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The End Is The Beginning Is The End	By : valkyrie136 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 52609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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The medicine worked. Physically she was fine. But mentally she was still upset.
Hermione sat before the fire, wrapped in blankets and sipping a cup of hot chocolate. She felt confused and intensely bothered by what Malfoy had said. Not because he was cruel.
All Malfoy's were cruel. Like father like son, after all.
And if by some miracle they acted otherwise she wouldn't believe it.
But because of his reaction to Veatris. He seemed...upset. And jealous, which baffled her. Draco Malfoy was arguably even more selfish than Lucius, and only a smidgeon less cruel.
Unless...
Slamming the mug down she covered her eyes, unable to stop unimagining what was in her head. It was so unnatural. They were both men!
Was her lover Draco's lover? But that just didn't make sense, Veatris wouldn't cheat on her...she hoped. She really knew very little about him. Now a former lover, that made more sense.
Hermione didn't want to imagine a betrayal from Veatris, her heart couldn't take any more betrayal, so she seized on the last idea.
But they were men!
Hermione shook her head. Men could be with men, it wasn't so unnatural. Dear God, was she really that close-minded?
Or was this another feeling? Something more like...
Jealousy?
'You seem bothered by something.'
Startled, she nearly jumped in the air before slapping a hand over her pounding heart. Veatris watched her with a bored expression from across the room.
Hermione smiled brittily and lied, 'Nope, not all.'
'Liar.'
She bit her lip. Why was she so bad at lying? It wasn't fair.
He came towards her and dropped down next to her, taking her hands in his, 'You can tell me. Don't be afraid.'
And before Hermione could stop herself, a flood of words came out, and since she wanted to sound cool, she spoke in the cheeriest voice she could muster, 'ThismaysoundcrazybecausethereisnoevidenceforthissinceyouandIaretogetheranddidyoumaybesortofusedtodateMalfoy?'
She picked up the hot chocolate, and stared at it, fascinated all of a sudden, 'Delicious!'
There was a long silence, while she pretended to be absorbed in her beverage, and suddenly Veatris burst into laughter.
Hermione frowned, 'What?'
He shook his head, covering his hand with his mouth briefly before stroking her hair, 'Nothing. You're just so adorable I could eat you.'
Hermione melted beneath his words, and realized she was being distracted by his sweetness. She shook her head and pulled back, and tried to appear serious but it was difficult when one was being petted,
'But did you?'
Veatris continued to stroke her hair, 'For a brief period, yes. I'm bisexual. I hope that doesn't offend you.'
Her eyes widened. So it was true! Well, now what did she say? What did she do? What if he was still carrying on the affair?
She began to tremble and felt her eyes began to tear. Oh god, would she cry now?
'But he and I were only....I was only in it for the sex.' He quickly added, then more soothingly, 'I thought he was as well, but it seems maybe that was not the case. I hope you don't think any less of me.'
She opened and shut her mouth. 'I...I don't...' A short pause, 'But it's Malfoy.'
He shrugged, caressing her lower lip now, 'I understand why you feel as you do. The Malfoys sometimes do horrific things, but sometimes they aren't that bad. They can be good lovers....'
Hermione looked revolted, 'Draco Malfoy? Disgusting.'
He smiled, 'You don't think a Malfoy is redeemable?'
Hermione stared at her hands, and in a serious, unwavering voice flatly said, 'I think they are evil. I'm sorry. But you aren't a Malfoy....' And she took his hand, and smiled, 'And you aren't seeing him anymore, right?'
His smile had lost some of its luster but he quietly answered, 'No, there's only you now.'
Hermione put the empty cup down and threw herself at him, 'Good, because I was getting jealous.'
'Really?'
She pulled the sheet away [their only clothing these days, it seemed] and kneeled in front of him. For a moment, neither moved, and the air became heavy and thick. She watched with fascination as blood rushed to his penis, and it began to rise before her.
She marveled at his rigid cock. Her eyes drank it in; she loved everything about it from the mushroom-like head to the musky scent it gave off. It was so male, so different from her own. Hermione licked her lips, knowing without thinking what she would do next
She knelt between his legs and pushed her hair out of the way, and took his penis into he rmouth.
It was so brazen, so unbelievably sexy, and completely for him. She wanted to please him, this man, who rescued her from the hopelessness of her life as a prisoner.
He hissed, and it seemed he could only tolerate a few moments before jerking her up, 'You naughty girl,' he whispered, 'You should be punished--'
She cut him off, pressing her mouth to his. Hermione moved her lips against his desperately, flicking her tongue over his, sucking on his tongue, whimpering, needing him, wanting all of him. He was all she had. All she needed.
She felt his fingers teasing her nipples, and immediately she tried to pull away from the unbearable pleasure, but he wouldn't let her escape. She could feel herself becoming wet, embarrasingly so. She squirmed and without thinking began to grind her hips against his thigh.
'Naughty girl,' his voice came out sharp, almost mean, 'You want it that badly?'
She moaned as his fingers caressed the outer folds of her pussy, delicately stroking while she ground against him in frustration, 'Yes,' she begged, 'Please...!'
And when his fingers slipped inside...she went rigid, shocked by the invasion...and then her body turned into jelly. She grabbed onto him, balancing herself awkwardly while he began to finger-fuck her, slowly at first, and then faster.
Hermione watched his fingers dissappear in and out of her, unaware that all the while he watched her, delighting in the pleasure washing over her face.
'I want you,' she begged, 'Please. I want you. In me.'
'Always,' was his answer.
He spread her thighs, and guided his cock towards the entrance of her cunt. He rubbed the head around, spreading the juices, drawing out both of their agony, before finally losing control and pushing the head in.
Slowly, inch by inch, he slid inside of her. Hermione arched her body off the cold floor to meet him, until finally he was inside, balls deep. She felt so full, and it felt so right.
And she sighed, savoring that moment. The feeling of bliss, of being connected--
Veatris pulled out and slammed back in.
Hard.
She whimpered, half in pain, half in pleasure, but still savoring the feeling. Her tits bounced and she wrapped her legs around his buttocks, and he continued to thrust in and out. He latched onto a nipple, still fucking her, until finally, finally--
Her orgasm washed over her, so strong she felt dizzy as the waves continued to spread, and a throbbing heat emanated from the center of her vagina outwards, through her belly and the rest of her.
But he did not stop. He continued to thrust, and she had to bite her lip because she was sensitive now, the feeling almost unbearable--
Hermione came close to begging him to stop. It was beginning to hurt.
Suddenly, he went rigid, and hissed before quickly pumping his hips, pistoning in and out of her, until the first ropey jet of cum shot into her. A nasty smile split his face and he continued to bore his cum into her. Filling her with a gentle warm heat.
'I love you, Hermone,' He almost sobbed.
And then he fell beside her, holding her close, and she clung to him, wishing that this moment would last forever and the reality of pain and war would stay away forever.
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