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Scenario 13: Reminders

The heavy wooden doors of Lucius Malfoy's study flung open suddenly, startling the two wizards who sat casually on a sofa discussing business. Neither man was surprised as they watched the striking blonde make his entrance. After all, Lucius was nothing if not dramatic and he had a certain flare for entering and exiting a room. He was clearly agitated, his cheekbones flushed with color and his lips pressed tightly together. He flung his light, summer cloak at a small house elf that had appeared to tend to his master, the voluminous garment shrouding the poor creature as it trembled nervously. Once his gloves were added to the pile the little creature popped out of sight with his burden and Lucius finally acknowledged the other's in the room.

"I require your assistance this evening," he announced as he took his seat.

"Good afternoon, Father," Draco said. "Why I am doing wonderfully and so is Severus, thank you ever so much for inquiring." His sarcastic tone was not lost on Lucius but the older wizard didn�t feel at all inclined to make idle chit-chat. He needed their assistance and that was far more important that frivolous conversation to break the ice.

"If you have plans for this evening they must be rescheduled," Lucius continued. Severus's brows drew together concernedly as he set aside the parchments he had been looking over when his friend had first entered the room.

"Is everything well, Lucius?" He asked, his rich baritone laced with curiosity and concern.

"No, I am afraid that it isn't well at all," he replied. "I desperately need your help...yours as well, Draco."

"What is going on? Is Hermione alright? Has something happened?" Draco asked, his annoyance with his parent set aside as worry set in.

"Hermione is fine, for now." Lucius set his cane aside and with a slight flick of his fingers a brandy decanter and snifter made its way across the room, smoothly pouring two fingers as it went. "I need you to help me infiltrate this hen party her friends are throwing for her."

"Hen party? You want us to help you infiltrate a hen party?" Snape asked incredulously. "You flounce in here like a queen in a tiff, tell us you need our help as though it were a case of life or death and worry us all because you are worried about your betroths hen party?"

"Yes," Lucius said succinctly just before he brought the glass to his lips and took a healthy swallow.

"This had better be a joke," Draco scoffed.

"Do I appear amused?" Lucius inquired. Draco stared at his father for a moment, recognized the worry and fear on his face.

"Father, hen nights are no big deal. The girls will go out to a pub or a dance club, they'll drink, they'll dance and they'll gossip and then go home. Hermione is such a prude I doubt that hers will be anything to get too excited over," Draco said placatingly.

"That would be where you are wrong, My Son. Ginevra Weasley is planning this little event. The Weasley chit is a bit of a tart...I don�t mean that as an insult, I am rather fond of her despite the mediocre gene pool from which she was spawned....but she IS a bit of a tart none the less," Lucius explained. "And my Hermione is not a prude, with all that you have witnessed I don�t know how you could possibly believe otherwise."

"I don�t understand what has you so distressed, Lucius," Snape said.

"I happen to be well acquainted with Ms. Weasley and her...proclivities. Plus I happened to over hear some of her plans," he said. His fingers began to tap on the table beside his chair in agitation. "There are naked men in her plans."

"Has it ever occurred to you NOT to eavesdrop, Lucius?" Severus asked, rolling his eyes as he relaxed once more.

"No, you get a rather valuable education from listening to other people's private conversations," he said.

"You can also hear things you shouldn't, trust me," Draco said. "I still don�t understand why you are so worked up. So, Granger's mates are going to get her a stripper...so what?"

"Stripper's weren't mentioned. The Weasley girl and that crazy Lovegood witch were discussing men. Naked men. To be exact they were talking about naked buttocks a witch could bounce a galleon off of," he said. "There will be no galleon buttocks bouncing involving my fianc�e unless I am part of it, damn it!" He slapped his hand down on the side table and rattled his glass only to look up and find his son and best friend staring at him in rapt amusement.

"So....you want Granger to bounce galleons off your arse?" Draco snickered. "Lovely imagery there...you and your witch are going to put me into an institution thanks to all the kinky images dancing around my head."

"I want the two of you to come with me to the venue for this little gathering."

