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Mirror, mirror, on the wall...	By : Padfoot Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 47267 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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*Author*:
Padfoot
the Marauder

*Rating*:
NC-17

*Pairings*: HG/DM,
LE/JP, NB/LM, BB/LM

*Summary*: When
Hermione becomes Head Girl she accidentally discovers that the mirrors of her
private dorm provide a clear outlook into the Head Boy�s quarters. A view of
three generations of Head Girls dealing with this unusual phenomenon.
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*Disclaimer*: I own
nothing and nobody! These characters belong to JK Rowling. I promise I�ll return
them unharmed... sort of.

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CHAPTER
4:

1970

Clothes
were scattered randomly across the length of the Head Boy�s bedroom. This year�s Head Boy and his girlfriend
were currently engaged in a little private moment. Little did they know that this moment
wasn�t as private as they thought. They were being watched by a third party;
Bellatrix Black. It was rare that the position of Heads was given to two
Slytherins, but this year was an exception. Bellatrix, like all Head Girls since who
knew when, had discovered the extraordinary gift her new room provided. A few minutes ago, she had walked into
her room to gather some of her books when she caught sight of the intimate
moment on the other side of the wall.
She wasn�t the kind of girl to blush at the sight of nudity or intimacy,
but generally wasn�t overly fascinated by it either. Even though she also didn�t
have some kinky voyeuristic side, she kept watching anyway. She was just...
ensnared. She watched the couple do
their little mating ritual. They
were obviously taking their time with this, slowly egging each other on till
they couldn�t handle it no more and had to shag each other rotten. She saw her
sister Narcissa whimper as her boyfriend, Lucius Malfoy, kissed her neck and
slowly ran his hands up her sides.

Bellatrix
walked up to the mirror to get a closer look. They both looked good together
with their pale entangled slender figures.
Not that she didn�t know what sex looked like. Oh, no. She learned very early on that sex was a
weapon and virginity was a weakness, so she had gotten rid of that years ago.
But what she witnessed now, that was different. She liked sex, sure, but
love it? No. She�d ask or oblige if there was an
ulterior reason to, but just sex for the notion of pleasure? She hadn�t done
that before. And watching Lucius and her sister now, she felt an odd sense of
jealousy. She saw Lucius move his hand down Narcissa�s body and work it�s way
between her legs.


�Clever boy� she thought approvingly.

Bellatrix
was fascinated at how Narcissa was writhing under him. How the usually so icy female could
undergo such a change under this man�s touch. Yes, a man. Not some boy who
didn�t know where to put his hands or what places to touch. This man knew how to
attain pleasure and evoke it at the same time. No man has ever been able to do that to
Bellatrix. But even if they tried, would she have let them? Probably not. She
liked control. Bellatrix saw that
her sister was painfully pressing her nails into Lucius� back, but he didn�t
flinch. Narcissa�s legs started to shake.
She screamed as she climaxed and almost simultaneously dragged Lucius
along on the pleasure wave. Bellatrix� breath hitched in her throat at the
sight. She had never experienced
that either. And after
seeing it; she desperately wanted it to.
She gazed absentmindedly at the still entangled heap of bare flesh. She made a decision. She was going to
experience this. And if you truly
want something, the best thing to do is just to go out and
ask.

*


�Mister Malfoy� Bellatrix greeted politely as Lucius opened the door to
his room.


�Miss Black� he greeted back.
�To what do I owe the honours?�


�I wanted to ask you for a favour.�


�I�m listening.�


�Would you sleep with me?�

Judging
by Lucius� reaction (or lack of it), he seemed to remain perfectly impervious by
Bellatrix�s somewhat unconventional request. If he was momentarily taken aback
by it, he had hid it very well.


�And why, if you don�t mind me asking?� he asked seemingly
unaffected.


�I want you to make me feel like you make my sister feel� she answered
businesslike.


�Ah, and you believe no one else could oblige?� Lucius asked in an
equally businesslike tone of voice.


�No,� she simply stated.

Lucius
smirked. He seemed quite flattered
by the resolute way she stated that he was the only one who could suit her
needs.


�Then, by all means� he said as he opened the door to his room.

Bellatrix
was a little surprised at how easily this had gone. Not that she was
complaining. When she had entered the room she turned around and took a step
forward to press her lips unto Lucius�, not wanting to undergo any awkward
pre-coital small talk. To her
surprise she quickly found two fingers placed on her lips.


�Easy Miss Black,� he said, and moved around so he was standing behind
her.

