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Polyjuice	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 32326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: To Mamacita — Thanks for being the best beta ever!
Werewolfhime — Sorry for making you hyperventilate twice, but you know I’m going to give Lucius some grief. He’s a tough guy he can take it — after all, he’d need to be tough to put up with being married to Hermione Granger! *LOL* Oh, and I’m really chuffed that you’re proud of me. Thanks.
Catysmom, Avanell and Heidi191976 — Thank you for the reviews. I’m really glad you’re enjoying it.
Hilda Malfoy — I think at least one of your questions will be resolved shortly.
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The Eloquent Quill — Welcome. Poor Lucius — although maybe not so poor Lucius. After all, he always has a plan.
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Lucius thought long and hard after he left Hermione. He still hadn’t been able to get her to accept him as the father of her baby because she didn’t think it was fair to him. He had tried to persuade her otherwise but to no avail.
She and her friends were trying to work out who the culprit was. He’d had to laugh when Hermione told him that Weasley had suggested Severus as a possibility because he had been nice to her since finding out she was pregnant. The problem was if they kept digging they might accidentally strike gold.
He was still worried that Hermione’s increased closeness with Weasley would have him offering to look after her once the baby was born and that because of their history she might just accept. That couldn’t be allowed to happen. She belonged to him.
Lucius had spoken to Narcissa and explained his feelings, although he obviously hadn’t mentioned exactly who he was in love with nor what he had done to be with her, and the two of them had agreed to divorce. This wasn’t really a surprise. They had lived separate lives for the last fifteen years, and he was sure Narcissa had at least one lover.
He had made an appointment to see his solicitor tomorrow when the wheels for the divorce would be set in motion. By the time the baby arrived Lucius would be able to legitimately claim that he and his wife were separated.
But all this intrigue was beginning to take its toll on him. He was Hermione’s confessor but he had no one that he, in turn, could talk to. That had to change. He decided to take his oldest friend into his confidence. Severus might be shocked by Lucius’ confession, but he was sure the Potions Master would protect his secret.
Lucius arrived at the school on the pretext of having bought yet more Quidditch equipment for the Slytherin team and ‘decided’ to pay Severus a visit while he was there. He had been half-hoping to run into Hermione, wanting to see what her reaction to him as himself would be, but then he remembered her hatred and wondered how he would react if his goddess of a lover was openly hostile to him. However, he never saw her and soon found himself in Severus’ office.
They had exchanged the usual pleasantries, discussing old friends . . . and enemies . . . and then Lucius moved on to the purpose of his visit.
‘I understand you’ve been very friendly towards Hermione Granger recently, Severus,’ he said, his voice a bored drawl.
Snape looked at him with calculated interest. What was Lucius’ sudden interest in Hermione? Was it possible that it was Draco who had taken the Polyjuice potion and Lucius knew of it?
Hermione had told Snape about the Polyjuice potion when she had come to make some more backache potion, and Snape had to agree with her assessment that it was probably a Slytherin. However, he wasn’t sure how many people other than Hermione had the skill to brew Polyjuice potion. It was a hard draught to get right and he wasn’t sure anyone in his House was up to it, not even Draco Malfoy, although the boy could certainly afford to buy it ready made.
However, he also agreed with Hermione that it was unlikely to be Malfoy, but although he had attempted to look for clues himself, so far he had come up with nothing. But the fact that Lucius knew he had been dealing with Hermione meant that Draco had obviously told him. And that could only mean one thing.
‘I have merely helped the girl. She’s going through rather a rough time at the moment.’
‘Yes, I know,’ Lucius replied. ‘She’s pregnant. When is it due?’
Snape frowned. So it was Draco who had impregnated Hermione. ‘I believe sometime towards the middle of July. After her exams, fortunately. She was most worried that she was going to miss them.’
Lucius nodded sagely then looked at Severus, the strain showing on his face.
‘Severus, I am the father of Hermione’s baby.’
Snape stared at Lucius in shock, not understanding what he was hearing.
‘What? But how?’