"Lucius, I doubt that your fianc�e is going to be very pleased with us if we crash her party," Severus said.

"We aren�t going to crash it, per se," Lucius drawled. "I have a plan. We will arrive early, I will simply pay off their current 'entertainment' and you..." he looked at Severus with a little smirk,� will take his place."

"I most certainly will not!" Severus shouted in indignation. "Being involved with a woman half your age has obviously addled your wits if you think I am going to do such a thing!"

"Fine, you are too old anyhow...Draco, you will do it," he said, smirking.

"Why don't you do it? You are vain enough to enjoy a bunch of strange women ogling your naked person." Draco glared at his father, wondering if he had, in fact, lost his mind. He certainly wasn�t thinking with a clear head if he thought for one minute that Severus Snape was going to be willing to pretend to be an exotic dancer. Though, Draco had to admit that the mental picture was ridiculously amusing. Not that he would say it aloud, Snape was dangerous and a wicked dualist. He would find his arse kicked in short order.

"Something must be done! I simply can not sit here twiddling my thumbs while my witch cavorts with strange, naked, oiled up wizards!" Lucius raked his fingers through his hair in agitation.

�We could use your penchant for espionage,� Snape offered. �Just keep an eye on things from a distance and intervene only if it seems that things have gotten out of hand.�

�But I don�t want to go watch naked men gyrating all over the place just so that you can mind your fianc�!� Draco complained.

�You�ll do as you�re told, Draco,� Lucius said, his fine blonde brows arched high. �I think this is a fine idea, Severus.�

�You know, one of these days you are going to be eavesdropping and hear something you wish you hadn�t,� Severus said, gesturing towards the brandy decanter and pouring himself a drink. �It�s inevitable.�

~@~

Somewhere near Salisbury.....

"Where in the bloody hell are we?" Draco asked, tilting his head back so that he could try and see his surroundings beneath the heavy black hood of his cloak.

"Small wizarding town called Lumos Rouge." Snape smirked as Lucius slipped a small ogre a velvet bag of coins at the back door of a club. "You're right; the Weasley chit is a bit of a tart if she's bringing her friends here."

"I thought this place was just a rumor," Draco said, his eyes wide and his brain churning in interest. "Bloody hell, I am definitely coming back here."

"Places like this are never good whether wizard or muggle," Snape snorted. "Interesting sights to see, yes, but to play in any red light district would be essentially dipping ones wand into a cauldron of disease." He stepped inside the dark recesses of the club and pushed his hood back, the very dim light of the gas lanterns reflecting off of his glossy hair. "Have you ever seen or contracted a wizarding STD? It isn�t pleasant, far worse than anything you could get in the muggle world. In the muggle world, aside from a few that are lethal and very serious, the STDs are a minor annoyance...an infection treaded by antibiotics or an annoying recurring rash....but wizarding STDs...they are something all together. They can rot your pizzle straight off of your body."

"Why are you telling me this?" Draco asked, fear and a slight nausea suddenly overshadowing his recent enthusiasm for the sexually charged locale.

"I'm just telling you that places like this are entertaining so long as you are simply watching....but to act, well, you risk your manhood and some things...well, there is no potion I could brew that would help you," he shrugged. He turned away before a sadistic smirk lifted the corners of his mouth and watched as Lucius spoke with a small man with greasy brown hair and a rather sleazy demeanor before re-joining them.

"It seems that the girls are ensconced in a VIP suite," he said quietly. "That is the night manager over there. He is going to show us to a place where we can observe comfortably."

He said no more as the manager approached and with a jerk of his head indicated that they should follow him. A narrow passage was opened and Severus immediately noted that it was clean and free of dust and cobwebs, indicating that it was used frequently. The three of them entered, squeezing through the passage inch by inch until it opened up into a small 'room' containing three rickety chairs. The wall was solid yet transparent giving them a perfect view of the VIP suite in which the girls were celebrating.

"The painting on the wall is charmed," Lucius said, his eyes immediately locating his which in the throng of females. "We can see in like a window but all they see are men on horses with dogs chasing after a fox."

