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My Best Friend's Father	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 24064 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling, nor do I make any money from this story. No copyright infringement intended.

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Author's Note:
Here you go!!! This is a two parter. The scene in this chapter is extremely important so I wanted to make sure I got everything in. Because of that it was turning out to be long as fuck, so I'm going to do two chapters on it. I've already started the next chapter and I am very confident that it will be up within 24 to 48 hours!
Those of you reading my other 2 stories do not fret! I am still working on them slowly but surely. I'm pushing to get a new chapter of each up within the week!
Awesome Readers Note:
HG4eva- Yea they do! I'm sure they'll be able to patch things up soon. They are both really strong characters so it's almost impossible to get either one to budge, which is why I love this pairing so much! Thank you for another wonderful review!!!
Delia- I don't think Hermione is being a brat. They both are butting heads and Lucius' reaction to the paper was pretty intense. Hermione refusing to leave her job, I feel, shows her determination and strength. If I had a career I loved I wouldn't leave just because a significant other wants me to. They both are bull headed but will compromise in the near future! Thank you for your detailed review! =)
Victoria- Thank you so much for the review! I have absolutely fallen in love with this Draco! Shit, I might make this a trilogy just so I can write him more!
Sailorgemini- Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm going to push to keep the chapters coming in a timely fashion!
As always, thank you to everyone who has read and/or rated! I appreciate every single one of you!
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"You-hoo! Anyone home!" Draco called from the fireplace of Grimmauld Place.
Harry turned the corner yanking a gray tee shirt over his head. "Don't you ever owl ahead of time?" Harry grumbled pulling his shirt down more than necessary to cover his abdomen.
Draco looked him up and down and shook his head. "Oh no, Honey don't flatter yourself. You're not my type." He laughed.
"Ha ha ha, very funny." Harry said sarcastically. "You're lucky Ginny likes you."
"Is that you, Draco?" Ginny called flying down the stairs and into his arms for a big hug. Harry mumbled under his breath leaving the room.
"Who else?" He grinned releasing her. "I need your help, lovely."
Ginny grabbed his hand and practically threw him onto the couch. "Is it Hermione? Is she okay? How is she taking it? Is your father...?” Draco put a finger to her mouth and let out a giggle.
"So far so good."
"Did you see the paper?" She asked with wide eyes. Draco arched an eyebrow. "I know, I know, you see everything."
"And don't you forget it, doll face!"
Ginny laughed pushing her hair out of her face. "So how did it go this morning? I went by her flat and saw she wasn't home. I figured she was with you."
Draco pulled his legs under him and leaned in. "Oh my gods! They totally had their first big argument." Ginny moved in closer. "Please tell me no one was injured."
He stifled another laugh and shook his head. "Well they started eye-fucking each other before it got too bad." Ginny gasped. "I know right?!" He said leaning away dramatically. "My poor virgin eyes." He wailed.
"Uh-huh." Ginny said with a smirk. "So, what's wrong then? It seems like things are moving along as well as expected."
"Well...” He began taking a pause to look over his meticulously manicured nails. "The paper is trying to spin this little story claiming that my father is some sort of sexual deviant, and Hermione is just the victim."
"I know! That is absolutely ridiculous!" Ginny said throwing her hands in the air.
"So, I have a little plan set up that will help keep Rita Skeeter's whore mouth shut, and give those two a little push."
Ginny bounced in excitement. If there was one thing she loved, mischievous plans were at the top of her list. "Well spill it already!" She huffed.
"A public engagement. And I don't mean the lame, eat a fancy meal and get down on one knee kind of deal." He waved his hand dismissively. "I'm talking about friends, family, dancing, and a healthy dose of romance."
"And the press will be crawling all over them!" Ginny squealed. She suddenly went quiet, her brow furrowing. "But how are we going to get those two cozy enough to look the part of a loving couple? Hermione didn't look exactly thrilled to see your father last night."
"Oh Honey, you haven't spent the past 24 hours with them." He smiled devilishly. "Dress Hermione up in sexy chic couture, him in something black and formfitting, and give them a reason to make physical contact. And, boom goes the dynamite, baby!" He said with a wink.
"Do they really have it that bad?"
"Oh yea." He beamed. "I was thinking that tonight Harry and you, myself and Tom, and maybe Severus..."
Ginny jumped up with her eyes wide. "No!" She yelled. Draco arched an eyebrow at her. Was there something he didn't know about? Ginny recovered quickly letting out a nervous laugh. "Tonight? Do we have enough time? Not to mention, don't you think it would feel a touch odd to have Snape there without a date?"
Draco readjusted his legs, placing his hands on his calves. "Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked suspiciously.
"Only that I don't have a thing to wear!" She burst out. Draco didn't buy it, but knew well enough that she wouldn't crack without a lengthy interrogation. "Suuuurrreee." He responded rolling his eyes.
