Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

The Downfall of Greed	By : tcarlson Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 40824 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I make money off this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 15
- 16
- 17
I dragged myself out of the blissfulness of the bath and grabbed my black silk bathrobe off the back of the bathroom door. I entered my bedroom as I was tying it closed.

She was standing at the wall that once had the door to her little room, running her hands over the smooth surface. “Where did it go?” she asked accusingly.

“I decided that you no longer needed your little hideaway,” I answered. “You’ll be spending most of your time in my bed and last night proved that you’d rather fall asleep with me than alone. Plus, my wife and son now know the nature of our relationship. There’s really no reason for you to have your own space.”

“What do you mean that I’ll be spending most of my time in your bed?” She looked frightened at the prospect. Unconsciously, she wrapped the fluffy towel that she had exited the bathroom in tighter around herself.

“Once I finish editing the first draft of a new law for the Minister, I find myself completely without work for a week or so. What better way to train you than totally immerse ourselves in the activity that you are being trained in?”

She gulped and turned back to the wall as if hoping that her door would magically appear.

“I’m going to my office to finish going over the law,” I told her as I pulled on some pants. After I got dressed, I grabbed the stack of papers on the table by the fire. “Take a nap,” I suggested. “We probably won’t be getting to sleep until late tonight.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

It took me the rest of the afternoon to painstakingly go through the long document and make sure everything was worded correctly. Satisfied with my work, I sent off my corrections to the Minister and went back to my room to get ready for dinner.

She was staring out the window when I walked into the room. I busied myself at my dresser, picking out a fresh shirt to go to dinner in. “I miss the outside,” she sighed.

“Well, maybe if you behaved every once and awhile, I’d be more inclined to let you have some things you wanted,” I replied.

“Like a book, maybe?” she asked, nervously playing with the hem of her robe.

“Maybe.” I buttoned up the fresh shirt and slipped on my tie.

“I would behave for a book. It’s like I can feel my brain shrinking.”

“If you’re so eager, then I have a proposal for you.” She eyed me wearily. “I shall bring you down to dinner tonight. You will kneel at my side and not make a sound, no matter what remarks my wife and son make. If you can accomplish this, than I will bring you a book.”

She looked unsure, torn between the embarrassment of having to acknowledge her lowly status in front of Draco and the desire to have reading material. “I just have to kneel there?”

“And show yourself to be the picture of a respectful and obedient servant.”

“Ok.” She surprised me. I never thought that she would go for it.

“Alright, then. You shall follow three steps behind me, kneel at my left side, and bow your head. You are not to speak unless I speak to you.”

“And I’ll get my book?”

“If I deem your performance worthy, I shall bring you a book tomorrow.” I looked at the clock “We should head down now.”

I opened the door and headed down the hallway without a backwards glance. I could hear her bare feet shuffling softly against the rich carpet behind me. Smiling inwardly, I led her to the dining room.

Narcissa was already seated at her customary position at the right hand of the head of the table. Surprisingly, Severus occupied the left side. Draco sat next to him.

Draco noticed me first. “He stopped by to talk to you and I invited him to stay,” he explained.

Narcissa looked up and her face darkened when she noticed the girl hovering behind me like a shadow. “See, Severus? Even now he parades around his Mudblood whore!” The body behind me stiffened. Ignoring Narcissa, I sat down at the head of the table. The girl kneeled down and bowed her head, avoiding the stares from my irate wife and her former professor.

Severus peered down at her. “Such a drastic change in a few short weeks, Lucius.”

I laid my hand on top of her head and played with her hair. She frowned but didn’t move. “Yes, I’m quite proud of the outcome so far.”

Narcissa was barely containing her rage next to me. “Did you know that Lucius is fucking her? I don’t see how he can do it; she’s such an ugly thing. Plus, she’s tainted with dirty blood.”

Draco nearly spit out his drink laughing, but quickly controlled himself when all three of the adults looked at him. “Yes, I was aware, Narcissa,” Severus said. “He has a great honor bestowed upon him by our Master.”

“I can’t believe this! Can no one see how this is tearing apart our family? Does no one else care?”

“Calm yourself, Narcissa. You seem to be the only one perturbed by this. Even Draco would find it an honor,” I said.

“Yes, Father, I would. I would do the Dark Lord’s bidding with pride and would love to put the Mudblood in her place.” I believe that only the presence of my hand on the girl’s head prevented her from saying anything in her own defense.

My wife stood up and stormed out of the room. “I’m going to stay at my sister’s!” she screamed back at me.

Acting like nothing happened, Draco moved into his mother’s empty spot and we commenced eating. Dinner after that was an uneventful affair. We chatted about mundane things and lingered afterward with wine.

I could tell exactly when her knees started to ache because the girl beside me started fidgeting. She gave a little whimper. I scooted back my chair to make room and pulled her onto my lap to shut her up. And maybe show her off a little. She looked nervously at Draco and Severus and said, “I’d rather kneel, thank you.”

“Severus, Draco, could you please wait for me in the library?”

“Come, Draco, let’s raid your father’s Firewhiskey,” Severus suggested, catching the hint that I wanted a moment alone with the girl.

When they left, I fixed her with a pointed look. “What?” she asked. “I was respectful! I said ‘thank you’. You were just trying to embarrass me in front of Draco and Professor Snape! The first time I’ve seen him since potions class and I’m kneeling as a slave…”

“He’s seen you before today. Naked, in fact.”

“What?!” she screeched. “When?”

“When you were sick.”

“Oh, Merlin. Just kill me now!” she moaned, hiding her face in her hands.

Gently, I pushed her so she was standing up. I ran my hands down her arms. “Go wait for me in the bedroom. I’ll be up after drinks.” We walked into the hallway together and I watched her go up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, she turned around and looked at me carefully. “Have you not kissed anyone since your wife because you don’t want to ruin that last happy memory you have of her or because you’re worried that every woman you kiss will eventually turn into such a cold person?”

“Get in the room now before I hex you into tomorrow, you stupid Mudblood.”

“Because if I were you, I would kiss as many people as possible to forget that I ever willfully loved such a horrid person.”

“Go!”

“Or maybe you’re just scared, Lucius Malfoy, of the intimacy of kissing. You’re scared to ever get that close to another human being again after her.”

I took my wand out and made it half-way up the stairs before she had dashed into the room and slammed the door. When I heard my door close behind her, I locked it with a wave of my wand. Then, I quickly made my way to the library before Draco and Severus could polish off my bottle of Firewhiskey without me.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I returned to my room two hours later, intent on berating her for her earlier insubordination. I might have even reintroduced her to the Cruciatus Curse. My anger escalated as I took in the scene before me. She was curled up on the bed. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing softly and evenly. She should have been up and waiting for me to return as I had instructed! “If you’re trying to feign sleep to get out of sex…” I let my warning trail off.

She didn’t move. I sat on the edge of the bed, expecting a flinch or give some other indication that she was awake. Nothing. The only movement was the gently rise and fall of her chest and the flickering of her eyes behind her eyelids. So she was legitimately asleep, then. And apparently dreaming.

“What is going on in that head of yours?” I murmured, anger abating slightly, as I brushed hair out of her face.

Taking out my wand, I put the tip to her temple and whispered, “Legilimens!”
- 15
- 16
- 17
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Downfall of Greed