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The Last Word	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 12021 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I own nothing nor do I make any money of the Harry Potter movies or books (I mean, honestly, if I did, do you realize how dark and perverted they would be. It certainly wouldn't be a children's book).

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Two months after Ginny told Lucius of her pregnancy, Lucius had another unwanted visitor at the Manor.

Lucius need a rare potion made for a regular client of his that helped with prolonging erections.

Lucius hadn’t wanted to contact Snape for it, but his client held a big account with him. He couldn’t afford to lose them.

Therefore, he called the only person that he knew would make it with quality and precision.

He was actually quite surprised that Snape had even bothered to read his letter. Even more surprised that Snape bothered to show up.

He even had a long and productive meeting with the dark potions master and squeezed a contract out of him to make a few rarer and sought out Potions from him for a hefty sum of money.

By the end of the meeting, it was almost as if Lucius hadn’t refused to talk with Snape for two months.

“One more issue, before I go, Lucius,” Snape said, setting his wine glass down on the table next to his wing back chair.

“What would that be, Severus?” Lucius asked.

“It is about Ginevra Weasley.”

Snape held up a hand, stopping Lucius from speaking.

“Give me ten minutes. If, afterward, you decide that you want nothing more than a business relationship with me, I will respect your decision.”

Lucius was fuming but his Slytherin curiosity wouldn’t allow him to simply throw Snape out of his home. He nodded to Snape but said nothing.

“First, I think it is fair that you know what type of history Ginevra and I have with one another. Then maybe you will understand why she is living with me and not in a flat of her own.

“It started during the darkest portion of the war, where I was made Headmaster after Albus was fired. I believe that during this particular year, you were on a mission for Albus in trying to figure out what potions could be discreetly used against Voldemort’s familiar. At the time, Hogwarts was hell, even with the Golden Trio gone. It was during one of my nightly rounds that I found Carrow trying to force himself on Ginevra. I saved her from the slime ball but only after I claimed that she belonged to me.”

By this time, Lucius had calmed down completely. He was truly curious now to hear to what extent Snape and Ginny’s relationship went.

“Unfortunately, a few days after the incident, the Dark Lord decided to ‘reward’ me. He demanded that Ginevra and I share a bed together. Of course, it was awkward at first but slowly we began to talk and the next thing I knew, I considered her a friend to me, though I never admitted it out loud.

“A month after sharing a bed, Voldemort decided that he would put a spell on the room that would allow him to watch me, and I quote, ‘make the Weasley girl scream like a pig’. We were both stuck. I had to make love to her. And much to my dismay, I found out that Ginevra was a virgin. And, brave girl that she was, she let me take it while Voldemort was watching us. Thankfully, we only had to do this for Voldemort a few times before the final battle.”

Snape stared into the fire after this statement, his mind seeming to be miles away.

Lucius wasn’t surprised. He had figured that there had been something more between Snape and Ginny. This simply confirmed it.

Snape continued to speak again.

“After the war, we both decided that it was best if no one else knew about it. During the clean up, Ginevra told me that she wanted to continue a relationship with me. I agreed on the condition that she would stay discreet since I was Headmaster the next year and she was a returning student. I can honestly say that was the best year of my life—being with Ginevra.

“After she graduated, I decided that I knew best, and I told her that we couldn’t be together anymore. I pushed her away. And I think as revenge, she decided to date Potter, though she has continued to stay my friend.”

Snape finally looked Lucius in the eye.

“I haven’t had a physical relationship with Ginevra since I made her leave. When she found out she was pregnant she needed a place to stay to clear her head. She also needed to figure out how she got pregnant in the first place since I made her contraceptive potions and I knew for a fact that I didn’t give her a deficient dose. I offered her my house simply because it was easier to run the tests on her. After much research, I found out that the only way something like this could have happened is if there was a magical burst of energy shared between two people strong enough to make all potions and spells useless.”

Lucius was instantly taken back to the last night he and Ginny were together. What if that magical burst of energy they both shared when they came had something to do with her being pregnant—and from the way Snape was looking at him, he had a feeling Ginny said something about it.

“Despite what you may believe, Lucius, I have not touched Ginny since she has come to stay with me or even before it. She stays in a room separate from me and hasn’t sought anything but friendship,” Snape reiterated

Lucius looked way from Snape, picking up his brandy and taking a rather large gulp.

“I don’t understand why you felt the need to tell me the nature of your relationship with Ginevra. It is no business of mine.”

