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Julia spent the next week or so settling into her new home. Lucius spent all his time elsewhere. She had no idea what he was doing as she never saw him to ask, although she could hazard a guess at what his evenings contained. However, she wasn’t really bothered by his absence as she was busy with the redecoration of her rooms and exploring the house and grounds and she didn’t need his patronising manner to ruin it for her.
She had woken that morning with a headache and shaking limbs and wondered if she was coming down with some sort of virus although she had no idea where she would have caught it. She hadn’t left the manor since she had moved in. Feeling quite poorly, she refused breakfast except for a pot of tea in her room and spent most of the day slumbering in her newly decorated boudoir. A late afternoon walk had been planned but was cancelled as she was still feeling lousy, and she requested soup for dinner, a throwback to her childhood days when her mother had cured all illness with a large bowl of homemade chicken soup.
A knock on the door roused Julia from sleep once more. She forced herself off the bed and with some difficulty pulled open the door, moving back as Lucius entered the room. He looked as pale as a ghost and his face was covered with a sheen of sweat, as if he too was fighting off an infection. He looked around the room, taking in the dark, luxurious colours and the sensual velvet and satin fabrics that now made up her bedroom.
‘It looks good,’ he acknowledged, his eyes on the bed that Julia had just vacated. ‘How are you feeling?’
‘Rotten,’ Julia admitted. She went to sit back on the bed, not seeming to have the energy to stand. ‘I think I’ve got the flu or something.’
‘It’s not the flu,’ Lucius said matter-of-factly. ‘It’s the bloody charm. Remember, we were supposed to consummate the marriage within seven days.’
Julia gave a small gasp as she remembered. The official had warned them that they would get weaker until they did it.
‘You really think it’s that?’ she asked.
Lucius nodded. ‘I feel awful, too, fluey and unable to concentrate, and there’s no good reason for me to be ill. And it has been thirteen days since we were bonded.’ He walked towards her, undoing his trousers. ‘We need to get this thing done, then we’ll be all right.’
Julia looked at him in distress. She definitely wasn’t feeling in the mood for sex she just wanted to curl up under the covers and go back to sleep. Lucius’ cold manner wasn’t helping any, either. She shook her head. ‘I’m not just going to do it . . . not just like that. Anyway, I don’t think I’m well enough.’
Lucius regarded her carefully. ‘Julia, we have to do it.’
‘But not so . . . so coldly. I’m just not ready.’
Lucius was now standing in front of her with his erection in his hand.
‘I can’t just—’
‘Then I suggest you prepare yourself,’ Lucius replied, cutting off her protestations.
‘What? But surely you don’t mean—’
Lucius shrugged. ‘Well, I’m ready to fuck. You say you aren’t, so I suggest you get yourself ready.’
‘But surely you should be—’
Lucius laughed coldly, cutting her off again. ‘Can I remind you that we’re doing this because we have no choice in the matter? Personally, I don’t care whether you’re ready or not, it makes no difference to me. I just want to get it done so I stop feeling ill. However, as you feel the need to prepare, I suggest you get on with it.’
He settled on the edge of the bed, looking at her intently.
‘You’re going to watch me,’ Julia said in horror.
Lucius smiled. ‘Of course I am. Why shouldn’t I? You are my wife, after all.’
Julia flushed with embarrassment.
‘Why so embarrassed? Don’t tell me you’ve never masturbated.’ His tone was mocking and unpleasant.
‘Not in front of someone else,’ Julia replied heatedly. ‘I mean, you’ve never even seen me naked before.’
‘Good point,’ Lucius said with a smirk, and removing his wand from his pocket he waved it and muttered something under his breath.
Julia’s nightgown was gone. She looked at Lucius in shock as he surveyed her naked body, taking in the large, fleshy breasts and the swell of her stomach. She cringed under the scrutiny of his cold eyes that looked too deeply and she blushed again.
‘Off you go,’ he said more pleasantly. ‘Or would you feel more comfortable if I was naked, too?’ He waved his wand a second time and he, too, was undressed. His hand reached once more for his erection, tugging on it as he gazed at his wife. ‘For Merlin’s sake get on with it,’ he told her irritably when Julia still just sat there. ‘We don’t have all night.’
‘Don’t we?’ Julia asked. ‘Why’s that, then?’
‘I’m going out,’ Lucius replied dismissively, ‘and I don’t want to feel like this. Now either get playing or I shall take you as you are.’ His hand pressed briefly between her legs. She was right — she really wasn’t ready.