"Sounds like this club caters to voyeurs," Snape said as he took the seat beside Lucius.

"Or stalkers like father," Draco added. "Look at Granger, her face is all

flushed...she's pissed out of her head."

"This should be fun," Snape said.

~@~

"I still can�t believe you asked Lucius Malfoy to marry you," Luna Lovegood said, shaking her head. The action caused the tiny bells threaded through her hair (apparently to ward of pixies) to jingle.

"No more than I am," Hermione replied with a slight hiccup that had her giggling in reaction.

"So...is it true that you fooled around with Draco back in college?" Susan Bones asked curiously, her big brown eyes sparkling with mischievous curiosity.

Snape looked between father and son with an amused smirk, though neither man appeared to share his amusement. Lucius looked irritated and Draco looked a bit sheepish.

"Curiouser and curiouser..." he muttered.

"I can't deny it," Hermione said with a shrug. "I apparently have a weakness for reformed deatheaters."

"Well?" Susan prodded, nudging Hermione's leg.

"Well what?"

"How do they measure up?" Susan asked.

"I can't talk about that!" Hermione exclaimed, eyes wide for a moment before the world spun slightly and she closed them in response.

"Sure you can, it's just us girls and I am rather curious myself," Ginny said as she reached for the bottle of champagne on the table to refill her glass.

"Ugh...you're all harlots," Hermione snorted indelicately as she sighed in exasperation. "This goes no further," she said firmly.

"We swear, it will not leave this room!" Susan said with an excited smile on her face.

"Fine...okay...so I met Draco at a party his fraternity was hosting," she began, searching her brain for memories of that night. "I was pleasantly tipsy when I bumped into Draco. I fully expected him to hurl insults, maybe even a curse or two, but he was nice. He seemed a little lonely...he was definitely pissed. So we went for a walk that somehow ended at his flat."

Lucius�s brows lowered as he leaned forward to glower at his son around Severus.

"He kissed me, much to my surprise," she said, her lips lifting into a soft smile.

"Well, how was it?" Susan asked.

"It was nice. He has a very soft kiss. He was very tender and sweet when he kissed me, I hadn�t expected that of him," she said thoughtfully.

"What about Lucius?" Luna asked.

"Oh, Lucius is another story all together," she said, her grin widening and her eyes heating. "Lucius is a conqueror. He never lets you get a firm hold on him. One moment his kiss is slow and sweetly seductive and the next he owns you with his lips and there is nothing you can do but let him take you under."

"Wow...so go on..." Padma Patil piped in from group.

"So, we undressed each other..."

"Does he look good naked?" Ginny asked.

"He's very slim but well defined...so yes...he does...or he did...I haven�t seen him naked lately," she said.

"Wish I could say the same for the two of you," Draco snorted.

"What about his...you know...wand?" Susan asked on a rough whisper.

"It's nice," Hermione said with a little smirk. "The Malfoy's are blessed in many, many ways."

"Oh, bloody fucking hell," Lucius swore. It wasn�t like he didn�t know all about Hermione and Draco's misadventure at University, but hearing the details, including Hermione's decidedly vivid recollections, made him uncomfortable and unreasonably angry with his son.

"So....how do they compare?" Padma asked, her dark skin flushing in embarrassment.

"Well...the apple didn�t fall very far from the tree in that regard," Hermione said. Her eyes became dark and her lids grew heavy as she licked her lips. "But Lucius is definitely the Wand Master in the family."

"Now I understand why you eavesdrop all the time, this is fantastic," Severus smirked.

"Speak for yourself, Snape," Draco said. "As if it isn�t bad enough that I continually find these two shagging all over the house now I have to listen to her talk about it. Not only is she talking about it, but she is comparing me with HIM...and that's just wrong."

"I too find this all rather disturbing," Lucius said, still glaring at his son.

"That's what you get for going after a witch young enough to be your daughter," Draco smirked. "Or daughter-in-law."

"Is it weird having had both of the Malfoys?" Luna asked.

"Not really. Draco and I never...finished," she said. "We were both intoxicated and sort of fell asleep."

