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Precious Mudblood	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79302 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 1-Precious Mudblood
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
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- 40-Ch 40
- 41-Ch 41
- 42-Ch 42 (edited. longer)
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She was in an entirely unfamiliar
environment when they reappeared.�

Looking about herself at the
pristine marble foyer in white and gold she started to feel the first faint
tremors of fear.�

The surroundings were opulent and it reminded her of the man she was about to
see.�

�Tom..�
she squeaked desperately.�

He looked at her but she could see his mind was elsewhere.� �nevermind..�
she said despairingly.� �it doesn�t matter.��

He turned away immediately and
marched across the room to large double doors. Glamouring
himself unthinkingly to appear like Lord Voldemort he flicked his wand at the
doors, flinging them wide.�

She followed after him barefoot
with trepidation.�

Inside the room were..women.� A lot of women.� Many many women.� Women sitting on sofas,
lounging on chaises, standing in groups talking.�

There seemed to be no unifying factor in their appearance.� They were dressed all very differently.� Most were in some degree of undress, but
others wore expensive dresses and a few were in costumes.�

This was..
most certainly some kind of harem or brothel.��

Almost immediately Lucius appeared at the top of a wide marbled staircase at
the left of the room.�

He wore robes of midnight blue
velvet and black trim.� His hair was
glossy, the front side pieces drawn behind his head while the silken white
length cascaded over his shoulders like liquid.�

Impeccable. ��

He descended swiftly and elegantly
to lower himself on one knee before Voldemort.�

�My Lord.� We are honoured by your presence here.�� He began.�
�How may I be of service to you?��

Lucius� eye drifted covetuously
to Hermione, sliding up her body, taking in every detail of her
appearance.�

Tom responded dryly. �My faithful servant,
rise. Upon learning of your concern for her health, Hermione requested
that I allow her to visit with you to thank you personally.�

I am certain you will take excellent care of her in the time that she is with
you. �It would be ..unacceptable to discover that she
came to some harm while with you.�

Do not disappoint me Lucius or we shall have to have
another conversation about your behavior.��

Lucius, had risen.� He seemed to be paying attention to Hermione
even while he gazed serenely and respectfully at the Dark Lord and nodded agreeably.

�Of course my Lord.�
I shall take care of her as if she were one of my own.��

Voldemort gave him a long even
stare.� �See that you take better care of her than you do your own
flesh, Lucius��

He� turned on the spot and disapparated.�

Immediately � Lucius�
polite obliging manner disintegrated and he leered at her openly.� �Come, mudblood�� he spat, obviously overjoyed, turning
and marching back to the stairs.�

She swallowed and trailed after
him unhappily.�

Some off the girls in the room
watched the entire event with interest, but most seemed otherwise
preoccupied.�

She supposed that Lucius Malfoy was probably often
walking around with some poor unfortunate female following after.��

When they reached the upper
landing Lucius paused and allowed her to catch
up.�

�You never did come to me for the
tour of my domain the Dark Lord promised you.��

She looked at him
uncomfortably.� �I decided that I wanted
to work in the lab with Severus� she said softly.� �Your domain is..outside
my expertise.� I am of more use preparing
potions for the Dark Lord.��

Lucius
looked at her in mock surprise.� �and yet you arrive at my door looking decidedly post coital.�

I do believe your areas of expertise have shifted since we last..spoke��

He reached a door and opened it, ushering her inside.�

Within, she halted shocked about a
half a metre from the door.� He had led
her to a bedroom.�

She turned to leave but he was already closing the door.� She highly doubted it would open for her
now.�

�Please Lucius!.. you said..� she began, not really believing it would do any
good.�

He smiled nastily. �Yes.. well � the Dark Lord is
perfectly aware that there are broadly varying degrees of harm.� I�m quite sure that if I hand you back
without having whipped, bled or burned you, he will be satisfied enough.�

And if he is not, he will unlikely be
irritated enough to end me

..I believe I may be willing to accept a certain
amount of punishment to finally sample your wares, mudblood.�

Where have you been hiding?.. I�ve looked for
you.� Tell
me..�� he started to advance on her and she backed up quickly

�I was indisposed.� I was recovering.� I only woke up yesterday.� I�m sorry.� She squeaked desperately.�

�please don�t hurt me Lucius��

He had backed her up against the wall in the meantime and she wrapped her arms
around herself and tried not to shake too much.�

Lucius
reached a perfectly manicured hand out and cupped her face, tilting it up
toward his own and inspecting her judiciously.

�You appear to be uninjured.� What was your ailment?!�

You seemed..essentially fine...delicious in fact..when the Dark Lord
brought you to Potters cell while I was assisting Lestrange.� The vampire runs off with you and suddenly
you are unwell..for
a very..long..time.��

She swallowed.�

�I ..fell and injured myself.�

Severely.�

I.. I fell to the rocks at the bottom of the grounds
by the lake.��

Lucius looked
at her with disbelief.. �Is that so?� How did you manage that? There are no windows
that open to that side, the castle is sealed and you have no magic.��

She swallowed grimly.� �There was a hole in the wall.� The Dark Lord blasted a hole in the wall when
he was angry and when I woke up it was still there.� And I fell.��

Lucius
looked sceptical.. but he did
not ask her anything further.� Instead,
his hands wandered down her body and he began to unfasten her robes.� �

She shivered, afraid.�

Swallowing and trying to breathe without shaking she put her hands on top of Lucius own.�

�If I do what you want.. will you be gentle?�� she breathed
hopefully.� Lucius
laughed loudly.�

�No.. mudblood.. I will not be gentle
but..if you do what I want.. I may graciously refrain from punishing you.�

He paused and looked thoughtful. �although you do look
so much more appealing when you wear my marks�

She looked down and nodded
mutely.�

�Look at me� Lucius
demanded icily.�

She obeyed.� A silvery
tear sliding down her cheek.�

He caught it on his finger and licked it away with satisfaction.� She shuddered.

