Precious Mudblood | By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79307 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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The sun hung low and orange to the
west. It seemed to be late afternoon, on
the turning cusp of evening.
A narrow path wound down the side
of the cliff face. The cave was three or
four metres above the ground.
She followed Lucius joyfully, stopping herself from
skipping.
She could hear the waters of the lake lapping and the scrunch of her shoes on
the sandy stone path. Lucius’ hair flowed in the cool breeze, glittering and
shimmering orangy in the light.
They reached the ground and
skirted the field of rocks.
Hermione paused for a moment and peered
over the expanse.. “hang
on..” she said faintly, altering course and walking over the rocks, looking upwards
every so often.
There did not appear to be any holes in what she could see
now was a smooth white burg castle.
It looked a bit like a severe manor house but fortifications were visible here
and there and she suspected that the windows were probably mostly glamoured.
She looked over the stones , trying to find the place where she had landed. Lucius had followed
her now and seemed irritated.
“What are you looking for” he demanded.
“Blood” she responded. “or something at least. I fell around here somewhere.”
He rolled his eyes.
“Are you persisting in that story then?”
He cast a charm and seemed faintly surprised when his wand lit.
Placing it on his palm he had it
point him and they climbed over pointed uneven ground till they found a small
depressed area closer to the base of the cliffs but further around from the
cave. There were very faint brownish
stains in the cracks of some of the rocks.
Not a lot to see.
Lucius
frowned at her and craned his neck all the way back to look up at the castle,
returning his gaze to her with a raised speculative eyebrow, realising that she
had really jumped from the castle somehow.
She was quite impressed to see the distance now.
They stood for a while looking at the faint marks. They were darker in the cracks between rocks,
as if the blood had puddled there.
Lucius
had pursed his lips and looked quite angry. Abruptly he stepped close and drew his hand
back, bringing the back of it hard across her cheekbone.
Her head spun and she crunched to her knees.
“You will never attempt anything of
that sort again, mudblood.” He hissed
furiously “you are mine. Your life is..”
He broke off, looking even more
furious, and amended. “You will be mine mudblood..
and when you are – I will whip you to the bone for
daring to attempt to deny yourself to me.
Your life is not your own. You have no right to damage your body in any
way – it is to be harmed at my
discretion, not yours. You will end when
I release you from this world.”
She had her hand to her throbbing
cheek and looked up at him wide eyed, nodding.
For a moment in the excitement of being outside she had somehow forgotten just
who she was with.
He stepped closer and freed his cock from his robes impatiently, forcing her to
take it into her mouth. It was not hard
and the sensation was peculiar. Like the feeling of Harry’s
arm when lockhard dissolved the bone.
She looked up at him with it in her mouth, frightened by his sudden shift in
mood.
He looked half crazed, the sun
setting his silvery hair aflame and his eyes narrowed in anger.
She suckled as if at a teat and he
quickly became hard. He fucked her head
roughly till he came, pulling out slightly so that the bitter fluid landed on
her tongue. She swallowed the unpleasant
taste.
“Clean me” he demanded and she complied unquestioningly.
Only after he had put his cock
away and straightened his robes did he look down at her and soften
slightly.
“Stand up” he commanded. She did.
He stepped closer to her and ran the knuckles of his fingers over the bruise
developing on her cheekbone.
“You were punished for harming yourself.
You will not do it again. Come
now”
He reached down and took her wrist, leading her back up the rocks, never
letting go.
The sun had dropped lower in the
meantime and shadows lengthened. Twice
she missed her footing and he reacted before she could, catching her and
preventing her from falling.
‘Insane’ she thought. ‘He really
means it. The man clearly likes nothing
more than to make me scream in agony.. but doesn’t want me to fall over and stub something
apparently. He really does think he
should be the only thing to hurt me.’
She noticed that while she
struggled, Lucius moved swiftly and agilely over the
uneven ground. He seemed quite at home
travelling uneven ground in shadows.
For someone of his background and general stick-in arse demeanour it was funny.
They got back to the path and he
led her down toward the lake again, even though it was nearing dark now.
She was relieved. She had been afraid he would take her back to
the castle.
They walked several metres from
the edge of the lake. The grass faded
into stones a short distance beyond Lucius feet, as
he walked between her and the lake.
He looked up and, seeming to frown at the fading light shifted her so that she
walked on the inside of him closest to the lake, drawing his wand and holding
it at his side.
She wondered at this. Surely they were
securely warded in here.
They did not speak but walked
quite quickly, at least by Hermione’s standards. The last of the orange was fading on the
surface of the lake into dark blues and it was colder. She could hear the wind in the trees far
off. There were no birds or other sounds
but it was wonderful to hear anything from the outside world.
“Thank you for taking me out here”
she whispered to Lucius. Somehow the darkness called for hushed
voices.
He did not say anything but
reached for her small cold hand, enclosing it in his larger, warm one.
