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The Conflict of Hermione Granger	By : TheLadyRed Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 18154 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15

A New Beginning

Hiking around the lake, Hermione began trying to sort through her feelings. Yes, I'm sad. But what am I sad about? Losing Ron? I think we lost each other a long time ago. I was having real feelings for Lucius, which I couldn't have had if I was still in love with Ron. I think I'm more sad about losing my circle. The loneliness that accompanies that, but there was a loneliness in living unrealized dreams, wasn't there? Staying with Ron doesn't make me less lonely, does it? It merely makes me lonely with company. I did the right thing. I did the right thing! she cheered, for the first time in the last few hours feeling some optimism.

Stumbling though some underbrush, she looked to her left and realized there was a large, unfamiliar mansion to her left. She must have stumbled off the Delacours property and onto the neighboring estate, although she knew that Wizarding families, most of them filthy rich like the Delacours, owned all these properties. She turned to leave when she realized there was a lone figure on the patio staring at her.

She pulled out her wand to cast a Sonorous and said "I'm sorry, didn’t mean to trespass! I'm just leaving! Didn't realize I had gone too far!" and embarrassed, ducked her head and turned tail in the direction she had come, when unexpectedly a familiar voice washed over her,

"Leaving so soon, Miss Granger?"

Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. Lucius? How could that be? What was he doing here? She stared at the patio and saw the glint of the platinum tresses and began to walk towards Lucius as he did the same.

They approached each other in silence, Hermione nervous as she never had been before.

They stood in front of one another for a long moment, before Lucius reached out to tuck a wayward curl behind her ear. The trail of heat where his hand had been made her stomach tighten in delicious anticipation, and she opened her mouth to speak before quickly snapping it shut again. How could she begin again? How could she make up for the things she said?

As she continued debating with herself, the powerful blonde wizard began silkily, "I hear you are a free woman, Miss Granger?"

"We're not back to this Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy business again, are we?" Hermione's aggravation was rising, despite her best efforts.

"Depends on how you answer my question," he purred back.

"Yes, I am. Ron and I are done," she responded, "what do you want me to say?"

"Then Hermione, all I want to hear you say is my name," he drawled, leaning in and lifting her off her feet, then pulling her into the most passionate kiss she'd yet experienced with Lucius.

He began moving towards the house, and then pulled back, looked at her and explained, "We're heading to my bedroom, and I'm not letting you go until I'm good and done with you. Do you have any objections to that?" he asked, his eyes lit with a playful glow as he crossed the double doors to the interior, amused as she shook her head 'no' enthusiastically.

He climbed the stairs as fast as possible, not wanting to risk Apparition when his mind was so clearly focused on something else. He kicked the door to his suite open, enjoying the reactions of the petite witch in his arms. Hermione was trembling in anticipation yet again. Lucius laid her across the bed, smirking at her. Slowly, he undressed her, kissing every available inch of skin as he did so. After pulling off her shirt, he began to worship her breasts with his mouth.

Using his tongue to circle and lave her nipples, he was delighted to see her nipples peak in excitement and he continued with his oral stimulation. Using her moans to judge what she was especially favoring, he used his lips to begin gently biting at her nipples, elicting mews of pleasure from the fiery brunette beneath him.

"I've missed you, love," he murmured against her skin, as Hermione began to feel the heat rising in her stomach.

"I've missed you too," she moaned back, "and this too," she added as she arched her hips into his, loving the feel of his rising arousal against her body.

He began pushing his hips back against hers in response, growing hard as stone watching the young witch come undone just from his caresses and kisses. Reaching down, he pulled off her jeans and knickers as fast as he could, then used his middle finger to circle her clit while he ravished her mouth. Hermione moaned into his mouth as his finger circled her, and then he added a second, flicking them back and forth. She wriggled under him, her hardened nipples tracing his chest, and Lucius lowered his fingers, and finding her already soaking wet for him, slid two fingers in and began pumping in and out slowly.

Hermione's hips began rocking in time to his thrusting fingers and Lucius lowered himself down her body, kissing his way down until he reached her mound and took her clit in his mouth. Watching Hermione close her eyes and hearing her breathing intensify, Lucius circled the button with his tongue, and then took the little nub into his mouth and sucked with ferocisity, moving his fingers faster, and Hermione hit her peak.

"Lu - Lu - Lucius!!" she cried out, a flood of her juices soaking his fingers, which he eagerly lapped up with his tongue, enjoying the deluge of her unique sweet personal essence, giving one last long lick as he finished.

Raising up to his knees, he turned Hermione over on to her stomach and chuckled quietly as she eagerly raised up on all fours, rocking her hips up to ease his entrance. Lucius knew she was ready for him, and he pushed into her with one smooth move, and they let out matching groans of ecstasy.

Lucius grabbed Hermione's hips hard, knowing she would have bruises where his hands were and knew neither would care in the morning, and began to thrust fast and hard. In the majority of their experiences together, he had been a slow, passionate lover, but he knew she was developing a taste for rough sex, which he had always enjoyed, and their time apart made him want to claim her fully.

In and out he pumped, and she began meeting him thrust for thrust, enjoying the feel of his balls slapping against her. Lucius felt his release coming, and wanted Hermione to come with him, so he reached underneath her, took hold of one breast, and began to flick her nipple, using the close proximity to her to growl, "Fuck Hermione, come for me," and with these words, her channel started pulsing around Lucius. The feel of her tightening passage brought him to his climax as well and with two more thrusts, he yelled out Hermione's name and filled her with his completion.

