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Filthy Little Mudblood	By : Lupinswolfie Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 30412 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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�You do not understand and I don�t think I can make you see what should be obvious,� he snapped angrily, slamming his palms down on the table for emphasis.
�What do you mean, Remus?� Molly asked incredulously, never once believing that there would be a valid reason for the young girl�s audacity.
The inner circle of the Order surrounded the kitchen table of Grimmauld Place and were currently discussing their newest concern--Hermione Granger. Tonks had left shortly after Severus and no one had seen or heard from her since. Ron should have been worried, but if he was, it wasn�t showing through the disgusted sneer that had been plastered on his face since he was told that his job from now on would be to guard Malfoy. Harry, however, had remained oddly quiet throughout the entire discussion. He had actually not said much to anyone since Hermione�s departure and several were beginning to worry about him.
�She has somehow taken in a darkness. I know that�s a very inadequate way of describing it, but there you have it. Because of this, she has the ability to handle things that would cause most of us to run in the opposite direction, but she doesn�t handle them in the normal fashion. Whether she is as proud of her actions as she made out to be is unknown, but something tells me that she�s slowly losing herself in the midst of everything else. The blame for her condition lies solely at my feet and it is an injustice that I am trying to rectify.�
�Your fault?� Harry asked suddenly. �You may lead the Order, Remus, but you do not control the members. No one went back for her,� he said coldly, casting accusing glares at those around the table. �And I challenge any of you to find something wrong with what she said. No matter how it may have upset our delicate sensibilities,� he snarled, �she was correct.�
�Whether she appeared right or not is of no consequence to us. What matters is that she has become one of them. She may not bare the mark, but her actions spoke of it all the same.�
�Molly, you have to understand�� Remus tried angrily once more, only to be interrupted by the one man he was quickly growing to hate.
�Understand what, Remus? All we need to know is that she is a whore who will spread her legs for apparently anything and anyone. At least when she was with me, she was discreet. I would wager her anger is to cover up her true feelings and how much she really misses me.�
Remus couldn�t help it, he laughed. It was a humorless laugh, but a laugh nonetheless. �She has lain with the most evil wizard the world has seen since Grindlewald. Do you honestly think you compare? Do you honestly think that she spares a thought of you when she�s with him?�
�You seemed to want her pretty bad yourself when she was here! What sort of pathetic display was that?�
�Like calls to like, I suppose,� he said quietly.
�What the sodding hell is that supposed to mean?� Ron asked stupidly.
�Ronald! Watch your language!�
�It means that dark calls to dark. The darkness that�s in her called to the darkness in myself and I felt mesmerized by her.�
�Like that�s an answer,� Ron scoffed.
Remus slammed his hands down on the table once more, the anger flashing through his eyes sending the younger man staggering backwards into his mother. �You have no idea what it�s like,� he ground out, �how it feels to fight the darkness within you every single day. Knowing that at any second you could lose control and hurt those you care about. Until you do, Mr. Weasley, I suggest you keep your mouth shut and your stupidity to yourself.�
�I do,� Harry mumbled beside him, slowly standing up and facing the room. �I know what it�s like, I know how Remus feels and I understand. Hermione was right, I�m not mad at her, but at myself�and it�s time I did something about it.�
�Here! Here!� Charlie added. �I owe my life to Hermione and so does Ophelia. A debt that I fully intend on repaying no matter what the situation. I suggest you all consider doing the same.�
�Do you think Lucius Malfoy can be trusted?� Arthur asked reasonably.
�No,� Remus replied, �but as long as we have his son, I think he can be made to help us.�
�Then I suggest we go on the offensive,� Harry added with a new sense of confidence as the others nodded in agreement.
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Severus slowly came back to consciousness. The relaxed and groggy feeling was quickly replaced by the most intense pleasure he�d felt in quite a while. Looking down with a start, he saw a head of copper hair around his midsection, bobbing up and down deliciously on his hard cock, and he moaned in pleasure. Her silken strands tickled his bare thighs and he suddenly wondered how he came to be naked. He remembered the way she�d pulled him down with her when he had tried to awaken her from the nightmare, but he also knew he was clothed at the time.
The question died on his lips with a groan when her silky hot tongue drew up the length of his erection and slid back down. �Oh gods,� he muttered, fisting his hands in her hair and guiding her near perfect motions.
It was lingering in the back of his mind--the thought that Hermione was the last person to do this--but he quickly squashed it down for fear of going limp inside her warm mouth. Thinking of one that was like one�s sister was not conducive to pleasurable oral sex.
She began moving faster, working her tongue along his length while her hands skimmed down and massaged his tightening balls. His stomach muscles clenched, he felt ecstasy curling his toes and flowing through his veins.
