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The Pink Lacy Knicker Project	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 13619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ginny didn’t put a lot of thought into which room she stormed into. As it was, she ended up picking the room closest to the stairs. It had a beautiful view of the garden and the biggest living area out of the other two.

Before Lucius could follow Ginny into the room, she slammed the door in his face. Lucius paused at the closed door doing everything he could to get his temper under control. It wouldn’t do for him to let her see how angry she made him—it simply was in bad taste.

After his anger died down, Lucius calmly opened the door and walked into the room.

Upon entering, he was greeted with the sight of Ginny half-naked, punching what looked to be a giant sand-bag with a picture of Dumbledore on one side and a picture of himself on the other.

Lucius absent-mindedly closed the door behind him, studying the red-head for the first time since she was eleven years old.

‘She certainly filled out well,’ Lucius thought, staring at her skimpy shorts and sports bra combo.

Her small frame was anything but petite. Her thighs were firm and toned, her arms strong and defined. Her tummy wasn’t as toned as he was used to seeing, but he was distracted from its lack of tone by the gleaming belly button ring in her naval.

Ginny grunted as she punched the bag, her face scrunching with anger and her body starting to glisten with sweat. From the way her punches landed, Lucius knew she hit pretty hard for a girl.

‘She would actually be quite pretty if she smiled more,’ thought Lucius, studying her face closely.

Her red hair was tied into a sloppy bun. Strands of hair fell onto her face and she simply blew them away when they got in her way.

Her brown eyes flashed with anger, her freckles standing out in stark contrast to her flushed face. Though her lips were strained against her teeth, Lucius remembered from previous encounters with her that they were full and pouty.

Lucius concluded that all in all—he could have been paired with much worse.

Ginny assaulted the bag for five more minutes before stepping away. Breathing heavily and ignoring Lucius, she walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

Lucius frowned at the blatant anger she directed at him. She behaved as if it were his fault that the old fool paired them together—like he was an inconvenience to her.

Lucius twirled a lock of hair around his finger, a habit he had when he was deep in thought.

He didn’t have time for her teenage temper tantrums. He had his own problems to deal with.

Lucius went to the large walk-in closet near the window and grabbed some sleeping clothes before walking into the bathroom.

If the little chit thought she could intimidate him, she had another thing coming.

Lucius was surprised to find that when he went to open the bathroom door, it wasn’t locked.

When Lucius entered the room the first thing he noticed was that Ginny was in a large bath-tub filled with bubbles.

Her eyes were closed and her hair was plastered against her freckled shoulders.

“Get out,” Ginny ordered without opening her eyes.

Lucius ignored her and began to undress.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Ginny asked, opening her eyes as Lucius shed his robes.

Underneath his robes he wore a white dress shirt with a silver vest and black slacks.

“I’m going to take a shower,” Lucius said flippantly as if having to reiterate simple logic.

“You can’t take a shower! I’m using the bathroom right now,” Ginny said, waving her hand over the bath.

Lucius began to unbutton his dress shirt.

“No, you’re using the bath-tub right now. The shower stall is on the other side sitting unused. I’m not going to stand in the bedroom waiting for you to finish.”

Lucius’ chest came into view. Ginny’s mouth actually went dry at the sight. His chest was a work of art, every muscle and line firm and defined.

Before Ginny had a chance to comprehend the fact that Lucius Malfoy was actually hot, he dropped his slacks, standing in nothing but his boxer shorts.

Ginny’s gaze dropped to his legs which were also surprisingly muscular and toned.

Lucius cleared his throat causing Ginny to quickly tear her gaze away from his legs. He was smirking, his hand in the waist band of his boxers.

Ginny glared at him and submerged herself in the water before he could pull them down.

Lucius continued to smirk, turning away from the bath-tub while letting his boxers fall to the floor.

He was surprised to notice that his loins were already half-hard.

Scowling, Lucius walked into the shower stall. Turning on the water, he tried to block Ginny out of his head.

It disgusted him knowing that his body reacted positively to her finding him physically desirable.

Lucius snorted and began to wash himself, trying to forget for the moment that Ginny Weasley existed.

His idea was easier said than done. When he heard Ginny pull the plug in the bathtub, he couldn’t help but move the glass door back a little to take a peek at her body.

Lucius’ mouth went dry at the sight of her naked body. She had beautiful, full breasts with dull pink nipples that were standing at attention in the cold air. She had a beautiful hour glass figure with splashes of freckles in all sorts of different places.

Lucius felt his cock stand at attention and cursed underneath his breath. He quickly shifted the water to be cold and stood underneath the spray until his erection went down.

He did not want to be attracted to the damn chit. Not only was she a blood traitor from a poor family, but she also was a year younger than his own son. Wanting to shag Ginny Weasley shouldn’t have been possible for him.

Grumbling under his breath, he stepped out of the shower and began his bedtime ritual as best he could, given that he was in a foreign house.

By the time he walked into the bedroom after his hair was dried and he was dressed in his nightwear, he found Ginny asleep on the couch with a pillow and sheet from the bed.

Lucius shook his head. He’d had the understanding that Ginny wouldn’t be able to sleep anywhere but the bed.

‘Looks like the old fool’s magic is slipping—maybe some of the note he gave us was a bluff,’ Lucius thought.

With a shrug, he slipped underneath the remaining sheets and drifted to sleep.

A/N: Many Thanks to my beta Tara! She’s amazing!
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