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Polyjuice	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 32326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from J K Rowling's fantastic books or films, I'm just borrowing and playing with them for a little while and get no monetary reward for doing so

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A/N: I’m sure you know the drill by now — a big thanks to the best beta in the world (Mamacita) for kicking my punctuation and everything else into shape (and for the halibut lasagne recipe as it was really fine). And thanks to you all for reading and reviewing.
mean hot-pants as in tiny figure-hugging shorts do you? Oooh actually . . . ahem . . . excuse me while I get over my hot flush! *LOL* don’tI’m assuming you Werewolfhime — I’m so glad my update made your day, your review made mine. You always make me smile with your complete devotion to Lucius regardless of whatever bad things he’s done and your description of him as Mr Hot-pants really made me laugh.
Ginnylovesharry07 — Something like that, yes.
— You got me there! I completely forgot about the Marauder’s Map Avanellso in my world, it doesn’t exist *LOL* Well something’s got to give . . . .
Catysmom — Thanks for the review.
Voracious Reader — *LOL* — I love all those ideas — never thought about sending Hagrid in. Unfortunately, the outcome is far more boring I’m afraid.
Heidi191976 — Do you really think Lucius will manage to keep Hermione away from her exams? I wouldn’t rate his chances of living after the baby was born if that was the case *LOL*
Dark Cabaret — Thank you for your kind review and welcome.
Apologies: Yes, I know this chapter is far too short for you all — merely a vignette in fact — but it’s a vital one and had to stand as it is as I didn’t want it mixing with the other chapters. I promise a lengthier chapter next time. The end is drawing nigh, as is the birth of Hermione’s baby. The race will be on between her and my sister as to who has their baby first. My sister is due on Boxing Day, but may be early — although it’s her first and she keeps telling me that only 5% of first babies are born early. I’m anticipating Hermione giving birth (posting-wise — obviously she’s actually giving birth in July) on Christmas Eve/Christmas Day depending on how much time I get to post with the madness of that old Yule festival going on, with the story finally reaching the epilogue on New Year’s Eve.

Hermione had spent a considerable amount of time alternating between floods of tears and blazing with fury after Snape left her at Malfoy Manor. When she thought about it afterwards in a calmer moment she realised he had no choice. Lucius had refused to let her go, and Snape could never have got her out without people getting hurt.
She was finding that tears were a regular occurrence lately. Her hormones were totally up the creek in this final few weeks and just about anything set her off, including the fact that she couldn’t revise for her upcoming exams.
Her disappointment and anger had turned to relief when a trunk containing her school books and assignments from her teachers had arrived. At least Lucius obviously intended to let her take her exams, even if he wouldn’t let her go back to school at the moment, so there was some hope.
Hermione hadn’t really seen him since Snape’s visit as he had been busy, and she suspected that he felt a little guilty at his behaviour and was worried about what her reaction to him would be, but she was fed up with being in bed and wanted to go out. Even a walk around the garden would break the monotony.
When Honey appeared with her breakfast, Hermione gave the house-elf a message for Lucius requesting that she be allowed to go for a walk in the garden. Less than an hour later Lucius appeared, to take her outside.
Politely taking her arm, he led her down a huge flight of stairs and through countless corridors, finally arriving at a large glass conservatory filled with cane furniture and large green leafy plants. On the table was a tray containing a jug of pumpkin juice and two glasses. He guided her onto the sofa and poured both of them drinks, sitting down beside her as he handed her a glass.
‘I’m sorry,’ Hermione said. ‘I thought I’d be okay. I didn’t realise how big your house is.’
Lucius smiled. ‘Don’t worry, we’ve got all day. I’ve arranged for us to have lunch in the rose garden. We should get there by about that time.’
‘How many rooms does this place have?’ Hermione asked interestedly.
Lucius thought for a moment. ‘Lots. Do you know, I’ve never counted. I know we have fifteen guest bedrooms, and Narcissa has a whole wing to herself, of course.’