"Do you regret it?" Susan asked. Hermione tilted her head to the side and thought on the question a little.

"No, I don�t," she said softly. "I hadn�t had any decent experiences with sex, while we never finished what we started Draco was very sweet and very gentle and very generous with me. I think, had we not succumbed to the alcohol, that it would have been a lovely, satisfying experience."

�Well, it�s true�if I hadn�t been drunk I would have made it good for her,� Draco said, touched by her faith in his ability.

�Draco, you are my son and I love you very much,� Lucius said through clenched teeth. �But if you are sitting over there thinking about what could have been with my witch I could easily set those feelings aside and geld you.�

�You know, I am surprised that you would admit such a thing,� Ginny said.

�Well, I doubt he would have been anywhere near the level of Lucius as a lover, but I think it would have been enjoyable,� she said as she tossed back another flute of champagne. �Alright ladies, I am royally pissed�so what�s next? And no more talk of my wizard or my soon to be step-son�s wands!�

�Then whose wand should we discuss?� Ginny laughed as she gestured towards the door.

�Well�that poses a problem�. the only ones I am familiar with that you would know aside from the Malfoy�s are your brother and Harry�s,� Hermione said thoughtfully.

�Ewww, I don�t want to talk about either one,� Ginny laughed.

�Oh wait! Snape!�

�WHAT?� A chorus of shocked female voices reverberated off of the walls.

�Well, isn�t that an interesting little tidbit,� Draco said. He looked over at his father and Severus with an arched brow and a little half smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. �You two are perverts. I can�t believe you are still playing those kinds of games with women!�

�We�re old, Draco, not dead,� Severus said. �Besides, it isn�t at all what you are thinking.�

�Isn�t it? If you aren�t playing dirty little games then how is it that Granger is familiar with your cock?�

�It�s none of your business,� Lucius growled, wondering just how loose his lusty little lush�s lips were going to get before the night was over. He chose to ignore his son�s whispered �kinky old deatheaters� comment.

�Alright, you have REALLY been holding out on me, Hermione,� Ginny said, her eyes wide. �When did you see Snape�s penis?�

�Um�a few months ago,� Hermione said, her eyes narrowing to little slits and a, what could only be described as devious, smile touched her lips. She didn�t bother to add that it had been a mental image. �All I can say is wow.�

Severus�s sadistic chuckle irritated the blondes flanking him.

�Really? Snape? You have to be joking,� Susan said, shaking her head in denial.

�Oh believe me, there is no joking when it comes to Severus,� Hermione said, her voice slurring slightly on his name. �He is�.sexy, sensual, dark and delicious.�

�I think I may vomit,� Draco said, his nose wrinkled in disgust.

�I think that maybe the US had it right with that whole prohibition thing,� Lucius muttered.

�I think that your witch fancies me, Malfoy,� Severus sneered playfully, wincing when he felt the end of a can rap against his shin.

�Snape?� Padma yelped, even years later his name induced fear.

�Oh yes, he is�mmmmm,� Hermione closed her eyes and let her head fall back. �He can do things inside your head�.any fantasy you want�.sooooo good.�

�You are out of your mind,� Ginny laughed. �Your Lucius is turning you into a bit of a sexual deviant.�

�Mmmhmmm,� she responded tiredly. She jumped when the door slammed open and banged against the wall. A large and imposing man wearing Auror�s robes and fedora pulled down low over his forehead stepped inside.

�Hermione Granger?� The intruder inquired in a deep, authoritative voice.

�Yes?� She replied drunkenly.

�Ma�am you are under arrest,� he said, withdrawing his wand and casting a simple containment spell that lashed her to her chair.

�What did I do?� She asked in drunken confusion. �What�s the charge?�

�Cavorting with a convicted death eater,� he said, leaning in close and flicking the brim of his fedora so that it slid back and revealed a pair of big chocolate brown eyes and smooth olive skin. �And for excessive lustful thoughts.�

Loud music with a heavy, pulsing beat filled the air and the Auror stood straight up and with a sultry smirk began to move his body to the music. A chorus of cheers from the others present went up as the evening�s entertainment got under way.