Snape rolled his eyes.

“There were two reasons I told you. The first was because I know you love Ginevra, though you won’t admit it, and you were jealous.”

Lucius snorted but said nothing. Snape continued talking.

“The second is because I need you to understand why I won’t wait much longer before I make Ginevra mine once and for all—and the child as well. She’s crushed, Lucius, and she’s strong, but her child needs a father. I very much want to play that role. I have always loved her, even when I pushed her away.

“But you are a close friend of mine, Lucius, and I believe that you deserve a second chance. I know you want Ginevra—and I know you want be a father to that child growing inside of her. I will give you two weeks to win Ginevra’s heart over. If you fail and Ginevra doesn’t want you any longer, I will make my move. And I have no doubt, after everything we’ve been through together, that she will accept my offer.”

Snape stood.

“I hope we can continue to be close friends, Lucius, even after all of this is said and done.”

And with a billow of his robes, he was gone.

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The first week Lucius was alone after Snape left him was a hellish one. He kept having nightmares. Some were about going to Snape and Ginny’s wedding, seeing Ginny with a bloated belly smiling at the dark man with love, a wedding ring on her finger.

Others would be about a young child with strawberry blonde hair in his gardens, staring at him with brown eyes that were so familiar to him rolling around in the grass with a large dog, picking flowers and bringing them to a gorgeous red head with matching sparkling brown eyes.

When he wasn’t sleeping he would spend time looking out the window into his private gardens, replaying the steamy nights in Italy over and over again. The look in Ginny’s eyes as she came on him or when she was excited about something haunted him.

Lucius had always thought that he wouldn’t want more children after Draco but ever since Snape left him a week ago, he couldn’t help but think of how nice it would be to have a child filling the Manor with laughter and warmth.

He was half-way into the second week when he numbly noticed that the letters on his desk were piling up, but he didn’t care.

He couldn’t figure out why he cared so much about Ginny running to Snape. It wasn’t like he felt anything for her other than lust and desire. She wasn’t the type of woman he would normally go after. He needed someone like Narcissa, someone who was groomed for pureblood living—not a poor blood traitor who had a tendency to be more of a tom-boy than a feminine woman.

‘She wasn’t a tom boy when you were fucking her in Italy,’ a little voice in his head said.

Lucius quickly pushed this from his mind. His nights with Ginny Weasley were done. In fact, the whole sordid affair with Ginny Weasley was done. Ginny was happy with Snape and things needed to stay that way.

Hell, for all he knew, his friend could have lied to him and Ginny could be carrying a Snape rather than a Malfoy.

Lucius really wanted to believe that logic but deep down, he knew it wasn’t true. A part of him knew that Ginny Weasley was carrying his child.

And if there was anything that Malfoys didn’t do was to neglect another Malfoy, regardless of their birth status.

Lucius ran a hand over his face, wincing at his five o clock shadow brushing against his fingers.

Suddenly his whole perspective shifted. He couldn’t just leave the situation as it was. He had to take care of his responsibility. He had to marry Ginny Weasley.

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Lucius went to his room and made himself presentable after a week and a half of neglect. Once he felt like Lucius Malfoy again, he felt empowered.

He Floo’d to Snape’s house, landing in the Potion Master’s lab.

Snape didn’t even acknowledge his presence as he was absorbed with carefully adding another ingredient into the giant, copper cauldron.

Lucius brushed himself off, waiting patiently for Snape to finish.

When Snape was finally satisfied with his potion, he looked to Lucius.

Lucius resisted the urge to squirm under Snape’s knowing gaze.

He cleared his throat.

“I have come to see Ginevra.”

Snape pointed toward the stairs with his stirring stick.

“She should be making lunch right now.”

Lucius nodded to Snape and made his way up the stairs.

Though Lucius had only been to Spinner’s End a few times, he remembered the layout of the tiny house.

He was quite surprised of the changes it went through. Whereas before the living room had been dark and dusty with broken furniture, it was now clean with new leather couches, refinished hardwood floors, a beautiful book case filled to the brim with books and a brand new fireplace.

Lucius was quite impressed with the new layout, glad his friend finally had some sense to do something with the family home.

The kitchen was off to the side and Lucius could hear the sound of pots and pans banging against the stove. He assumed that Ginny was in there, making lunch as Snape had said.