Lucius shrugged. ‘Polyjuice potion, as she worked out. But it was never meant to be a one-off. I made a mistake, called her a Mudblood without thinking, and she ran away.’
Snape scowled. ‘But why did you do it? You’ve always hated Miss Granger.’
Lucius laughed abruptly. ‘Oh yes, I hated her since the first time I met her in Flourish and Blotts in her second year. She was an obnoxious child, far too full of herself — a real know-it-all.’
Snape couldn’t help but chuckle at Lucius’ description. He, too, had felt that way about Hermione for years.
‘All the time I had to put up with Draco whining about this Mudblood who kept beating him at everything. It drove me mad, and I was determined to see her brought low. Until the end of the last school year. And then I saw Hermione as she really is: not an annoying child, but a beautiful and intelligent woman dragged down by her stupid friends.
‘I realised that I didn’t hate her. I lusted after her. Oh, Severus, it was a nightmare. For months I dreamt of her, fantasised about her, daydreamed about her. All that over a Mudblood. By the time school started again I was desperate to see her, wondering if there was any way I could get her alone, even for a few minutes.
‘When I saw her at the Quidditch match I knew I’d do anything to get her into bed, and watching her with Weasley gave me the perfect idea. It was clear that she adored him, and if I became him then she would adore me. And with any luck, I’d be able to make love to her.’
Lucius laughed once again. ‘I thought you’d realised — you must have picked up some of my thoughts at the match, I know. I had to block you with Occlumency.’
Snape nodded. ‘I did get something, but I assumed it was just the old hatred you’d always shown towards the Golden Trio.’
Lucius laughed. ‘Oh, I hated Potter and Weasley. Especially Weasley. He had an opportunity with the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts and was too stupid to even realise it, or wasn’t interested . . . but I can’t believe that’s the case. Anyway, I engineered that scuffle with the boy purely to get some of his hair for the potion.’
He smiled almost wistfully. ‘And it worked like a dream. I came into the school using my Invisibility Cloak, took the potion, and became Weasley. I intercepted Hermione on the way to the Library and pulled her into an alcove for a rather delightful snogging session. Actually, Severus, you almost caught us.’
Snape’s eyebrows rose at this comment but he said nothing. It was clear his friend needed to get this off his chest — and no wonder, if he had been going through it alone for the last seven months.
‘Because of you the session was cut short, but I managed to convince her to meet me at the Room of Requirement. Once there I turned on my considerable charm and the lovely Hermione was mine.’
Lucius clasped his hands together, now looking grave.
‘And that’s when it all went wrong. I tell you, Severus, Hermione was even more wonderful than I’d ever imagined. All my fantasies were nothing compared to the reality of being with her. And when she gave herself to me I was overwhelmed. Stupid fool that I am, I used that bloody word — and she was gone.’
Lucius appeared distressed.
‘I’d been expecting to make her want me as much as I wanted her, thus assuring repeat visits, but in one stupid moment I ruined everything.’
‘So how did you find out she was pregnant?’ Snape asked curiously. ‘She kept it quiet to all but her closest friends until a few weeks ago.’
Lucius sighed deeply. ‘Oh, my friend, this is a secret that I share only with you. It’s been so hard to keep, but the enormity of it is tearing me apart. That’s why I had to come to you.’
He took a sip of his tea.
‘After Hermione ran away from me, I went home and brooded about it for quite some time. I ruminated over that fact that I’d found someone so wonderful — so perfect — and then tragically lost her.
‘I’d taken some of her hair during our lovemaking. I’d taken it as a keepsake originally, but with Hermione gone and with no chance to see her again, I had to use it, getting my women to look like her. But it wasn’t enough. I still needed the real thing.
‘I wasn’t prepared to give up. I wasn’t going to let her go. I found a Muggle, a good-looking boy, and borrowed from him to give me a new persona with the Polyjuice potion. I called myself Simon Caldwell and fashioned myself as a Hufflepuff, then came back to the school and set to work seducing my beautiful Hermione all over again.