�See, I told you!� Lucius said, rising quickly from his chair. On the other side of the wall the �Auror� removed his belt and flung open his coat to reveal smooth, heavily oiled skin bulging with muscle. �Oh bloody hell.�

The Auror stripped down to nothing but a pair of very brief silver briefs and his fedora. He moved around the room, grinding and pumping his hips while the various women fondled his chest and arse. As his time drew close to a close he focused all of his attention on the bride to be, straddling her lap while he thrust his silver covered groin very close to her face.

�Enough!� Lucius shouted just before he vanished from sight with a loud, ringing clap.

�This isn�t good,� Draco said.

�It will be fine. I think a little bit of jealousy will do your father good,� Severus smirked.

The Auror was mid-grind when another large presence entered the room with a loud, thundering boom thanks to his anger. The dancer looked back over his shoulder but caught only the briefest glimpse of platinum hair before he felt the snake end of a walking stick whack his temple.

�Lucius! What are you doing here?� Hermione asked, her head tilted to the side as he released the spell binding her to the chair. �Are you going to dance for me as well?�

�No, I am here to save you,� he said as he pulled her to her feet and then unceremoniously tossed her over his shoulder. He looked down at the ginger beauty smirking up at him and gave her a pointed look. �You, are a little tart.�

�Awww�.that�s so sweet of you to say, Lucius,� she said, reclining back in her chair and crossing her legs as she stared at him boldly.

�You are lucky that I am rather amused by your antics most of the time else I would forbid Hermione from socializing with you,� he said, shifting his burden, who was currently lifting his robes and fondling his backside for all to see.

�I�d love to see you try and forbid Hermione from doing anything,� she said. �I�m sure that it would be quite something to see.�

�I pity the man saddled with you for life,� he said with a grin before he popped out of sight with his drunken fianc� in tow.

�Where do you think he went?� Draco asked.

�Who cares? He�s going to sober her up and they will end up rutting like animals well into the night,� Snape said rolling his eyes. �Come with me, Draco, I know a place around the corner that offers some very interesting entertainment.�

�How interesting?� Draco asked as he rose to follow Snape back down the narrow passage.

�You�ll never look at fountains the same way again�.�

~@~

Lucius reappeared in the back garden of his manor with his giggling bride to be. He had intended to go straight to their bedchamber but thought that perhaps the cool evening air might help with the sobering up process. Besides that, the witch had been fondling his arse the entire time he had been trying to focus on the apparation spell. They were both very lucky that they hadn�t been splinched.

He tossed his wriggling, giggling bundle onto a brightly patterned canvas hammock strung between two shade trees, watching as she closed her eyes and groaned at the motion. He called for a servant and wasn�t at all surprised when a small elf appeared with a sober-up potion already clutched his hand. He never understood how they always knew what was needed but was grateful as he took the phial and approached the witch now singing, badly, You Are My Sunshine.

�Drink this,� he said, thrusting the small phial of orange liquid in her general direction.

�Is it more champagne?� She asked as she toed off her strappy shoes and flexed her toes with a sigh reminiscent of the ones he often heard after sex.

�No, you don�t need any more champagne,� he said. He used his thumb to pop the cork on the potion. �You have no tolerance for drink, My Sweet. Your divulgence of all your secrets was quite disturbing.�

�It was just a little girl talk,� she said. �Don�t be angry.�

�I�m not angry�but you were a very naughty girl, Hermione,� he said softly. �You promised me no men.�

�But Ginny didn�t�the dancer was her idea,� she said grinning. �Did you see his muscles? They were huge! And his silver underwear....I can�t imagine you in silver underwear,� she giggled. He felt the light touch of her toes slowly climbing along his inseam. �But you don�t particularly care for underwear, do you?�

�Your tarty little friend is making you bold,� he smirked, trying to be upset but failing as she peered up at him with such innocent seduction in her eyes.