�Don�t you dare look away from me when I am with you.�
He warned� �I
want to see your eyes..� �

He had finished with the
fastenings on her robe and�
pushed it off her shoulders impatiently,� pulling it off her and inspecting her body.�

His sneer was undermined by the sharp tang of lust in his eyes.�

He reached behind her and unfastened her bra, pulling it off her roughly and
didn�t even bother taking down her panties, tearing them away painfully
instead.��

She recalled he had done that
before, the first time he had turned up in her room and beat her.�

Perhaps he just liked ripping off girls� underwear.�

Lucius
put a hand on the small of her back and pulled her away from the wall shoving
her into the middle of the room and walking around her, appraising her naked
body.�

�You are quite passably attractive
mudblood.� It is a pity about your lineage...or
lack thereof.� If there were a spell I
could employ to transform you into a real witch...�

regrettably you are unredeemable.� Fit
only for slavery.�

If you belonged to me.. I would drape you in silks.. Give you jewelled collars and keep you chained to the
bed.�

...Perhaps I might acquire you from our Lord.�

I am certain there is some service I might offer.. some virtually
unobtainable object I might procure for him in exchange for you.� Wouldn�t you like to be mine, hm?��

He had stopped behind her at this
and his hand glided over her skin, brushing down her back and over the cheeks
of her ass smoothly.

�Wouldnt you?� he asked again and there was a
threatening note in it.�

Her mouth had gone dry.�

If she said she didn�t want to belong to him then he would almost certainly
punish her.�

If she said that she did but the Dark Lord wouldn�t want her to then he might
start to conspire against Tom when he refused to give her up to him.�

�I am sure that it would be a
magnificent thing to belong to you, Lucius.. but I can not.� I am sorry.�
It is my duty to serve the Dark Lord. �In gratitude for him sparing my life- I have
pledged myself to him and he has bound me.��

A hand grabbed her hair and wrenched her head back.�

�What is that?� You lie!� The Dark Lord would never..ever..join with a mudblood.� How dare
you impugne his name with slander.�

...You insult my intelligence.� I happen
to know you are already bound to Potter.
I�ve been interrogating the brat for weeks trying to get him to reveal what
binding ritual he used.��

But Potter�s binding is no barrier to
your becoming my slave.� I don�t intend to join with you after
all.�

Hermione whimpered and tried to
bend her back further to take off the strain on her hair

�please Lucius.. I am bound
to them both.� I swear it!��

Lucius
released her hair and stalked around to stand in front of her, glowering
furiously.�

�if that is so, why did the Dark Lord leave you with
me?�� If he considers
you so valuable. He would simply have informed me-�

�I begged him to� she responded quickly.�

Lucius
snarled and stepped right up to her.�

�You wanted to be with me again, mudblood, didn�t you..� you wanted to feel
my hands on your unworthy flesh��

He wrapped an arm around her and palmed her breast with the other hand, his
face only inches from her own.�

His roughly kneading hand hurt but she tried not to wince.�

�I wanted to thank you for your-��

Lucius put his fingers over her lips, narrowing his
eyes.

�Quiet..�� ... hold your deceitful little tongue before I sever it�� His pale silvery eyes glittered in a face too
perfect, too smooth and unlined to be natural.�

�you are tempting me to punish you, slave� he said
silkily.� �is
that what you want?��

She shook her head
frantically.� His lips twisted into a
cruel smile.�

�Then I suggest you adjust your attitude, my filthy little mudslut.�� He lingered lovingly over the word filthy and
her mind drifted to the brand on his chest.�

He seemed to realise where her thoughts lay as his hand retreated to brush down
his own chest lightly, as if smoothing his robes.�

�Disrobe me� he commanded.

She looked into his eyes.� There was absolutely no chance that he was
going to let her go without at the very least having sex with her, she read there.� She had no doubt that if she didn�t appease
him, he would immediately fall back to torture and then he would fuck her anyway.��

Tom was clearly too busy worrying about how to sort out his lovers � a
calculation which she apparently did
not figure in.�

No.. she was a given.� And..she considered,
hurt, as she begain to unfasten Lucius
robes, Tom seemed to prefer the male anatomy.�

She was only valued by him because she was a powerful possession � like an
object to collect.�

Or because she was a drug and he was unwilling to break himself
of the habit at the present time and risk upsetting his lover.�

He almost certainly knew what Lucius would be doing
and didn�t care.