‘At first, I met her in secret. I couldn’t be seen; I wasn’t a pupil and didn’t want to get caught out.’ Lucius chuckled. ‘It was easy. She’d argued with Weasley, and although they’d made up she was spending more time away from him and Potter. I befriended her, then seduced her, and soon we were lovers. It was exquisite and I worked hard to ensure that I didn’t make the same stupid mistake as before.
‘And then one day she told me she was pregnant. She was breaking up with me because she was going to give Ron the chance to be a father to my child. Can you imagine how I felt, my beautiful Hermione having my baby and yet she was going to give herself to that poverty-stricken blood-traitor? Of course, Weasley denied having anything to do with her. It was perfect — it led her straight back into my waiting arms.
‘Severus, I don’t know if I’ve made you realise yet that I am completely in love with Hermione. What started as lustful infatuation has turned into deepest desire and love. I fully intend to marry her. I’ve already started divorce proceedings with Narcissa in preparation for the occasion.
‘But then she made up with Weasley, thanks to blasted Potter’s intervention, and she discovered Weasley wasn’t the father — and then made the Polyjuice connection. Fortunately, so far she hasn’t suspected me, but it can only be a matter of time. She commented on how she’d never seen me in classes, and so on, so I had to risk exposure by going to the Great Hall and into corridors between classes. I am her friend and lover; she tells me everything. Did you know that Weasley suspected you for a while?’
Snape looked shocked at this revelation. ‘Me? But why?’
‘Because you’ve been kind to Hermione since she got pregnant. He decided it was because you had an unnatural interest in her. Don’t worry, Hermione knows it wasn’t you.’
Snape silently observed his friend for a few seconds. The confession had been shocking. He wasn’t sure what was worse: what Lucius had done to Hermione or the way he had done it. It was clear that he really was convinced he was in love with her, but there was no way the girl would ever accept him. In fact, Severus was certain that she would be completely mortified if she found out who the real father was.
‘Lucius, you have to stop this with Hermione,’ he advised urgently. ‘You know it can’t continue. Break it off with her immediately.’
Lucius shook his head. ‘I can’t stop, Severus. I love her. And I’m not willing to let her go. I only told you because it was eating me up.’
‘So what are you going to do?’ Snape asked.
‘I don’t know,’ Lucius admitted sadly.

Lucius had had enough. Time and time again he had tried to get Hermione to accept him as a father to her baby and each time she had rejected him. Rejected him for the best of reasons, or so she thought, but it was driving him mad. And to make things worse, the Weasleys were getting ready to pull her into their lives and away from his.
It had started one morning when she received a letter, which Lucius, watching from the shadows of the Great Hall, saw filled her with emotion. When they met later she told him how she had received a letter from Molly Weasley giving Hermione her full support and an offer of help after the birth of the baby. Apparently, Molly had taken pity on the poor girl after her son had told her about Hermione’s ‘Polyjuice ordeal’ and insisted that she go and live with them at the Burrow. It appeared that Ron was happy about this development and Hermione, too, seemed pleased with the way things were going.
Lucius was not.
He had no intention of letting Hermione go to the Burrow. She was his lover and would be his wife, and he was prepared to do everything in his power to stop her from leaving him. He had intended to wait until after her exams were finished and then reveal himself to her, giving her a few weeks to get used to the idea before the baby was born, but now he couldn’t wait. He had to act, and the next Hogsmeade weekend would be the perfect time.
When he saw Hermione that night he asked her to go to Hogsmeade with him; there was a trip scheduled for Saturday.
‘Oh, I don’t know, Simon,’ she replied. ‘To be honest, it’s getting hard to walk and Hogsmeade seems like such a long way away.’
Lucius smiled. ‘I know, but you need the exercise, love. I don’t care how slowly we walk. We can take all day if you want. It’ll just be nice to get out of school for a while.’
Hermione finally agreed to at least take a walk and Lucius’ heart soared. All he needed to do was to get her outside the restrictive grounds of Hogwarts and he could put his plan into action.