�You are making me bold,� she whispered huskily. �Kiss me, Lucius.� He leaned over her, bracing his weight on one hand while he touched his lips to hers lightly. She closed her eyes, sighing softly with her lips moist and parted. He took that opportunity to pour the potion into her mouth before sealing their lips together and forcing her to swallow. When he pulled back he watched as the magic did its work and the cloudy haze of intoxication cleared.

�Feel better,� he asked.

�You ruined my party,� she pouted. �And my buzz.�

�Your buzz? You spent the last few hours discussing me, my son AND my best friends genitalia with your mates and you are worried about the fact that I ruined your buzz? Your high morals are slipping, my love,� he smirked.

�It must be the fact that I am surrounded by deatheaters,� she snapped. �What are you doing?� she asked as the tips of his fingers began stroking the side of her throat.

�You were talking about my son�about how nice it would have been had you completed your activities years ago,� he said, his fingers sliding into the deep V of her neckline. �I�m going to wipe those thoughts right out of your head.�

�Well, we certainly can�t do that out here,� she said softly. �Let�s go upstairs to our bed.�

�No�we most certainly can do that right here,� he said just as his fingers curled around her breast and squeezed. Her whimpering gasp elicited an evil grin from him. She never failed to respond to him, even as she protested. Her nipple peaked, hard and pebbled against his palm. �You want me, don�t you?�

�Not in the garden,� she protested. Her denial held no sway however as she arched her back and moaned into his touch when he pinched her nipple.

�Liar,� he chuckled. The soft jersey knit of her dress was easy to stretch out of his way, revealing the smooth globe of her breast. Her ivory skin was luminescent in the moonlight, the dark rouge of her aroused nipple contrasting with the light flesh around it. It reminded him of a cherry atop vanilla ice cream and his mouth watered for a taste.

He wasn�t in the mood to be the gentle seducer. Frustration and unreasonable jealousy pulsed through him at a terrifying pace leaving no room for any thought other than to stake his claim. He lowered his head and sucked the tight nipple into his mouth, drawing on her hard and rhythmically. She cried out in both pleasure and surprise at his sensual assault.

�Lucius!� She was unsure, nervous and a bit frightened by the intensity of the man she loved whole-heartedly. He released the nipple with one last firm suck and stood to stare down at her sprawled sideways in the hammock.

�Reach above your head and hold on to the side of the hammock,� he said. The sultry, slightly violent glitter in his eyes made her obey without argument. He really was upset by the party and the things she had said.

�Lucius, it was just girl talk�you shouldn�t have been listening,� she said, her voice wavering nervously as he withdrew his wand.

�I shouldn�t do a lot of things,� he muttered as he aimed the ebony wand at the ropes holding the hammock suspended between the trees. Golden light streamed out of the tip and wound around the ropes. They creaked as they drew tight, coiling around the tree trunk further and raising the hammock with Hermione still stretched across it. When he was satisfied with the height he released the spell and put his wand away, his eyes never leaving the woman in front of him. He was so vulnerable to her that it scared him and in turn angered him.

�What are you going to do to me?� She asked breathlessly as he shrugged off his robes, allowing them to pile carelessly on the grass at his feet.

�Whatever I want. You�re mine, remember?� He said darkly as he began to loosen the buttons on his grey cotton shirt.

�I know that I am yours, Lucius, you know that I am yours�you don�t have to prove it to anyone,� she whispered, licking her lips when he flung the sides of the shirt apart and she could see the soft ripple of his stomach muscles.

�No, I think you need a little reminder,� he said, slowly undoing his belt. Her eyes never left his hands and he doubted that she realized the hungry look on her face the moment he released the straining length of his arousal. �No matter what you may think, my love,� he said as he pushed her skirt up her thighs to bunch at her waist. �It will never, ever, be as good with any other wizard as it is with me.�

�I know that,� she croaked, her stomach tightening involuntarily when he curled his fingers beneath the lacy band of her knickers and tugged them a bit roughly over her hips and down her legs.