�Gods, stop witch!� he growled, but she continued suckling him harder and harder. Her moans vibrated down his shaft and his hips bucked upwards, shoving his cock further into her mouth with each thrust. He held her head tightly by the hair and bucked upwards again, releasing himself inside of her with a loud groan. His body fell back to the bed limply and she slowly leaned back, laughing slightly when he looked down at her.
�Good morning,� she said sweetly, wiping her lips and grinning at his expression. �Oh please, Severus, don�t look so shocked. I thought that while I was here, we might as well indulge in something that we both want.� Her naked body slid up his until she was resting on his chest.
�Where are our clothes?�
She nodded to the table beside the bed and he saw his wand laying where he so ignorantly left it. Death Eaters did not leave a wand laying where a slave could reach it, even if the chances of it working for said slave were slim to none. He grabbed this thought and clung to it.
�It worked for you?�
�Was it not supposed to?� she asked with confusion as her tongue trailed around his nipple.
He felt himself becoming hard for her once more, but tried to tamp down the feelings she aroused in him so easily. �You have much to learn,� he said instead.
She grinned at him again and he realized he rather liked the expression on this impossible witch he had been forced to claim. �And you must teach me�Master,� she added playfully, laughing when he rolled his eyes.
With a wicked smirk, he flipped them both over and pinned her to the bed. �Where shall we start?� he asked, bending his head lower and kissing her neck roughly. Her laughter immediately turned into moans and she arched her back into his touch.
Severus skimmed his fingers along her collarbone, down the sides of her breast, and gently stroked her side, following the trail with his mouth. When he licked her hardened nub, she shrieked and clung to him, begging with her body for him to continue.
�Pay close attention. First rule,� he said, looking up at her with half-lidded eyes, �when the Dark Lord is in your presence,� he flicked her nipple with his tongue, relishing her responsiveness when she gasped, �you must keep your head bowed and do not look at him.�
A shaky sigh escaped her parted lips and he moved slowly to her other perfect breast, his tongue skimming her hot skin along the way. �Rule two,� he continued, barely moving his mouth from her body, �in anyone else�s presence, you must act subordinate to me.�
He chuckled softly when she snorted, before slowly moving his lips down her taut stomach, swirling his tongue around her belly button. She arched into him, nails scraping his scalp with delicious pain. �If he addresses you, you must refer to him as �Master� or �Milord� without fail. Otherwise,� he said, giving her a smile that softened his entire face and made her moan again, �he�ll curse this delectable body of yours and I may be forced to kill him before his time.�
When he felt her shiver beneath him, he arched an eyebrow at her in question. �I rather liked you before from the stories I�ve been told by others in the Order, but I find the real man to be so much more than I ever expected.�
�Yes,� he replied, smiling once more when he slid a long finger along her thigh and into her tight heat and she squeaked in surprise, then her hips bucked into him, �I�m sure they had such pleasant things to say.�
She moaned when he inserted another finger inside of her and then lowered his head. Taking in the scent of her arousal, he felt his cock twitch in anticipation, but ignored the feeling. He slowly ran his tongue around her clit before flicking it across the tight bundle of nerves and sending her hips bucking even harder than before.
�Rule four,� he continued as though they were having a normal conversation, �you may not speak to anyone except me, unless they speak to you first,� he said calmly. When she glared at him, the effect only half as intense as it would have been without the lust clearly written across her face, he flicked his tongue over her clit again. His fingers thrust in and out of her and her hips rose in time with his movements. His other hand pinched her hardened nipple painfully and, with another swipe of his tongue, he felt her muscles clench around his fingers and her hips bucked even more wildly than before. She screamed his name, panting it over and over until she fell limply back to the bed. He admitted, if only to himself, that he had never seen another woman more beautiful.
Slowly, he crawled back up her body, his tongue following the same trail up that it had followed down. His legs settled between her thighs and she immediately opened them farther by wrapping both legs around him, his cock pushing slightly at her opening. �Some Death Eaters are required to share their slaves,� he said seriously, �but I will not allow that to happen with you.�
She cupped his face in her hands and brought him forward until their lips met and she kissed him with all the emotions they were both too afraid to voice. Gently, he slid his hardened length inside of her willing heat and groaned at the feeling. �You�re so tight, you feel so good,� he rasped.
The next thing he knew, her hips raised forcefully and her legs tightened around him, forcing him to thrust inside her until he was buried completely.
�Take me, Severus,� she purred, �I�m yours.�
And he did. In the early morning light, Severus Snape took his new slave to heights of unmentionable bliss over and over until they were both too weak to move and they no longer cared about seeing the outside world.
It was just after they had eaten breakfast that Lucius strolled into the room, barely sparing a glance in Ophelia�s direction before glaring at Severus.
