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The Last Word	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 12004 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I own nothing nor do I make any money of the Harry Potter movies or books (I mean, honestly, if I did, do you realize how dark and perverted they would be. It certainly wouldn't be a children's book).

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Lucius woke up alone once again.

He smiled when he thought of the night before.

Who would have known that Ginny Weasley loved to play submissive?

Lucius couldn’t wait to be her Master again.

Unfortunately for Lucius, that night turned out to be a sexless one since the third match was a stalemate once again.

Lucius bathed and held Ginny that night, whispering words of encouragement to her for the next day of game play.

The next night was also a sexless night as the snitch still had yet to be caught.

The next day, with only three hours into the game, the Harpies seeker caught the snitch and won the game 1860 to 1660.

Of course, the crowd went wild. The Weasleys were cheering so thunderous inside the private box that Lucius had to leave to avoid cursing the entire family into oblivion.

Though Ginny came to him that night, happy that she won, she hadn’t been in shape to have any kind of physical relationship with him. Lucius was fine with that and was happy to see the next morning that she was still with him. Lucius showed his approval by having slow, unhurried sex with Ginny before finally rising for the day.

They had one more round of hot, steamy sex in the bath-tub before tearing away from each other long enough to get dressed and eat breakfast.

When breakfast was finished, Lucius and Ginny spent the whole entire day together. They went to muggle Italy to avoid the media and to have some privacy. If anyone saw Ginny on Lucius’ arm in the Magical World, rumors would fly about them having an affair.

And even though the rumors would be completely true, both parties wanted to avoid the limelight.

After a morning of sightseeing in muggle Italy, they went to lunch. Though the whole meal was quiet with very few words exchanged, it was a comfortable silence. Lucius liked that Ginny didn’t feel the need to fill the air with useless chatter.

Once they finished lunch, they decided to visit a Muggle museum.

Lucius loved the look of wonder on Ginny’s face as she went from one artifact to another. Her eyes would practically sparkle with excitement.

She was so alive, so free with her emotions. It was something new for Lucius. Being a Slytherin usually meant keeping one’s emotion at reign all the time.

Ginny made it okay for him to smile, for him to laugh. And the walls around his heart were slowly melting away—unbeknownst to him.

After sightseeing in the museum, both made their way back to Lucius’ summer home.

They sat in front of the fire, drinking wine, enjoying the comfortable silence.

Ginny downed the rest of her wine and set the glass down on the small table at the arm of the couch. Even though Lucius wasn’t done with his wine, Ginny reached over and plucked it out of his hands, setting it down next to her empty one.

Lucius didn’t protest and instead let her take control of the evening for once. Ginny slipped into his lap.

Taking his head in her hands, she looked into his eyes, cupping his check.

Lucius felt so exposed at her gaze. And yet, it felt so right for him to let his eyes shine with emotion.

It seemed to be a good move on Lucius’ part for Ginny finally smiled and drew him into a deep, passionate kiss.

Within a matter of minutes, their clothing was gone and they were on the carpet, in front of the fire.

Lucius leaned over Ginny and continued his slow, tender assault on her mouth. Ginny was the one who broke it off.

“Can I be on top tonight?” she asked quietly.

Lucius felt his groin tighten at the thought of her breasts gently bobbing in his face.

Without answering out loud, he shifted their weight so that she was on top and he was on his back.

Ginny smirked at him and reached behind her back to rub his throbbing erection.

Lucius closed his eyes and moaned, savoring the sensation of her hands pleasuring him.

Her thumb gently caressed the head of his cock before her fingers would begin to play with the veins popping through his thin skin. She then held his cock gently in her hands and began to stroke it slowly.

Lucius groaned, pushing his pelvis into her hands. She had gotten so good at knowing how to please him.

“Quit teasing me, Weasley. Take me into your sweet little pussy,” he said hoarsely.

Ginny took pity on him and moved her hips over his cock. He could feel the heat of her pussy on the head of his cock.

Lucius watched the scene with anticipation.

The feel and sight of her trimmed pussy gently impaling herself on him nearly drove him wild. And it seemed the joining was having an effect on Ginny as well since she was moaning above him.

When her red pubic hair finally touched his blonde, they both paused and sighed.

Something about that moment was different from the other moments they joined. Their whole entire bodies were humming with energy.