“I may need to apparate us” he stated tersely but the
way he stroked his thumb over her knuckles in circles soothingly belied the
hard tone.
When they had walked around the
curve of the lake and were starting to reach a point where the lake lay between
them and the castle, Lucius stopped.
“We go no further in this light.
Come. It is time to return.” He turned but seemed dissatisfied with her
walking on the outside where the fields were open and fading into deep shadowy
midnight blues now.
He uneasily shifted her to his inside and made her wrap her hand around his
upper arm.
“You will not let go, no matter
what should happen” he instructed her tensely.
She wondered again what could possibly
happen within the Dark Lord’s warded domain.
They walked on,
she almost had to skip to keep up with Lucius.
Suddenly he halted without warning and she was jerked back by the hand she had
curled around his arm.
He dragged her behind him and grabbed her hand bruisingly
hard, holding it at his back.
“Do not move” he hissed already casting high level shield charms. She peered around his arm panicked.
What?! What was it.. were there some kind of animals on the grounds? Was the order here? Something else? What?
She gripped onto his robe frightened.
“Show yourselves”
he said in a low voice.
His transparent shield flashed pinkly momentarily, someone had cast on
him!
Wizards. The order. Panic rose up in her. ‘help! Help help help help
help! She
screamed internally. ‘they’re
going to take me away again. I don’t
want to go!!!’
A disillusioned figure melted back into sight seven or
eight metres in front of them on the path.
She peered at it and then groaned loudly internally. She was relieved that it was not the order
but it was not good either.
Avery. Fuck.. Avery.
She’d forgotten about the initiation when she’d done her mental tally of all
the wizards she’d come in contact with.
The implications of seeing Avery here dawned on her just as a second flash on
the shield from behind alerted her to Mulcibers
disillusioned presence somewhere around here also.
“Lucius..” Avery oiled “How nice to run in to you here. Evening stroll?”
Lucius
said nothing but his hand tightened painfully around her own. She could feel
the shield charm being strengthened.
Not receiving the polite form-response,
Avery lost patience. “We want the girl.
We can come to some arrangement-“
“No. We cannot.” Lucius
responded coldly. “Leave before you
start something you cannot finish.”
Avery bristled visibly.
“You’re outnumbered and you have to shield for two. Give her to us.. we won’t damage her.. much.. or-..” he glanced into the dark behind them as if seeking
agreement “-we could share her. We don’t mind you joining the fun.”
A nasty voice from a bare metre behind her growled “More the merrier, I say..”
She jumped and scooted to Lucius side.
He wrapped his arm around her waist possessively.
“Have you secured permission from the
Dark Lord for this tete a tete?”
he enquired sceptically.
“The mudblood was brought to me by our lord personally. I do not believe he would be amused if I were
to relinquish her without at least killing one
of you. Which is it to be?
Avery, you are currently a softer target.
I’m confident I could finish you before you have a chance to disillusion
yourself again.“
Avery bared his teeth. “Come on Lucius.. we went to school together. You wouldn’t kill me..
not after everything.
Not over a fucking bit of totty. Just let us have her for a while. You can
come along and make sure we don’t mess her up too much. The Dark Lord never has to know. We’ll heal her. Arn is crack with
memory charms.”
Lucius
shifted his posture subtly. His voice
was cold and absolutely resolute
“Avery.. you know quite well
that you were Severus acquaintance,
not mine. Never mine.
You were a boot-licking second year when I left Hogwarts. We may have served together many times however
I am not one of your associates and I
owe you no act of disobedience against our master based on your notion of the
‘good old days’.
I am your superior under the Dark Lord and I will end you if you do not stand down at once.”
Avery looked past them and grinned
broadly. “No..
I don’t think we’ll do that Malfoy.. You should have
been reasonable” Avery
and Lucius both cast at the same time and a clash
from behind her told her that Mulciber had also
attacked.
All three spells crashed onto shields.
Fuck! She thought. This was a bad situation. Very bad. Why wasn’t Lucius disapparating them or at least calling the Dark Lord?!
Avery had disillusioned himself
again and spells were crashing against Lucius’
shields from different directions as the two obviously darted around.
Unable to locate them to return fire, Lucius had put
all of his energy into strengthening his shields. The crashing was terrible, like something
trying to smash its way into a building.
Making them both a smaller target in the dark, he pushed her down to the
ground, dropping beside her and scanning the fields, his wand half extended, in
hope of spotting Avery or Mulciber. Finding a disillusioned person in a fully dark
environment was nearly impossible though, she knew from experience.
She put her arms around his waist, clinging to him just in case he planned to apparate. Why wasn’t
he apparating!
Lucius
tossed aside the sleeve of his robe and positioned his wand over the mark.. She saw him hesitating.
“Do it” she whispered
terrified. “You can’t hold both of them
off indefinitely”
Lucius looked at her infuriated.
“I should just give you to them,
mudblood. What does it matter to me what
they do to you? As you’ve pointed out –
you cannot be mine..
