother's place as Lady of the Manor, was a good idea but Lucius was looking at her expectantly. "Anything to help", she replied with a smile as he pulled her in for another quick kiss.

"I'll send him an owl with the invitation", Lucius thought out loud as Hermione leaned back against him again. She hoped he didn't sense the tension in her shoulders or the butterflies in her belly. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to try and settle her anticipation.

She wanted this to go well, for Lucius' sake. She knew his son was an important part of his life but in the privacy of her mind, she had to confess that she wasn't looking forward to tonight's dinner.

Another ordeal to endure!

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