Aware that she had very little choice as Lucius would probably do exactly as he had said, Julia slid back onto the bed, feeling incredibly self-conscious as his hand pressed at her most intimate area and discovering, she was sure, that she really wasn’t ready for anything sexual to occur. She wasn’t feeling at all well and she certainly wasn’t very happy about the way this was going.
Although she was only too well aware that Lucius didn’t care for or about her in any way, she had stupidly assumed that he would at least make the effort to be nice to her when they consummated their marriage. She had only ever been with Nigel and wasn’t very confident sexually and she had hoped that being with Lucius, who was so much more experienced would help her to overcome that, even if it was only very occasionally.
Instead, he was making her feel cheap and worthless and that served to lessen her arousal and drive down her confidence even more. But of course, that was how he saw her: his stupid, worthless Mudblood wife. She couldn’t imagine playing with herself in front of him. That was something she had only ever done alone in the dark, hidden beneath the sheets like a dirty little secret. It certainly wasn’t a show to be watched.
‘Are you going to get on with it?’ Lucius asked, his voice a bored drawl now.
‘I’m embarrassed,’ Julia admitted. ‘I don’t want you watching me.’
Lucius gave a surprisingly deep and rich laugh. ‘That’s bad luck for you, then. I love watching a woman masturbate.’ Julia looked surprised. ‘It’s amazing what you learn from watching a woman pleasure herself,’ Lucius told her, his voice lower and more seductive now. ‘You find out exactly how to make her come, how to touch her best to give her pleasure. It’s probably the most erotic thing you could ever do with her.’
Julia’s fingers had slid between her legs and slowly rubbed as she listened to him talk, his lush voice washing over her as she lay back, closing her eyes.
‘Oh, that’s it, Julia,’ Lucius crooned as he watched her. She had opened her legs wider now, her fingers were sliding into her slit and she could feel the moisture appearing as her other hand found her hardened clitoris, rubbing at it gently. She knew she was aroused enough for him now and was going to stop but Lucius’ voice was talking gently in her ear, urging her onwards.
‘Bring yourself to climax for me, Julia,’ he whispered seductively, and stifling a moan at the sound of his voice, she followed his order.
Minutes later she cried out as her body shook, her muscles contracting around her fingers. Her eyes opened to see Lucius above her, watching eagerly, a look of desire in his eyes, his fingers lightly stroking over her breasts as he watched her come.
‘Beautiful,’ he whispered, and Julia blushed again, feeling a surprisingly warm flash of desire for her handsome husband shoot through her.
He moved as she removed her fingers from her wet core, expecting him to enter her, but instead, he took her hand, his mouth sliding over the wet fingers, sucking seductively on them. Julia gave a small moan.
‘Mmmm,’ Lucius commented lasciviously as he removed the fingers from his mouth. He smiled at Julia, then holding her hips fast he moved between her legs, sliding his throbbing hardness into her now ready body.
Julia cried out as he pushed inside her while Lucius gave a hiss of pleasure. Soon he was thrusting deeply, his hard length making her cry out with each stroke. His lips found hers in a deep and sensual kiss, mouths still joined as he rolled her over so she was on top and whispered to her to ride him hard.
His hands ran through her hair and then again as he pushed her back down beneath him, holding her down, trapped, as he plunged as hard and deep as he could. They climaxed almost together in a tangle of arms and legs as they clutched at one another, each wanting more of their lover, cries of passion erupting from them both as they spurred each other on. Finally finished, Lucius collapsed next to Julia, his arm loosely around her waist as his legs remained entwined with hers.
Julia lay there with a smile on her face, breathing heavily, trying to stop her heart that seemed to be hammering twice as fast as normal. That had been nothing like the intimacy she had shared with Nigel for all these years. It had a vibrancy and possessiveness that she had never experienced before and it made her tingle with excitement. Perhaps the Ministry of Magic had been right in their choice after all. She looked at her husband who was lying quietly, still apparently watching her carefully. She smiled and ran her hand through his long and now messy hair. He looked more gorgeous now than she had ever seen him look. She leant forward and kissed him gently on the lips.
‘Thank you,’ she whispered. ‘Do you have to go out?’ The unspoken offer was implicit in her tone.
Julia moved nearer to him, snuggling close, but she felt Lucius stiffen, obviously suddenly uncomfortable with the familiarity between them. His arm slid from her waist and he got up from the bed.