"Anyway." He continued standing up to stretch. "I already contacted Madam Malkin and told her to expect you both to be there this afternoon. She'll just charge everything to my account. I expect our little Hermione to look every bit of a classy temptress. Although I know that won't be hard." He said proudly.
Ginny jumped up and down with excitement. "You have my word!" Draco leaned in and gave her a kiss on each cheek. "Make momma proud." He whispered dramatically wiping away imaginary tears.
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“So…” Draco said with a sly smile sitting across from his father in the large foyer of Malfoy Manor. “What do you think?”
Lucius raised his eyebrows. “Do you really think the press is going to believe all this?” Draco had told him the plan, leaving the more intimate details out.
“Absolutely!” Draco gushed. “As long as you two are on your best behavior… to an extent… things will go great!”
“ ‘To an extent’? What are you playing at?” Lucius demanded looking affronted.
“Oh, nothing.” He lied crossing his legs delicately in front of him.
Lucius looked his son over and sighed his defeat. “Fine, but what’s with the Potter boy joining us?”
“I already told you. Tom and I are there to show off my support, as your son, to the arrangement. Harry and Ginny are two of Hermione’s closest friends, one of them being ‘the-boy-who-lived’. If someone like Harry is in on it, the press is going to find it a bit more difficult to find loop holes, silly!”
“Speaking of arrangements,” Lucius began, leaning forward with his fingers touching in front of his chin. “Why was Miss Granger and I’s announcement not in the paper? Certainly Tom knows something about it.”
Draco laughed nervously. “I’ll ask him later.” He stood quickly, almost falling over the coffee table between them. “I need to go check on the girls. I’ll leave the ring hunting to you.” Draco beamed at his father before prancing out to the hall and apparating away.
Lucius watched Draco disappear with an eyebrow raised. It was going to be a long evening. He glanced over at the pictures plastered over the Daily Prophet. A twinge of guilt over took him over the argument that morning. It wasn’t her fault. That became perfectly clear when he saw that the Lucius’ in the pictures all wore the same disgruntled scowl. It wasn’t entirely her fault. Hell, it wasn’t either of their faults. Maybe an apology was in order.
He hauled himself out of the chair and grabbed his serpent cane taking a deep breath. “I can’t believe I’m going out to get my son’s best friend an engagement ring, and ‘proposing’ to her in a few hours.” He said aloud with a shake of his head.
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“I’m not coming out.” Hermione hissed from behind a dressing room door. “If I didn’t look like a bint last night, I surely do now.”
Ginny tapped her foot impatiently. “C’mon Mione, you think any dress that is shorter than knee length is provocative.”
Draco bustled through the store to the back dressing rooms where Ginny stood stewing. “She won’t get out of the god damn dressing room!”
He knocked gently on the door. “If you do not come out here I’m coming in after you, bitch cakes!” He laughed as a grumble emitted from the other side of the door. "I mean it!"
The door creaked open slowly. Hermione stepped out gingerly, keeping her eyes on her feet. Draco and Ginny squealed in unison jumping up and down. “Oh my gods!!! Shut up!!!” Draco yelled grabbing her arm and shoving her towards the nearest mirror.
Hermione looked up reluctantly. She gasped when she finally took in her reflection. It was a simple little black dress, with flowing of the shoulders bell sleeves. The dress itself was very formfitting and clung to her hourglass figure perfectly, ending halfway up her thigh.
“I may, or may not, be questioning my sexuality right now.” Draco said fanning himself. He swatted her bottom. "Woooooo! Momma's got some serious junk in her trunk!"
Hermione laughed and jumped back just in time for Ginny to rush over and throw her arms around the curly haired witch. "You are absolutely beautiful!" She gushed pulling away to look her over.
"Oh we're not even close to finished yet, honey!" Draco giggled placing a hand on his hip. Hermione rolled her eyes as Draco shoved her back into the dressing room to change. He lowered himself gently into an overstuffed chair and crossed his legs.
"We need to get her some sexy lingerie too!" Ginny beamed taking a seat next to him. Draco laughed swatting her arm. "I've taught you well."
"What the hell for?" Hermione snapped from the dressing room. It was odd enough that her best friend was dolling her up for his father, but lingerie?!
"I knew we'd have to have this talk someday." Draco sighed dramatically. "When two sexy people drink copious amounts of adult beverages they do a special hug..."
"Okay okay!" Hermione cut him off. "The question was rhetorical you slag!"
Draco and Ginny burst into a furious round of giggles as Hermione exited the dressing room and shot her friends a playful scowl.
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Lucius looked at his watch impatiently. Draco told him that he and Hermione would be downstairs and ready in 30 minutes. It had already been 45 minutes, and the tall blond wizard was becoming more irritated by the minute.
