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The Ghost Of Malfoy Manor COMPLETE	By : Talented_Mrs_Lupin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 17335 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hermione stood over her cauldron and watched the sludge-like potion with a look of the utmost happiness on her face. She looked over at the ghost near her that had been attempting to touch her breast when he thought she wasn’t looking. She shook her head and rolled her eyes walking away from him. Once all the potion was finally collected and put away she sent some to Remus with no note to see if he would figure it out. She sat down at the desk that had once been Snape’s and watched him move about the newly cleaned and redecorated room before looking at her.
“I never would have assumed that you would be the type to try to molest me while I was making a potion” She told him.
“I” He said “Am wondering if Lupin is going to stupidly take the potion, trusting that someone is being nice”
“Probably not” She answered “He’s likely to show up here and have me test it”
“Nice” He looked at her leaning the best he could against the wall “I think that Remus will replace me, you know, to Lucius?”
“How?” She asked “And how would you know?”
“I can tell that he is the perfect type of person that Lucius could get along with” Severus said “And he is already starting to wonder what the wolf thinks about certain things”
“Does that scare you?” She asked.
“A little” He smirked “I am going to go for now, good job on the potion”
“Thank you” She smiled “And Professor!”
“What” He asked as he momentarily stopped fading.
“Here you go” She answered and lifted her shirt flashing her breasts at him. His eyes widened and he suddenly blinked right out of existence. She pulled her shirt back and sat down with a laugh, when he was alive she wouldn’t have been brave enough to do that but things were different. Remus’s owl came flying in to her office and dropped a hastily scribbled note.
Hermione,
Someone sent me some Wolfsbane Potion. I’ll bring it over to have you test to make sure that it won’t kill me.
Remus
She laughed to herself and waited, within about five minutes the werewolf walked through her potions lab and was entering her office. He looked hopeful but there was fear there as well, he was obviously used to not being able to have anything come easily and that made her heart break a little more for him. Though, she would never tell him that she felt bad for him because it would make him angry with her, he hated when anyone pitied him in anyway. However, getting a potion without a note was something that could kill a werewolf in fact getting letters at all could kill one. A little bit of silver in an envelope could be deadly and silver in a potion or a potion made in a silver cauldron or a cauldron flecked with silver could mean a painful and drawn out death.
“Hermione” He greeted and set the potion in front of her “I got this about twenty minutes ago”
“You are looking well, Remus” She said, not bothering to look at the potion “Your eyes are a very bright blue, usually their darker…did you get laid?”
“Hermione” He pressed waving the potion in her face “The potion”
“You seem a bit more relaxed than usual” She giggled “I like seeing this side of you”
“Hermione!” He snapped.
“Oh calm your hormones” Hermione laughed “I sent the potion over”
“You?” He repeated “You made the Wolfsbane?”
“Snape taught me how to” She said and he scowled.
“When?” He tested.
“Just now” She answered “He really is here”
“Where is he then?” Remus asked, while he was usually a mild mannered man when the moon got closer he tended to get testy and lose his temper quicker.
“Right here, wolf” Snape appeared behind where Granger was sitting.
“Holy shit” Remus took a step back “I thought…I didn’t…”
“You didn’t believe me, I know” Hermione said softly “It’s okay. But he really did teach me to make the potion so you didn’t need to suffer anymore, now say thank you”
“Thank you” Remus said sticking his tongue out at her “I’ll take it now”
“Very good” Hermione said “I shall send your next batch tomorrow at the same time”
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With the Wolfsbane potion made and properly stored and Hermione’s potions for her class made and sent out to the professor she went to her room to study. Lucius had taken Scorpius over to Andromeda’s house for the day and she wasn’t expecting him back for a few hours so she had plenty of time. Her homework would only take her about an hour so that left at least two hours for a nap, she needed one desperately as it was the third night in a row that her sleep had been filled with nightmares. Some of the nightmares were memories of being tortured by Bellatrix in the sitting room only a few floors below where she slept. Other nightmares were Draco’s attack, sometimes she was watching it and other times she was Draco again and living through that horror. She was walking past the sitting room that Lucius kept closed up (the one she was attacked in) and was just turning around the corner when she heard a small thud. Stopping on the bottom step Hermione looked at the door, she saw a shadow pass in front of the dim light on the floor and knew that someone was in there.
“Hello?” Hermione called towards the door as she walked closer to it “Hello, is someone in there?” She put her hand on the door handle and slowly opened the room up to herself. There was no one there and she really didn’t expect anyone to be there, she assumed that it was one of the ghosts hanging out in there and rolled her eyes at herself for being such an easy scare. She forced a laugh and closed the door turning away, she made her way to her bedroom.
It was hours later that Hermione awoke in her bed with her arms under her head and her books, quills and parchments spread out around her. She hadn’t wanted to lay down to do her homework but she had been so uncomfortable sitting at her desk that it was the only way any of her homework would get done. She fell asleep within five minutes of laying down, it was dark out now and the house was silent, there was a long and mournful moan coming from the corner of her room. She lit her wand and held it out in front of her, letting her eyes get adjusted before she realized that it was Narcissa sitting there sobbing.