Severus may or may not know what was happening.�
He probably did.� She wondered if
he was cowed by both Tom and Lucius.�

�Lucius..� she said softly while she moved behind him to slide his
robes down his arms.�

�yes, slave?� he answered, apparently mollified by her
supplicant tone of voice and obedient disrobing of his person.�

She moved to the front to unbutton the midnight blue shirt Lucius
wore under his robes over his black satin boxers.�

She tried to look into his eyes as
often as she could while unbuttoning him.�
He appeared pleased.

�I was wondering..if
you might tell me about Severus...��

Lucius
seemed surprised.

She continued. �-When you were in school, I mean.� How you met him��

The elegant aristocrat before her
involuntarily smiled darkly at the memory before the look was wiped away and he
looked surprised and suspicious again.�

�How do you know about that, mudblood?�
Has Severus been telling tales?� I
doubt the Dark Lord would bother to talk to you, much less discuss his servants histories� He frowned slightly.�

She had reached the last button
and swept the shirt open gently with her fingertips on his skin.

Already when she was halfway through the buttons she had noticed the smooth
unblemished skin on his chest.�

She tried not to stare at the
space where the word filth was written in her mind.

He smirked and took her hand,
running the fingertips over the skin where the brand should be, his eyes
diamond sharp on her face.�

She felt the grooves in the skin that she could not see.�

�A permanent glamour�� Lucius spat softly. �What lies beneath is..our little secret..my
slave��

She swallowed as she looked up
into his cold features.� He pressed her
palm to his chest.�

�I think of it as your name.. whenever I feel it I remember
you.. screaming and begging so attractively..and how you tasted..� he murmured, his eyes narrowing
slightly.�

She bit her lip and forced herself
not to struggle.� Presently he released
her.�

She reached for the buttons on his cuffs and when they were freed helped him
out of his shirt, placing it with the robe on the chair.�

Objectively seen, Lucius had a good body � however
compared to the well-trained youth of most of her partners and the extreme
unnatural muscularity of Rodolphus, Lucius body was merely.. good.� Excellent for
his age.. but not
perfect.�

There was a softness to him that her other partners all lacked.�

It was almost paradoxical when considered in juxtaposition with his manner and
appetites.�

Nevertheless..
it was not unappealing in and of itself.� The unappealing part about Lucius was mainly the fact that he might severely hurt her
if she displeased him in the slightest.�

The shape of his boxers informed
her that he was at least somewhat aroused, although, to judge by her memory of
his apparatus, she estimated that he was only ..somewhat..
aroused at present.�

She returned to him and got down on her knees to slide fingers into his silky
boxers and lower them reverentially.�

His satisfied smile indicated that she was performing to his tastes at
present.�

She began to reach for his semi
hard phallus but stopped herself at a microscopic twitch in his eyebrow and
eager anticipation at the corners of his mouth.�

She retracted her hand immediately and gushed.�
�Sorry.� I�m sorry! I would never
presume to touch you without permission Lucius��

He looked at once pleased as punch
and slightly disappointed.� The manicured
fingers stroked her head like a faithful hound and he praised �Very good,
mudblood.� You do take instruction well after all.�
Stand up�

She got to her feet as quickly as
she could and stood waiting.� This was
not a good thing.� If he�d ordered her to
give him a blowjob, perhaps if she�d been good enough she might have gotten out
of doing anything more.�

�Go and lie on the bed� Lucius instructed.��

She obeyed immediately,
positioning herself in the centre of the mattress and trying to think about
something else.�

This didn�t matter.� It was such a little
thing.� It wasn�t like she hadn�t done it
before.�

Lucus had already had his tongue inside her.� It wasn�t a big deal.� She repeated it over and over to herself
trying to still the sick little trembling feeling in her abdomen.�

�I want to go to my room..� I want Rodolphus or
Draco.� Someone come in and save me!��

Lucius
did not climb onto the bed but pulled a chair to the foot of the headboardless bed and sat, leaning back and crossing his
smooth naked legs, making himself comfortable.

He had released his hair completely and it fell like a curtain of satin down
onto his chest.�

�Sit up..prop
yourself up more on the pillows..�� he demanded.� �spread your legs. ��

She felt horrible and embarrassed
as she did so.� This felt worse than
having him touch her.� It felt more
vulnerable than merely being naked.�

�use your
fingers to open yourself, show me your pink little pussy�� he purred, enjoying her discomfort.�

She blushed and only just managed not to look away from him. �His eyes flickered briefly and he
smirked.�

She used her first two fingers to
part her nether lips and bare herself to Lucius�
interested gaze.�

�Very nice, mudblood...� Masturbate for me��

She gaped slightly,
mortified.� �I..
I can�t do that..� she whimpered in horror.�

Lucius eyes darkened.�

�You will do it, slave.. or I shall discipline you for
your disobedience.� As it is, your
refusal is impudent.� Begin!��

She tried to wrench her face out
of the rictus it wanted to assume and partially
succeeded.� Lucius
seemed to enjoy her struggles and aversion as she slid two fingers down and
started to rub her clitoris half heartedly.�

She was bone dry and not at all turned on so the effect was practically null.�

Lucius sneered derisively.� He retrieved his wand and pointed it at
her.� She felt the lubrication charm
settle on her and now her fingers slid over her sensitive flesh slickly.� It felt..better.. and worse at the same time.�

Now if she played with herself enough she might come and that would be godawful.��

Lucius
smirked slightly and leaned back again, toying with his wand and watching her
fiddle with herself for his amusement.�

She was starting to inch toward a climax now.�

�Insert your fingers.. � he directed quietly.�

She bent her knees and slid two fingers into her quim
uneasily.� She had never done this before
when she was masturbating in her bed at Hogwarts with the curtains closed and a
silencing charm blanketing her.�

It felt..different.�
more uncomfortable to lie in this position but
somehow satisfying to have something inside there.�

�Three fingers�� Lucius voice
floated across to her.��

With slight logistical difficulty she inserted a third finger and pushed them
in.� They wouldn�t go in as far now but
the feeling of being stretched was somehow pleasant.� She rubbed her clit faster, hearing Lucius� small entertained sniff.�

After a half a minute or so he
extended his wand and pointed it at the bedside table, opening a drawer there
and levitating out a black dildo.�

It was very slender and long, far slimmer than any of her current partners. ��He put it on the bed beside her.�

�Use that instead of your fingers, mudblood.�
You look like you need... something more.��

She didn�t bother to dispute at
this point. She was feeling quite willing to bring herself off as quickly as
she could now.�

She took up the dildo and carefully eased it inside herself.�

It slid in with little problem.� She was
quite wet now and it was not just the lubrication charm.�

It didn�t bother her as much
anymore that Lucius was watching her.�

She started to move the dildo slowly
in and out of her body.� It felt so much
better than her fingers, he was right.�

His grey eyes fixed to hers seemed
to glitter in anticipation.� She thought
incongruently how similar their colour was to Draco�s.� He too had silvery mirror eyes that became
stormy when he was emotional or aroused.�

Lucius smiled in a way that worried her.

��Taleo Amplus� he said clearly.�

The dildo in her hand suddenly
started to grow in girth.� She tried to
take it out completely but that no longer appeared to be possible.� It simply would not be removed any further
than the last couple of inches of its length.�

She panicked, abandoning her pleasure and tugging on it with both hands but it
was obviously a magical affixation and not a physical.

�Lucius laughed
softly.� �consto.��

The now much wider object ceased growing.�
�continue, mudblood�� Lucius said
scornfully at her continued distress.�

She didn�t want to and looked at him pleadingly.�� He raised his wand and muttered a charm and
the dildo forced itself into her of its own accord.�

She felt unfamiliarly stretched.�

�Do not make me tell you again� Lucius
warned.�

Gingerly she gripped it again and
started to move it inside herself.� It
felt colossal. �

And.. it became clear soon.. also very pleasing when she applied her other hand to her
clit again.�

Quite stupendous in fact.� Far far better than it had felt when she lay alone in her bed
rubbing at herself tentatively.�

Her breathing sped up and Lucius uncrossed his legs,
making visible his erection.� He started
to stroke it with his fingertips, not masturbating, merely teasing,
caressing.�

She found her eye drawn to his fingers moving slowly over his length.� Her finger on her clit sped up and she felt
her climax a hair�s breadth away.�

�Taleo dolor� Lucius cast and she
screamed in agonizing electrifying pain that streaked up her nerves from the
dildo in her quim.�

But the pain didnt stop her climax that had been
already in the process of tipping.�
Rather she fell into a turbulent wave of horrible pleasure mixed with
the pain.. a satisfaction and
release coupled with the sharp urgent trauma of her sensitive tissue.

She clenched her eyes closed, screaming uncontrollably.� It went on for a long time, the feelings
seeming to feed off each other till the pleasure lessened leaving only agony
and she heard Lucius murmur, from quite nearby �taleo quies��

She panted, feeling her cheeks
were wet and her throat sore.�

The dildo was pulled from her tight cramped muscles gently and she cracked her
eyes open to see Lucius lowering himself to lie
beside her.�

He looked down at her in approval and stroked a hand down her damp body.� �Gorgeous..� he
murmured and brought his hand to his lips, licking her sweat from a fingertip
tentatively.� �You suffer so prettily� he
complimented her.�

She looked up at him,
exhausted.� �Coming from you.. Lucius Malfoy... that�s
probably a great compliment��
she quipped half heartedly.�

He chuckled, amused.� �it
is, mudblood.� I�m glad you recognise that at least�

She sighed.� �Tell me about when you were
in school, Lucius.�
I really am interested.�

The guarded expression returned to Lucius� face.�

�It was the Dark Lord who mentioned
it.� He said you and Severus had some
kind of special relationship.� I was
curious but he didn�t say any more.� I wanted
to ask you.�� She looked into the eyes
that had become silvery mirrors again.

Trying once more she said� �I wanted to
know what you were like when you were my age.�
I want to know more about you��

A faint glimmer of interest flickered behind the mirrorlike
eyes.�

He leaned down and hovered over her lips for a moment, as if about to kiss her
and then pulled back, his eyes dark.��
Sighing in a long suffering manner he rolled away onto his back.�

�Put your mouth to good use at least while I tell you then.��

She climbed up onto weak limbs,
forcing her body to bow to her will and drag her down to kneel at Lucius hips.

