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Shadows Of The Past	By : soldiersgirl0709 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 64110 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 16: Lucius Makes Nice

Where Lucius tries to make friends.

�Are you certain that you want to do this?� Hermione asked Lucius for the tenth time. She was standing at the kitchen sink washing Elias�s hands and face and staring at him nervously.

�Yes, I am sure, Hermione. The Weasley�s and Potter are important to you and Elias, therefore I am willing to make the effort to become�friendly.� He probably could have said more but he was extremely distracted by the snug fit of dark denim stretched across a delectable backside. Not to mention that the scooped neckline of the slim fitting knit shirt she wore was offering him tantalizing glimpses of cleavage when she moved. She looked�edible. The dusky rose color of her shirt accented her creamy complexion and the flush of her cheeks. She had her hair down, held back from her face with a wide headband. She looked young, fresh and very beautiful, he could barely take his eyes off of her.

�I feel like I should apologize ahead of time but I don�t know why.� She said while smoothing Elias�s curls back from his face. �I�m thinking you may need a haircut, young man.�

�No, I�m going to let my hair be long like Loo-she-us. His hair is cool.� Elias said, smiling over at his favorite person.

�Yes, but Lucius has straight hair and yours is curly like mine, it makes a difference.� She said, smiling down at him.

�Don�t care, I like it.� Elias flashed her a bright smile and darted out of the kitchen. As soon as they were alone Lucius moved in close and pressed his lips against hers.

�You look so beautiful right now, it�s killing me to keep my distance.� He said between kisses.

�It�s killing me too; I like it when you are close to me.� She answered back, seizing her first opportunity to say what she was thinking and hopefully make Lucius see how she felt. She slid her hands up and over his chest, her fingertips deliberately grazing his nipples beneath the fine Egyptian cotton shirt. It was taking everything in her to keep her from blushing. She had never been so bold with a male in her life. But she had also never wanted a man like she did Lucius, the situation called for desperate measures.

�Is that right?� He asked, his eyes growing heavy and the timbre of his voice going lower and rough. �How close?� He whispered, pulling her tight against the front of him so that she couldn�t mistake his reaction to her.

�How close can you get?� She deliberately pressed herself more tightly against him. Her hands were still resting over his pectorals which seemed extremely defined beneath his shirt.

�Closer than you are ready for.� His low chuckle sounded evil but she thought the fact that his hands were curved over her bottom was a good sign.

�Really? Because I sure feel ready.� She rose onto her toes, making sure to rub her breasts against him. �I feel ready every time you kiss me, Lucius. It nearly undid me when you left the other night�I�I was aching so badly for you.� Her nerves were beginning to show but she was determined that she would make him see, make him want her to the point that he couldn�t leave her.

�You weren�t the only one aching, I was in pain with wanting you.� He gave the fleshy globes of her backside a gentle squeeze and ducked his head to nibble along the tight chords of her neck. She whimpered and let her head fall back, allowing him complete access and enjoying the feel of his mouth on her.

�You know�if you would have just come back to my bedroom with me neither of us would have gone to bed in pain.� She said softly, her hands coming up to twine in his hair.

�You make me crazy.� He growled against her throat, her words were innocent and stammered in her nervousness but they affected him strongly.

�You make me w-w-wet.� She managed to get the words out without going up in a ball of flames. His reaction, however, was more than she could have hoped for. His hands tightened on her ass and his teeth scraped her neck as he pulled her up, her feet leaving the ground as he turned and sat her on the counter.

�You shouldn�t say things like that to me.� He slid his hands down, curling them beneath her thighs and bringing her legs around his waist as he rubbed up against her. �I am so gods damned hard right now it�s ridiculous.� He groaned as he let his lips travel up her throat to nibble along her jaw.

�I hear there is an easy remedy for that�you just have to come to my room�� His hand was gliding up her thigh and over her hip and she felt his hand tighten briefly before it began sliding beneath the hem of her tee. His hand was a bit cold when it landed on the smooth skin of her waist and she shuddered in his arms, her skin breaking out in gooseflesh.

�What�s gotten into you, you little vixen?� he rasped into her ear before his teeth bit into the fleshy lobe gently.