It was as if the magic that was usually held in the cores of their bellies was being released out into the pores of their skin.

The energy was so arousing, that they both began to grind against each other.

Although Lucius felt as though he was in paradise with his cock ramming into Ginny’s core, there was something different about the pleasure flowing through his body. It was as if his magic was mixing with her magic.

“Oh Gods, Lucius—what is happening?” Ginny moaned, her nails digging into his chest and drawing blood.

“I don’t know,” Lucius whispered his eyes glued shut, the pain from Ginny’s nails making the pleasure even more intense.

He gripped both of her thighs and began to roughly thrust into her.

Ginny’s pussy hugged Lucius and her breathing changed and Lucius knew that Ginny was only a few more plunges away from coming. Lucius wasn’t too far away from orgasm either.

The magic seeping through their pores began to leave in waves, bonding and contacting together, unbeknownst to the couple.

And just as Ginny squealed in completion, Lucius let out a roar and spilled into Ginny’s body.

Ginny and Lucius were so caught up in their completion that they didn’t notice that the whole entire house was vibrating from the joint energy bursting from them.

The house elves sitting in their quarters let out secret smiles at the vibrating of the house, for it could only mean one thing.

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The next morning, he was alone. This time, he understood that Ginny wouldn’t be coming back the next night. The Harpies had to move on to Morocco where the World Cup was being held. Their week long affair in Italy was over.

Lucius found he was very sad at this revelation. In the very short week he had gotten used to holding Ginny in his arms while he slept. The little part of honesty he had made him realize that he would miss another body warming his bed. And not just any body. Ginny Weasley’s body.

Yet, Lucius was never one to sulk.

He packed his things and went back to England, secretly hoping that when the Quidditch season was over, Ginny would spend another week with him in an exotic place away from England.

For the next two weeks, Lucius followed the World Cup closely. Just like Italy, it was the best two out of three games.

And the games were grueling. By the end of the second week, both teams had won one game. The final game went on for the whole second week.

Lucius actually found himself worrying about Ginny during this game. From the pictures he saw in The Daily Prophet, Ginny looked utterly exhausted. No one was there to bathe her after her games or to hold her until she went to sleep.

On the third day of the match, Lucius found out what hotel Ginny was staying in and made one of his house elves go and take care of her for the rest of the game.

He soon noticed that Ginny was looking a lot healthier from the pictures in the paper.

This satisfied him and made it easier for him to focus on his work.

By the end of the second week, the Harpies made Quidditch history by being the first female team to win the World Cup.

When Lucius read this in the paper his smile was so large that, he actually felt muscles working in his face that he had never felt before.

He anonymously sent the Harpies a trip to the spa for complete pampering.

His generosity was all over the news the next day and he received a note from Ginny simply saying:

Thank You

GW

Lucius had thought for sure that after the Harpies had finished with their spa experiences, that Ginny would contact him again since she was free for three months.

As always when it came to Ginny Weasley, he was wrong.

Two months later, Lucius had found out through The Daily Prophet that Ginny Weasley had retired from the Harpies. And a month after that, there was breaking news that Ginny and Harry Potter were splitting up.

There was even a press release from Ginny saying that she and Harry had simply “grown apart” and that they just “weren’t meant for each other.”

Yet, while all of this was happening, Lucius still hadn’t gotten word from Ginny.

One day, during his biweekly Floos from Snape, he found out that Ginny had moved in with the dark man.

When Lucius had heard this, his blood had boiled with jealousy.

Ginny had been one of the highest paid Quidditch stars—there was only one reason she would move in with another man.

Without a warning, Lucius had shut off and blocked the Floo from Snape.

Though he and Snape had shared women regularly throughout the years, the idea of his dark friend fucking Ginny made him see red.

He never gave Snape permission to touch Ginny. She was his!

For the next week, Lucius fumed around the Manor, snapping at anyone who came into contact with him. Snape owled him a few times but he burned the letters without even reading them.

One day, while he was writing a very angry letter to one of his branches in the United States, a house elf popped into his office.

“Mister Malfoy, sirs—someone is heres to see you in the lobby.”

“Tell them I’m busy,” he said without looking up.

The house elf twisted its apron nervously.

“But sirs—Miss said that you would want to talk with her.”

Lucius paused at this.

“Miss?”