He parted his legs generously and she urged her body a bit further.�

Irritated with her sluggishness he
retrieved his wand from the bedside table and cast an enervate.� She shivered as the unnatural energy flooded
her.�

It didn�t undo sore muscles or damage, it just forced
adrenalin through the body, making one jumpy.�

She began to lick the cock before
her to get it suitably slick so that she could begin.� Lucius watched her
with interest.�

After a while he spoke

�I don�t know why I�m indulging you, mudblood.�
It is certainly not your place to ask me questions in such a familiar
manner.

Enough of that � start sucking now.�

If you really want to know, however... I was in sixth
year when Severus arrived in his first year.��

He was a skinny untidy little wretch dressed in a threadbare uniform and it was
quite a shock to everyone when he was sorted into Slytherin.� His blood is..tainted.� he had a disgusting muggle
father � a factory worker no less..

He was.. he is..refuse.�

deeper..ahh
better. theres a good girl.�

Everyone in Slytherin knew who he was.. He was
extremely unpopular for daring to pollute the noble house with his muggle
stink.��

Lucius
put his hand on her head and pushed her down a little deeper on his cock,
gripping her hair and guiding her for a second to set the rhythm he wanted her
to follow.� He liked her to pause with
him in her throat before drawing back up his shaft again, then immediately drop
back down.�

She did her best to oblige him, sucking harder.�

�You know..
you really aren�t bad
at this..� he remarked, releasing her head and shifting slightly against the
pillows, settling himself more comfortably.�

�I first noticed Severus� he continued� �when I came upon him in a duel with
several older boys.� He was in a bad way.. he could not stand.. but he kept casting back at them.� He refused to give up.� I thought he was-�

Lucius smirked. She strained her eyes to look at him.
He looked..fond

�-a tough little begger.� I shooed the others off.�

Malfoys have always had the highest standing within Slytherin.

Well.. I say
always...There was one who stood
above my father, obviously.�

He looked down at her and rocked
his hips up at her slightly. �Try to reach my balls with your tongue when
you�re down there� he instructed.�

She did.� Trying to squeeze her tongue
past her teeth hurt but if she lifted his balls she could just touch them with the tip of her tongue. Lucius
frowned.�

�Well that�s certainly not good enough..
but leave it.. you can work
on it another time.� Just suck for the
moment.��

She went back to the motion he had set her in before and he smiled
approvingly.�

�Good girl..
...As I was saying.. Severus.. that
little bastard, wasn�t even grateful that I had saved him from the others, he
drew down on me immediately.� I had to
stun him to get him to stop trying to curse me.�

It wasn�t as easy as it should have been with a first year.� I actually had to work to subdue him...�

Lucius made a face of utmost concentration as he
started to breathe more deeply through parted lips, bucking his hips very
slightly in counterpoint to her movements.�
His voice when he spoke was still mostly controlled however�

�Yes...so..I levitated him.. back to my room and restrained
him.�

We had a long conversation..about him trying to curse me and how he was to act to his
superiors.. in future.�

He wasn�t such a tough little bastard anymore when I fucked him..��

She furrowed her brows with his
cock in her throat.� Lucius
had raped Severus when he was just a first
year?! he would have been bloody eleven!�

Perverted fucking rapist asshole!!� She
felt sick. And the sicko in question�s cock was sunk
deep in her mouth at present.�

She considered biting it off but doubted she�d manage it before he stunned her
and he�d just reattach and heal it and then he�d probably get extremely
inventive on her.�

No.. she just had to do whatever he wanted and get the fuck out
of here as soon as she could.�

Knowing this changed nothing!� He was a
bastard before and this was more of the same.

She thought sadly about Draco. �

Lucius was going on, as if in explanation for his
molestation.�

�Well.. I
had to fuck him, really � I wasn�t
about to put my cock anywhere near his teeth.�

...Afterward we agreed.. Or..
�I
informed him while he spat and hissed and swore at me, ...that in future I would protect him ...from Slytherin
house ...and he ...would come to my
room whenever I called ...and show his gratitude
...however it suited me. �

He was....oh..yes.
a bit faster now.. goood.. he was.. under...whelmed.� with the idea...�

Lucius was starting to have difficulty speaking so
smoothly now.

�Stop now. �...Stop I said mudblood!� he pulled her up
by her hair.�

She wanted to keep sucking and
hopefully when he�d come he�d let her go. But he dragged her off him.

�Good.. get up here and ride
me now.�

�She crawled up his body reluctantly
and obeyed him.� It upset her somehow to
find that she was wet enough to take him in.�

He only smirked and fondled her ass, looking at her in a superior knowing
manner that made her want to punch him in the mouth.

�Mmm.. yes mudblood.. your place is serving me.�
You know it, don�t you?!� he purred and nudged her with short thrusts
till she started to move independently, once again hoping she could just bring him
off quickly.

He sighed in satisfaction and relaxed, letting her do the work.