�Do you?� He demanded as he drew her legs up to drape over his arms. The position opened her wide to his gaze and his cock twitched at the sight of slick moisture shining on smooth, swollen flesh. He moved his hips, settling the length of his erection between the plump petals of her sex. He rocked his hips slowly, torturously stroking the tight bud of her clitoris with his shaft. �Do you really know?�

�Yes�oh yes�� she groaned, her back arching as she tried in vain to move against him, to increase the contact. He drew his hips back, the thick head of his cock dragging along her sensitive flesh and then dipping barely an inch inside her. Thick, pearly cream eased the teasing entrance and coated the crown of his shaft. Her frustrated moan was amusing and somewhat soothing to his wounded pride. �Please, Lucius!� she begged.

�Please, what?�

�Just take me, please, don�t torture me,� she sobbed in frustration, �I�m yours, without a shadow of a doubt I am yours.� With her legs still draped over his arms he grasped the edge of the hammock and gave it a rough jerk towards him, his shaft impaling her to the hilt as a result. �OH. MY. GODDESS!� She screamed, her eyes wide.

�What do you think?� He asked cockily as he pushed the hammock back and then drew it forward once more, stroking her on his cock. �They make special harnesses just for this,� he whispered hotly. �We could have one installed in our bedchamber if you like,� he said, continuing with the pushing and pulling of the swing, fucking her steadily without moving an inch. �But I think I prefer getting creative with what we already have.�

�I think�oh�I think you are a deviant,� her eyes rolled back as he began swinging the hammock harder and faster, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the other side.

�But?� He growled, barely restraining his release as he lost himself in a creamy heat between her thighs.

�But�� She opened her eyes and whimpered softly. �I love you anyhow.� He let go then, unleashing his passion as he combined his swinging of the hammock with steady thrusts of his hips. It was awkward for a moment as he struggled to find the right rhythm but it didn�t take him long. Soon she was moaning and crying out into the night, frightening the peacocks and swans that roamed his property.

He closed his eyes, savoring the feel of hot, tight flesh parting and giving way to the heavy length of his sex. The heady scent of their combined passion wafting around them, the soft tickle of sweat beginning to roll down his spine. It was intoxicating, more so than the champagne his love had over-indulged in earlier. He had thought to prove his ownership over her but as her cries rose and the walls of her pussy began to flex and convulse around him in release he wondered just exactly who owned who.

His balls drew up tight and he felt the prickling burn of his release. He thrust hard and deep, her answering whimper making him wonder briefly if it were pleasure or pain that she felt as he pumped his offering deep inside her, filling her, marking her, once more giving her all of himself. His knees began to shake and his legs weakened. She released her death grip on the hammock and reached for him.

�Come here,� she whispered. He withdrew and let her legs down easy as he tugged his trousers back up around his hips before climbing up onto the hammock.

�What the�.oh bloody fucking hell!� he shouted as the hammock twisted awkwardly beneath his weight and flipped them both out onto the grass, he on his back and she slightly to the side but mostly on top of him. Hermione�s laughter echoed around the garden as she looked down at him.

�So the great Lucius Malfoy isn�t always smooth,� she laughed and leaned in to kiss his lips lightly before settling down to rest her head on his chest.

�It wasn�t me, it was the stupid hammock,� he grumbled, his hand coming up to stroke her curls.

�You didn�t find it so stupid moments ago,� she said, yawning softly.

�No�I certainly didn�t,� he said, his eyes drifting closed. �We should get up before things start biting us in the grass.�

�Not yet,� she said, snuggling closer. �Your jealousy was very sweet despite it being rather embarrassing to be carried off from my own party.�

�You didn�t seem embarrassed at the time, in fact you were so occupied with fondling my backside that I don�t think you noticed much of anything,� he said sleepily.

�It�s a fine backside,� she said. �But you never need to worry yourself over what I am doing, where I am or who I am with. It�s only you, Lucius, always.�

�I know that, love, but the occasional reminder doesn�t hurt anything.�

~@~

No, I havent forgotten about this story. I told you all that it was something I would add to over time =) I often write a bunch of one shots when I am at the climax stage/end of a fic for stress relief�that is where I am now =) trying to finish up a multichapter fic and needing a bit of a break! Hope you enjoyed! Don�t worry, I have something planned for Lucius�s stag night =)

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