‘Yes, I do.’ He sounded a little discomfited. Julia looked up at him with confusion.
‘The contract has been satisfied and the illness should now cease,’ he said coldly as he dressed, no longer looking at her. ‘Obviously, we are still to fulfil the other part of the bond so it will be clear that we have tried for a baby but that can be discussed at a later date.’
Still refusing to look at her, Lucius left the room, closing the door behind him. Julia looked at the door in surprise for a moment, then, not entirely sure why, she burst into tears.

And so it went on. Days went by without Julia seeing Lucius at all and he didn’t visit her at night, either, seemingly preferring to keep his own company on the odd occasions when he stayed at home. When it became clear that he intended to ignore her unless he had absolutely no choice, and she could bear the solitude no longer, she made a decision. She was going to go back to work.
Julia worked at St Mungo’s Hospital as the administrative assistant to the Healers in the Magical Maladies ward. She was the one who kept their paperwork straight and filled in their reports while the busy Healers worked on their patients. She had been granted two weeks’ extra leave on top of the two weeks she had booked for her adjustment period, or honeymoon, as one of her friends had jokingly called it, but now she was due back at work.
She hadn’t broached the subject of work with Lucius on any of the few occasions when she had actually been in the same room as him. It seemed that apart from telling her she was no longer to contact Nigel — Lucius had been surprisingly angry when he discovered she had written to her ex-boyfriend to ask him to send on the rest of her belongings — he had absolutely no interest in either her or her life at all, and Julia was finding this somewhat hard to adapt to.
With Nigel, she had been in a relationship that, whilst she now had to admit had been a little stifling at times, had at least been loving and open. The two of them had spent almost all their free time together and had talked constantly. She and Lucius conversed so rarely Julia would have wondered if the whole thing wasn’t a dream if it wasn’t for the fact that she was cooped up in Malfoy Manor.
Julia had to admit that she was bored, pure and simple. And if Lucius wasn’t going to make her part of his life, as he so clearly showed he had no intention of doing, then she would go back to what she knew and make her own life once more.
On Monday morning she went down to the dining room, dressed and ready to leave for work as soon as she had eaten. Lucius was, as was always the case on the odd occasion he joined her for breakfast, sitting at the head of the table completely ignoring her as he read his newspaper, not even bothering to acknowledge her presence in the room. Julia sat down without saying anything to him and buttered some toast and poured a cup of tea, glancing at the back page of the journal as she did so. The Chudley Cannons had lost their latest match — nothing new there — and Ronald Weasley, the heroic friend of Harry Potter, had been confirmed as the new Keeper for Puddlemere United.
As she ate her breakfast, Julia debated whether to tell Lucius what she was doing but decided against it. He didn’t like to talk to her in the morning — hell, he didn’t like to talk to her at all if he could help it — and he probably wouldn’t be interested anyway. She could talk to him about it when she returned home if he was around and wanted to know what she had been doing. Finished with her breakfast, she folded her napkin and placed it on the empty plate then stood up, ready to head for the door. Lucius carefully folded his newspaper and placed it on the table beside him.
‘You’re all dressed up. Where are you going?’ he asked his voice surprisingly pleasant.
‘I’m going to work,’ Julia replied. ‘I’ll be back about six o’clock this evening.’
Lucius was out of his seat in a second, grabbing her wrists tightly and painfully, a look of barely controlled fury on his face.
‘Work! I don’t think so. You have no need to work, Julia. You’re a Malfoy now.’
Julia sighed as she pulled away from him, a little surprised that he let her go so easily. ‘It’s all very well me being a Malfoy, Lucius, but I’m bored stiff with sitting around this place with nothing to do all the time. Anyway, they’re expecting me back at work today, so I have to go in.’
Lucius shook his head firmly. ‘No. No wife of mine is going to work. I’m sure you must have something else you can do to keep yourself occupied. Don’t you have any hobbies?’
Julia shook her head in response. ‘No, I don’t, and I’m fed up with reading, it’s all I ever seem to do around here. There’s nothing else to do. Your home is already perfect; it doesn’t need any decorating or any work doing to it.’
Lucius snorted with laughter. ‘That never stopped Narcissa.’
‘Maybe not, but I don’t see the point in changing something just for the sake of it. The house is perfect as it is. And I have nothing else to do. The house-elves do all the chores and I have no children to keep me occupied. I’m bored, Lucius, and I need to work.’