“Miss Weasley, sirs,” the elf said with a curtsey.

Lucius dropped his quill and stood quickly from his desk.

“Please, show her into the drawing room,” he ordered.

The elf curtsied again and winked out.

Lucius ran his hand through his hair and fixed his robes.

If Ginny had been anyone else, he would have thrown her sorry arse out on the front steps of the Manor to be peaked at by his magnificent peacocks.

But Ginny wasn’t just anyone else. He hated to admit it, but she was special to him. She was one of the first women ever to sleep in his bed through the night. She was one of the first women that he held and pampered personally. She was the first woman he had ever let his shield down around.

It was because he opened himself up so much for her that he was going see her. He demanded to know why she chose Snape over him.

After Lucius composed himself, he walked toward the drawing room.

When he walked into the room, he noticed that Ginny was pacing back and forth across the fireplace carpet.

When she noticed his presence in the room, she gave him a brittle smile.

Lucius’ face was a blank slate.

“Miss Weasley, what a pleasant surprise. Please, sit down,” Lucius said politely, gesturing to the sofa.

“No, thank you—I prefer to stand,” she said, going back to pacing back and forth across the carpet.

Lucius inwardly rolled his eyes before going over to one of his wingback chairs and sitting.

“Would you like some refreshments, Miss Weasley? Perhaps some tea?” he asked, filling the empty silence.

Ginny declined again, halting her pacing to stare into the fire.

Lucius studied Ginny, marveling at how after three months, she could still look breathtakingly gorgeous.

He still didn’t understand why he admired her looks more than the other women he had had affairs with but he never really cared to examine his feelings extensively either.

“To what do I owe the pleasure, Miss Weasley?” Lucius asked.

He watched as she nervously bit her lip before blurting out, “I’m pregnant.”

The room fell completely silent, save for the crackling of the fire.

Lucius’ Slytherin mask was firmly in place.

“Congratulations—I’m sure Potter will be happy to finally be a father,” he said standing.

He quickly made his way across the room to pour a glass of stiff brandy.

“You know damn well he’s not the father, Malfoy,” Ginny said.

Lucius shrugged a shoulder, taking a long gulp of his drink.

“I don’t know why you felt the need to tell me about your pregnancy, Weasley.”

“Because you are the father, you prat,” she said angrily.

Lucius snorted.

“I was just a fuck, Weasley. We’ve only met twice this year. I don’t believe for one moment that I am the father of your child.”

Ginny was fuming.

“You are certainly the father, Lucius bloody Malfoy. I haven’t slept with Harry or any other man since the New Year’s Ball!”

Lucius chuckled darkly.

“Do you not think I know what’s going on Weasley? Do you know how many women have come to me crying of pregnancy woes—looking for the Malfoy fortune, the Malfoy name? After I had Draco, I put a permanent contraceptive charm on myself. There is no way that I could be the father of the brat that you carry.”

“Well unless I was raped by a man in an invisibility cloak this year while I was sleeping, you are the only man that could be the father of my child. Charms fail, you know. And so do potions. I had been on the contraceptive potion for two years now. I didn’t think there was any way in hell I could get pregnant but here I am!”

“A likely story, Weasley. Do you really think I am going to believe that your contraceptive potion ‘mysteriously’ stopped working? I think you got a taste of what it was like to live like a Malfoy in Italy. I think you enjoyed what I had to offer and you knew Potter—or Severus for that matter couldn’t live up to my standards. You got yourself pregnant by Severus and decided to pawn it off on me. Unfortunately for you, Weasley, I can see through that ruse.”

“You are such an egotistical arse! I don’t need your money and I don’t need your name. What other reason would I have to lie to you about a baby? And I thought you were a sweet, sensitive man underneath that Slytherin mask of yours. How could I have been so stupid?”

“Finally, something you and I agree on, Miss Weasley. I haven’t a clue as to how you got the idea that I felt anything for you in your head,” Lucius spat at her.

Ginny looked as if he had slapped her.

Setting her lips in a firm line she said, “You know what, I’m glad you’re sending me away. At least my child will be raised in an environment where they will be free to laugh, play, and love. I did my duty. I told you about your child. And the day that you decide you want to see them, I may consider letting you.”

With that parting speech, Ginny stormed out of the room, and out of Lucius’ life.
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