�After the lestrange
brothers put him in the infirmary the next week.. Severus
reconsidered my..generous..offer..
and we became fast
friends in no time at all.��

Lucius tightened a muscle in his abdomen beneath her
and it seemed like his cock stood up like a pole inside her.�

When she dropped down upon him her clit rubbed against his firmness.� She guiltily surreptitiously� adjusted her movements to brush
against him like that more.�

He noticed however. �Good girl� �he praised tightly.� �fondle your
breasts.. lick them..��

His eyes seemed to darken when she obeyed automatically.�

When he released his muscles again after a minute she almost whined in
frustration.. She had been close..�

Lucius
was panting.� �Beg me
..to let you come.. mudblood� he growled, smug
pleasure on his face.�

She remained silent and continued
gyrating and bouncing on him.�

He laughed breathlessly�
�You won�t.. will you..�� he grinned nastily and pulled her down on him, rolling them
both effortlessly till she lay on her back beneath him and starting to fuck her
hard.�

�Not.. quite..broken.. are
you..mudblood� he growled at her, laying into her,
making her squeak and gasp.�

He pushed himself up onto his knees and lifted one of her legs, pulling it up
and twisting her onto her side, putting it against his shoulder.�

Now when he fucked her, slamming into her roughly, he went so deep that he
seemed to stab right up against her womb and she yelped with every few thrusts.

�Gentle enough for you, slut?� he
hissed through gritted teeth.�

While she panted and whimpered and
tried to accommodate him he twisted her into a number of positions, lowering
her leg and shoving her onto her knees,

lifting her legs and wrapping them around his waist while holding her up by her
hips,

sliding back down onto his heels and dragging her by her hair up against his
body to straddle him backward in a sitting position.�

He didn�t stop fucking her for a second as he manipulated her from place to
place.,

As he pumped into her, his arms around her squeezing her tits viciously while
his cheek pressed very nearly to her own as he held her to his chest, she found
herself moaning helplessly, hating herself for the pleasure that her body was
finding in this truly horrible man. �

That�s a good girl...� he panted into her ear.�
�Now.. beg me..� Beg me and I�ll reward you.��

She moved against him automatically.
�Please Lucius.. please..� she whined breathily.�

�Please what, slave?� Say what you want.� he muttered, turning his
head and nuzzling his nose against her ear, fucking her even more roughly.

She whimpered.�

When he lifted one hand from her breast and raised it to grip her throat gently
she started to beg desperately.�

�Please Lucius.. please let me come.. please..please..�

He bit her earlobe gently, satisfied, but his hand tightened on her
throat anyway.� She found she could
hardly breathe.��

He spilled them both forward onto the bed, dragging her legs wide with his own
and forcing her flat down into the mattress.�

One hand held her throat tightly and the other now slid down under her body
till he could flick her clitoris.�

She could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck, panting and he grunted
as he slammed into her brutally.�

She whined in unaccountable pleasure, light headed and helplessly bucking
against his cock.� She felt she was
suffocating.�

When he pinched her clit she
suddenly lost it and her scream was choked by his hand around her throat as she
came hard around him.�

He sniggered behind her smugly and after a few strokes came too, deep inside
her, his hand holding her pelvis to his own hard, emptying himself in her with
a grunt of satisfaction.�

He released her throat and held
himself up on his arms over her, looking down at her gasping boneless
form.�

When he slid out of her he was still fairly firm and raised himself up on his
knees, falling back onto his heels.�

�Not bad.. but you lack
endurance, mudblood.� When you are mine I
will see that you run daily.��

He seemed barely fazed by the strenuous bout of fucking he�d just engaged
in.�

She turned her head slightly,
against the resistance of her body, which was insisting that lying very still
and concentrating on restoring oxygen flow was more important than anything
else.�

She was, despite herself, quite impressed.�

The man was older than Severus had been.�
Lucius had to be..probably
in his early forties, if he was in school with Severus.�

Although wizards aged slower.. and
purebloods slowest of all.. his level of fitness,
despite his slightly less toned appearance than all the others she knew, was
phenomenal.�

�Can�t..be..yours..� she panted. �belong to... dark
lord...� loyal.. owe..��

she gave up and just closed her eyes and panted.�

Lucius
scourgified himself but did not perform the charm on her.� She felt his hands take her and turn her
effortlessly, placing her on her back and then his body lay against hers and he
lifted her with one arm, pulling her against him.�

Her own skin was sweaty and
flushed while his was fresh and smooth and warm.�

And faintly almond scented she noted.��

She lay in the crook of his arm, half turned toward him with her face up
against his chest.� His hand rested just
on the upper swell of her buttocks.�

Although she hadn�t opened her
eyes, he hadn�t demanded she do so yet. �She slowly recovered.�

�My final year at Hogwarts was..difficult�� Lucius said out of the blue.�

She cracked her eyes open in surprise, looking up at him.�

He looked..
absolutely pristine.�
Not a hair out of place.� Not even
pinked with exertion.� She felt pissed
off at him somehow for being so immaculate and controlled when she was such a
mess.�

He looked down at her, and there was something..almost
doting.. in his eye for a second.�

He seemed to reassure himself that
she was watching him and was not questioning him in any way.�

Apparently satisfied with her docile receptiveness he went on

�My father introduced me to the Dark Lord the year before..
shortly after I acquired Severus in fact.�

He was a demanding man..

I refer to my father, although the man he introduced as Lord Voldemort was
demanding in other ways.�

My father, Abraxas, expected me to be.. to achieve.. at least as highly as he himself had in school.�

No.. actually he expected me
to exceed him.��

�I did not see why it
mattered.� My grades were passable.� As a Malfoy one does not require NEWTs to move through the world.� Movement is, so to say, assured.