‘Go shopping,’ he advised.
‘I don’t want to go shopping,’ Julia said tetchily. ‘There’s nothing I need.’
Lucius looked at her in surprise. ‘Who said anything about need? I’m sure you could just go shopping for the pleasure of it. Narcissa was always shopping. As my wife, you can buy anything you desire, not just things you need.’
‘There’s nothing I want, either,’ Julia replied with a sigh. ‘Except to go back to work,’ she added, sounding a little petulant.
‘Well, that’s out of the question,’ Lucius told her bullishly. ‘You are my wife now and I have no intention of letting you work.’
‘But—’
‘No, and that’s my final answer,’ Lucius said, raising his hand to stop her protestations. ‘Anyway, you can’t go in today.’
‘Why not?’ Julia was intrigued. What could she possibly be doing that would stop her from going into work? She never did anything, as she had just complained to Lucius.
‘Because I’ve decided we’ll try for a baby today,’ Lucius replied as if it was obvious. ‘I have some free time before a meeting I have to attend at the Ministry of Magic this afternoon, so it’s as good a time as any.’
‘Wow, how romantic,’ Julia spat out sarcastically. ‘You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet, don’t you, Lucius?’
‘Can I remind you that we are doing this purely so we can convince the Ministry that we have indeed tried to have children?’ Lucius pointed out acidly. ‘I see no reason to make it into something it so clearly isn’t, do you?’
Julia sighed. ‘No, I suppose you’re right, but you know it does help if I’m aroused. I want a bit more from you than just your cock this time.’
‘Do you?’ Lucius asked in surprise, then he smirked nastily. ‘But you did such a good job on your own last time.’ Julia glared at him, although it didn’t stop the smirk. ‘Well, I’m sure I can manage something,’ he replied condescendingly, looking her up and down as if examining her. ‘After all, you are gagging for me to fuck you again.’ The smirk widened as he dared her to contradict him.
‘No I’m not,’ Julia retorted angrily, but a little voice inside her mind was calling her a liar. However it may have started between them, sex with Lucius was far more exciting and arousing than it had been with Nigel and she couldn’t help wanting more.
‘All right, whatever you say.’ Lucius relented, although he still sounded smug. ‘So, shall we go to your room?’
‘I need to tell work that I won’t be in today, then,’ Julia told him unhappily.
‘Oh, I think they’ll realise that when you don’t arrive, won’t they?’ Lucius replied. ‘Anyway, I’ll contact them later and tell them you’ve left. I’m sure they’ll understand that you’ve chosen to concentrate on being a wife and mother.’
Lucius held out his hand as he looked pointedly at Julia. Although she was clearly not happy about it, she took it and followed as he led her from the dining room and towards the stairs. She knew she had no choice, but she couldn’t help feeling resentment towards Lucius for choosing now of all times to become interested in trying for a baby.
She had really been looking forward to going back to the bustle of the hospital, happily anticipating the interaction with people other than her uninterested husband and the house-elves, who had always given her the creeps however nice they were, and now he had ruined her chance at the first happiness she had felt in a month.
Of course, she knew he had done it on purpose. She would have bet money that he’d had no intention of suggesting this morning’s activity until he had seen her dressed and ready for work. It was just like him to want to ruin her life as he had been doing effortlessly since the day he had married her. She just hoped he was going to be a little more interactive during the foreplay this time.

‘Please let me go back to work, Lucius,’ Julia begged. She was laying in his arms after they had made love for the second time since he had taken her to bed.
‘But I don’t want you working.’ Lucius’ voice was firm.
‘I know you don’t, and I understand why, but I really am bored here. If I just had something to do . . . .’ Her voice trailed off, knowing she was fighting a losing battle.
‘So what is your job?’ Lucius asked finally a few minutes later, having felt the fight go out of her.
Julia hurriedly explained, taking the chance he offered to make Lucius see how much she enjoyed what she did. Amazingly, he actually listened to her although his hands were still caressing her body the entire time, fingers dipping to find for the third time that morning the wet core between her legs.
Julia gave a small moan of pleasure.
‘You don’t need to work,’ Lucius replied alluringly, his lips connecting with her throat in gentle butterfly kisses between words. ‘I’m sure we can find more interesting things to do.’
‘But you’re so rarely here,’ Julia pointed out. ‘This is the first time I’ve seen you in almost a week, even at breakfast. And when you are at home you always completely ignore me.’