“Narcissa?” Hermione sat up further “Is everything okay?”
“No, no…it isn’t alright” She snapped at the younger woman.
“Is it Lucius?” She stood up and started to right her clothes and head to the door “Is he okay, was he harmed or Scorpius…Narcissa, are they okay?!”
“I’m dead” She whispered to her “I’m dead. It was a night like this one, a night with the moon high in the sky and the night air was cool and clear” She smiled at Hermione while she sat down on the edge of her bed keeping her eyes trained of the ghost in front of her, listening as her voice started to spin a web of horror before her eyes.
*Narcissa was sitting on the patio with a glass of red wine in one hand and a romance novel in her other hand. She was completely lost to the story and hadn’t heard the noise of anyone else in her house other than the house-elves that lived there. She lowered the book from her face and thought back to her own life and how unlike these simple, naïve young women in the books she was. Even at a young age she knew that men would do whatever she wanted if she opened her legs for them or in some cases, just promised to.
She smiled to herself and thought about the end of the war. She had wanted to get away but needed a safe place to take herself and Draco away from the manor, the death eaters and Lucius. Oh, how she hated Lucius for getting them in to this mess, for the horrors that their son had been forced to see and do. She told Yaxley that she wanted to get away, to be married to a man that loved and respected her, to be a proper wife to a proper husband. The moron had believed that she, Narcissa Druella Malfoy, would leave her privileged life to be a house-witch, baring children for him and taking care of them. But it was amazing what a request followed by sex could make a man do. He set up a small cabin in the woods in Scotland, surprisingly close to the school, for her and Draco to go to when the war was over no matter the outcome. Then he would come for them when he was able to and they could begin their life together that they would have many children and blah, blah, blah.
He was in dire need of love, of someone to need him and want to take care of him. It was really too simple to take advantage of him and sometimes she really felt bad. Sure, there had been other times she had felt bad about using men to her will, like when Nott Sr. decided that killing himself because she wouldn’t leave Lucius like she promised was better than living without her was a good idea. She had felt terrible for having affected him like that and she was sorry that his son was without a father now. After his suicide the death eaters named her a Black Widow, something Bellatrix loved for now her little sister was as well-known and feared as she was.
They were all idiots to think that she would leave her comfortable life with a man that provided money as well as social standing, a huge house and anything else that she may want, for them. She had it all but then came the night that that little whore, Astoria Greengrass contacted her. Told her that she was carrying her grandchild, Narcissa told her that it was not a Malfoy heir and that it was indeed a bastard child she carried in her belly because she was a whore that couldn’t keep her legs together until marriage. The stupid little chit thought that she would condone her baby boy to run off with the little bint and they could raise the bastard. It had all been taken care of when Narcissa gave her money to never tell Draco and the potion to get rid of the little parasite.
Suddenly, something was pulled over her eyes and she was being dragged over the back of her chair. She landed hard on her back, it forced her breath out of her lungs in a whoosh and she was momentarily dazed in to stillness. Then she became aware of the fact that she was being dragged up a flight of stairs and knew that she would be bruised in the morning. This was not how Lucius treated her and when that thought made its way through her mind she started to scream and thrash about. There was the sound of doors being forced open and then slammed shut and she heard them being locked. When her arms were let go of she reached for her wand only to find that it was missing, which honestly didn’t surprise her that much. She stood up as fast as she could and looked at the three cloaked and hooded people before her and tried to think of some way to get free of this room. The two people of the ends were tall, broad-shouldered and obviously male and the one in the middle was tiny, curvy and tapping her foot impatiently.
“Well” Narcissa said “Welcome to my home now please leave as I do not want visitors tonight”
“Narcissa Malfoy kicking men out of her room?” The woman asked “I never thought there would be a day that this would happen”
“Who are you?” Narcissa spat.
“Don’t recognize me?” Came a familiar voice then a hood came down and Yaxley stood before her, then Theodore Nott was unveiled before her and finally Daphne Greengrass was too.
“Oh come on, Yaxley” Nott said “Lady Malfoy never notices anyone unless there is a way they can help her, you should know that”
“Oh…I do” He said sneering at her as he moved closer menacingly.
“Stop” Daphne said and Narcissa looked back at her “You can have her after, but I am here to avenge my sisters virtue”
“If your sister knew how to keep her legs closed her virtue wouldn’t be brought up for speculation” Narcissa sneered. The girl sliced her wand through the air and the older woman screamed as a slice went over her stomach and blood rushed out to stain her white, silk nightgown.
“You keep your mouth shut!” Daphne screamed “You know, I feel that your son is man enough to be the father of that child but you’d never let it happen…but if you’re not around then you can’t keep them apart!”
“She kept the bastard?!” Narcissa screamed “She stole from me and kept the parasite!”
