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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:� Apparently my
muse thought it was time for a holiday of his own�I think I�ve lured him back
to me to stay, but we�ll see� I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Lucius Apparated away from his distraught lover, back up to
his bedroom to find appropriate clothing � exactly how did one dress for impending torture, these days?� One certainly couldn�t choose anything with
silk fibers when meeting with a madman with delusions of grandeur; it might
point out the glaring difference between having decent blood and pretending the
same.� It would have to be black, that
much was certain � no telling what might end up on it, after all � but not
something he valued highly� he finally selected a plain suit with unremarkable
tailoring.� It had never been his
favorite. He dressed quickly, pulling the sleeve over the burning Dark Mark on
his arm and fastening the cuff with the ease of long practice before glancing
over at his reflection in the mirror.

�You should be ashamed of yourself,� a muffled voice
informed him.

He looked over at the top of a nearby bookshelf where an old
photo album was perched, nearly forgotten.�
�So you�ve remembered about the album, have you? Congratulations,� he
said evenly.� Reaching up to bring it
down, he flipped it open to find his elder brother wiping at the frame
irritably.

�You could at least dust
this tatty piece of shite once in a while,� Constantine complained.

�I thank you for reminding me of this �piece of shite,� I
shall have it burned immediately. What do you want? I have somewhere I need to
be,� Lucius replied.

Constantine
ran his fingers through his close-cropped white hair.� �You�ve even got cobwebs in here�and I believe I was chastising you for being a
horse�s arse.�

Lucius stared at his brother.� �That�s quite touching that you care about
someone besides yourself�however, I must go.�

Blue eyes that were mirrors of his own gazed out at him
curiously.� �And Hermione? What of her?�

�It was necessary.��
And it had been; he had needed her upset, had needed to frighten her to
tears in order to fool Voldemort when the tyrant would use Legilimency upon
him. Ever since he had discovered that the portrait of the Black matriarch was
giving hints about his whereabouts to the other portraits in the hall upstairs,
he had been preparing; as a preemptive measure, he had sent Hermione up the
stairs where her presence would finally spur Voldemort to call upon him.� At least the spells of secrecy that the Black
family had been employing around the house at Grimmauld Place still held � Mrs. Black
could hint all she liked, but could not actually divulge its location.� Thank Merlin for small mercies.

His brother was still watching him silently, and an idea
came to Lucius suddenly.� �You�re going
to do something for me.�� Taking out his
wand, he detached the photograph currently housing his brother�s small portrait
and slipped it into the back pocket of Hermione�s discarded trousers.� �You can no longer travel to your various
portraits�mind she doesn�t throw you in the wash.�

�You can�t do this to me,� Constantine threatened.

�Of course I can � you�re a portrait.� Watch over her.�

�And what do I get
out of this?� It�s dark in here��

Lucius swung his cloak around his shoulders and pulled on
his boots, sparing a quick glance towards the pile of clothing.� �You�ll stay with her because I asked you to,
and because you�re my brother. You�ll stay with her because I can restore your
ability to visit the other side of the gallery.�
But most of all, you will stay with her because if you do not, your
portrait will be fuel for the nearest fire if I find you have neglected your
duty.�� He ignored the exasperated snort
from Hermione�s pocket and Disapparated to face his former master.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _

The fiery pain on the inside of his arm dissipated abruptly
as he Apparated directly in front of Voldemort, sweeping his robes back to
kneel gracefully with bowed head.� �My
Lord has called and I have answered,� he said smoothly, his tone belying the
fact that he was fighting to keep from hunching his shoulders � at any moment
now, he�d be hit with the Cruciatus Curse.�
Voldemort had always loved to strike at him with that particular spell
when he was least expecting it, the sadistic bastard.