Just as he was about to ascend the stairs to drag them down he heard a door creak open softly. He took a few steps back startled at the young witch coming down towards him. The skin tight dress and strappy heels set off her shapely body and legs. Her hair fell loose around her shoulders in soft curls emphasizing her bust line. She gently smiled down at him as she took his arm.
Draco had dressed Lucius more casual, but still elegant in black slacks and simple black button up dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows revealing his strong forearms. Hermione couldn’t stop her eyes from wandering over his left forearm, taking in the dull skull and serpent staring back at her.
“I can roll the sleeves down if you want.” He said gently keeping his eyes staring straight ahead.
Hermione startled herself as she let her free hand gently glide over it. “It’s really fine.” Lucius turned his head and raised his eyebrows. “You forget that I see it on Draco almost every day. It doesn’t bother me in the slightest.” She smiled up at him.
He was stunned by her sincerity, letting a smile play at the corners of his mouth. “Well let’s get going.” He said watching Draco tap his foot impatiently.
They quickly made their way to the hallway and apparated in front of an upper class lounge. A large group of paparazzi and curious people surrounded them with cameras at the ready. The crowd broke out into gasps as Harry and Ginny apparated next to them a few moments later. Harry shook Lucius’ hand with an odd smile as Ginny leaned forward to give Hermione a kiss on the cheek. Tom popped in as greetings were being exchanged and sauntered over to Draco to give him a quick peck on the lips.
After checking to make sure the whole party was present, Lucius lead the way into the lounge with Hermione's hand still gently holding his arm. Soft instrumental music greeted them as they were taken to a large circular table just off of the spacious dance floor. The lounge was dim and very cozy. A few paparazzi lurked around, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Hermione tensed upon seeing them, remembering the hell they had to endure just that morning at these persons' hands.
Lucius pulled out her chair and sat down gracefully beside her. He leaned his head down to her ear and whispered softly. "Don't worry about them. Try to relax." She took a deep breath trying to refocus her attention. His hand reached behind her to rub the small of her back comfortingly. A shiver ran down her spine feeling his large hand gently glide across her back.
Draco beamed at them. “I’m going to go order some drinks.” He said standing up. Hermione raised an eyebrow. “What are you up to mister?” She teased. He laughed and scurried off.
A waiter came by with drinks shortly after Draco’s departure. Hermione turned towards Ginny, Lucius’ hand still lingering on her back. They chatted easily, until their drinks were almost gone. Draco returned taking Hermione’s hand and guiding her to the dance floor without a word. She looked at him curiously until she heard it.
“Standing in line to
See the show tonight
And there's a light on
Heavy glow”
She squealed in delight at the sound of one of her favorite Red Hot Chili Peppers’ songs. Surprisingly, they were one of Draco’s favorite muggle bands. They danced to it millions of times at the manor.
Draco led her out onto the floor putting a hand on her waist as the other took her hand. They did a fast modern waltz during the slower part, laughing and smiling like they weren’t being watched. He dipped Hermione just as the tempo picked up.
“Skin that flick
She's such a little DJ
Get there quick
By street but not the freeway”
Hermione laughed loudly as Draco began to spin her wildly away from him then back into his chest. They moved in a blur full of wild spins and fast footwork.
Lucius watched in awe as he noticed his son spinning the beautiful witch in his direction. Draco placed Hermione’s hand into his father’s as the tempo slowed again.
“Standing in line to
See the show tonight
And there's a light on
Heavy glow”
Hermione smiled shyly, placing her right hand on Lucius’ toned shoulder, while he took her left hand in his large smooth hands, following the movements he had seen her and Draco do earlier. They kept some distance between them as they moved in time with the music.
Hermione was startled slightly when he performed the same dip right as the music picked up again.
“Kiss that dyke
I know you want to hold one
Not on strike
But I'm about to bowl one”
A smirk crossed his face as he spun her out from him quickly, and brought her back roughly with her back against his chest. She looked up at him with a beaming smile followed by a loud happy laugh that warmed him to his core. He couldn’t believe that the girl that clumsily knocked into just about everything in his home was actually the woman in front of him with her hair and bell sleeves gracefully billowing around her with every spin.
Harry and Ginny had joined everyone on the dance floor, keeping to a much milder dance routine. Ginny’s watched them from the corner of her eye as the music tempo slowed one last time. The space that had been between them before had closed so that their fronts were touching gently as they moved.
“You look stunning, Miss Granger.” He breathed into her ear. Her body buzzed at his close proximity.
“By the way I tried to say
I'd be there waiting for…”
He dipped her down with his nose brushing hers. Their eyes locked, each trying to figure out what their next move should be. Lucius sighed and brought her back up on her feet, still holding onto her waist. “Thank you.” She whispered rising up to place a soft kiss on his cheek. His eyes moved to hers in subtle shock. He gently pushed a curl behind her ear, trailing his fingers down her jaw line, and resting them right under her chin, gently tipping her head back. Her eyes fluttered shut as he leaned in…
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