I therefore spent much of my time with friends, or toying with Severus, or fucking whatever happened by that took my
fancy.�

I became a prefect as he wished but I didn�t see why I should bother with it
really.� The students in other houses
were not worthy of my time and those in Slytherin knew to behave as I desired.�
I did not have to float around rounding them up like sheep.��

But in my final year I did not become head boy and my father was furious.� ��

Hermione swallowed and watched the
slightly pained expression drift over the aristocrat�s face like clouds over
the moon.�

He glanced at her briefly but looked away again, somewhat bitterly.�

�He had not been head boy because he had had a far superior wizard
in his year.� He expected me to regain the Malfoy honor.. as he put it.. as if being head boy in school made an ounce of difference
in the world.�

When I was passed over in favour of a hufflepuff, he was not to be reasoned with.�

He threatened to disown me if I did not redeem myself in my NEWTs � he wanted
all O�s.�

He threatened to Disown me..�

Have you any idea what that means to an ancient family?!�� Lucius looked
disgusted.� He narrowed his eyes and
looked at the bureau hatefully.�

�He could threaten this because I had a younger brother at that point �
Altair.

Altair was the..more accommodating son.�

He was a studious little twit, officious and self righteous to a truly
intolerable level.�

When he learned of father�s threat he taunted me that I shouldn�t worry.� When he became �first son� he would not toss
me to the street � I could muck out his thestrals.�

Lucius
looked momentarily enraged and stilled, gathering his composure once more.�

After a minute Hermione placed her
hand tentatively over his heart , drawing his
surprised face to look down at her.

�What happened?� she whispered, fascinated.��

Lucius
snorted, amused.

�What do you think happened, my naive little mudblood,�� I passed my NEWTs with two Os and four E�s,
the moment I got my results I went home and killed my father.�

Only hours later I pledged myself to the Dark Lord and took
the mark.�

With a memory charm and a bribed witness I pinned the murder on Altair.� He died in Azkaban.��

Hermione gasped, horrified.�

Lucius seemed to find it greatly entertaining.

�My father should have known better than to threaten me.� He was a Slytherin himself.�

The Dark Lord understood well that the accolades and accomplishments of
schoolchildren are of no relevance in comparison with the ability to exert
one�s will upon the world.�

He was not concerned that I had murdered, or that it had been my father, rather
he praised me for my ruthless defense of my own
interests.�

He informed me that my interests would henceforth always lie in protecting his
interests.��

�Truly.. i have learned that it is almost always preferable to act in
his interests.�� Lucius
paused and narrowed his eyes, looking at her calculatingly.�

�And that is all the more reason why he should be amenable to rewarding me with
you, I think, mudblood.�

...I have given him much.� You are but a very small prize for my years of service,
the fortune I have freely given, the sacrifices I have made.�

You are scarcely worthy of my
attentions.� Dirt for
blood, only moderately pretty, not even capable of magic anymore.�

Nevertheless you do..please me..in some
manner.�

I will not be satisfied until I possess you..I shall
brand you with the Malfoy crest.� You
will serve my family until you cease to be of value.��

Hermione stiffened.. She was beginning to realise that persuading a man like Lucius Malfoy that he could not have something was like
explaining the concept of bicycles to fish.�
He would be a problem.�

As soon as Tom.. uh.. if Tom laid down
the law and told him he couldn�t have her, he�d start thinking of ways to gain
her.�

Perhaps he would only try to
abduct her and feign ignorance to Tom � which wouldn�t work anyway but she�d
still be dead if he apparated with her through the wards. �

�Lucius.. I can�t leave this
place.� The Dark Lord has blood wards
keyed to me.� I�ll die if I am taken
through them.��

Lucius
looked slightly startled.� �That is.. rather elaborate.. � he said uncertainly.�
�I doubt he would waste so much time warding in a bit of filthy fluff
like yourself.�
How do you know there are blood wards?��

She looked at him calmly.� �Because he told me he had set them.� He is paranoid about the order somehow
getting their hands on me.� He wants to
have me guarded.��

A dawning ray of light flashed onto this long hoped for ice floe of
opportunity.�

�But I am afraid of who he might leave me with.�
When I�m not working with Severus, I am alone in my room.�

Perhaps.. you might..��

Lucius frowned
at her.� �Are you mad?� I am certain you did not just suggest that I should serve you in a menial capacity,
mudblood��

Hermione lowered her eyes submissively.�
�No Lucius.�
I�m sorry.� It was a ridiculous
idea.� I just thought..
you might not like it if other wizards were to do as
they wished with me in your absence.� I
thought..� I�m
sorry.� Please forgive me��

Lucius
looked pensive, as if surprised that this new thought did bother him.�

�I will have Draco watch you.�� He said
finally.� �He is..around..
somewhere.� I
presume he is not doing much of worth and when you are Malfoy property you will
be available for him to use anyway..��

Hermione made a great show of
protesting and pleading that Draco hated her and she was afraid of being with
him after the initiation.

�Enough,
mudblood.� I have made my decision.� You will obey him as you would me, is that
clear?!��

She nodded unhappily, secretly
crowing in delight at her success.�

Perhaps she could find a way to resign Lucius to
accepting Tom�s primacy over her.��

She frowned slightly, darting a
nervous look up at Lucius..