There was much screaming for the next hour and a half as the Greengrass girl tortured the mistress of Malfoy Manor. Crucio, Sectumsempra and Imperio were only a few curses used, the sick and twisted young girl used a knife on her and only when Narcissa was begging for death did she let the men have her. Nott had been in the process of raping her mouth when Draco slammed his door. He looked at Yaxley but the other man (who was taking his pleasure in another orifice) just shook his head. The plan had been to keep Draco out of all of it, to have him out drinking while this happened. Nott told him that he needed to go check on his own mum and told Blaise to get him nice and sloshed so that even if they were still in the manor he would be too far gone to pay much attention to any noise he may hear, not that he shared that with Blaise. With the thought that the young Malfoy man may be completely smashed in their minds the men went back to their fun.*
“I really…” Narcissa said “I really…c-can’t remember the rest…not that you’d want to hear it anyway”
“I am sorry” Hermione stood and walked towards the door but stopped and looked back “How could you not tell Draco he had a son?!”
“He was supposed to be married to a good and virtuous woman!” Narcissa snapped
“That should have been his choice” Hermione said as she opened her bedroom door “Not yours”
Hermione all but stomped down the stairs to the lower levels. She walked to the kitchen and allowed Mimsy to make her a small and light dinner and ate it while listening to little elf go on about the baby she was now expecting. Sleek was a quiet elf, but a hard worker and when it came to things like gardens he really talked your ear off. Hermione was happy as she walked back to the stairs and was hoping that Narcissa would be gone when she got to her room.
She was wide awake now and knew that she would be able to finish her homework now. Her foot was on the bottom step when she heard another noise coming from the same sitting room that always seemed to haunt her dreams nowadays. She looked up the stairs and willed herself to continue walking to her room but knew that she would go in to investigate the room. Sure enough, she walked to the door and once again put her hand on the handle this time it was like ice under her skin. She reasoned that it was because the house was rather cold and the handle was metal. The door, like before, gave a slight creak as it was pushed open and then she stepped in to the pale moonlight. The room had an energy all its own and seemed to be holding its breath right along with her. The chandelier that had been loosened and dropped by Dobby was in the corner of the room as if they’d been in the process of cleaning it up and got distracted. There was a noise in the far end of the room and Hermione started to slowly walk towards the noise but stopped. It was as if the dust was tunneling up towards the roof, there wasn’t much of a shape but it did look as there were feet encased in heeled boots dancing in a circle. With her breaths now coming out in short, shuddering bursts Hermione stumbled back towards the door and away from the dancing, disembodied feet. It sounded like there was something scraping against the floor and then something silver and sharp shot at her. She screamed and ducked down feeling it whiz past her face and stick in to the wall near the door. She pulled herself to the door and looked at the ornately carved silver dagger that stuck in the wooden trim of the door before she pulled the door shut. Before it was closed fully Hermione heard a cold, bone-chilling and childish sounding giggle.
“Hermione?” Lucius said watching her lean heavily against the wall near the door with her hand still wrapped around the handle “What are you doing in there?”
“Oh Lucius!” She gasped and flung herself in to his arms “There was something in there…”
“Severus or one of the others?” He asked though he could tell from the way she was shaking that it wasn’t anything good in there.
“No” She said “A woman…and there was a knife and it was thrown at me…I just…I was…”
“Shh” He whispered against her hair as he rubbed her back “It’s okay. You’re safe now, you’re safe, I have you”
“I was so scared” She answered looking at him “The nightmares, the ghosts and then this…I’m sorry”
“It’s okay” He repeated “Don’t worry” He kissed her forehead “I won’t let anything happen to you”
“Lucius?” She whispered “When did you get home?”
“I got here about thirty minutes ago” He answered “I thought you were in bed so I was being quiet and then I saw that door was open and was going over to close it again when you came out”
“I’m sorry” Hermione said with a sheepish smile “I feel silly now”
“It’s okay” He answered “I meant what I said, I will keep you safe” He leaned forward slowly keeping his icy blue eyes locked on hers, she knew what he was going to do and found that it was alright with her. His warm pale pink lips pressed gently against hers and his large hand came up to cup her cheek, tilting her head back slightly. She opened her mouth a little in invitation to him which he greedily took advantage of. She gave a soft moan and moved her hands up to his shoulders, he pulled away gently and looked at her. The house was silent around them, not even the sounds of the ecstatic little house-elf tip-toeing away could be heard by the two. But then there was a low and mournful moan that clawed its way through the house that could only come from the now rapidly fading Narcissa Malfoy. Neither Lucius or Hermione noticed though or even cared as they stood there in the cold and dark hallway staring in to the others wide eyes, both shocked by what they had just done and both wanting to do it again.
A/N: Sorry it took so long. Between working out, working and trying to do all those little wonderful things you have to do within your life I haven’t got loads of time to write anymore. Sorry again and I will try to write quicker.
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