I could oblivate you afterward.. If I call the Dark
Lord I will be punished severely for
bringing you out here.”
She gasped and flinched away slightly.
“Please don’t!!! Please Lucius.. please
don’t let them. Please!” She started to cry.
“Call someone else. Send your patronus for Rodolphus.. he’ll come. He won’t tell the Dark Lord if I ask him not
to. Please..please
don’t give me to them!”
She didn’t suggest Draco. She didn’t want him to call Draco. She didn’t know how well Draco fought but she
couldn’t stand it if he were hurt because she had wanted to go for a walk.
Lucius eyes
sharpened at this thought. He nodded
shortly and hesitated for a moment, concentrating hard.
He seemed to find it difficult to conjure the patronus
but after a minute a silvery falcon flung itself into the air and winged off at
high speed.
She flung herself on him and kissed his cheek, unsure whether he’d want her to
kiss his mouth.
He looked conflicted and tightened his shoulders slightly as he forced more
energy into the shields.
Avery and Mulciber
were flinging curse after curse now, frantically trying to break the shields
before whoever Lucius had apparently summoned
arrived.
She held onto Lucius and put her face against his
perfectly smooth neck. He smelled of
almonds and a sweet dark spicy scent that he must have put on before they left
for the walk. She inhaled deeply. It
suited him.
“You smell nice” she whispered
softly.
There was a scream suddenly and Lucius became instantly alert, half rising to one
knee.
The scream faded out into gurgling somewhere over to the left of them, perhaps
eight or nine metres away.
“Rodolphus”
she whispered happily.
As if in
response, a wand lit and Rodolphus reappeared from
his disillusionment charm about four metres away, eerily lit from below.
He held his arm raised at shoulder level, his knife
pressed against thin air.
“finite incantatum” he
muttered and Mulciber shimmered into view, breathing heavily and looking like he was
about to wet himself.
“Lucius.” Rodolphus nodded,
acknowledging him. “Pet..” this was spoken in a
darker..hungrier tone.
“What do you want me to do with our
friend Mulciber?”
It wasn’t certain to whom he was
addressing the question.
“Obliviate
him” Lucius said at the same
time Hermione said “kill him”
Lucius
looked down at her as if she’d just vomited up a rather large diamond.
Appalled, disbelieving,
approving and covetuous at once.
“Yes pet..”
Rodolphus purred and sliced smoothly, tilting his
face into the spray and catching a lot of it in his mouth.
He slurped and practically bathed in the blood, seeming quite exultant.
Lucius
watched, fascinated, for a few moments and then dragged her around by the
shoulder to look at him.
“kill him??!!
I had already gathered, mudblood, that Rodolphus fed upon you from time to time. When, however, did he start obeying you.?!
You just had him execute a trained and useful death eater when a memory
charm would have sufficed.
...and how dare you countermand me!!”
Lucius
seemed somewhat frantic with the adrenalin spike of the attack, and now seeing
the fountains of blood and soaked jubilant vampire just when the situation had appeared to be under control again, he
was not reacting in a controlled logical manner.
“Wanting to take you was not
abnormal death eater behaviour. The
appropriate response would have been to allow the Dark Lord to discipline them” Lucius
faltered.
Hermione blinked
“Yes but he doesn’t have to know we were out here. We can get rid of them and nobody has to get
into any trouble.
If Mulciber had somehow remembered or worked out what
had happened with Avery then..
It’s just better this way. And look how
happy Rodolphus is.”
She smiled.
Lucius
looked at the dark stained soaking wet man holding Mulciber
as if in a lovers embrace.
He looked back at her askance as if recognising that he was in a precarious
position at present.
Irritated he pulled her close and
growled barely audibly in her ear. “We
will discuss this in detail when next
you come to me. Pull him together
now. If you try to somehow set him
against me you will regret it. And there is no way to hide my absence when the Dark Lord tries to
collect you.”
She nodded silently. She hadn’t
thought of asking Rodolphus to do anything to Lucius.. although..
obviously – that would be another solution to the
problems with him.
She didn’t know how Draco would feel though.
It was one thing to hate your father and another thing to want him
dead.
Frowning at herself she wondered
how she had come to the point where killing someone seemed to be a fairly
reasonable solution to a problem.
After she had killed Ginny Tom had said.. something.. hadn’t he? Something about his magic
blending with hers or affecting her or something along those lines.
She hadn’t really listened. Something
else had been distracting.
“Rodolphus!” she whispered happily.
He looked up, his face covered in gore.
Dropping the large bulk of Mulciber he grinned
wickedly and approached her.
“In trouble again pet.. always calling me to save
you.” He wiped his mouth on the back of
his sleeve carelessly, smearing the blood that covered him.
She smirked. “Did he taste good?” she murmured.
Rodolphus made a face.
“Like stew. Thick, salty, not good but
lots of it” He
drew his wand and scourgified himself.
