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Adventurous Hearts Part III: Merlin's Tomb	By : soldiersgirl0709 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 18117 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6: Company for Breakfast

Draco walked down the stairs towards the back of the house with a smile on his face. Life was great; he had spent the weekend with a lovely young woman who by the time she had left him on Sunday morning had turned into quite the little tigress. He chuckled softly at the memory of looking up into her shocked face as he took her with his mouth, her eyes wide with astonishment as he brought her quickly to her peak with his agile tongue.

Perhaps he would call on her again some time, she had certainly made his weekend pleasant. Monday morning was already looking to be a stellar day. The contract for the Zonko Inc. takeover was waiting for him, all it required was his father�s signature and they would acquire yet another lucrative asset to add to their already extensive portfolio. Of course he needed to actually speak to his father first.

He hadn�t seen him since Friday night, he and Granger had been holed up in his room for the entire weekend, no doubt shagging themselves into a stupor. Thank the gods they had finally come to their senses, perhaps now his father would think of something else, perhaps even be happy.

He glanced into the dining room and noticed that the table lay bare and he figured the elves must have set up breakfast in the solarium. He continued on to the glass enclosed room situated at the back of the house, a little kick to his step and a smile still stretched from ear to ear. At least until he breached the doorway of the sunroom and saw his father and Granger.

�Good gods! What are you doing?� Draco covered his eyes, stopping in his tracks.

Lucius was sitting at the head of the table. He was dressed in a pair of silky sleep pants and his dressing robe, his feet shod in leather slippers. Perched on his knee was Granger wearing nothing but the shirt that matched his father�s bottoms. A spell had the daily prophet open and suspended in front of Lucius so he could read hands-free as his were currently stroking the witch�s back. Granger was feeding him bits of breakfast while they read.

�Having breakfast, Draco, what does it look like?� Lucius asked just before Hermione offered up a bite of melon.

�I don�t know, all I saw was you sitting there with Granger in your lap, I had no idea what you were doing nor did I want to know!� He said as he made his way to the table and the place setting that appeared for him.

�If we wanted to do that we would have locked the door.� Hermione said. �Unlike some people.�

�You two have been locked upstairs all weekend. Did she finally break you down, father? A man your age should know better.� Draco smirked as he laid his napkin in his lap while the elves filled his plate.

�I would have easily been able to spend another several days in seclusion, but she has a project to oversee.� Lucius said, one brow lifted in his son�s direction.

�Do you have an aversion to the dining chairs in our home?� Draco asked Hermione, watching as she pressed a piece of toast to his father�s lips.

�No, why?� She asked.

�This is the second time you have been here for breakfast. The first time you sat on the table, practically in my plate mind you, and this time you are sitting in his lap. I just thought perhaps you found fault with the seating accommodations.� He said.

�No. I happen to like my current seat.� She said, laughing as Lucius wrapped his arms around her and tickled her.

�So do I, Luv.� He said, placing a quick kiss below her ear.

�Can�t he feed himself?� Draco asked, watching them with amusement. It was odd seeing his father so�happy. His face fairly glowed with it.

�Feeding your father is always a pleasant experience.� She said with a grin.

�When have you had the opportunity to feed him before?� Draco saw the sly grin lifting the corners of his father�s mouth as he read the paper. �Never mind, I am fairly certain I do not want to know the answer to that.�

There was a commotion out in the hall and all three of them looked towards the door.

�But I haven�t announced you, Madame!� They heard Ronan say.

�I do not need to be announced, I may not live here but this will always be MY home!� The shrill screeching of a female�s voice replied. Seconds later a tall, platinum haired woman filled the doorway. �Draco, tell this�what the devil?�

Narcissa Pascal, formerly Narcissa Malfoy stood in the doorway of the sun room staring in complete befuddlement at her son sitting at one end of the table with his mouth open and her former husband sitting in his dressing gown at the other with a young woman in his lap.

�Hello, Mother, what brings you here?� Draco asked. He loved his mother, but since the war had ended and she moved on with her life she had become a vain and selfish creature.

�I haven�t heard from you in months...Lucius, I�what�how?� She was stunned to see him. He was supposed to be in prison for another ten years, not sitting in the sunroom eating breakfast and reading the prophet with a very young woman in his arms. How could she not have heard? Why had no one told her?

�Father was released months ago, Mother. I am sorry I didn�t notify you, things have been a little hectic.� Draco said.

�But they said�how?�

�Good behavior and service to the Ministry. Hello Narcissa, what can we do for you?� Lucius drawled, his hands tightening on Hermione�s waist as she tried to get up. Her blue eyes narrowed on the woman staring down into her plate, her long dark hair shielding her from view.

�And who might this be?� She asked tightly, staring at Hermione.

�Ah, surely you recall Ms. Granger, Mother.� For some reason Draco was getting a sadistic thrill from the uncomfortable situation.

�Ms. Granger? The Mudblood!� She gasped, a horrified expression on her face.

�I love the sound of profanity in the morning.� Hermione said, shaking her head. Lucius tightened his hold on her and glared at Narcissa.

�Do recall your manners, Cissy.� Lucius Drawled. �Hermione is my�� He furrowed his brow searching for the right words.

�Hermione is Father�s girlfriend.� Draco said with a cheeky grin. Hermione laughed and Lucius glared at him.