Clutching his cane tightly, Lucius walked toward the kitchen, absently noting how the finished hardwood floors ran into brand new tile installations.

He finally made it to the doorway of the kitchen, again quite impressed at the new dark wooden cabinets, the granite counter tops and the brand new silver muggle appliances. It seemed that he wasn’t the only customer that Snape had charged an arm and a leg.

And standing at the stove was Ginny Weasley.

She wore a white sundress with her vibrant red hair tied into a bun. She was stirring what looked to be soup while a pie sat cooling in a window sill.

Lucius stepped further into the kitchen, his boots softly clunking against the tiled floor.

“Severus, would you mind running out to buy some more ice cream and pickles? You know how I get late at night when I don’t have it,” Ginny said, without turning around.

Lucius said nothing, simply walking further into the kitchen, his blood roaring in his ears in nervousness.

“Severus?”

Ginny turned around with a smile, only to have that smile completely disappear.

Lucius felt his heart flutter at the sight of Ginny’s swollen belly poking out in pregnancy. Ginny was more beautiful pregnant than he ever thought she could be. She practically glowed like the goddess of fertility and Lucius was more than happy to know that he was the one to make her glow so brightly.

He was mesmerized by the sight so much so that he didn’t pay any attention to her facial expression.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, turning the soup off.

Lucius finally tore his gaze from her belly to look into her angry brown eyes—the same brown eyes that had looked at him in desire a few months ago.

He cleared his throat, pushing the image of Ginny making love to him out of his head.

“I’ve come to fulfill my duty,” he said.

“What duty? You made it perfectly clear that there was nothing else between us months ago,” she said, crossing her arms over her large bosom.

“I was wrong. Severus told me about his research and I don’t believe that he would lie to me.” Lucius flicked his blonde hair over his shoulder, looking everywhere in the kitchen but Ginny. It was very hard for him to admit that he was wrong but duty called and he had responsibilities to fulfill.

Ginny simply glared at him, her face turning redder and redder by the minute. But Lucius couldn’t see that because he refused to look at her.

“We don’t have much time to plan a wedding but I’m sure something with our immediate families would suffice. We could always have something bigger after the baby’s born.”

Ginny finally exploded.

“You are the most egotistical wizard I have ever met. Do you really think I’m going to just go and marry you after you’ve treated me like bloody dirt? Not even two months ago you accused me of screwing around on you and now you’re convinced that I carry your child? Fuck off, Malfoy!”

Lucius finally looked at Ginny, his expression one of genuine confusion.

“You have gotten what you wanted, Weasley. You have my name, my fortune—you can move up so far in the world if you marry me,” he said.

“I’ve never wanted your bloody things, Malfoy. I wanted you. I fucking loved you and you threw it back into my face. If you think for one moment I’m going to come crawling back to you after all of the pain you’ve put me through then you have another thing coming!” Ginny shouted, tears streaming down her face.

Without waiting for his response, she ran out of the kitchen as fast as her feet would carry her.

Lucius was staring at the place Ginny had occupied in shock.

She loved him? He was the only man she had been with since the New Year’s Ball? She had chosen him over Potter?

Lucius numbly sat down in the kitchen chair, staring at the new tiled floor.

This was the pose Snape found him in ten minutes later.

Snape resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the scene. Lucius could be so bloody stupid sometimes.

Snape knew he had to help Lucius articulate his feelings for Ginny though every Slytherin instinct was telling him not to. He wanted Ginny to himself. He still loved her deeply, even after so many years of separation.

But Snape knew Ginny well enough to know that she was holding onto the hope that Lucius felt something—anything for her.

And he knew the only way she would let Lucius go was if Lucius told her in a blunt and honest way that he didn’t love her anymore.

‘Gods, Gryffindors and Slytherins can be so irritating sometimes,’ Snape thought, withholding a sigh.

“Do you love her, Lucius?” he asked.

Lucius looked up from the ground, his eyes full of more emotion than Snape had ever seen before.

“I- … I think I do,” he said quietly.

‘Merlin took him long enough to admit it,’ Snape thought.

“Then show her. And no I don’t mean going out and buying her Diagon Alley. You have to show her that you love her in a way that she cannot mistake as an empty proposal.”

Lucius said nothing, his brow furrowing in concentration. Finally he stood.

“You’re right, Severus. I do need to show her that I love her. And I think I know exactly how to do it.”

With that he left with his robes billowing behind him, leaving behind a smirking Snape.
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