“See to Avery, Lucius,
I’ll deal with Mulciber” he tossed at the pale hair
faintly shimmering in the dim light thrown from his wand.
He aimed his wand and fired off a small red ball of light that hovered over a
mass on the ground, barely illuminating it.
Lucius
looked at them both warily and strode off.
When Lucius
had passed them, Rodolphus stepped closer, pulling Hermione
against him.
She smiled happily.
“I missed you!! Thank you for saving me.. again.. and
thank you for telling the Dark Lord ..when I ..um”
Rodolphus
face darkened. “Don’t do that again,
pet. I felt you dying.”
She looked at him
regretfully. “Sorry. I won’t.
I promise. Everyone else has already
said the same thing already.. Tom and Lucius were
a bit..more threatening
about it.” She smirked wryly.
Rodolphus
pulled her against him and inhaled deeply then pulled back, a wry, displeased
look on his face.
“Busy day? Lots
of different men on you.. you reek of their
sex” He inhaled more..seeming
to concentrate..
“Lucius..very recent.. all over you. And ..Draco..faint. and the Dark Lord
and..Potter?..” he snarled slightly and she
flinched.
“Tom was there. He made me.”
Rodolphus
didnt seem mollified.
He scourgified her all over, her clothes and her hair too. Then he did it again.
Finally he seemed satisfied and pulled her close, dipping his face down into
the crook of her neck with a purr of relief.
Lucius
interrupted them both, returning out of the darkness. He sniped petulantly “Deal
with Mulciber so we can get back. The Dark Lord may seek her out at any time
and it would not do for him to find us here.”
Rodolphus
snarled for a moment.
“What the fuck were you thinking taking her outside. The anti apparition wards are up.”
Lucius
sniffed haughtily. “I don’t answer to you Rodolphus. It was, in hindsight, an error. I wanted to reward her. She was so very excited at the thought of
it.”
Hermione spoke up, feeling a strange obligation to defend the only person who
had taken her out under the sky since the Dark Lord.
“It was my fault Rodolphus. I’m sorry.. I just.. wanted to see the lake. I can see it from my window. I wanted to feel the wind.”
Rodolphus
calmed somewhat, seeming to understand her need on some level, and brushed a
gentle hand down her cheek.
Noticing the bruise rising on her other cheekbone he
cursed under his breath and cast a healing charm on it, smoothing the healed
skin with the pad of his thumb.
He turned away and concentrated to transfigure Mulciber
into a small stone which he picked up and put in his pocket.
He scourgified the grass all around and cast a charm Hermione didnt recognise. She
wondered about it.
“Disguises other traces of death
that can be spell tracked” he muttered, automatically answering her
question.
Lucius
put his arm around her shoulders and tried to steer her away, back to the
castle but Rodolphus whirled, snarling at him.
“I will take her, Lucius”
The blonde did not budge.
Rodolphus bared his teeth at him and swept her up, lifting
her to his waist and holding her to him with one hand, pulling her thigh around
him with the other till she wrapped her legs around him and put her arms around
his neck.
Then he wrapped his arms around her and lowered his face to her neck again to
inhale her.
“Start moving” he growled at Lucius.
The blonde man’s expression could
not be made out in the dark but he eventually turned and stomped off back
toward the castle.
Rodolphus
carried her as if she were weightless..She rested her
head against her arms around his neck, pressed tight to his chest.
It was a strange feeling. It reminded
her of being a little girl and carried by her parents up to bed.
Except that Rodolphus would periodically dip his face
to her skin and sniff her or lick her gently.
Lucius
seemed to be extremely pissed off. It
seemed that knowing the vampire fed on her from time to time and seeing said
man claim her and drool all over her in front of him were very different
things. Lucius
fairly crackled with fury as he walked.
When they climbed the long spiral
stairs back up to the castle Hermione sang in her head a spontaneous aria of
praise for Rodolphus.
He was so warm and strong.. and
he always came for her. He was the best
in bed too.
There wasn’t anyone.. apart
from Ron.. she had slept with who hadn’t been good in bed but Rodolphus
was just amazing. He’d made her come so many times she thought her heart would
stop.
The man pressed against her
sniggered softly, causing Lucius to turn, startled.
“I’m glad you think so, pet. It has been
almost a month now.. you
have..but days.. “ he sniffed
her again. “perhaps
one or two. Then you are mine. He promised”
Lucius
stopped..turning furiously and bearing down upon them
in the narrow stairwell.
“What is this?! The mudblood said she
was blood bonded to the Dark Lord.
Have you petitioned for her? Did he give her to you?!”
in subtext Lucius’ body language was screaming – did
the little whore lie to me?!”
Rodolphus
snarled.. “Back off Lucius
or I’ll snap your fucking neck and dump you along with Mulciber! I can smell
her thrice damned bonds. But she is mine
when her blood comes upon her.
One day I am promised. The first day of her blood.”