‘Yes, well, I think that might change a bit now,’ Lucius replied as his tongue curled around a nipple before his mouth fastened upon it. He moaned loudly as Julia grasped his erect cock, whispering to her as she guided him inside her once again, his desire indicated by the noises he was making.
Julia gave herself to her husband completely once again, enjoying the feelings Lucius aroused in her. She had to admit that she really did enjoy having sex with him, especially as he had become far more proactive in ensuring her pleasure as well as his own. If he would actually spend more time with her, maybe she could survive being stuck at Malfoy Manor with no one else to talk to. But she wasn’t stupid. She knew promises made now meant nothing. She had a feeling Lucius would agree to just about anything as long as she let him inside her, and when his mood changed again he wouldn’t even show the tenderness he had shown this morning.
But then nothing mattered any longer as she was carried away on a wave of ecstasy, oblivious to everything except the feelings inside her and the wonderful man, his body pressed against hers, who had made her feel that way. She screamed out his name as wave after wave of delight washed over her and then the two of them collapsed, spent, in each other’s arms.
‘Will they let you work at home?’ Lucius asked her once they had both calmed down a little. They lay, still holding each other, noses rubbing as they gazed at each other smilingly.
Julia looked at him in surprise. ‘I don’t know.’
‘Well, we’ll need to find out,’ Lucius replied. “We can set you up an office and you can work from here at the Manor. We can put in a Floo connection to the hospital so they can come to see you if need be,’ he added. ‘And I suppose for the odd meeting you’d need to attend, too,’ he finished grudgingly.
Julia grabbed him and kissed him hard. Her heart was hammering. Lucius was really going to allow her to do this. Every bad thought she’d had about him was suddenly blown away. Things were finally going to get better.
‘Thank you, Lucius,’ she said happily.
‘I don’t want you going there too often, though,’ Lucius grumbled. ‘I don’t want everyone knowing that you’re working.’
Julia kissed him again. ‘Don’t worry,’ she replied. ‘I can be discreet, you know.’
Lucius stared at her, his eyes hardening and he gripped the tops of her arms tightly, squeezing them painfully. ‘Where does he work?’
‘He?’ Julia was confused for a moment. She had no idea who Lucius was talking about.
‘You know, your ex. Does he work there?’ Lucius’ voice was cold and demanding.
Julia shook her head. ‘No, he works for a Ministry laboratory, nowhere near St Mungo’s.’
Lucius relaxed and softened his grip on her a little.
‘Good. I still don’t want you seeing him. You’re my wife now and you won’t have anything further to do with that man.’ He kissed her again, his hands moving once more, then added, ‘I shall visit the Director of the hospital this afternoon after my meeting. He’s an old friend of mine so I shouldn’t have too many problems getting him to agree to my terms. Now, I think we have time for just one more go at making a baby before I have to leave.’

Amazingly, Lucius was as good as his word and did indeed arrange with the hospital that Julia could work from home, and within a few days everything had been set up. She had an office next to his and after breakfast each morning the two of them would walk companionably to their offices, parting with an agreement to share lunch.
On cold days they would eat sandwiches and drink tea in one of the offices, usually taking it in turns to be the host; their breaks were filled with conversation, mainly about their work. Julia was astonished to discover that Lucius was beginning to take an active interest in what she was doing, and after his discussion with the Director of the hospital he had become far less dismissive of her contribution.
As the days slowly turned a little warmer and the weather improved they left the house for lunch, now having picnics; Lucius carried a wicker basket filled with their favourite foods down to the newly blooming rose garden, where they would sit on a blanket and talk. Lucius was still spending evenings away from the house as before, but Julia had noticed that the amount of time he was away seemed to be much less than was previously the case, and he now spent several evenings a week at home.
But although they had their new-found friendship, it appeared their sex life had taken a step backwards as Lucius had made no more than one or two attempts to make love to her since the day he had agreed to her working. Julia didn’t push the issue as she knew that Lucius had already accommodated her far more than she had ever expected, especially knowing his dislike of her blood status. But as the days stretched to weeks and then to months she began to wonder if she had done something and he was purposely avoiding her.
‘Is there anything wrong?’ she asked him one afternoon while they were relaxing in the garden. She watched him as he took a sip of his wine.
‘No . . . why?’ Lucius looked confused.