�This
isn�t a battle for the upper hand,� he whispered huskily in her ear as he
brushed her hair over one shoulder. �This is about pleasure.�

He
placed a hand on her shoulder and with the other he worked on opening the
buttons of her shirt with a skilful ease. His touch was soft and he moved with a
manly sort of grace only Lucius seemed to be able to master. Bellatrix let him
undress her while he marvelled at her body as clothing after clothing was
stripped from it. She wasn�t shy about the way she looked. The Black-family was
known for it�s good looks and Bellatrix wasn�t an exception. She was tall and
slender, but had curves in the right places. Her face was perfectly symmetrical
and was graced with high cheekbones, full red lips and mysterious almond shaped
black eyes. Her shiny jet-black hair made a remarkable contrast with her velvety
pale skin.


�This hardly seems fair, now does it?� she commented as she was
completely naked and Lucius still was fully clothed. She moved towards Lucius to
strip him of his clothes, and he let her. Bellatrix had gotten quit acquainted
with Lucius� naked body over the last few days. He had a nice body. Slender, but
muscular. Pale, but in a healthy way. She was impressed at how he was able to
keep looking imposing in the nude.

He
courteously took her hand and led her towards the bed. She laid herself down and
spread herself over the black silky sheets. Lucius stood there for a second and
simply marvelled at her. She was the perfect physical contradiction of her
sister, but no less beautiful. He took her ankles and gently separated her legs.
His grasp was gentle, but firm. He crawled unto the bed like an animal that was
about to attack it�s prey and settled himself between her legs. Lucius gently
cupped her chin and covered her lips with his own. His kiss was soft, yet
passionate. He gently slipped his tongue inside, smoothly running it alongside
hers. He wasn�t battling for dominance. Not that he needed to. It was very clear
who was the leader and who the subordinate. And surprising even herself,
Bellatrix didn�t mind that. She just let herself be swept away by the kiss.

Lucius
lowered his hands and lovingly caressed her breasts while with his fingers he
was drawing a light trail of circles around her nipples. He released Bellatrix�
lips and enveloped one of her nipples with his mouth. Bellatrix moaned
appreciatively at the feel of his warm mouth on her sensitive flesh. She ran her
fingers through his long silvery-blond hair. It was very well kempt. Strong,
shiny and no split ends. Most males his age had the dreadful habit to neglect
their looks. Bellatrix found it refreshing to come across one who wouldn�t grunt
at the prospect of taking an occasional shower. What she also found refreshing,
was the fact that Lucius still hadn�t made a move into possessing her body. Any
other man she had encountered would have started humping her by now. As
refreshing as it was, she was also very aware of the increasing wetness between
her legs. As ridiculous as it might sound, it seemed that under Lucius� touch
every part of her body had become an erogenous zone. Every single form of skin
touching skin made her ache for him to touch her in that same place again. For a
while now she could feel the tip of his erection tantalisingly making contact
with her entrance. She needed him inside of her. To fill her. To take the ache
away. And just then, like he read her mind, he slid himself inside of her.

Bellatrix�
eyes drifted shut as she felt herself being filled. She heard Lucius groan
slightly and felt a sort of pride that she could evoke that kind of response in
him. Once fully enclosed inside of her he didn�t directly unsheathe himself and
plunge back into her; like she had expected him to do. It seemed like she was in
for more relentless teasing. She felt him run his hands over her sides;
gradually moving them downwards. His hands felt like silk and she shivered at
the tender caress on her heated flesh. He ran his palms over her bottom and her
thighs, his fingers tickling her skin. As he got to her legs he gently lifted
them up and encouraged her to wrap them around his back, which she did. She was
an inch away from whimpering when she felt him pull back almost fully, only to
sheath himself back inside of her. He did it again and again in a tantalisingly
slow pace; teasing her. Bellatrix arced her pelvis upwards, desperately wanting
him to quicken his pace. He did and she let out a sigh at the feel of the
friction he created inside of her. She wrapped her arms around his back as if
preventing him from moving away. Not that he would, he was in this as much for
her pleasure as for his. This felt rather unnatural to Bellatrix. She wasn�t
used to just letting things happen to her when she stood idly by. She liked the
upper hand and always claimed it for hers to take. But on the other hand, Lucius
was a man who knew what he was doing, so she�d let him. She was actually
depending on him now. She was searching for a bliss that only he could give her.
She hoped that at least.