Lucius
calmed, lowering his shoulders somewhat.
“That will end when the Dark Lord gives her to me.”
Rodolphus
laughed loudly. “He will never give
her up.”
Hermione sighed.
Lucius
turned and resumed climbing the stairs.
“we will see” he muttered.
Rodolphus
smirked at her as she turned.
“Am I too heavy” she asked guiltily.
He pulled her closer and captured her lips, kissing her greedily. He gravelled against her cheek when he broke
the kiss
“I would carry you around all the
time if he would allow it.” He grinned
again. “But you’d get sick watching me work maybe”
She thought of Harry again and agreed.
“I missed you pet. I could feel you.. Last
time they broke you I could come and watch over you. Snape kept you locked away this time. ...Fucker..” he said
the last part with feeling.
She defended Severus automatically.
“He was healing me. He had to keep me in
T-.. in the Dark Lord’s chambers.”
Rodolphus
frowned. “You don’t think of him as the Dark Lord anymore. That’s dangerous. Never think that he is like
other wizards. You are holding a deadly cobra by the tail.”
Hermione furrowed her brow at him.
Knowing he was right and being able to change the way she had started to
think about Tom were two completely different things.
“Lestrange!” Lucius voice echoed down the
stairwell.
Rodolphus face darkened and he pressed her against
his chest, then he moved fast. They were at the top of the stairwell with Lucius in under two seconds.
Lucius raised his eyebrows. When she turned he looked blatantly at her
throat as if inspecting for bite marks.
Rodolphus
sniggered. “Just talking, you toff nosed git.”
Astoundingly for Hermione Lucius actually smirked back. “Mind that it stays that way,
you sick twisted fuck!”
Her jaw dropped.
Both men sniggered together now at the look on her face.
Lucius explained “Avery was not one of my associates.. Rodolphus however was.
We’ve been acquainted since our earliest years.” Rodolphus grinned.
“It was good to work on Potter with
you, Luce. It’s been so long since we
played together. You married that damned
ice bitch and then you were no fun
..keeping to yourself.
Didnt want to join a hunting party
anymore. Taking your claim off to a
private room at the revels”
Lucius
made a sour face. “Hardly by choice, Rodolphus. You know
she insisted upon a fidelity clause in our binding. Narcissa was a
jealous witch.
But curse me, I was adamant that I would have
her. She was the best. Malfoy’s always get the
best.”
Rodolphus
looked sceptical. “Was she worth
forgoing a decade of fucking, brother? I
know she dangled her frozen cunt in front of you like a carrot to a donkey”
Lucius flushed bright red and glared, his eyes
flicking sharply to Hermione’s wide stunned ones.
She was wondering whether Lucius had always been so cruel or whether he was sadistic
because for so long it had been the only way he could enjoy ‘victims.’
She had never realised that there might be more to everything than the simple
explanation of Tom’s ‘Lucius is a sadistic spoiled
child who breaks his toys and refuses to share’
Rodolphus
burst out laughing. “No.. that’s true, pet”
Lucius
snarled
“What did you hear?!” he demanded imperiously.
Rodolphus smirked
“The Dark Lord told her you were a
sadistic spoiled child who breaks his toys and refuses to share”.
Lucius
snorted.
“How flattering”
Hermione looked at Rodolphus like he had betrayed her. “That was a private thought!” she accused.
Turning to Lucius, she continued “Besides.. He only said it to frighten
me. He wanted to make me frightened of
you so that I would see him as a safer alternative.”
Lucius laughed loudly, genuinely amused.
“I’m more frightening than the
Dark Lord. That’s rich..
And by His own
insinuation.
That is very nearly the greatest compliment I have ever received.”
Rodolphus
grinned. “It’s why she refused to let me take her to you. I’d almost think she got herself cruciated
just to escape you.”
Hermione felt outnumbered.
“You are worse than him. You tortured me. He never hurt me like that.”
Lucius
became serious. “Mudblood.
Have an ounce of sense. The Dark Lord specifically instructed me to
come to your room and play with you in that manner.
I had no idea you could do wandless magic.
If anything he set me
up – you were about to kill me before
Severus stepped in. Do you suffer
from memory ailments?!
And then he gave me explicit
permission to visit you regularly in your cell.
Anything I did to you was specifically authorised by him.”
He paused and smiled lasciviously. “well.. almost..”
She actually found herself
blushing slightly. That was just so wrong
after everything that had happened. Both
men seemed transfixed by it however.
Rodolphus leaned in and kissed the corner of her
mouth gently. “Still..so
innocent, pet.” His eyes turned to Lucius
“I need to taste her..
come now Lucius, old
friend. You aren’t married anymore.
We can go to your rooms.”
Lucius
seemed to waver between desire and petulance.
After a minute he nodded.
“We will..share..
then. If I
allow you to join us now.. you
will return the favour at some point. We
are agreed?”