�I want you.� She answered, arching her back when his hand curved over her breast and squeezed. He had suspected that she was a passionate little thing, but he figured it would take a lot of work to get her beyond her natural sense of modesty to a point where she would let go and ride that wave of passion. Seemed he was right about the passion and wrong about the modesty part, it didn�t appear to be hindering her all that much. Though her words were stuttered and spoken with a blush to her cheeks she was making it damned clear that she wanted him.

�Do you? How badly?� He thumbed her nipple and continued to rub his aroused shaft against the heated apex of her thighs. �Are you wet right now?� She trembled and held him closer.

�Very�Lucius, please�� She was cut off by his mouth covering hers, his tongue plunging deep into her mouth to find hers. He was a bit rough but she didn�t mind, not even when their teeth clicked together as they devoured each other�s mouths, struggling to get closer to each other.

�Are we leaving yet?� Lucius jerked away from her at the sound of Elias�s voice and walked quickly out the back door, letting the crisp air of fading autumn cool him. �Why are you sitting on the sink? Did you have a boo-boo on your knee that needs a plaster?�

�Um�no�.I just�� Hermione stared at the open door and the stiff backed man standing on the porch staring out at the back garden. �I just needed to sit down�put your shoes on and we will go.� Elias let his eyes travel between them for a moment, a curious expression on his face before he turned and went to find his shoes.

When Elias was gone Hermione slid down from the counter and went to stand in the open doorway, her arms folded around herself as she shivered from the cold.

�Are you upset with me?� She asked softly, hoping she hadn�t crossed a line and pushed him away. She saw his shoulders shake and heard the sound of his soft laughter. He turned around slowly, his cheeks red from the cold and from desire. He came to her slowly and wrapped her in his arms, pulling her against his body.

�No, I�m not upset with you.� He said, looking down into her upturned face. �You make me lose my head, I completely forgot that Elias was in the other room wide awake. If he hadn�t come in�if he hadn�t come in I would be inside you right now.�

�The child has horrible timing.� Hermione muttered, a clearly disappointed expression on her face. Lucius�s laughter startled her.

�You make me smile, Hermione.� He said, cupping her chin in his hand and tilting her face up. �You and I�we are going to be so damned good together, just wait.�

�I�m ready!� They heard the sound of their son�s voice and the clomping of running feet as Elias burst through the kitchen door wearing a pair of bright blue wellies with smiling green fish all over them. He stopped and stared at his mother and Lucius for a moment. Why were they so close?

�Those are�interesting.� Lucius said as he eased away from Hermione and walked towards their son.

�Aunt Ginny got em for me! You want some? I bet they make em in big wizard size!� Elias grinned.

�I think I�ll pass, thank you though.� Lucius said, ruffling his curls. �Shall we head to the Weasley�s?�

�I bet Nana Molly made lots of food! I never went to an arrangement party before!�

�Engagement party.� Lucius said, looking back over his shoulder to wink at Hermione. �It�s been awhile for me as well, it should be fun.�

�Yeah, George will be there and he has the neatest stuff! He made the chicken get up off the plate and dance on Papa Arthur�s birthday! It was awesome! Are we going in your car?� There were times when Elias�s rapid topic changes made his head spin.

�Not today, I will take you for a drive soon, I promise.� Lucius said. �Alright�I am ready when you are!� He said, trying to make his smile seem as genuine as possible. He wasn�t looking forward to socializing with the Weasleys, but he would do it for them, for his family.

~@~

Lucius had never felt more out of place in his life as he stood in the sitting room of a very odd, very crooked old house. He had never seen anything like it before. Nothing seemed as if it actually went together. The house went straight up in some places, then sort of jutted out to the side in others, it seemed to defy every law of physics by even standing upright. Everything in the house seemed like it was patched together and from what he could gather from the conversations he had heard Arthur Weasley fancied himself something of an amateur tinker, though apparently not a very good one.

He had been stared at for hours by the members of the Weasley family as though they were waiting for him to leap up and hex them all. They didn�t stop staring until Potter invited him to play a game of Wizard�s Chess at which point they must have decided that he meant no harm because they went on about their business. Hermione had come to his rescue three different times when George attempted to make him the victim of one of his pranks. During dinner he had been aghast at what appeared to be a free for all as dishes moved in every direction and twenty conversations took place at once. It was chaos in it�s simplest form.

While the atmosphere was completely out of control the meal was delicious and he felt it only polite to approach Molly and offer his compliments. He found her standing in the kitchen elbows deep in soapy water as she did the dishes.

