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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: As ever I want to say a HUGE thank you to my wonderful beta Mamacita who really does a wonderful job with my terrible punctuation.
Voracious Reader — I agree Lucius should be tied up and I'm just the girl to do it! As for the consent thing, I did consider it briefly but honestly Hermione really was happy to have sex — she just didn't realise that it wasn't Ron she was doing it with.
Elphaba — welcome! Hmmm how will she work it out? I expect time will tell . . . .
Ginnylovesharry07 — I don't think Ron's going to get an easy time of it poor lad. You know what Hermione's like when she gets and idea in her head! *LOL*
Werewolfhime — *LOL* You might not be the only one who's upset at Lucius for calling Hermione a Mudblood. Read on . . . .

Having dressed, Lucius Malfoy headed towards the school gates under the shield of an Invisibility Cloak. Once outside he Apparated back to Malfoy Manor where he quickly made his way to his rooms, not wanting to be disturbed by Narcissa.
He pulled off the Cloak and looked at himself in the mirror; he still looked like that oaf Weasley. Gods only knew what Hermione saw in the boy; she deserved so much better. She deserved someone like him. Lucius sighed. He had only just taken another mouthful of that foul Polyjuice potion when Hermione had rounded on him, so he was stuck with looking like this for at least another forty minutes. He poured himself a large Firewhisky and sat in a chair by the fire, replaying the evening in his mind.
It was a shame, Lucius considered, that he had lost control of himself for a moment and called her a Mudblood. Until then he had been having a splendid evening and had expected to spend considerably more time introducing the delectable Miss Granger to all the sexual delights he could think of. After all, they had hardly even got started.
But that one little word had slipped out and she had run away, leaving him only partially fulfilled. He had come, at least, and he had been the one to relieve her of her precious virginity. Lucius could still imagine how Hermione had felt wrapped around him, her tightness so exquisite on his cock as he had conquered her; had claimed her. And oh, how he had claimed her! He could still see her face contorted with desire and hear the noises she had made as he made her come, and he smiled.
Oh yes, he’d had a good evening. It was just a shame it had ended so abruptly. And the worst bit was that he wouldn’t be able to play with her again. He had intended to leave her wanting more, giving himself the opportunity to visit her time and again. But now she would probably never speak to Weasley again and it was very unlikely she would ever consider anything more intimate, so that opportunity was lost. However, the original plan had been a sound one and he could definitely consider it a success.
When he had first become aware of Hermione as more than the annoying little Mudblood know-it-all she had been all these years, Lucius had been mortified to realise that his feelings towards her were not of hatred, as he would have expected, but rather more lustful. So lustful in fact, that he had spent months dreaming of her, dreaming of all the ways he could make love to her, all the things he could do to that sweet body; imagined her begging him to touch her, to take her, to make her his. When he had seen her at the last Slytherin/Gryffindor Quidditch match he had been utterly smitten and determined to somehow get the girl into his bed.
Of course, there was the problem of his age. He was sure that even if she hadn’t detested him so thoroughly for being a Pure-blood, Draco’s father, and a Death Eater, she wouldn’t have been interested in a man old enough to be her own father. More importantly, from his viewpoint, was the fact that she was a Mudblood. It wouldn’t do for anyone to find out he had a craving for her, that would highlight his weakness. But weakness or not, he had to have her.
Lucius had surreptitiously watched her after the match while he talked to Severus, noting how she interacted with her friends, that blasted Potter boy and the gormless oaf Weasley. It had soon become clear that, strangely, she fancied the Weasley boy, although he obviously didn’t return her feelings — or maybe, Lucius thought, he was just too thick to realise what a lucky bastard he was.
And that was when the idea had hit him like a lightning bolt out of the blue. The beautiful Miss Granger was in love with the Weasley boy and would surely be happy to get physical with him given the chance. All he, Lucius, had to do was get hold of some Polyjuice potion and turn himself into the boy, then he could seduce the object of his affection without anyone knowing that he was fucking a Mudblood. Best of all, with his skill as a lover, he could have her begging for more, and this could become a regular thing. He would totally dominate her, bending her to his will as he introduced her slowly to the pleasures of the flesh.
Severus had looked at him strangely for a moment, as if sensing his thoughts, but Lucius knew of his friend’s Leglimency talents and used his own Occlumency skills to keep his thoughts of Hermione hidden.
Having decided on his course of action, Lucius had headed over to talk to his son, purposely bumping into Weasley on the way. In the ensuing scuffle, he had managed to procure some of the boy’s hair, enough for several visits at any rate. And to add to his anticipation, his little firecracker had waded in to berate him, her beautiful voice making him shiver with delight although he had ignored what she was actually saying to him, knowing that if he listened to the words his temper would flare and he might inadvertently hurt her.
And now he’d had her. Not in every way that he wanted to take her, but even that one time had been utter bliss. Lucius took a large mouthful of his Firewhisky and sighed. The truth was that he had enjoyed it even more than he had imagined he would, and all he wanted now was to have her again.
He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply the smell of Hermione that was still on him, almost as if she was still there. His mind recreated the scenes from earlier in the evening, remembering her delicious taste as his tongue found her tight pussy and the pleasure she had given him merely by being receptive to his advances.
Lucius could feel the hardness in his trousers again and cursed the fact that he wasn’t still with his lover. Regardless of what had happened between them, he was sure that Hermione was his lover, and he was determined that she would eventually be with him again.
For a moment he considered the possibility of using Polyjuice to become Draco. Lucius was pretty sure that the enmity between his son and Hermione was caused by his son’s attraction to her. But he was aware that Hermione’s hatred of Draco was very real. What had she told him back in the Room of Requirement — that he was just like Malfoy? He assumed she hadn’t been talking about him, therefore she had to mean Draco. Hmmm . . . perhaps not, then.
He wondered what Draco would say if he knew his father had made love to Hermione. Would he be jealous, that his father had succeeded where he had failed? Lucius felt smug for a moment but then realised he would never tell Draco. He would never tell anyone. Hermione was his secret and would stay that way forever, however many times he got to fuck her.
Lucius had finished his drink and stood, intending to pour himself another. He glanced in the mirror and saw that he was turning back into himself, the red hair fading and his long, lustrous pale locks reappearing. Gods, he hated Polyjuice potion, but if it was the only way to get to Hermione then he would take it forever if need be. He just had to work out whom to become next.
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