Hermione sipped her drink. It was cool and refreshing, but of course, it meant that she would soon need to visit the toilet.
‘There is a toilet around here somewhere, isn’t there?’ she asked worriedly.
Lucius looked around as if he wasn’t sure, then chuckled. ‘Of course, it’s just down the corridor. We’ll go there before we go into the garden.’
Hermione was enjoying the feel of the sun on her face as they walked across the beautiful lawns of Malfoy Manor, the flowers spreading their scent as they passed. She turned and looked back at the house. It looked wonderful, so old and interesting. She wondered where Narcissa was. Lucius had said she had a wing to herself but was she actually in the house at the moment? Was she watching them as they walked through the garden? And what would she think of Lucius walking with a heavily pregnant teenage girl?
Nervously she gave another glance at the house. There were so many windows. Narcissa could be looking out of any of them. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. Lucius noticed and looked at her worriedly.
‘What’s the matter, love?’
‘Where’s Narcissa?’ It came out more sharply than Hermione had intended. She cursed herself silently. She hadn't wanted Lucius to know she was feeling uncomfortable.
Lucius looked at her as if surprised by the question. ‘She’s staying at some spa somewhere,’ he said offhandedly. ‘Why?’
‘Does she know about me?’ Hermione asked.
Lucius considered the question for a moment. ‘Sort of,’ he admitted.
‘Sort of?’
‘I mean, she knows there’s someone. But she doesn’t know it’s you specifically. I didn’t reveal your name.’
‘Does she know I’m pregnant?’
Lucius looked uncomfortable. ‘Well, I didn’t tell her,’ he replied.
He guided her to a wooden bench under the shade of a tree, once again sitting beside her. He didn’t let go of her hand.
‘Don’t you think she should know?’ Hermione asked.
‘Why? It’s none of her business,’ Lucius said.
Hermione laughed coldly. ‘Well, if my husband was just about to have a baby with someone else I think I’d want to know about it, especially if he’d brought her to live in my house.’
Lucius laughed richly. ‘The house isn’t Narcissa’s, it’s mine. It’s been in the family since the fifteenth century. Anyway, Narcissa would have no interest in you. She’s no longer my wife.’
Hermione looked at Lucius in surprise. ‘What?’ she asked quietly.
‘I said, Narcissa is no longer my wife. We’re separated and getting a divorce. How could I be married to her when I love you, Hermione?’
Hermione was shocked again and could feel tears welling up. Lucius was divorcing his wife for her. Oh God, he really was serious about this.
‘What’s the matter?’ Lucius asked, gently tilting her chin up to look at her face.
Hermione shook her head. ‘Hormones — all over the place. I keep bursting into tears for no good reason. You know, because it’s Tuesday or because I’ve got strawberry jam. Don’t worry about it.’
Lucius stroked Hermione’s face. She looked beautiful and he couldn’t bear to see her cry.
‘Hermione, I was going to wait a while before asking you this, but I can’t wait any longer. I need to know . . . will you marry me?’
Hermione’s heart stopped for a fraction of a second and then beat twice as hard. What should she say? She felt the baby give a kick, a reminder of its place in the equation. After a second she reached out and grabbed Lucius’ face, her hands on either side of his head, and stared him straight in the eyes as if looking for something. She wasn’t a Leglimens, but she knew what she was looking for.
A few seconds later her mouth found Lucius’ with a small, delicate kiss that grew deeper when he grabbed her and pulled her to him, the first time he had touched her properly since they had arrived at the Manor.
‘Yes, Lucius, I will marry you,’ she whispered when the kiss ended.
She had looked into his eyes and seen the desire and love there, the same desire and love she had seen when he had been Simon and also when he had been Ron. She knew for sure now that Lucius really did love her completely and would do everything in his power to make her and their child happy. She would never have to worry about anything with Lucius to protect her, and she would always be loved, just as much as she loved him.
She burst into tears.
Lucius looked ecstatic if somewhat shell-shocked at her response.
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