Julia shrugged. ‘Oh, well, no reason. It’s just . . . . ’ She trailed off. Lucius was looking at her intently now and that always made her feel uncomfortable.
‘Just what?’ he probed.
‘Well, you know. We haven’t . . . made love for ages.’ Julia blushed.
Lucius took another sip of his drink. He nodded his head slowly as if thinking about something, then rubbed his nose. ‘No, we haven’t. Well, yes, I suppose we should do it again, really. It can hardly be classified as trying if we do it less than once a month.’
Julia reached out to stroke his hand. ‘I don’t mind how often you want to do it,’ she admitted, blushing shyly.
Lucius laughed, putting his glass down and pushing her down on the rug beneath him. ‘I knew you were gagging for it,’ he said mischievously, ‘that you love me touching you.’
‘I do,’ Julia admitted. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss.
Lucius’ hands worked on the buttons of her blouse as they kissed, soon revealing her bra. His mouth moved to lick at her nipples through the lacy material as his hands undid and pulled down her skirt revealing the not quite matching knickers. He looked at her for a moment lying beneath him with her auburn hair fanning out around her, her hazel eyes wide with arousal. He ran his fingers down her stomach, making her giggle.
‘You really need to go shopping,’ he said a touch sourly.
‘Why?’ Julia looked confused at the strange mood-breaking comment.
‘What is that underwear you’re wearing?’ Lucius asked, wrinkling his nose. ‘It’s absolutely awful.’
‘There’s nothing wrong with it,’ Julia replied defensively.
‘Well, it’s not exactly sexy, is it?’ he retorted.
Julia glanced down at the admittedly aging underwear she was now flashing to the world. It was true that it was plain and functional, white cotton knickers and a cheap lacy nylon bra that didn’t exactly scream sex goddess, but then when she had got dressed that morning she hadn’t expected to be having sex that day — and what did it matter, anyway? She was sure Lucius didn’t intend to keep it on.
‘Sorry, I wasn’t thinking about being alluring when I got dressed this morning,’ Julia said spikily.
‘Clearly.’ Lucius’ tone was condescending. ‘Perhaps you should consider it more.’
‘Why?’ Julia sat up, angry now. ‘Why should I consider it when you don’t want to make love to me anyway, Lucius? What’s the point of me getting dressed up in sexy underwear just to be ignored?’
‘Perhaps you wouldn’t be ignored if you were better dressed,’ Lucius replied acidly. He stood up.
Julia gave a sharp bark of a laugh. ‘Oh, right. You don’t fuck me because I’ve got the wrong underwear. That’s complete bollocks, Lucius, and you know it.’
Lucius looked at her, his eyes and voice cold. ‘No, I fuck you because I have to, Julia, in order to fulfil the contract. Sexy underwear would just make it a little more bearable for me.’
He stood over her sneering. She was already re-buttoning her blouse and trying to stop the tears that had formed in her eyes at his words.
‘So you’ve never enjoyed what we’ve done?’ Julia asked. She tried not to sound hurt.
‘Not in the way you have,’ Lucius stated confidently. ‘As I said, it’s a necessity, nothing more.’
He walked away leaving Julia on the blanket still trying to dress herself, her shaking hands causing her to have to re-button the blouse, and trying desperately, but failing miserably, not to cry.

Lucius disappeared completely for the next three days. He didn’t appear at breakfast and his office was cold and silent. Julia had spent the days working hard trying to forget about him as she was still angry with the way he had treated her in the rose garden. She spent her evenings tucked away in her bedroom, wrapped up in bed with hot chocolate spiked with brandy, reading a book and trying not to worry about the fact that he had left.
With the exception of their first few weeks of marriage Lucius had never been away from Malfoy Manor for so long. It was obviously to do with the argument they’d had that day, and that worried Julia. She had grown used to being married to Lucius now, and although the lovemaking was sporadic she had expected that eventually, they would find their way. It was clear to her that when they did get intimate it wasn’t just going through the motions in order to have a baby, whatever Lucius may have told her. If that was the case they wouldn’t have spent all afternoon in bed and done it three times the last time they had been together.
But while she was ready to accept that she did fancy her husband and wanted to try to make a go of things properly with him, Lucius appeared to be intent on trying to convince himself that he had no feelings for her and everything was still just to fulfil the contract. His petty criticism of her underwear was just another way of reinforcing that image. It was pathetic, but in a way she could understand it.
