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Secret Bliss	By : InfernalParadise Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 7081 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Happy Halloween to everyone. :)
Took me quite some time to post chapter 13, but I'm in the progress of finishing the story, so it shouldn't take more than about 3 more weeks until it's finally done. Be warned, though: from now on, it will get only darker and more depressive...
As usual, nothing and no one belongs to me except for the plot and Vivienne.

Reviews would be appreciated. Thx. :)

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Chapter 13

Family Dinner

Evening broke in, and I grinned to myself as I watched Lucius glancing at the antique clock in the library, counting the minutes until his son and Hermione would arrive.

"One minute late", he finally mumbled in anger, but rose to walk to the door with me. After a more or less formal greeting, Lucius showed them the way into the dinning room, but kept us behind the young couple to lower his lips to my ear.

"Are we going to play the sensible pair, or should they rather catch us making out on the couch next door while they think we�ve just left to get the wine?", he seductively grinned.

"Be nice, Lucius", I warned him although we had gotten through this many times before.

"You disappoint me. Where�s your sense for adventure?"

"It�s right next to me, and if I did a thoughtless move now, I doubt we would even make it to the next couch."

"Please don�t move, honey", Lucius laughed, but I heard the tone in his voice that showed he truly had to get himself under control again or Hermione and Draco would be even more embarrassed than us.

Lucius did actually behave nicely during dinner. I had to kick him in the shin only four times (although once I did it out of pure joy because I loved the way he suppressed a wince every time), concentrating on pressing my foot against his afterwards which made him suppress a few other sounds only harder. When dessert was served and Hermione and Draco shared a short kiss, Lucius glanced at me from the side with a look that told me he would ravish me right in front of their eyes if I didn�t cease to touch him � even if it was only his foot. With a soundless sigh of frustration I retreated from him, trying to pay attention to Draco�s words.

"Mother said she liked your Christmas gift although it wouldn�t have been necessary, of course. By the way, what did you get each other?"

"Nothing", Lucius replied.

Both Draco and Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing?"

"Vivienne was busy recovering, and I was busy� well�"

Oh, I so knew that look on Draco�s face. It said In other words, you�ve been busy shagging like rabbits, although he would have never dared to say it aloud. The reason why Lucius and I hadn�t gotten each other Christmas gifts was exactly that reason, though. We had been so busy to explore our newfound relationship that we hadn�t wasted a single thought on the fact that it had been Christmas a few days ago. Besides, we used to give each other little gifts here and there anyway, so we hadn�t seen a necessity to celebrate that feast differently than in bed (and at some other locations, of course).

Finally, Lucius broke the embarrassing silence by rising to get a bottle of wine. Draco waited until his father was out of sight and leaned slightly forward then, with one hand holding a folded letter out to me.

"Molly Weasley sent us this yesterday evening. They�re having a big party at the Weasley�s place for New Year�s Eve."

"Why didn�t she just send it with an owl to us?"

"Well", Hermione shrugged uneasily, "Molly wasn�t sure where you�re staying at the moment."

"You say that as if the letter includes some problem."

"It does", this time, Draco had an amused grin on his face, "She invites you to their party. And she insists on bringing your boyfriend along."

"Oh my�"

"Exactly", he nodded.

"Exactly what?", Lucius� voice made all three of us jump in our seats.

"The Weasleys are having a party for New Year�s Eve, father. And Mrs. Weasley wants Vivienne to come with her boyfriend."

For a second I worried that Lucius might drop the expensive bottle of wine in his hand, but he found his self-control the next instant with an arrogant sneer.

"Maybe Vivienne doesn�t have one."

"Molly is not that stupid, father. She knows that there�s someone hardly anyone else knows about except for Hermione and myself."

"You can�t honestly expect me to go to this� place", Lucius replied calmly, but his disgust for the Weasley family and their home was too audible in his voice.

"Trust me, you don�t want to anger Molly Weasley", Hermione spoke up all of a sudden, "She made quite clear that you better bring your boyfriend along. And we all know what it means to start an argument with Molly."

"The last time I looked, most people knew what it meant to start an argument with a Malfoy".

"Father, please�"

"I don�t even consider the possibility to go there, Draco. And I do not wish to be bothered with this topic anymore as long as you are in my house."

Arrogant bastard. But suddenly Lucius turned his gaze on me, raising one eyebrow in astonished anger. I hadn�t said those two words out loud for sure, yet somehow he must have heard them (or at least sensed them).

"Thank you for not even asking once what I think about this", I took the bottle from his hand and opened it, "Wine anyone?"

Lucius leaned back in his seat and watched how I filled all our glasses except for his own. It must have been a terrible disgrace for him that I actually dared behaving like that in front of his son and especially Hermione.

"I�ve never had red wine before� we used to drink just the white one at home on special occasions�"

"It�s about time then, Mrs. Granger", Lucius let Hermione�s smile and joy about the glass of wine disappear with his cold voice, "Malfoys only drink red wine. We even make it ourselves � an old family tradition."

"Why only red wine, Mr. Malfoy?"

"It makes us� supreme", Lucius sent an utterly sinister smile across the table that ceased the very second I spilt my full glass on his clothes. His left hand shot forward to close around my wrist and pull me up.

"Excuse us for a second", he faked a smile before dragging me behind him out of the room into the kitchen, closing the door behind us and putting a silence charm on it.

"How dare you?", he snapped at me while inspecting his clothes.

"No, how dare you, Lucius? You�ve never even asked what I think about Molly�s letter!"

"For fuck�s sake, forget that stupid letter!"

"You�ve used the word fuck�"

"I can use whatever the fuck I want to use, damn it!"

"Language, Lucius. You�re not behaving very aristocratically at the moment."

"Oh, I hate you", he growled before pushing me against the cupboard behind us, his lips crashing against mine. One of the house elves dropped a couple of clean plates as it entered the kitchen and saw us there, the loud sound causing Lucius to pull away from me.

"Are you out of work?", he snapped at the speechless elf that hurried away as if its life depended on it. After ending his loyalty towards Voldemort, Lucius had agreed on freeing his house elves officially, yet most of them had decided to stay when they had been offered money, clothes and food for their work in the manor. So far, however, not one of them had caught us making out or in a situation like that.

"We must have scared the poor thing to death."

"Nonsense", Lucius shook his head, "they must have heard us many times before already. It�s not like we always use silence charms."

"Why do you do that?"

"Because I tend to get distracted once we start making out�"

"No, why do you behave like that, Lucius? Draco is your son, and Hermione is most probably going to be his wife one day. But you act as if he�s still some teenager."

"I�m not good at being nice to others. You should know best. Besides", Lucius sighed in frustration, "I can�t do this. They will stay overnight here which is already bad enough. But to sit at a table with them� it makes me angry to look into their happy faces. How can anyone be so free from worries?"

"You wouldn�t mind us being like that, either."

"But we aren�t free from worries, Vivienne. Why should they have it all when we get so little from life?"

I knew what he meant. Why should they marry in public with anyone knowing it when our relationship had been damned to secrecy from the very first day on? Why should they laugh carelessly when there was so much sorrow on our minds? And why should they have children one day when we would be denied that luck? It wasn�t jealously that caused those questions. It was nothing but fairness of life: Why should they be happy when Lucius was the one who needed happiness more than anyone else, deserved it more than anyone else after all that had happened in the past? Dumbledore would have some wise words for our situation, as usual, but in fact there weren�t words that actually helped improve two lives. Words would never do � no matter how pretty or old they were.
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