The sun was shining and it looked as if it was going to be another lovely day. Hermione was happy as she ate her breakfast. For once everything seemed to be going right. She was glad she had accepted Simon’s offer to go to Hogsmeade. He was right: the walk would do her good. And he was so considerate that she knew he would make sure she didn’t overtire herself.
Ron and Harry came in from the Quidditch pitch, where they had been doing some early morning practising to be in readiness for the final match the following week. She smiled at the boys as they sat down opposite her.
‘Good practice?’
‘Yes,’ Harry replied. ‘I think we’re ready to beat Ravenclaw. Ron played particularly well this morning.’
Ron merely nodded. He had already started stuffing himself with food.
‘We’re going to Hogsmeade later. Do you want to come?’ Harry asked.
Hermione shook her head. ‘No, I don’t want to hold you up. It’d take me all day to walk down there. I might just go for a little walk later, as it’s a nice day. Do you think you can get some fudge for me from Honeyduke’s while you’re there?’

Hermione walked slowly towards the gate, enjoying the warm sunshine that was tempered with a gentle breeze. She was glad the baby was only a few weeks away now. She would hate to have to be carrying it during the searing heat of August. Without thinking, she wrapped her hands around her belly as she walked, feeling the child stir within and she smiled.
Once the weather had got warmer Hermione had stopped wearing her robe; she overheated very quickly these days. Of course, it had been immediately obvious that she was pregnant, but surprisingly, far fewer people than she expected had been critical.
Most had assumed that Ron was the father and it appeared that he was too embarrassed to put them straight instead, accepting handshakes and pats on the back from all manner of people throughout the school. The only sarcastic voices were, of course, the Slytherins, Malfoy and his cronies in particular, but even they had been surprisingly quiet of late. Hermione assumed this was because Professor Snape had said something about it to them.
But she was still no nearer to finding out who had taken the Polyjuice potion. They had thought that once it was common knowledge that she was pregnant the culprit might make a move, but it appeared either the person wasn’t bothered about her being pregnant or, more likely, wanted nothing to do with the baby.
As she reached the gates she saw Simon waiting for her, a smile on his handsome face. She walked over to meet him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pulling him into a kiss, not caring if anyone saw them.
‘You’re being very bold today,’ Simon said as the kiss ended.
Hermione laughed. ‘There’s no one around.’
‘We might be seen from the castle,’ Simon pointed out.
‘Only if they’ve got binoculars,’ Hermione retorted. ‘Why? Are you worried about being seen?’
Simon gave a bitter chuckle. ‘Not me. I just thought you might be worried about what people would say. With everyone in the school thinking you and Ron are the perfect Mr and Mrs.’
‘I’m sure they don’t think that Simon,’ Hermione said carefully.
‘No? You obviously haven’t seen all the back-slapping and congratulations. I think every bloke in the school’s congratulated Ron on his good fortune.’
Hermione surveyed Simon appraisingly. He really was jealous of Ron.
‘I’m not sure being a father at eighteen is good fortune, is it? Anyway, Ron hasn’t told anyone he’s the father, people have just assumed.’
Simon shook his head. ‘I think you overestimate teenage boys, Hermione. Most of them are just impressed that Ron got his leg over with you, nothing to do with the baby.’ He took her hand and started to lead her towards the gate.
‘Let’s go. I thought we’d walk part of the way and have a picnic in that field near the river.’ He motioned to a backpack on his shoulder. ‘Full of lovely nutritional stuff.’ He smiled.
Hermione looked disappointed. ‘No chocolate, then?’
Simon laughed. ‘Yes, there’s chocolate.’
Hermione beamed and moved closer to him as they walked.
They had now been ambling slowly for about ten minutes and were out of sight of the school. Simon smiled at Hermione, enjoying her returning smile.
‘You look so beautiful today,’ he told her happily and pulled the girl into his arms for another kiss. As they kissed he retrieved his wand and quickly performed a Stunning spell on her, holding her tight to stop her from falling. Then, just as quickly, he Disapparated with Hermione still in his arms.
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