He was Pure-blood, after all, and overcoming his natural hatred of Muggle-borns after so many years must be extremely hard, especially admitting that you actually cared for one. But now that she had allowed herself to care about Lucius he had the power to hurt her even more than when they had first been placed together. And that was what he had done when he had left her in the rose garden, sobbing and distraught.
She had to face the fact that Lucius didn’t want to love her, didn’t want to remain in the relationship once the two years were up, she had to harden herself to the fact and act accordingly. She had to forget all the dreams she’d had over the previous few weeks since their relationship seemed to have improved. She had to go back to her original idea of just making it to the second anniversary and then it would all be over and she could leave Malfoy Manor and Lucius behind. Then she would have to find a new life to live.

Julia glanced at the bureau on her way back from the bathroom. There was a large white box tied with a black velvet ribbon sitting on it. She frowned. Where had that come from? One of the house-elves must have left it for her whilst she was in the bath. She picked up the box and carried it to the bed, sitting down as she untied the ribbon. Inside was a flurry of pure white tissue paper and nestled within were several sets of the most beautiful quality lingerie she had ever seen, all in dark purple silk with black lace trim. There was also a beautiful silk and lace chemise and a matching robe in a wonderful shimmering copper colour. She laid the items on the bed and looked at the envelope she found at the bottom of the box. Taking a deep breath she opened the flap and pulled out the card.
Julia,
I apologise for my harsh words to you the last time we were together. These few items are sent as an apology, although I will admit the idea of you wearing them makes me hard. Expect a visit from me soon, as we are now well overdue.
Fondest regards,
Lucius
Julia shook her head as she laughed at the letter. Lucius thought buying her new underwear was a good way of apologising for his criticism of her old. Well, that spoke volumes about the man. But she did have to admit it was beautiful underwear, and much better quality than anything she had ever owned before. And he had told her that thinking of her in it made him hard, which was something of a confession for him, so perhaps it wasn’t all bad.
She quickly slipped off her nightdress, which now she looked at it, she realised was just as awful as her old underwear, and put on the chemise and robe, unable to stop admiring herself in the mirror. The outfit was beautiful and felt so soft and sensual on her body, and the colour was just right. It went well with both her hair and her complexion and somehow made her look better than she did normally. Grudgingly, she accepted that perhaps Lucius did have a point about sexy underwear after all.
It was only about ten minutes later that there was a knock on the outer door. Julia made her way through the drawing room to answer it. Lucius stood there dressed in his dark Slytherin green robe, his long hair tousled as if from sleep.
‘Can I come in?’ he asked her, his voice sounding serious.
Julia nodded and moved back to open the door wider, admitting him into the room.
‘That looks absolutely stunning on you,’ Lucius told her sincerely, indicating the chemise and robe. ‘It goes amazingly with your hair. It’s the perfect colour.’ He smiled with pleasure.
‘It’s beautiful,’ Julia admitted. ‘It feels really lovely on.’
‘And the underwear?’ Lucius asked. He looked a little uncomfortable.
‘I haven’t tried it on yet, but I love the colour.’ Julia smiled back at him, enjoying his discomfort. ‘And I’m sure it’ll look very sexy on.’
‘You already look very sexy, Julia,’ Lucius said, coming closer. ‘Even better than I imagined you’d look,’ he whispered in her ear as he pulled her into his arms. His hand gently caressed her face as his lips found hers, tentatively at first but then with more passion as he realised she wasn’t going to reject him.
‘Does that mean you’re even harder?’ Julia asked quietly, her eyes glinting as she looked at him.
In response, he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, laying her gently on the bed before moving the box containing the lingerie back to the bureau. A moment later he joined her on the bed, his lips finding hers once more as his hands caressed the soft silk that covered her already aroused body.
‘There was another reason I chose this outfit,’ Lucius whispered silkily, ‘apart from the fantastic colour.’
‘What was that?’ Julia asked, intrigued.
‘Those amazingly small knickers that came with it,’ he admitted laughingly. ‘I’ve never seen anything like them. And the idea of you in them and then me removing them . . . well, there was no way I wasn’t buying it.’
‘These knickers, you mean?’ Julia asked wickedly, briefly lifting the skirt to reveal the tiniest scrap of silk.
Lucius gave a deep growl of desire. ‘Once again, so much better than my imagination had conjured it . . . of course, now I need to remove them.’ Julia giggled as he moved. ‘Using my mouth, of course,’ Lucius whispered in her ear, making her shiver with anticipation.
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