She
didn�t know how Lucius did it, but suddenly she found herself flipped over unto
her hands and knees without separating himself from her. She gasped as Lucius
moved again and she felt herself being hit in a new angle. Lucius caressed the
sides of her back and moved his hands to massage her breasts while hugging
himself close to her. She could feel his long hair tickling her back and the
base of her neck. Her pleasure heightened when Lucius removed his right-hand,
shifted it between her legs and started working her clit. Bellatrix tensed at
the friction she felt when Lucius started speeding up his movements. You could
say lots of things about the man; he was cold, sneaky, overconfident and
power-crazed. But one thing was undeniable: he was great in the sack.

After
who knows how long they�ve been at it, Lucius climaxed. Bellatrix wasn�t totally
disappointed. This was the best shag she ever had, even though Lucius hadn�t
been able to make her climax. But Lucius wasn�t done yet. He had decided to let
himself go because he figured Bellatrix needed a different approach. He slipped
himself out of her, gently flipped her over to her back again and moved his way
down. Bellatrix gasped as she felt him trace the folds of her sex with his
tongue while he caressed her inner thighs with his hands. She jerked up as he
flickered his tongue against her clit.


�Let go, Bella� he whispered, breathing a puff of air against her
sensitive sex.

She
started writhing under him. She never writhed before. He moved his way down and
darted his tongue in and out of her entrance as he pressed his nose against her
swollen bud of nerves. The tension became unbearable. She clasped her hands
around the sheets so forcefully her knuckles were beginning to turn white. She�d
never gotten pushed this far towards the edge. Bellatrix started squirming all
over and Lucius had to grab her hips to keep her in place. The muscles around
her gender were increasingly tensing up. She firmly clenched her teeth together,
feeling as if she was about to explode. She wasn�t used to her body acting this
way.

�Let
go,� he insisted in the same silky voice as he felt she didn�t
comply.

Bellatrix
unhinged her teeth and gasped for air. She forced herself to relax her mind and
body as much as she could.


�Relax!
Relax! Relax! Relax!�
she told herself over and over again, but relief never came. She went to the
probably most skilful person in the school and still she wasn�t able to let go.
She sighed as she realised she wasn�t going to come. This was just going to be
like the other times; the tension would fade and her sex would have become too
sensitive to do anything about it. Then suddenly she was taken by surprise. The
tension around her pelvic region rapidly spread itself over her entire body. Her
body went rigid as the tension erupted. Oblivion slammed into her with such a
force it made her entire body spasm as wave after wave of orgasm ran through
her.

Lucius
smiled victoriously. He�d done it. It wasn�t a picnic, but he had managed to
melt the preverbal iceberg. Lucius went to remove his head from between her
legs, but Bellatrix wouldn�t have it. She grasped his head between her hands and
firmly put him back in his place. Lucius grinned at the manhandle and resumed
licking her clit as she kept pressing him into her. Bellatrix found that the
tension was quickly building itself up again. She climaxed again and again as
Lucius lapped plentifully at her juices. Bellatrix became more vocal with each
orgasm. She almost didn�t recognise the screams as her own. She never screamed
before, with or without sexual intercourse. Even though the loss of control was
unsettling, she didn�t want this to end. To feel so alive and so feminine. The
thought that someone would go through so much trouble to ensure her pleasure was
already a turn-on by itself. After her fourth climax she let go of Lucius, not
able to stand any more. With each climax her orgasms had become more and more
intense, and her loins were getting so tensed up she felt as if her muscles were
about to rupture. Lucius removed himself from his position and laid himself next
to her.

When
she finally gathered up enough strength to move, Bellatrix turned her head and
looked over at Lucius. When she did she saw he was looking back at her. There
wasn�t a specific expression on his face. He was just... looking. Like one would
look at a landscape or the sunset. His long hair was slightly tangled, a light
blush had crept on his pale cheeks and his face was mostly still covered with
her juices. Although it was hard to determine if it was despite or because of
this, she found that he looked even more attractive than before.


�Thank you, Mister Malfoy,� she commented in the most controlled voice
she could master. �This was most enjoyable.�


�Glad I could be of service,� he answered with a smirk as Bellatrix got
off the bed and started gathering her clothes. �And please dear; call me
Lucius�.

Bellatrix
smirked back and gave a small nod in comply. As she had gathered all her clothes
she turned around and walked towards the door while still completely naked.


�Good day, Lucius,� she said as she was about to take her
leave.


�Good day, Bella,� he answered with a chivalrous
nod.

Their
eyes kept locked for a few moments until Bellatrix turned around and left to her
own dorm to take a well deserved shower.

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