Hermione looked at Rodolphus, afraid. ‘he’ll hurt me’ she thought, panicked. ‘he always hurts
me. It’s like he needs it to get off’
Rodolphus grinned nastily. “I hurt you too, pet.. you like it. A little pain makes
the pleasure so much better.
And Lucius will not hurt you too much. You are safer with
his pain - Sometimes I do not want to stop drinking.
You taste..so..good”
She swallowed, looking at him
fearfully. “But I trust you. Lucius could just decide to do anything.”
She felt a pressure behind her and
turned to find Lucius pressed up against her
back.
“Do as you are told, mudblood, and I will not need to discipline you. There will be only..pleasurable..levels of pain.”
He tugged on her braid, gently pulling her head back and applied his mouth to
her throat, biting it in a strange parody of the vampire she was curled
around.
It felt good.
“We are agreed then, Rodolphus?” Lucius muttered
against her neck in between sucks.
Hermione had her eyes closed and an expression of reluctant pleasure on her
face.
Rodolphus
hesitated, obviously not eager to give up any of his time with her later in
exchange for time now. “Bite me” she
whispered and Lucius obliged immediately, biting her
hard. She whimpered, smiling.
“Agreed” Rodolphus ground out.
“I will meet you there.” He pulled her
away from Lucius and apparated on the spot with
her.
They arrived in a large room that
seemed to scream ‘opulence’ – probably scream it while chained and held over an
ornate brazier, but nevertheless.
Understated it was not.
Rodolphus
put her down reluctantly and she looked down at the large white tiger skin upon
which they both stood.
A massive stone fireplace roared
and toasted the room. Over it hung a slytherin crest and on either side were the mounted heads
of a unicorn and a griffin.
The lounge suite seemed to be made of some strange black fur. It shone slightly bluely and was not spikey and faux but flattened and silky. It reminded her somewhat of Draco’s fur
actually, she thought.
There were large oil paintings on
some of the walls. They were quite heavy
and ominous. She recognised caravaggio’s sacrifice of Isaac
and wondered why Lucius would have a painting
depicting a muggle religious story. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Caravaggio_Sacrifice_of_Isaac_I.jpg)
Looking around the large room she could see several other caravaggios.
Perhaps Lucius merely liked the artist.
The unifying factor in the caravaggio
paintings seemed to be the presence of young dark haired boys.
Perhaps Lucius simply liked those.
The man in question appeared
beside her as she examined his artwork.
She had not heard him apparate in.
“Do you like it..” he asked curiously. She frowned and nodded finally. “Caravaggio is a bit..
dark for me though.
He liked scenes of beheadings and death.
Do you know the story behind the sacrifice of Isaac?”
Lucius nodded absently. “It is of no interest to me. I merely appreciate the expression on the
face of the boy lying bound with the knife at his stomach. He reminds me of Severus faintly.”
She looked to the next
painting. It was Titian’s perseus and Andromeda. A naked woman stood bound in chains while in
the background a sea monster fought a warrior.
She didn’t need to ask why he liked it.
He drew her away by the hand.
“I may show you my art collection another time perhaps. Come now.”
Rodolphus
waited in the doorway to what would undoubtedly be Lucius
bedroom.
“What is your furniture made of?”
she asked curiously. Lucius
smirked evily.
“Kitten pelts. Wonderfully soft against the naked body. Another time mudblood.”
He divestoed
her clothing abruptly and she flinched in her sudden exposure. Rodolphus smiled
hungrily and walked forward to claim her, picking her up and carrying her
swiftly in his arms to the bed.
When she looked around, Lucius had divestoed his own
robes already and was walking around the bed to climb up on the other side of
her.
She looked up at Rodolphus as he performed the charm
to remove his clothing. Lucius was sliding near and she turned and looked fearfully
as she felt the colonic and the lubrication charm sizzle over her in rapid
succession.
“It has been a..very..long
time since Rodolphus and I have shared a woman” Lucius told
her. “The last time..
we got a little carried away.”
Rodolphus sniggered.
“Hardly a great loss. Although she did have great tits, if I remember.”
Lucius
smiled darkly. “She did. And then she didn’t.”
Hermione found she preferred not
to know any more about what had happened to the girl. Particularly right now when she was
definitely about to fuck two men who would not stop if she announced she was
having second thoughts.
Her thoughts on the matter were really only window decoration at best.
Rodolphus
was lowering himself onto the bed, approaching her with slow cautious movements
as if she might bolt like a deer at any moment.
She lay, half on her side, her back turned to Lucius
and looked back and forth between the two uncertainly.
Lucius was watching her with cold amusement. Rodolphus now hung
over her, on his hands and knees.
He glanced at Lucius almost deferentially. “Do you
want top or bottom?”
Lucius
smiled thinly “I
will be on top.. but you can have her pussy. I am not entirely selfish.”
Rodolphus
eyes glittered. “Of course you are Luce.
