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  • The Masked Lady

    By : soldiersgirl0709
    Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione
    Views: 36030
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    Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Harry Potter nor do I make any money from the publication of this fic. Only friends and smiles.-
  • Chapter List
    • 1-The Masked Lady
    • 2-A Worthy Cause
    • 3-Special Treatment
    • 4-Seeking Answers
    • 5-Phantom Of The Opera
    • 6-Obsession
    • 7-Chairman of the Board
    • 8-Cinderella
    • 9-Caught In A Trap
    • 10-Vanished.....again!
    • 11-The Return
    • 12-What Have You Done To My Father?
    • 13-A Question of Retirement
    • 14-Poor Harry
    • 15-Dinner Parties and Dirty Deeds
    • 16-Situation Out of Control
    • 17-The Seeds of a Plan
    • 18-Soft Moments
    • 19-The Event
    • 20-Facing the Mirror
    • 21-The Epilogue
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  • Chapter 21: The Epilogue








    Nestled deep within the hills of Northern England, shadowed by magic and hidden from muggle view sat a large stone building that housed the mentally unstable citizens of the wizarding population. Wands were confiscated upon admission and the wards over the building prevented the use of magic in any way for any one other than the staff. It was there, in the Shady Willow, that Astoria Malfoy lived and received treatment for several years before retiring to a small house in the South of France. Her bond with Draco was severed shortly after her admission on the grounds that she was not mentally sound.







    The case of the Masked Lady was never solved, it simply faded away when no more incidents occurred and she became somewhat of an urban legend. Every once in a while the story would re-circulate, usually accompanying some strange occurrence when the possessions of the wealthy went missing. But the Masked Lady remained firmly retired regardless of what people believed.





    Draco enjoyed another couple of years with his mistress Elizabeth before they parted ways and moved on. Draco enjoyed being a wealthy bachelor and lived it up while Hermione and Lucius settled into a quiet life together…











    Five years later…









    Harry Potter stepped through the fireplace at Malfoy Manor using his Master Auror Code to access the house. He immediately slammed into the back of Draco Malfoy who turned slowly and smiled.





    “Hello, Potter!” He greeted, rather cheerfully.







    “Malfoy, what in the bloody hell is going on? I received an emergency call to get here right away!” Harry said, looking around worriedly.







    “I know, I’m the one who called for you.” Draco said. Harry was confused and his brow furrowed in irritation.







    “I don’t have time for games! I was worried that something had happened to Mione or Lucius but everything looks just fine aside from you grinning like the village idiot!” Harry snapped.





    “Give it a minute.” Draco chuckled. Just then the door to the parlor they were in slammed open, bouncing off of the wall as Hermione stomped inside. “You won’t regret this, I promise.”







    “You are an arrogant prick!” She shouted just as Lucius followed in behind her with a scowl on his face.







    “And you are the most stubborn arsed witch I have ever met!” He reached out for her arm and turned her around to face him. “Stop walking away from me, damn you!”








    “What’s going on?” Harry asked, watching the scene in front of him in confusion.







    “The house elves came for me about an hour ago, said that Father and Hermione were killing each other.” Draco chuckled. “They’ve been at this for hours apparently.”
















    “If you want to keep that hand I would suggest that you take it off of me right now, Lucius Abraxas Malfoy!” Hermione’s eyes narrowed as she followed the line of his arm from his hand all the way up to his glittering blue eyes.







    “Did you just use my full name? You sounded just like my mother right then!” Lucius said incredulously.







    “If I were your mother I would have beaten you for what you are trying to pull!” She snapped, wrenching her arm away from him and moving towards the parlor’s other door.







    “NO!” Lucius shouted, flicking his wand towards both doors and sealing them shut. “I have chased you all over this bloody house for hours now you hard headed bint! By gods you are going to listen to me one way or another.”







    “I don’t take orders from you, you big queen!” She ground out through clenched teeth, her hands fisted at her sides as her chest heaved with every breath.







    “You know there are a lot of witches out there in your situation who would be thrilled!” He shouted.







    “Fine! Have at them!” She said, gesturing towards the door.


















    “I don’t understand….what is her situation?” Harry asked Draco. “And did she just call him a Queen?”