�I wanted to thank you for dinner, it was delicious.� He said politely as he came up beside her. Molly stopped washing the dishes and withdrew her wand, casting a washing up spell over the sink before turning to him and wiping her hands on a dishtowel.

�Thank you.� She said, her eyes narrowed. �I must admit that I am surprised you came.�

�Hermione wanted me to and I thought it time to call a truce, for her sake and Elias�s.� Lucius suspected that he wasn�t going to get off too easily with Molly.

�You ruined her life. You ruined her chance at a future with Ron.� She said with a frown.

�Hermione doesn�t feel as though her life was ruined by our son. I am sorry for what it did to her relationship with your son. However, I will not discuss what occurred between her and me with you.� Lucius said firmly. �I understand that you care for Elias while Hermione works.�

�He is a good boy and she is a very good mother, despite her poor judgment where men are concerned. She seems to think you have changed and should be given a second chance.� Molly crossed her arms over her ample bosom and began tapping her foot in irritation.

�You do not believe so?�

�I have known you since you were a boy, Lucius Malfoy. A leopard doesn�t change his spots.� She said.

�I am sorry that you feel that way.� He said quietly. He should have known better.

�Despite what happened between her and Ron, I still care very much for Hermione, I just don�t approve of her choices where you are concerned. She works hard and she has devoted herself to that little boy and somehow she manages without complaining. I will not stand for you hurting her or Elias and that is exactly what will happen when your true colors bleed through.� Molly said through clenched teeth,

�I understand how you would feel that way but you are wrong. I have changed, so much that sometimes I barely recognize myself. I care very much for Hermione and I love my son. If nothing else the fact that I am standing here letting you belittle me and my character should show you how much I care for them.� He said tightly. �I would never do anything to hurt them.�

�Her heart is tender. You and Ron are all she has known. Two very different men. You can hurt her without meaning to. Watch yourself, Lucius, because everyone else is watching you too.� Molly tossed the dishtowel onto the counter and walked away, leaving Lucius to lean against the counter and count to ten hoping to calm down before re-joining the others.

Ultimately it didn�t matter how calm he was, because he walked back into the sitting room just in time to hear Ronald Weasley telling the world�s most boring story. Unfortunately the topic inspired Elias to speak.

�So, they took us into this training room and we thought that they were gonna teach us about potions and spells to use in emergencies but instead they start teaching us muggle CPR!� He sounded somewhat horrified as he recounted his latest training in the academy. �When muggles find someone not breathing they put their mouth over the victim�s and blow air into them then they push on their chest and pump their heart for them! It�s the weirdest thing I have ever seen!�

Elias sat on the floor, his eyes wide with something akin to terror as he listened. As usual he soaked up every word like a little sponge as though it were the most interesting thing he had ever heard. Then he opened his mouth.

�Oh no!� He cried, his bottom lip quivering slightly.

�What�s wrong, Little Man?� Harry asked, laying his hand on Elias�s head and staring at him with concern.

�I think�I think my mom wasn�t breathing!� He said, turning big, watery blue eyes towards Hermione. Her confusion was written all over her face.

�Baby, there is nothing wrong with me! Why would you think that?� She asked, kneeling down in front of him and wiping the tears from his cheeks.

�I saw it�this morning in the kitchen! Loo-she-us was breathing in your mouth and he had his hand in your shirt pushing your heart!� Elias sniffled. Hermione�s face turned such a deep shade of red that she was almost purple. Harry was pressing his lips tightly together to hold back his laughter but the others weren�t even trying. Hysterical laughter filled the room as they realized what exactly Elias had seen and misinterpreted.

�Um�.Baby, I�m fine�you misunderstood.� How was she to explain what he had seen? He was too young to understand something as complicated as sex and adult relationships.

�I did? What were you doing then?� He asked. Dozens of amused eyes were all trained on her and she sought out Lucius for help. He was leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his face.

�Um�Lucius was just showing me affection, giving me a kiss to tell me that he cares about me.� She said softly. �Nothing was wrong with me.�

�That didn�t look like a kiss, it looked like he was eating your face.� Elias scrunched his face up in an expression that was a combination of confusion and disgust.

�Well�it was a grown up kiss�they are different.� She said.

�Oh�� Elias turned towards Lucius. �You like my Mum?�

�Yes.� Lucius answered, keeping it simple and honest.

