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If Ever The Truth	By : isathiel Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Aini made her way along the hallway to Professor Malfoy's office, counting the doors, until she came to the last one. The door was slightly open, and Aini could see no one inside. She pushed the door open as a gust of wind swept along the hall. She hastened inside, and sat down on a chair in front of what she assumed to be Professor Malfoy's desk. She sat there for all of thirty seconds, before she decided to look around.
She was reading the inscription on the side of the cupboard, when she heard voices come from outside. Aini hid hurriedly behind the curtain.

"—don't know why you're acting like this—"
"How do you think this situation makes me feel?"
"Rita Skeeter has found out, and now the rest of the wizarding world knows."
"Well, I'm not the one who sits around all day doing nothing."
"What's that supposed to mean?"

At this point, Aini smiled to herself. That last sentence was such a Muggle question, and to hear Lucius Malfoy use it was highly interesting.

"I mean, all you do is sit around in The Three Broomsticks getting drunk!" Narcissa yelled this at the top of her voice.
"Maybe if you weren't so obsessed with being better then me, you'd understand me."
"What's to understand?"
Aini didn't catch the reply, but whatever it was, it was enough to make Professor Malfoy leave the room, slamming the door behind her.

Aini waited a few minutes, then peeked around the curtain. Lucius had his back to her. Untangling her foot from the curtain cord, she made her way quietly to the door. Her hand was resting on the handle, when Lucius spoke.

"Don't go."
Aini turned to find Lucius standing behind her. Looking into his eyes, she was surprised to find that he was able to at least look unhappy.
"You heard, didn't you?" Lucius asked.
Aini nodded.
"Well, I don't suppose it matters." Lucius said, and sat down on the chair Aini had previously occupied.
Aini hesitated, then moved closer.
"Of course it matters. She's your wife."
"My wife." Lucius said, somewhat condescendingly. "Is that what you call it?"
"But—" Aini didn't know what else to say.
"Only by a piece of paper." Lucius said, then stood up.
Aini was surprised, but didn't ask any more questions. He went into the other room, and returned with Aini's scarf.
"Well, thank you," Aini said, and turned to leave. Before she left, she turned to face him once more.
"Somehow, it will all turn out okay," Aini said, and before she could stop herself, had reached for his hand and given it a comforting squeeze. Letting go, she backed away hastily and opened the door.

"Wait," Lucius said, and stood behind Aini. She turned to face Lucius, as he closed the door behind her.
"Stay a little," Lucius said, as he stood in front of her.
"What are you—" Aini began, but trailed off as he ran a finger over her lips.
"Did anyone ever tell you you're beautiful?" he whispered, as he moved closer to her. Her black hair spilled over her shoulder.
"Mr Malfoy, I really don't think—" Aini began, but stopped as he placed a hand on her cheek.
"Please," he said, and stepped forward a little, until Aini was backed against the door. She looked up at him, and placed her hand over his.
"Can I—" he began, but faltered. She placed an arm around his neck, bringing her lips closer to his.
"Is this what you want?" Aini whispered.
"Yes," he replied, somewhat breathlessly, as she met his lips with hers. Placing his arms around her, he pulled her close so that every part of their bodies were touching. He slowly undid her robes, and they fell to the ground. One hand moved slowly up the back of her shirt, cool on her warm skin. The other deftly undid the first button on her school shirt. She was about to stop him, when in the distance, a clock chimed, signalling that another hour had gone past.

"I should probably go," Aini whispered in his ear. "In case your wife comes back."
"My wife—" Lucius said absentmindedly, as he kissed Aini once more.
"I can't stay, Mr Malfoy," Aini said. She softly kissed him on the cheek.
"I know," Mr Malfoy replied, and gently caressed her cheek.
"Soon," Aini said, as she bent down to pick up her robes, and also the scarf.
"Soon, Miss Benson." Lucius said, as Aini made her way from the room.

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Aini crept quietly along the hallway, the scarf hidden under her robes. She didn't know why she felt a need to hide it, it just felt as if she should.
She reached the Fat Lady, who looked at her for a little while before letting her into the nearly empty common room. Nearly empty, in that Hermione was still sitting at a table, Crookshanks on her lap. One of her books was open on the table.
"Aini?" Hermione asked, as she had looked up to see who would be returning to the common room this late. Clearly, she was surprised.
"It's late. Where have you been?" Hermione asked, the surprise evident in her voice.
"I just— decided to go for a walk," Aini replied, crossing her arms so that the scarf wouldn't fall. Hermione didn't question her further.
"So, have you completed Professor Malfoy's homework?" Hermione asked, as she patted Crookshanks, who was lying on her lap.
"I'm about half way through." Aini replied.
"Well, that's more then either Harry or Ron have done. They've only written one line each." Hermione said, clearly not very impressed.
"Yeah, and they copied that line from me. Earlier today in the library." Aini replied, and smiled.
"What are you studying?" Aini asked.
"Transfiguration. I bet it's so much easier then the Polyjuice Potion," Hermione replied, obviously remembering the time when she'd partly changed into a cat as a result of the Polyjuice Potion. She looked down at Crookshanks, who was sleeping peacefully.
"What time is it?" Aini asked, yawning. She looked to the clock, which offered her the suggestion of 'time for bed.'
"That's a good idea," Aini said, half to herself.
"I'm going to stay here and read this for a little while," Hermione said. "Good night, Aini."
"Good night." Aini replied, making her way up the stairs to the dormitory. She draped her robes and the scarf over the chair beside her bed, then looked into her mirror. Aini smiled at herself. She couldn't help it.
She changed into her pyjamas, then got into bed. Reaching under her pillow, she pulled out her diary. Opening it to the next blank page, she reached for the quill she kept on her bedside table. She held it for a few seconds, and then it hovered in the air above the diary.
Aini looked at the blank page. So many thoughts were in her head, she didn't know where to begin. She rested her head next to the diary, and closed her eyes. As she did, her quill began to move across the page. She listened to the quiet scratching of the quill, when her attention was taken by a sound at the window, distinctly louder then the quill. Looking up, she saw a large eagle owl at the window closest to her.
Climbing out of bed, and shivering just a little, she went to the window and saw that the owl had a letter tied to its leg. She untied the letter, being careful to not make any sudden noises that could wake up the others. She slowly unfolded the letter. It was fairly short.

"Meet me behind the quidditch pitch at midnight in one week's time. LM." Aini read the words slowly to herself.
The owl flew away. Aini watched it leave, then looked towards the quidditch pitch. She read the letter again, that innocent little smile once again returning. Holding the note in her hand, she returned to her bed, then placed the note under her pillow.
The quill was still poised above the diary, as if waiting for more of her thoughts. It scribbled down one more line before Aini took it in her hand.
"And it makes me happy," she read to herself as she closed the diary. She reached for Lucius' note and placed it in the front of the diary, then put the diary under her pillow.
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