    “Father got Granger all sprogged up.” Draco folded his arms across his chest and leaned back against the fireplace, thoroughly enjoying every moment of the circus that was his father’s relationship with Hermione Granger. He had never seen two people fight with such heat before. They were borderline scary at times, especially when Granger got to the point of throwing things. The witch had a hell of an arm on her. But they never failed to end up back in one another’s arms in a disgusting display of passion that had Draco debating on whether to continue watching, in the off chance that he might catch a glimpse of Granger naked, hell she was hot, and covering his eyes like a child who walked in on his parents shagging. “And Granger likes to poke fun at his appearance, she calls him a drag queen when she’s ticked off about something.”







    “Oooohhhhhh….” Harry’s eyes grew wide as saucers behind his glasses. “I take it Mione isn’t too happy about being pregnant.”







    Draco looked over his shoulder at Potter and smirked a little. He still didn’t particularly care for the whiny arsed Chosen One but he wasn’t too bad and he was always good for a laugh with his social awkwardness.







    “No, not at all. The baby was planned, not an accident.” Draco watched as Harry choked on his own breath, his eyes blinking rapidly as he processed the information.







    “I don’t understand, if she wanted this then why is she so mad?” He asked when he could finally speak again.









    “Because Father is trying to marry her.”














    “You know there are a lot of witches out there in your situation who would be thrilled!” He shouted.







    “Fine! Have at them!” She said, gesturing towards the door.










    “I don’t want them, I WANT to marry YOU, you daft cow!” Lucius shouted, fisting his hands in his hair at his temples. “Why are you being so difficult about this? We are having a baby, it’s what you said you wanted, what WE wanted!”







    “You didn’t mention that marriage came with it!” She threw her hands into the air and stomped to the window, completely oblivious to the two wizards near the hearth.







    “I assumed it was a given!” He closed his eyes tight, clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides to keep from throttling her. “Hermione, I love you, I know that you love me too so WHY IN THE BLOODY HELL WON’T YOU MARRY ME?”







    “BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T ASK ME, FUCKTARD!” She snatched a small vase from the table near the window and threw it, stomping her foot in frustration when he caught it and denied her the satisfying shatter of the glass.














    “What is a fucktard, Potter? Is that some muggle thing?” Draco asked.







    “I think it’s a contraction of sorts…shortening the term ‘Fucking Retard’.” Harry answered. “Why did you call me here?”







    “Thought you’d want to watch.” Draco said chuckling. “I know I enjoy it.”


















    “I most certainly did ask you! I asked you right after we finished with the healer this morning! Then you went hormonal on me!” Lucius argued as he fell back into a large chair by the window, weary and hurt because she was so averse to marrying him despite carrying his child in her belly.







    “No, you didn’t ask me. When we left the healer’s office you said, and I quote ’I will contact the ministry right away and procure a license, we can plan a small ceremony by months end.’ You TOLD me I was going to marry you, you didn’t ask me.” She said, fingering a small figurine on the table.







    “Again, when we began planning to have a child together I thought it was understood that we would wed…don’t you dare throw that, Hermione, it was my grandmother’s.” Lucius said, accioing the figurine to keep it safe.







    “Why would I think that, Lucius? Marriage has never been discussed between us. We have lived together for over five years without it.” She said, glaring at him in irritation.







    “We weren’t having a baby, things are different now, and it isn’t as though I didn’t want to marry you before.” He said, brushing a piece of lint from his trouser leg. “You just never gave me any indication that you would accept and I didn’t want to be humiliated by your refusal.”







    “We don’t have to get married to be good parents.” She said, turning her attention back to the scenery outside the window. “It isn’t necessary.”









    “No, we don’t have to…I want to. Our relationship has been unconventional from the start. We came together because you were robbing me repeatedly, we became lovers then we lived together without marriage for over five years despite the gossip and scandal it caused. I have been happier than I can ever remember since deciding to spend my life with you and I’m sorry, forgive me but I want to have a normal family with you.” He rubbed at the furrowed skin between his eyes as he felt a headache coming on.
















    “He really does love her, doesn’t he?” Harry said, still shocked to see Lucius with Hermione even after so many years.