You’ve had her pussy today and you want to complete the set. Take her ass if you will. My pet has the sweetest little box..”
He swooped down and kissed her bruisingly, thrusting
his tongue into her, his kiss hot and demanding.
Hermione could never resist Rodolphus’ kisses. When he wanted her they seemed to affect her
viscerally, setting off a fever in her blood.
She moved automatically, needily to get closer to
him, her hands gliding all over his naked body.
He was so hard and tight and strong and mmmm. She could feel him smirking against her own
lips.
He manipulated them both into position. She straddled his hips as he lay on his back,
one hand on the back of her neck and the other groping her breast gently.
Lucius reached over and lifted Rodolphus
erect cock and positioned it for him. “Down,
mudblood” he demanded softly. Hermione
complied and lowered herself gingerly, easing Rodolphus
large cock into her quim.
She moaned in relief as he sank into her slowly.
Rodolphus was kissing her roughly. He bit down on her tongue, making her yelp in
pain and then sucked on the wound, emitting little animal noises of
pleasure.
She dimly registered Lucius moving to kneel behind her, straddling Rodolphus legs. When
he thrust inside her brutally and without warning, she broke the kiss and cried
out in pain.
Lucius revelled
in it, fucking her harder to make her keen. He wrapped his arms around her body
and dragged her back against him, gripping her braid and forcing her head to
the side, crushing his thin lips to hers and plunging his tongue into her,
tasting the blood from Rodolphus bite.
Rodolphus
in response to having her stolen away, sat up and put his arms around them
both, stroking his hands down Lucius sides down to
his ass.
He licked and sucked at Hermiones nipples for a
while, making her wriggle and gyrate against the two cocks in her, then without
warning he bit down on her breast just below and to the side of the
nipple.
He sucked and slurped eagerly, groaning in enjoyment.
Hermione gasped when he bit down but returned to kissing Lucius
almost immediately.
It astounded her that Lucius Malfoy would put his tongue in her mouth. It was somehow even more unlikely than him
licking her pussy.
Lucius seemed to be enjoying exploring her with his
tongue and fucking her ass gently.
Rodolphus, temporarily quenched for the moment pulled
them both back down, his hands on the small of Lucius
back.
Hermione was forced to put out her
hands to prevent them both from falling down onto Rodolphus
heavily.
This seemed to be exactly what the vampire wanted them to do however and in
half a second it seemed he had knocked arms and legs out of the way and then
somehow rolled all three of them, placing Lucius on
the bottom.
He grinned down at the blonde over Hermione’s shoulder and commenced fucking
her hard.
He somehow knew exactly how to hit her to make her rapidly lose control and
start bucking and yelling – or perhaps it was the same effect that made her
just about die of need when he touched her with the
intent of fucking her.
Rodolphus
movements rocked Lucius cock inside her at the same
time. The bigoted aristocrat didn’t seem
to have any problem with tasting her flesh as his mouth moved over her neck,
licking and sucking her.
His hands wandered over her body. She
felt him find the wound Rodolphus left and then he
was smearing her blood all over her, returning to the wound and rubbing more of
it over her body till her entire front and her neck was reddened.
Rodolphus
growled, his eyes actually shifting and becoming animalistic. He fucked her violently, as if he wanted to
rip her open.
She shrieked but was lost to the sensations flooding her brain. More!
More! Her mind screamed.
“Both of you” she managed to get
out somehow. “want
both of you”
Rodolphus
wasn’t listening to her anymore. He had lowered himself and was shaking,
licking her bloodied flesh.
“Bite her” Lucius groaned. “tear her
flesh.”
Some tiny part in the back of Hermione’s brain was saying..
wait.. no. no don’t tear her flesh. But her mouth was screaming “YES.. rip me
open.. need you Rodolphus.. fuck.. so good.”
Rodolphus seemed to lose grip on whatever small
part of himself was keeping the rest of him in check and he fell on her neck
like a creature possessed, tearing into her jugular and spraying Lucius face heavily in her blood.
He plastered his mouth over the large tear he had made and drank deeply, a deep
growl of possession emanating from his throat.
Hermione felt light headed. “So... good” she murmured faintly, her arms curling
around Rodolphus body, holding him to her, her hand
at the small of his back and the nape of his neck. “love..” she drifted off into
unconsciousness blissfully.
“Enervate”
Hermione opened her eyes and
stared blearily up at the form of Lucius Malfoy,
covered in blood, leaning over her with a tight, worried expression on his
face.
He was visibly relieved when she woke.
Before she could even get her
bearings he was tipping blood replenishing draughts into her mouth.
He gave her three before he let her catch her breath.
She shook her head muzzily and sat up.
She was sitting on Lucius bed. Everything around her was damp and chilly
with blood.
It was on the walls. The air smelled like a slaughterhouse.
Rodolphus
was standing at the far side of the room looking distressed.