�I..I really did bond with the Dark Lord Lucius.� I�m sorry.� He did it to drive Harry crazy.� It worked.�

I don�t think he will release me.� Maybe..eventually.�

But..he did bring me to you today.

�..Perhaps he will let me serve you when
I am not needed for his purposes.�� She
swallowed and bit her lip hopefully.�

Lucius
looked at her with infuriated mien at the knowledge that the Dark Lord required
her for something to do with Potter and would therefore be very unlikely to
consider giving her up.�

He controlled his expression again and conceded.� �Perhaps.� It will suffice for the present.� I will negotiate with him.� I will also want some of your blood.��

He reached for his wand and
summoned a glass from the sideboard, transfiguring it into a phial.� Pressing his wand then to her arm he
extracted blood woundlessly, levitating a stream of
it through the air and into the phial.�

He looked at her calculatingly. �Would
you like to take a walk, mudblood?..� outside..�

She was not acting when she jumped
up excitedly with wide eyes.� �yes!! Yes please!� I�d
love to go outside!�

Her enthusiasm was suddenly sprudeling out of her
uncontrollably.��

�Anything!�
Anything.. just take
me outside, Lucius!!� She thought urgently.

Lucius
chuckled at her display

�Down...mudblood.�

We will dress and then you may accompany me for a walk by the lake.� It is where I usually run. �But.. I am confident
you are ill equipped to endure that much exertion.� We will walk today.��

Hermione almost cried out in sheer
joy.� Internally parades were being led
to Lucius.. the sick, sadistic paedophile fratricidal bastard who also
brought outside walks.� Hurrah to him and may his loins be ever
fruitful.�

She leapt up from the bed and dressed at something approaching the speed of
light, causing Lucius to laugh more at her.� Then she stood impatiently wringing her hands
while he clothed himself sedately and transfigured a pair of his own shoes into
something like black trainers for her to wear.�

He summoned a pair of his own socks for her.�

She felt peculiarly honoured by this unnecessary kindness from this person.�

While she was putting them on he
frowned at her strangely as if he too
was unsettled by his own actions.�

Finally he cast a simple spell, exactly like the one that Tom had used the previous
night to sweep her hair back and braid it into a plait.�

Thus set, he stalked to the door,
not offering her his arm, but then � why would he.� She was a slave.�

He did hold the door open for her nevertheless and she walked a half step
behind him to the stairs, down and through the room with the excessive numbers
of young girls � there seemed to be a lot fewer now � and out the doors to the
foyer.�

From there he led her out the main
doors and into the large vanishingly dark ceilinged main foyer she had walked
through on her way to the ballroom/great hall when she had first awakened in
this place.�

She recognised the exploded crystal light fixtures hanging and the jewelled
columns.��

Instead of following the carpet
down to the great hall Lucius led her straight ahead
to the opposite side of the foyer.�

In the darkness a door was almost
invisibly set into the wall.�

He placed his hand upon it and it flashed faintly green and swung outward.�

Behind it were further dark
elegant corridors.��

Doors were sparse but wizarding paintings were hung and figures within them
seemed to watch them both walk with interest, some of them slipping away out of
the frames, probably to inform whoever they spied for.�

Lucius
marched her down two flights of stairs and some further corridors before he
stopped at a door no different to any of the others.�

When he opened it,� it
displayed a stone spiral stair with torches hung.�

Now he took her by the wrist and led her down slowly.�

She was suddenly reminded of her father, in a thankfully non incestuous
way.� He had always held the banister
when walking down stairs and he had always insisted she walk behind him in case
she fell.�

She wondered, did people just become more paranoid
about stairs and falling over when they got older?�

They walked down for quite a while
and there were no landings interrupting their descent.� Groaning internally she thought about how
horrible the trip back up was likely to be.�
Lucius was right � she wasn�t really that
fit.� She could move quickly in sprints
but she couldn�t run fast for a very long time and climbing and things like
sports really irritated her.�

She much preferred more sedentary pursuits, given the choice.� Sitting and reading with Draco had been
lovely.�

She wondered where he was and if he was ok.�
The Dark Lord had sent him away when they�d been in Harry�s room.�

She hoped he wasn�t angry with him.

She walked into Lucius� back.� She
had reached the bottom of the stairs and not realised until her foot came down
on ground where no ground should have been and she stumbled idiotically to fall
against the tall dignified man in front of her with an embarrassing oof.��

He turned and gave her a withering
look.�

�Pay attention where you fall,
mudblood� he sniped and turned back to the wall where in addition to placing a
hand on the stone, he drew a complex series of sigils with his wand.�

A creaking and some sifting sounds
heralded the opening of the wall and dim sunlight streamed in, lightening the
dark sepulchural stairwell.��

She almost jumped up and down in sheer excitement.�

He sneered at her but seemed
pleased, almost proud, as if he had personally charmed the sun to shine and
transfigured the outside world out of the stones just to amuse her.��

A breeze floated in through the
widening gap and she could smell fir trees.�
It was heavenly.� She wanted to
jump up and kiss Lucius.�

The door seemed to open just inside a small cave and Lucius
walked confidently off, leading her through the door and out of the short cave
into the sunlight.

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