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Original Sin	By : amburnikole Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 19031 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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�Alright Molly, they�re sound asleep. I should be by on
Sunday to spend some time with them before Ron comes to pick them up for his
month. Of course I�m sure I�ll be over a few days here and there to see them,
but I really want to give Ron his time with them you know.�

�Of course Hermione dear. Don�t you worry about a thing.
We�re going to have a wonderful time with them.�

�Alright, goodnight Molly. I�m heading home then. If you
need me, owl me or floo me ok?�

Molly simply smiled and nodded.

�8 am had Hermione standing in front of the Scarlet Rose
wondering just what she was really doing. Her boss was a vastly different
person than she ever thought him to be, but was she really about to let him
make her over? She chuckled in spite of herself. Who would have thought that
I�d be standing here waiting for Lucius Malfoy, ex-deatheater, to take me on a
shopping spree? They would have carted me off to St. Mungos is we were still
back at Hogwarts.

She heard the click of his cane before she saw him. He did
look rather impressive in his deep blue slacks, blue and gold brocade vest,
crisp white button down, matching blue ascot with his Golden M pin in the
middle, topped off by his sapphire blue jacket with tails. He always seemed to
be something straight out of an old English novel. His platinum hair was tied
back gently with a blue silk ribbon and he smiled at her as he came up the
walk.

�Ah Hermione, prompt as ever I see.�

�You wouldn�t expect anything else would you?�

�No of course not. Now let�s be on our way. We have a lot of
ground to cover.�

�No offense Lucius, but I don�t want to end up looking like
some pureblooded stiff from your galas when we are done.�

He chuckled.

�Of course not. You�re worth twenty of those harlots any day
and you definitely need a look that screams warmth and passion. Those women exude
cold and unfeeling indifference. All they want in life is a higher station and
more money. They care nothing for the heart. You could never be like them.
Anyway, come along.�

�Where are we going?� she asked, catching up to him and
setting into his stride.

�To the Westminster Tube station.�

�We are taking the tube?�

He stopped at looked at her.

�Isn�t that normally how one gets around London?�

�Well yes... I just assumed that you...�

�That I take hired cars and apparate everywhere?�

She blushed and nodded.

�Well, shows what you know then doesn�t it? We�ll be taking
the circle line to South Kensington then getting on the Piccadilly line to
Knightsbridge. Come along and keep close. The trains can be quite busy at this
hour.�

She scurried next to him to keep up.

On the train, she contemplated where they could be going
when it hit her.

�Are we going to Harrods?�

He cocked his head at her.

�Yes we are, is that alright?�

Oh yes, of course. But um, they don�t open until 10 am.�

He smirked.

�By appointment, they are open whenever the customer wants.
They know I spend lots of money so the store will be at our command my dear. Clarice
is my personal shopper and she will be attending to us, along with her team if
need be.�

�Oh please don�t be spending ungodly amounts of money on me
Lucius. I don�t need...�

He placed his hand up.

�Hush. I will spend whatever money I want to spend and you
will love every minute of it. It�s only money and I have more than plenty.
Sometimes you need to let people spoil you Hermione.�

�I suppose�only if we can stop at Fortnum and Mason if there
is time when we are done.�

He raised an eyebrow.

�I want to get a fruitcake for Molly and theirs are simply
divine.�

�I�m sure we can fit it in.�

�Good.�

�Knightsbridge
Station. Please mind the gap between the train and the platform.�

�Here we are.� He pulled her away from the crowd to an older
unused exit.

�Hold onto my arm� he spoke before apparating with a crack.

When she looked around she saw they were on the bottom floor
by the Diana and Dodi Fayed memorial.

�Now you choose to apparate?�

He shrugged.

�I like a good entrance, what can I say? Clarice is a witch
so it will be no surprise for her that we didn�t walk through the front doors.�

�Ah I see.�

�Well, we are starting your day at the Urban Retreat. It�s
on the fifth floor; would you rather take the escalator or the elevator?�

�Hmm�elevator would be quicker. Let�s do that.�

�Elevator it is then. After you my dear.�

She led the way to the elevator and they took it to the
fifth floor. The bright white of the beauty section met them, along with a
petite blonde wearing a gold nametag with the name Clarice on it.

�Good morning. You must be Ms. Granger. I�m Clarice and I
will take care of anything you need today.�

�Pleasure to meet you Clarice.�

�The pleasure is mine madam. Good morning Mr. Malfoy.�

He nodded in recognition.

�I think we should start with the hair Clarice and we�ll
move on from there. It is a rather wild mane and might take the most time.� He
said with a smirk.

Hermione glared at him a moment before being rushed by more
associates who were pulling, prodding, and leading her away. They were all
smiles as they led her into the salon. A tall, rather skinny man came into view
and he sat her in the nearest chair and began to circle her.

�Hmm�.first we�ll work with your color and then we will do
some cutting to tone down the poof factor you have going on here. We�ll play
around a bit and by the time I�m done with you, Mr. Malfoy out there will be
hard pressed to keep his hands to himself.�

�Ah, I don�t think that will be a problem. He�s my boss and
we are purely professional. He�s just being a good friend by doing all this for
me.�

The man smiled.

�My dear, Lucius is a sucker for gorgeous hair. Mark my words;
he�ll have to consciously stop himself from reaching out and touching yours
when I�m done.�

The thoughts came unbidden to her mind of Lucius running his
fingers through her hair. She suppressed the shiver that threatened to come
over her, and the goose bumps she got surprised her even more.

�Are you cold Hermione?�

She looked up into the mirror to see his cool grey eyes
staring back at her from behind.

She suppressed another shiver.

�No Lucius. Got a chill for a moment, but I�m sure I�ll be
fine.�

He smiled warmly at her.

He was rather handsome when he smiled like that.

Wait, Lucius Malfoy
handsome? Where had that come from?

She looked up to see his profile in the mirror as he talked
to Clarice.

What have I gotten
myself into?

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