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Debt Relief, Malfoy Style	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Ginny Views: 30915 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Who was Lucius talking to? Let's find out.

Lucius woke and looked around the tiny room. For a moment, he couldn't think where he was. Glancing over Ginny's shoulder, he saw Severus sleeping peacefully, with Hermione draped across his chest, and it all came back to him in a rush. The Burrows. Christmas. The pressure on his bladder made him slowly move away from Ginny and off the mattress. He rummaged through a pile of clothes on her desk and extracted his soft flannel lounge pants and a white vest.* Dressing quickly, he left the room and traveled the short distance to the loo.

He was standing at the mirror, running his fingers through his hair, when a soft rattling sound cut through the silence. Poking his head out, he listened carefully. There it was again, it sounded like a door rattling. As he stepped into the hallway, Lucius let his eyes adjust to the dim light. Looking across the hall, he watched as a door handle jiggled slightly. Curious, he moved towards the door and placed his ear against the wood; he smiled as he heard a tiny voice mutter.

"Open stupid door. Gotta wee."

Opening the door slowly, he stared down into the very disgruntled face of Victoire Weasley. "Good morning." He said softly.

"Gotta wee wee," She announced, pushing past him and stomping her way to the loo.

Smiling, Lucius moved closer to the loo and listened as she continued muttering to herself. "No, no, no." Her tiny voice complained. She appeared at the doorway wearing only a nappy. "Hep." She said, pulling at the garment, her eyes looking up to him.

Lucius dropped to his knees and carefully pulled on the taped sides of the disposable nappy. He removed it and noted that she was still dry.

Victoire turned on her heel and pulled herself up on the toilet. She begin humming softly to herself and swinging her legs. Lucius smiled as he heard the sound of her urine hitting the water below.

"Do you need help?" Lucius asked when she reached for the loo paper.

She shook her head firmly as she swiped at her bottom. After she had flushed the toilet, she went and stood by the sink, an impatient look on her face.,

"Up." She said, glaring at Lucius.

"I'm sorry." Lucius bowed his head graciously as he picked Victoire up and set her on the sink. He helped her wash and dry her hands then returned her to the bathroom floor.

"Tanks." She said, waving her hand at him as she stalked out of loo and headed for the stairs.

"Oh Ms. Victoire." He called after her, struggling not to laugh when she turned and placed her tiny fists on her hips, the expression on her face clearly saying "What do you want you stupid man, I'm busy."

Lucius bent down and picked her nightgown up off the floor where she had discarded it, "Wouldn't like to put your nightgown back on? Or were you planning on walking around starkers? You might get cold."

Victoire looked at him, then turned back to the stairs, a look of indecision on her face.

"Come here little one and let me put your nightgown back on for you." Lucius said gently.

Victoire sighed heavily, then walked towards Lucius, her arms raised in the air. He slid the gown down over her head and straightened it so it fell around her legs. "Now hold on Ms. Victoire." He said patiently as she turned to walk away again. "Don't you need some knickers as well?

The small girl giggled musically and waited patiently as Lucius searched the bathroom. "Ahh here we are." He said, pulling a nappy from an open box on the shelf.

"No." Victoire said firmly, slapping at his hand. "Baby. Big gurl." She pointed to herself.

"Oh dreadfully sorry. You're quite right, you are a big girl and big girls wear.................big girl knickers?" He raised is eyebrow in question while Victoire nodded her head in agreement.

"Alright." He sighed looking around the room. "And where do I find big girl knickers?" He wondered aloud. "Well, only one way to solve this dilemma Ms. Victoire. Accio Victoire's big girl knickers." He waved his hand in the air dramatically.

She giggled as the door to the cubby under the sink, rattled frantically. Opening it carefully, Lucius grinned when a small pair of training knickers flew into his hand. They were pink with Walt Disney Princesses on them.

"Princess knickers for a princess." He said, holding up the garment to show her. She squealed happily and pointed to the training pants.

Lowering himself to his knees, Lucius held the knickers open, while Victoire stepped carefully into them, her tiny hands gripping his shoulders for balance. He pulled them up over her bottom and straightened her nightgown again. "Well now that you are properly attired, shall we make our way to the kitchen?"

Victoire nodded frantically and held her hands out to him. "Up." She said, hopping into the air.

"Your chariot, my dear maiden." Lucius bowed, sweeping her off her feet and into his arms.

When they reached the kitchen, Lucius set her carefully on her feet and watched as she scrambled to a kitchen chair with a booster seat. Climbing into it, she folded her hands primly and gazed up at him. Lucius struggled not to laugh as she prattled to him, her tiny face serious. He managed to catch the words "brekkie" and "hungy"

"So you'd like some breakfast?" He asked, moving around the kitchen, opening cupboards.

Victoire sighed and nodded her head. "Brekkie." She said and continued to babble on in her baby voice. Lucius smiled as he tried to imagine what she was saying "Why yes you daft man. Haven't I told you I'm hungry?"

Pulling a sippy cup from the pantry, Lucius opened the ice box and poured some juice. "Here you are darling." He said, placing the cup in front of her on the table. "Sip on this while I put the kettle on."