    “Yes…so much it makes him crazy.” Draco chuckled.


















    “I’ll do anything, Hermione. Just tell me what you want me to do.” He said wearily.









    “Do you really want to marry me, Lucius? Not just for the baby, but do you REALLY want to marry me?” She asked softly.









    “More than anything in the world, I love you.” He said quietly.









    “Then ask me.” She said.







    “Hermione, will you…”







    “On your knees.” She said, turning around to lean back against the table. Lucius pursed his lips and slid from the chair, making his way over to her. She raised one brow in challenge and he slowly went to his knees in front of her.









    ”Hermione Granger, love of my life, mother of my child and keeper of my heart, will you please do me the honor of being my wife?” He asked, staring into her eyes.









    “That wasn’t so difficult, now was it?” She asked, threading her fingers through his hair and smoothing it back from his face.







    “You might consider giving me an answer.” He said.







    “Of course I will marry you…silly wizard.” She said leaning down to kiss his lips.







    “Oh…I almost forgot.” He said, reaching into his trouser pocket. He held out his hand, his fingers curled into his palm before slowly unfurling them. Lying in his palm was a simple square cut diamond set in silver with little baguettes marching down the side. “This is for you.”









    “You have a ring?” She gasped. Lucius reached for her hand and slid the ring onto her finger, bringing it to his lips for a light kiss.







    “My decision to marry you wasn’t on a whim, Hermione, I was just waiting for the right time.” He said. “Can I get off of my knees now?”









    “Not just yet…” Hermione smirked, reaching out to tangle her fingers in his hair.


















    “Gods damn it, time for us to go, Potter!” Draco said as he grabbed Harry by the shoulder and shoved him into the fireplace. His parting horny bastard went unheard by the couple celebrating their engagement.


























    Seventeen years later…







    Lucius Malfoy stood in his study surrounded by his children. Five daughters ranging in age from six to sixteen and one son who was only three months old. Celeste, his youngest daughter was sitting on top of his desk drawing pictures in his ledgers that he would have to go back later and erase, providing she didn’t rip the pages out to stick to the wall. Clarissa was eight and sat on the floor in front of the hearth playing with her dolls. His thirteen year old twins, Natalia and Natasha were waiting patiently for their allowance so they could go to the cinema with their friends. All of his girls looked like their mother with the exception of their blue eyes which they got from him, but their honey colored curls and heart shaped faces were all Hermione.







    Maxwell, to his delight, looked like his father, his white blonde hair stuck straight up off of his head and his bright blue eyes already twinkled with mischief. Lucius was very proud of his family, even if life had become slightly chaotic over the years.







    “Where are Hermione and Vivvie?” Draco asked as he strolled into his father’s study in his dress robes.







    “Upstairs, still getting ready.” Lucius said, fussing with his tie. “I still can’t believe I was talked into letting Vivienne come to the gala, she is only sixteen, far too young for such a function.”







    “Not really, Vivvie wants to get dressed up and go to a grown up party and she’s plenty old enough…I’d already had more than one girl by the time I was sixteen….” Draco stopped when he heard his father growl in warning. Lucius Malfoy was fiercely protective of his girls. It had taken a lot of convincing for him to allow the oldest to go off to Hogwarts and he was known for showing up at random times, much to the Headmistress’s chagrin, to check on his precious girls. “It doesn’t matter, she’s going with me, not a date and as her big brother I promise to pummel anyone who looks at her.”







    “You need a wife and an heir, Draco.” Lucius said, glancing down at his watch again.







    “I had a wife, bitch was crazy, I don’t want another one. Besides, I made Max my heir, filed the papers today in fact. I’m not cut out for fatherhood, too selfish.” Draco said, shrugging his shoulders. It was true, he just didn’t have it in him to be a husband and father. Instead of feeling bad about this fact, Draco was pleased to have discovered this about himself without making the life of another woman and possibly a child miserable while he figured it out.







    He did love his little siblings though, they brought him immeasurable joy and a sadistic glee as he watched his father struggle through the emotions of watching his daughters grow into women. And lucky for him he got to be hero for five beautiful little sisters who showered him with love and affection. As he stood talking to his father he was wrapped in the skinny arms of the twins, one on either side of him hugging him tight before they suddenly darted off giggling.