Lucius stared at the hem of the other wizard�s robes as
Voldemort paced back and forth in front of him before he finally stopped and
addressed him.� �Lucius.� I would very much like to know how you came
to free of Azkaban and back in your manor, not to mention with you not even
seeking me out.�� The robes moved again,
and Lucius� muscles tensed as he waited for the Curse to hit him.� �I would also
be interested in your explanation of why you have a Mudblood in your
home.�� Something slid under the hair
ribbon and ripped it away, then moved back down to trace his jaw � Voldemort�s
wand, he noted.� �You may stand��

He rose to his feet and tossed his head to one side slightly
to make his long hair fall into place, well aware of how his erstwhile master
envied his looks.� And well he might
envy, for the years had certainly not been kind to Tom Riddle.� �My Lord,� he began with another shake of his
gleaming hair and noting how Voldemort followed the movement with his eyes, �I
needed time to recover from my ordeal in Azkaban before I was any use to you �
just as I was about to rejoin you to make our cause victorious, however, I came
across the Mudblood slut whom you�ve heard about.� I seduced the young chit � it was laughably
easy � and she is now providing me with information about Dumbledore�s� companions.�

Lucius allowed selected memories of Hermione twisting and
crying out beneath him to fill his mind, and saw Voldemort�s eyes flicker as
the Dark Wizard used Legilimency upon him to view their coupling.� Yes, he was buying it thus far�but how far
could he push it?� He firmly suppressed
all recollections of the tenderness between them and let the visions of the
current morning to surface, so that it looked as if Hermione was crying and
upset over his rough treatment of her sexually. �She�s a bit of a wailer,
actually,� he said airily as he felt Voldemort withdraw from his mind.� Hopefully the monster was satisfied now.

Well, maybe not as satisfied as he thought he would be.� �And where is their headquarters?�

�She is, unfortunately, unable to reveal the exact location
due to the Unplottable nature of their rat�s nest � but I�ll break her.� Have no fear of that.�� Sweet Merlin, what if he wanted to watch him do it? He hadn�t counted on
that.�

Luckily, this seemed to gratify Voldemort and he simply
rubbed his hands together much like some sort of villain that was in one of
Hermione�s �movies�.� Didn�t the man
realize how clich�d that sort of thing was?�
�I expect to hear of progress soon,� was all that he said before turning
away to chastise one of the Lestranges for not bringing him any new Muggles for
Nagini to eat.� Was that it? Lucius eyed
him warily and stepped back in the circle of other Death Eaters, waiting for
the inevitable moment when something painful would happen to him.� Much to his surprise, it never did � the lot
of them were dismissed with an irritated wave of a clawed hand, and he Apparated
back to Malfoy Manor.�

Glancing at the clock, he saw that it had only been four
hours since he had left � was Hermione still here, or had she left for Grimmauld Place?� ��She
would certainly be very �no, make that extremely,
angry with him once she found out that the entire scene that morning had been
staged and he had manipulated her once again to his own advantage.� Gryffindors had interesting notions of what
they expected from each other, especially their partners � they also had
notoriously fiery tempers, as he knew firsthand from dealing with his beloved
witch.� Well, he wasn�t a Slytherin for
nothing.� Changing his clothes and
looking up specific illusion spells, he gathered his cloak around him and
stepped through the Floo.

When he stepped from the main fireplace in Grimmauld Place, he
miraculously developed a limp and promptly collapsed on the hearth rug when he
saw that Severus and Hermione were just entering the room.

�Lucius!� Hermione cried, running to him and pillowing his
head on her lap.� �Oh, love � can you
hear me? Lucius?� She stroked his hair and pressed kisses all over his face,
murmuring words of love and apology, so he allowed himself a weak-sounding
moan.

�Her�mione�?� he quavered.

�Oh, I�m here�I�m here now, I�ve got you,� she sobbed,
rocking him in her arms.� Yes, this was
the life.� Severus, hidden from his view
by the mass of Hermione�s hair, suggested that she get the upstairs bedroom
ready for him and she placed a pillow under his head with a few last kisses
before she ran off.

�You should be ashamed of yourself.��

Lucius opened one eye to look up at Severus, who was glaring
down at him, and grinned at his friend.�
�I suppose I should � but, strangely, I am not.� You would have done the same,� he pointed
out.

Severus hmphed and
folded his arms across his chest. �Does he know about Lucy?�

�No � and I was surprised about that, but I think Mrs. Black
was simply too embarrassed at the very thought of a Pureblood male in a
female�s body to mention it.�� Lucius
shifted the cushion beneath his head and looked up at his friend
thoughtfully.� �We�ll have to think about
doing something to her portrait � have you been researching Unsticking Charms
as you mentioned?�

The other wizard knelt beside him, staring down at the
illusionary bruises on his face and neck.�
�Yes, and I think I�ve nearly gotten it down�what happens when she
touches one of those? I daresay you�ll have to remember each place you put
them,� he said, touching one of the purplish marks.