�And you like Loo-she-us?� He asked Hermione.

�Yes.� She followed Lucius�s lead. Then, in the beautiful innocent and accepting way of a child Elias smiled and got to his feet.

�That�s cool!� He said, grinning before he darted off into the other room. Hermione closed her eyes and let her head fall as her friends continued to laugh and snicker around her.

~@~

As the furor over Elias�s little revelation died down everyone returned to the normal chaos of life in the Weasley home. Ron stood off to the side with his brother George observing Hermione and Lucius chatting across the room. She looked happy and her eyes were glittering and soft as she stared at him. It was once a look that was reserved for him�before the night that changed everything. He supposed that he was still bitter to some degree, Lucius had gotten what was meant to be his. Elias should have been his but in a moment of weakness what should have been was changed. He would always regret pushing her away, if he hadn�t she wouldn�t have sought comfort from another man and the world as he imagined it would be a reality instead of an impossible dream.

�Did you ever think you would see that?� George asked as he watched Lucius bring Hermione�s hand to his lips.

�Not even in my worst nightmares.� Ron said, shaking his head. �But�she looks happy.�

�And he looks pretty smitten with her.� George added. �He is also taken with Elias. He can�t seem to keep from smiling when he looks at him.�

�Can you believe that Elias is a Malfoy? I mean, think about it�he shares the same genes as Lucius and Draco yet there has never been a sweeter child. How in the world could something that good come from his loins?� Ron jumped when he heard the back door slam. Who was going outside in the cold?

~@~

�Elias just went outside.� Hermione said, frowning as she stared at the back door. �He doesn�t have a jacket.�

�I�ll get him.� Lucius gave her fingers a squeeze and headed towards the door. Hermione followed, curious about why their son would go outside when he knew it was against the rules to go out without an adult. She stayed by the door, watching from behind the screen as Lucius stepped out onto the back stoop of the burrow. Elias had grabbed one of Arthur�s heavy flannel barn jackets and was huddled into it as he sat on the stoop. �What are you doing out here?� Lucius asked as he sat down beside his son.

�I don�t want to be inside any more.� Elias said quietly, his little voice forlorn sounding as he stared at his shoes.

�Is there any particular reason why?� Lucius asked, glancing back over his shoulder to see Hermione stepping out behind them. She stayed quiet and just listened, wondering what was wrong, Elias loved coming to the Burrow, it was one of his favorite places filled with his favorite people.

�People are saying things��

�Things that are bothering you?� Lucius saw him nod his head. �Do you want to talk about it? Maybe I can help you understand.�

�Uncle Ron and George�they said I was Mafoy and I came from your coins�.what does that mean?� Elias asked, his little brows pulled together in a frown.

�You were eavesdropping again, weren�t you?� Lucius felt his stomach tighten and the nervous nausea rising as he saw the moment of truth approaching.

�I didn�t mean to�I was hiding under the table with the brownies.� He said sheepishly.

�Well�they said you were a Malfoy and the word is loins, not coins.� What was he supposed to say? How was he supposed to proceed?

�Does that mean�are you my dad?� And there it was. The question he longed to answer and feared at the same time. He looked back at Hermione and saw her standing there with her fingertips pressed to her lips, tears welling in her eyes. He raised his brows in question, waiting for her to tell him how to proceed. Her soft nod was his answer. He took a deep breath and cupped the back of his son�s head.

�Yes�I am your dad.� The words were spoken on a rough whisper, his voice catching slightly with emotion. The truth was out, spoken aloud to the person who mattered the most in the situation and Lucius was terrified.

�Lucius, would you please take Elias home? I need to take care of something and then I will be right behind you and we will sit down and talk about this.� Hermione said, her voice hoarse with her tears.

�You�re right.� He said, getting to his feet. �How about we talk about this at your house, where it�s warm and we can all sit down together? Your mother and I will answer all your questions, I promise.�

Hermione watched as Lucius bent down and pulled Elias into his arms. Their son�s arms and legs going around his father and holding him tight. Her eyes met Lucius�s and she shared his anxiety over what was happening and she also shared his relief. She smiled and again nodded her head towards him just before he popped out of sight with Elias. She would tell her son the truth, but not before she took care of a little business.

AN: You�re all going to kick my ass now aren�t you?

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