Victoire grabbed the cup with both hands and drank greedily. Lucius turned back to the stove, waving his hand over the burner to create a flame.

"Mr. Malfoy!"

He turned around slowly and saw Mrs. Weasley standing in the door of the kitchen. She clutched her bathrobe tightly around her, one hand holding it closed at the neck.

"What are you doing up?" The matron glanced nervously around the kitchen, her eyes widening when she saw Victoire happily drinking from her sippy cup.

Lucius turned and leaned against the sink. "Ms. Victoire required some assistance this morning and I was only to happy to help."

"I'm sorry that she woke you." Molly flushed, rushing to the little girl's side. "She probably needs her nappy changed. I knew those boys wouldn't watch her properly."

"We have already taken care of that issue and now I am trying to locate some breakfast for her, but we seem to be having some communication difficulties, isn't that right Victoire?"

"Uh huh." She nodded her head. "Brekkie Nana."

"Right away, love." Mrs. Weasley smiled down at the little girl. "Now Mr. Malfoy please sit down. I can take care of this. Would you like some tea or coffee?"

"Whatever you are having." He said, taking a seat next to the toddler. "And I insist that you call me Lucius, as I plan on calling you Molly."

"Alright Lucius." Molly flushed. "I usually have a strong cup of tea in the morning."

"That would be lovely, with milk and some honey if you have it."

"I do." Molly nodded, placing the kettle on the stove. "Let me just get Victoire some cereal and I'll be right with you."

Victoire set her cup down and placed her hand possessively on Lucius' forearm.

"You seem to have an admirer, Mr. Mal...Lucius." Molly grinned as she placed a bowl of cereal on the table.

"It would seem so." He chuckled, leaning forward to accept the cup of tea she handed him.

Ginny smiled and hugged her knees to her chest. From her hidden perch on the stairs she watched and listened as her Mum and Lucius talked softly. She stifled a giggle with her hand when her Mum's eyes crawled eagerly over his bare muscular arms and shoulders while he added milk and honey to his tea.

"You're very good with children." Molly said, sitting across from him with her own cup of tea.

Lucius took a sip from is cup and raised an eyebrow. "You sound surprised."

Molly flushed crimson and lowered her eyes. "Well I just thought, because you were a..." Her stuttering voice trailed off.

"Because I was a Death Eater?"

"No." Molly said sharply. "I just pictured you as someone who would let house elves take care of that type of thing."

"Oh. I see." Lucius chuckled ruefully. "That was Narcissa. I much more enjoyed the 'hand's on' approach with Draco, when I could."

"Why did you only have one child?" Molly asked seriously. "I'm sorry. You don't have to answer that if it's too personal." She pushed her tea cup nervously on the table.

"No. It's quite alright. It wasn't my decision. If it had been up to me, I would have had a houseful of children." He sighed deeply. "But when Draco was born, Narcissa informed me that she had performed her wifely duty and had given me my heir and she was no longer interested in being my wife in the physical sense."

"That's horrible." Molly gasped. "And so sad." She took a long drink from her cup. "That was quite a bit of news Hermione had, moving in with Professor Snape."

"They are very much in love." Lucius said softly.

Ginny sat up straighter when her Mother mentioned her name. "Ginny seems happy."

"I'd like to think so." Lucius took a sip of his tea.

Ginny's heart thudded as the silence from below grew tense.

"Is there something you'd like to ask me Molly?" Lucius prompted softly.

"Oh no." Molly answered too quickly, her voice high and nervous. "Ginny's an adult, she's free to live her own life and make her own decisions."

"I am not planning on asking Ginny to live with me, if that's what you are worried about."

Ginny frowned even as her Mum exclaimed "You aren't?"

'Why not?' Ginny wondered.

"Despite having recently learned that the majority of my father's teaching were not only wrong, but evil, I was still raised in a traditional Purebred Wizarding family, and as such I still adhere to many of the traditional ways. While I am very happy for Severus and Hermione and do not fault their decision to co habitat, I do not believe in it for myself."

"So you're saying...?"

"I'm saying I have no intentions of asking Ginny to live with me without the benefit of matrimony." He said firmly.

"So your intentions are to marry my daughter?" Molly asked, sounding shocked. "When?"

Ginny was equally shocked by Lucius' announcement. 'Yeah when?' She wondered.

"If it were solely up to me, we would already be engaged." Lucius sighed, taking a large sip of his tea. "But Ginny's personal growth and financial independence are very important to her. I do not think she will marry me until she has purchased her share of the joke shop."

Ginny was so shocked and touched by Lucius understanding of her that she missed her mother's next question.

"I would buy her a million joke shops, if that's what she wanted. But she needs to prove to herself she can do it on her own, without my money. So I will wait. As long as it takes."

Ginny's eyes widened with shock and she had to clamp her hand over her mouth to suppress her squeal of glee when her mother reached across the table and placed her hand on Lucius. "When the time is right Lucius, I will be very honored to welcome you into our family."

"Thank you Molly. That means so much to me. Now what can I do to help you prepare breakfast for the masses?"

*A sleeveless shirt, singlet or vest, also known as a wife-beater and tank top (USA),
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