Severus smirked, then drew her closer to him and kissed her on the forehead. �Leave us for a moment. Go shower.�
It was obvious that she was miffed, but she nodded her head and walked into the bathroom, thankful that at least the �command� was spoken sweetly.
�You seem to have grown rather fond of your slave, my friend,� Lucius said with a sneer.
�I�m becoming used to her, if that�s what you mean.� Severus� voice was indifferent as he studied his long time friend with amusement. �It is obvious you did not come here to analyze my relationship with her.�
Lucius sighed and it was only then that Severus knew that his friend finally understood the plight in which he had found himself in. Lucius� question, however, shocked him. �Is she truly a replacement for you?�
�Of course not!� he answered heatedly before calming himself. Funny how his first thought was of the slight against Ophelia. �No, Lily Evans cannot be replaced, but Ophelia is remarkable in her own right.�
�Will you send her back if the chance arises?� he asked thoughtfully.
Severus contemplated the question for a moment. He knew the answer immediately, just not why the thought of her leaving would affect him the way it was. �If she so desires, then yes.�
Lucius snorted. �Perhaps they will be less cruel to her than they have been to others.�
�I would hope,� he replied, growing angry at the way those around Hermione had treated her recently. �However,� he added with malice, �we have become no better than they. You have pushed her so far away that she may never come back to you. Is that what you wanted? To lose her because you fear you love her?�
�Love is a fool�s emotion!� Lucius snarled.
Severus grinned at him. �Then you, my friend, are a fool.�
Lucius paced closer to his friend, barely resisting the urge to strike him. �Worry about your own slave and leave mine out of this!�
�Mmm,� Severus replied in mock thought, �I believe I�ll go join her.�
Storming from the room, Lucius walked aimlessly around the large manor. Unwelcome thoughts were so firmly ingrained in his mind that he had no choice than to finally acknowledge them. How did he feel about the Mudblood slave that had wormed her way into his�well, she got under his skin anyway? Was it too late for him to make amends?
His feet led him to their room and, when he stopped at the doorway, he sighed deeply. Perhaps torture and death would substitute for this discussion of feelings and such. Not one to put off the inevitable, he drew his wand and took down the wards. When he opened the door, he was surprised to find Hermione sitting in front of a stack of books, obviously concentrating on something and paying him very little mind.
He realized then that although he had been neglecting her out of anger, the Dark Lord had not. Of course, he thought, she had been all over a filthy half-breed not long ago and that certainly did not warrant special favors from him.
�Hermione,� he said coolly, �what are you doing?�
�Research,� she answered distractedly, sparing him barely a glance.
�I see. And what kind of research is it that you are doing?� He was becoming irritated quickly from having to ask her basically the same question twice.
�That is a matter between the Dark Lord and myself, Lucius.�
She paid him the same attention she would an annoying pest and he slowly felt his ire rise further. He stomped over to her and roughly pulled her up from her seat by the arms.
�I thought,� he snarled, �that the idea was not to help him. Or has spreading your legs made you forget your true objective? Are you nothing more than a whore?� he spat.
Her eyes became as cold as ice and he felt the air crackle slightly with her anger. A sudden electric jolt inside his fingers made him drop her arms in shock and stare down at her with narrowed eyes.
�If I am a whore, Lucius, then I am a whore of your own making.�
�Meaning what, exactly?� he asked, slightly surprised at her own anger and at her words as well. Wasn�t he the one that showed her what pleasures the human body could possess? Wasn�t he the one who had taken care of her when others would not have been so generous?
�I have only willingly been with three men in my entire lifetime.� Sudden angry tears welled in her eyes and surprised him further. �Your own son,� she growled, �raped me and you did nothing. Don�t think I do not know what I am to you, what I�ve become.�
�And I tortured him for his transgressions!� Lucius bellowed.
�Because you were forced to!� she yelled back. �Not because you care!�
He caught her arms roughly once more and shook her slightly, bringing his face down to hers. �Take note, witch,� he said in a deadly cold voice, �had it been anyone else they would have been dead at my feet for touching what is mine�and make no mistake, you are mine.�
�I belong to no one! And you are unable to love anyone but yourself!�
He smirked. �You talk of love and caring as though they are emotions freely given. Disillusion yourself now, Hermione. You will not find what you seek in me.�
Hermione glared at him before her eyes widened in shock and pain. She clutched her chest in her hand and fell into Lucius� suddenly outstretched arms. After a few moments, however, she stood up, waving her hand and covering her research before walking to the door.
�Where do you think you are going?�
She turned to face him, her chocolate eyes met his grey before she turned back and walked out the door. Severus was in pain and needed her; no longer would she look to Lucius for comfort and understanding.

A/n: So, voting had now begun at the Quill to Parchment awards! If you're a fan of Moony and Darkest Desires, then please go vote for it in Best Rare Pair! Otherwise, just vote! :D Love to you all
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