Lucius
sat down on the bed beside her and lifted her eyelids, looking into her eyes
critically. He tilted her head to the
side, briskly but not unkindly and examined her neck, running his fingers down
it and then casting a diagnostic spell.
He seemed satisfied finally and let out a deep breath he had been holding.
“Well that was a little more excitement than I quite planned on,
dolph.”
Hermione furrowed her brow,
looking at Rodolphus worriedly. He was covered in blood too and seemed both
afraid and ashamed for some reason.
“Rodolphus?” she said uncertainly.
The man hesitated and then walked
over to her, lowering himself to sit on the bed on the
other side of her.
“Got a bit carried away, pet. ..we all did.. Luce
has always had that effect on me. Makes
it easier to get crazy.. do
shit that I shouldn’t do.”
Lucius
on her other side reached out and brushed the bloody strings of hair out of the
man’s face.
“To hear you talk, one would imagine that’s a bad thing..
Had we been with anyone but..this particular mudblood.. that would have
been the hottest fuck I’ve had in years. I came like a bloody express train
when she passed out, you growling and biting and blood flying everywhere.
The feeling was..somewhat
ruined though.. by the thought of what the Dark Lord
would do if we’d killed her.
I nearly had a heart attack when she wouldn’t come back with an enervate.
But all’s well that ends well. We’ll
take more care next time.”
Hermione blinked. Well that was a lackadaisical view of her
near demise.
Rodolphus,
however, looked more than contrite. He
wrapped his arms around her and stroked her over and over as if he thought she’d
disappear. “Mine..”
he whispered, afraid. “mine. Won’t do it again pet,
ok. Keep you safe.”
He started licking the blood from her face gently.
Lucius
looked at him strangely, his head tilted as if he were trying to understand a
puzzle. “You are changed, old friend,
aren’t you?” he
said slowly “It’s more than just an
experiment.. you’re not quite..yourself..
anymore.”
He looked at them together critically.
“What is she to you? Are you like this
with all girls you feed from? Or all
witches?”
Rodolphus
seemed to struggle and pull himself together.
“She..is different from all others Luce.. Tastes of.. of.. I can’t
describe. Like air..
sun.. energy.. magic.. tastes of magic.
I want her..need her..
Fucking her is intense.. good.. drinking
her and fucking her is.. better.
I will do anything to keep the Dark
Lord happy so he will give her to me regularly.
When she is on her monthly blood.. i could curl up at her quim
and lick her raw. So.. fucking.. good..”
He growled and kissed Hermione harshly, his arms tightening as if he didn’t
want to let her go again.
Hermione looked dazed when he
released her finally. She turned to Lucius with a dreamy happy look on her face.
Rodolphus had some way of unwinding her mind when he
kissed her like that. It took her a
minute to shake it off.
Lucius
seemed thoughtful. “I want her too. I have since the ministry of magic. Merlin
knows why but I just can’t get enough of her.
The last month I must have asked after her a dozen times. Severus was
almost impolite the last few times.
In the beginning I thought that I wanted to destroy her..
but I find that I don’t
...it’s not enough to just visit her either.. I want to have her at my disposal
whenever I choose.
I need to possess her. She should be mine.
I want her.”
Hermione felt guilty and quickly,
before her mind could go to the thing that they should not know about, she turned
it to the abba song that had kept Harry out.
Rodolphus
looked at her strangely. “what is that,
pet? Why are you singing in your
head?”
Lucius
was immediately interested. “she is singing? What is she singing.?”
Rodolphus
shrugged. “Something about being
defeated at waterloo. ...couldn’t escape
if i wanted to.. something something.. be with you..”
Lucius’
suspicion was almost tangible in the air.
“what are you trying to hide, mudblood?”
Hermione shook her head,
fearfully. “nothing!”
‘oh yeah.. and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way’
Rodolphus
frowned. “still
singing..”
Lucius
face turned dark. “Hermione.. you do realise you are in a room
with the Dark Lord’s best interrogators, don’t you? You really- Damn!”
Lucius gasped and clutched his arm.
Rodolphus
didnt require words, he was already turning and
scourgifying the blood from the bed, walls and their bodies.
Lucius
summoned clothes and applied the reverse of the divesto
to Hermione and then himself.
When Hermione turned her head Rodolphus was dressed
too. All of this seemed to occur within a couple of seconds.
The clap as the Dark Lord
apparated into the room startled her. He
was dressed as Lord Voldemort.
She looked at him warily as he coldly took in the scene. Lucius, Rodolphus either side of her, sitting on a wrinkled bed.
Then he sniffed the air and tilted his head, turning to look at Rodolphus with narrowed red slitted
eyes.
“Lucius
I instructed you to look after her, not invite the vampire over for
dinner.
Rodolphus.. we will have words
about this later. Come here, Hermione.”
Hermione rose and went to him,
looking once over her shoulder at the two men.
He seemed to inspect her as if for
injuries, then enfolded her in his black robed arms
and disapparated.
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