Rolling apart from each other, they lay next to each other, eyes closed, breathing hard. Hermione reached for Lucius' hand, finding his already in search of hers. They laid hand in hand for minutes, basking in what they had just done, and enjoying the closeness.

Turning her head and slowly opening her eyes to look at the gorgeous wizard next to her, "I've missed that," Hermione whispered.

"I've missed you," Lucius returned, watching Hermione's eyes brighten with his words.

Reaching out to slowly circle one nipple with his finger, Lucius' eyes took on a lacivious glow as the opposite nipple puckered in response, and he felt a familiar tingling in his groin. Hermione reached out to give a firm stroke to his member, wanting to go again, and Lucius closed his eyes and groaned.

Taking that as a positive response, Hermione wiggled down and used her mouth to suck him into another erection. Gazing up at him, her carnal delight evident, she was gratified to see his desire matched hers. She rose up, straddled him, and pressed her mouth to his, enjoying the closeness to the wizard she had truly missed so much.

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Lucius sat up in bed, bare chested, hands crossed behind his head, looking for all the world like the Slytherin sex god he was.

Hermione lay on her front next to Lucius, her curls splayed across the bed as she enjoyed the afterglow of the first passionate, then tender sex they had just enjoyed when she heard a noise coming from downstairs, sounding distinctly like another person in the house, and then the definite sound of footsteps headed their way.

She pulled the blanket up over her head and tried desperately to burrow down into the bed, unsure of who could be in those house, and not wanting to see anyone. Peeking up at Lucius, she saw he was completely unconcerned with the sounds of another person in the house, and his trademark smirk was beginning to cross his face.

"Draco? I thought it had to be you. What are you doing here?"

"Checking in with you," the younger Malfoy responded, now noticing the the figure in bed next to his father.

"How did you know I was here?" Lucius asked his son, trying to feign surprise at his appearance.

"Call it a hunch, but I figured you'd be close today, regardless of what you said. Did you get my owl?" Draco asked, already knowing the answer to his question.

"I did."

Hermione found herself completely lost trying to follow along with the conversation. Were they trying to be cryptic? Damn Malfoys!

"So should I even bother going next door to collect Granger or is that who's trying to hide from me in the bed?" Draco queried, now trying to bite back his laughter.

Hermione felt her face light on fire as Lucius leaned over, "I think you're being asked a question," he chuckled.

"Hi, Draco," she squeaked from under the covers, more embarrassed than she thought was ever possible.

"I'm going to go now and I'll let the concerned parties know you'll be home tomorrow," he answered, and only Lucius could see his amused eyes and trademark smirk.

Turning, Draco left the room with a last wave to his father, and Lucius felt the wards strengthen as Draco left the property.

Lucius looked down at Hermione, still buried in the covers, face burning red and asked, "Are you all right love? I'm sure you're embarrassed, but I promise you, I've walked in on him doing far worse!"

"Ugh, why did you say that? That's awful to think about!" Hermione groaned in response, covering her eyes.

"Really though, how do you feel? Are you going to be fine?" Lucius asked, genuinely concerned.

Words couldn't describe how he felt after recieving Draco's owl alerting him to the fact that Hermione had left Ron. Hope, an emotion he wasn't overly familiar with, had filled him. He began to hope that now that Hermione had left the Weasley boy, she would want to be with him. He was in love with the young witch, and was ready to make a life for her and with her, if she'd let him. He had been standing on his patio, thinking about the best way to go next door and declare himself to her, when fate intervened and sent the petite brunette tumbling onto his property and his heart soared.

He waited with baited breath to hear her response. Was she happy she had left the boy?

"I think I'm going to be more than fine, Lucius. I'm free!" She responded brightly.

Lucius' heart sank at these cheery words. She wasn't ready to take him seriously, and how could he blame her? She had just gotten out of a long-term serious relationship, obviously she wasn't ready for everything that came with being with him. He nodded quietly in response, not sure how to answer her.

Hermione looked over at Lucius curiously, sensing the change that had come over him with her words. She got up onto her knees and turned towards him, climbing over Lucius and straddling him so she could look him in the eye properly.

Brown eyes to gray ones they stared, Hermione intertwining her fingers with Lucius' as they looked into each other.

"Lucius? You know what I meant by being free, don't you?" Hermione asked.

"Of course, my dear. That you are free to be your own woman, finally. I understand." he answered stiffly.

Hermione lowered her mouth to Lucius', pressing her lips to his, slowly setting him on fire. The majority of their earlier kisses had been dominated by Lucius, but Hermione was holding the reins for this one. She bit, sucked, licked, and nibbled at Lucius, enjoying being in charge for once, moving her mouth to his throat to nip him before finally pulling away to look at him.

He looked at her steadily, his eyes slightly clouded with lust, "Yes?"

"I meant free to be with you. That is, if you'll have me?" Hermione asked, suddenly shy to be making her declaration of intent to Lucius.

"My dear Miss Granger, nothing would make me happier," he purred back at her, his heart nearly ready to burst at her sincere words.

With those warm words, Lucius pulled the little witch into his arms and began devouring her mouth with his, trying to convey all the feelings he couldn't express with his words. He knew they were in for a journey together - one that would not always be easy. Their differing ages, blood status, and past history would make being a couple together in the Wizarding World a difficult proposition, but for her, he would do anything. Move mountains and worlds if he had to. For the first time in his life, he had the love of a good woman, and he intended to make her his forever.

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A/N: So there it is, folks! I've had a blast writing this, and I hope you've enjoyed it as well! :) I'm already working on another longer LM/HG fic featuring that snarky Potions Master many of us love, and I hope to begin posting on it sometime soon. Again, thanks so much for reading - I didn't realize how much fun this could be!
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