    “What is taking them so damned long?” Lucius grumbled, watching the twins scurry from the room.







    “I don’t know, but Tally just picked my pocket.” Draco said, noticing his missing galleons. “Just like her mother.” Lucius gasped and went pale, falling back against his desk. “Father?” Draco asked worriedly, reaching out to steady the older wizard.









    “What….no…no…no…no….” Lucius kept shaking his head, his eyes locked across the room.







    “Wow, Vivvie!” Celeste said, smiling from the center of her father’s desk. Draco looked up to see his stepmother and younger sister entering the room. Hermione looked stunning, the years only adding to her grace and beauty, her figure, just a little softer after six children, was hugged to perfection in a simple black gown. But it was Vivienne that took his breath away. She was tall and slender like her father, but with curves like her mother. She wore a simple pink strapless gown that nipped in at the waist and flared out over her hips, her long honey toned curls were pinned atop her head and her makeup was understated yet it accentuated the flush of excitement in her cheeks.









    “Vivvie! You will be the belle of the ball!” Draco said, smiling as he approached his little sister and kissed her cheek. She blushed and smiled shyly, biting her bottom lip in a gesture so reminiscent of her mother that it made Lucius want to cry as she walked towards him.







    “Daddy? Do you think I look pretty?” She asked softly. Lucius swallowed hard and stared down at the beautiful girl waiting for his reassurance. She was beautiful, he had thought so from the moment she entered the world, but he wasn’t prepared for her to look like….well, like a woman. She was just a girl, a baby really, his baby.







    “Lucius.” Hermione gave him a little nudge and he actually made a strangled noise that almost sounded like he was in pain.







    “You look beautiful, my darling.” He said finally. “I’ve never met a woman who could rival your mother in beauty before now.” Her smile was like a shot to the heart and he nearly buckled beneath it.







    “I shall be the envy of every man there.” Draco said, offering her his arm. “Come on, take pity on your poor, pathetic brother who can’t get a date.” He teased, leading Vivienne away so his father could get a grip on himself. “Girls, come with me.” He called over his shoulder to Celeste and Clarissa. They looked around in confusion for a moment but followed their big brother from the room and left their parents alone.







    “I’m going to have a coronary!” Lucius gasped, clutching his hand over his heart.







    “No you aren’t, you big drama queen.” Hermione chuckled as she wrapped her arms around his bicep and leaned into him. “She’s growing up, Lucius, it was bound to happen.”







    “She most certainly is not! She’s just a baby!” He insisted.







    “No, she’s a woman. Soon the twins will do the same, then Clarissa and Celeste….”









    “No, I forbid it.” He said unreasonably. Hermione couldn’t help but laugh.









    “You can’t stop it, my love. Soon they will find loves of their own and they will leave the nest to build another.” She said.







    “Why are you so mean to me?” He asked, rubbing the center of his chest.







    “You have to let them go at some point.” She said, kissing his cheek.







    “Like hell I will…First thing Monday morning I am searching for a convent…”







    “No you aren’t.” Hermione laughed, throwing her arms around his neck. “You know, you really are cute when you get all over protective.”







    “I’m not trying to be cute, I’m trying to protect my daughters from idiots and perverts!” He frowned.







    “They will always love you best.” She said softly against his ear. “I love you…and you know, the quicker we get to the ball the quicker we can come home and explore a little perversion ourselves.” She teased, nipping his earlobe.







    “We could just skip the ball.” He said, turning to stare at his luscious wife suggestively. Over twenty years together had done nothing to cool his passion for the wild, wanton little witch.









    “We could, but Vivvie is there looking so beautiful with all those wizards….” She found herself standing in the middle of the Ministry gala before she could even finish her thought, her husband dragging her along behind him in search of their daughter.













    A/N: I just want to say thanks for reading everyone!! Your hilarious comments made me smile again and again. I am already nearly half through another Lumione and then I will be deeply embedded with Snape for a while….Id like to get back to Draco at some point…problem is Lucius….he loves to be center of attention and often wiggles his way into my head and spreads out, leaving no room for the others……
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