�Charmed them � if anyone touches them, it feels as cold as
ice so I have enough warning to prepare an appropriate reaction,� Lucius said
airily.

�Are you thinking of telling her the truth?�

Lucius arched an eyebrow.�
�Are you mad? Perhaps when I�m at death�s door and she can�t hex me for
it�but until then? Absolutely not.� I
will, I suspect, be a fast healer.�

A fresh outburst from Mrs. Black�s portrait caused them to
separate suddenly, and Hermione ran back in the room.� �Darling, how are you feeling? Let�s get you
put to bed,� she cooed, making Severus roll his eyes in disgust and start to
move away.� �Severus, would you mind
carrying him up for me? I would use magic, but I fear that might jostle him and
make his injuries worse.�

Lucius hid his amusement as Severus stamped back over and
bent down to pick him up.� �Be careful,
I�m an invalid,� he whispered when Hermione�s back was turned.

�You�ll be a corpse
if you don�t shut it,� Severus hissed back, tightening his grip painfully on
his arm and hauling him up over his shoulder.�
Lucius hit him with a nonverbal Stinging Hex and was almost dropped
because of it, the two of them waging a silent battle the entire way up the
stairs.�� He was unceremoniously dumped
onto the floor the instant Hermione turned to close the door behind them, so
let out a loud yell of pain that had his lover at his side in an instant,
scolding Severus for being so �thoughtless and clumsy.�

�Let�s get you into bed,� she told him, helping him up.� Severus shook a fist threateningly at him as
Lucius looked over Hermione�s shoulder to smirk at him as the other man left.� �Are you feeling any better?�

�A bit,� he said as she pulled the covers up around his chin.� �Now that you�re with me.�

She kissed him gently on the lips.� �Good.��
Then she sat up and slapped him so hard his eyes unfocused.� �You bastard.�

What the�?� �Hermione,
what-� he was struck a second time, on the other side of his face. �Hey!�

Her eyes were positively glowing with ire.� �I realize that all you Slytherins seem to
think that it�s great fun to �put one over on the Gryffindors� but if you.
Ever. Do. That. Again. I. Will. Do. Something. Painful. To. You,� she yelled,
punctuating each word with a blow.

Lucius reared back from her, trying to untangle himself from
the bedclothes.� �More painful than that? Ow,� he yelled when he got another
slap for his pains and a pull on his hair for good measure.� �Hermione, stop it! Ouch!�

Hermione gave his ears a final box and sat back on her
heels, regarding him with a thunderous look upon her face while he rubbed his
ears ruefully.� �I mean it, Lucius
Malfoy.� If you ever do that to me again,
you�ll pay for it.�

�I had to � he had
to believe it,� he argued, letting the glamoured bruises dissolve as he edged
away from her until his back was pressed against the headboard.

Hermione simply looked at him, crossing her arms over her
chest.� �And you just got so caught up in
your little charade that you forgot that you weren�t really hurt?�

Lucius shifted uncomfortably under her scrutiny and picked
at the coverlet with his fingers.� �Well�
can you really blame me for wanting to take advantage?� he said evasively,
giving her his best smile.� �I would have
told you��

She just looked at him.

��eventually.�

He breathed a sigh of relief when she began to smile and
crawl towards him.� Maybe she was going
to forgive him now�? His illusions of that were shattered when he got one last
slap across the face, but she made up for it by grabbing handfuls of his hair
and pulling him into a kiss.� When she
finally let him up for air, she narrowed her eyes at him � good God, hadn�t she
had enough already?� �This doesn�t mean
I�m not still annoyed at you,� she informed him, her hands falling to the front
of his shirt as she unbuttoned it and slid her fingers over his collar bone,
�but I�m glad you weren�t hurt.�

Not by Voldemort,
he thought ruefully.� He�d have his hands
full trying to calm down his wildcat�s temper, but if this was the way she
wanted to start him doing it�he�d best get on with his task.

tbc�

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