�Hermione is my significant other.� Lucius said. �I would appreciate it if you would not come into my home and disparage her.�

�Is this a joke?� Narcissa asked, her eyes almost manic as she stared at the strange domestic scene before her.

�Does it look like a jest?� Lucius asked, opening his mouth for another piece of fruit.

�So you get out of prison early�when they said you would be there twenty years�you don�t bother informing me�.then you take up with a mudblood who you have hated for years? How could it be anything other than a really bad joke?� She asked.

Lucius was annoyed. He had thought perhaps he would have felt some twinge at seeing his former spouse, some ember of the love he once felt for her flare slightly. He recognized the woman in front of him only by her beauty, for her personality was like night and day from the witch he had once loved.

�I was released in part to assist Hermione with a project; she and I became reacquainted on better terms at that time.� Lucius shot a glare at his son who was snickering at the other end of the table. �I didn�t inform you because there was no need, our marriage is over, and you have remarried and moved on.� He said softly. �As for my relationship with Hermione, I was a fool for many years. I have seen the error of my ways and am now a very happy wizard in a very happy relationship.�

Hermione smiled and laid her hand on his cheek, letting him know how much his words meant to her.

�Will you get off of my husband!� Narcissa shouted. Everyone turned to stare at her in shock.

�Ex-husband.� Hermione said, her eyes narrowing. �You left him, remember?�

�Mind your business, mudblood.� Narcissa spat. Lucius was shocked; he had never seen Narcissa as anything other than prim and proper.

�I will not! This is my business he is my business.� Hermione said as she pushed out of Lucius�s lap. �You walked away. You left him alone to rot in prison while you danced off to Italy and into another man�s arms. He was man enough to let you go so that you could have a life. Well he�s out now, and he has a life, with me. Get used to it.�

Narcissa�s bright blue eyes were flashing in anger and she drew her wand in a flash, flicking it in Hermione�s direction and sending her backwards into the table. The dishes rattled and the table shifted. Draco and Lucius watched in silent horror. Hermione gasped, quickly righting herself and glaring at Narcissa.

�Oh, that was a big mistake.� Hermione said, shaking her head as she walked forward, her wand still lying on the table beside Lucius�s.

�What do you think you are going to do without a wand, Mudblood?� Narcissa taunted, a rather ugly smirk marring her pretty face.

�Oh you really should keep up to date on things, Narcissa. You see, I have spent the last eight years with Severus Snape.� Hermione smiled. �He happens to be my best friend, mentor and I claim him as family. He has taught me so many things over the years�including how to fight.�

Lucius watched in appalled fascination as Hermione drew back her fist and then let it fly, connecting with Narcissa�s exaggerated pout with a sickening crunch.

�You hit me!� Narcissa screamed, her hands immediately going to her bleeding lip. The pain was excruciating. �Lu, she hit me!�

�Don�t you ever hex me again you catty bitch!� Hermione snapped. �And do not dare come into this house uninvited again and assume you have any rights what so ever to my wizard!�

�You filthy little�ahhhhhhhhh!� Narcissa screamed when Hermione grabbed a fist full of platinum her hair and jerked her head backwards. She didn�t let go until Lucius finally shook off his shock and wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her away from his ex.

�That little mudblood is insane!� Narcissa screeched. Hermione growled and fought against Lucius.

�Be quiet, Cissy!� Lucius snapped. �She�s right, you have no rights here anymore, you gave them up when you walked away from the marriage.�

�But, Lu�if I had known you would get out early�� Narcissa pouted.

�I�m only out because of her!� He said. �She made the deal to get me paroled; otherwise I would still be there. I know you don�t believe me, but I love her, I have moved on. Go home to your husband, Cissy.�

�But, Lu!�

�Draco, tend to your mother!� Lucius said as he held tighter to Hermione. He was certain that if he let her go she would rip every hair out of Narcissa�s head. Draco handed his mother one of the cloth napkins which she pressed to her bleeding and quickly swelling lip.

�Where are you going?� Draco asked as he watched his father pick Granger up and carry her towards the door.

�To tend to my witch.� He said with a smirk as he walked out the door.

�Randy bastard.� Draco muttered, shaking his head. He never thought to see the day when his mother and his father�s girlfriend would have a catfight.

�Draco, he took that�.girl�.to his bedchamber.� Narcissa said in a whiny tone.

�Yeah well they spend a lot of time in there.� Draco said. �Mum, you crossed the line.�

�But��

�He loves her.� Draco said firmly. �He adores her and he is finally happy. Don�t try to come between them because it won�t work. Your lip looks terrible; you should let the elves tend you and go back home. She packs quite a wallop, believe me, I know.�

�I can�t believe she hit me and your father let her!� Narcissa whined.

�Granger has a lot of spunk and I think he enjoys watching her, she makes him laugh. She�s also a little scrapper so if I was you I wouldn�t tangle with her again, Snape taught her well.� Draco laughed. �Go home mother, your time in this house is over, accept it.�

*@**@**@**@*

�Let me go, Lucius.� Hermione snapped as they reached the top of the stairs. �Or should I call you Lu?�

�You are beautiful when you�re jealous.� Lucius chuckled as he set her on her feet.

�I�m not jealous, I just don�t appreciate having my breakfast interrupted by a catty ice bitch who can�t live with her decisions.� She said, tossing her hair back over her shoulder. �Self important twat.�

�Language, my darling.� He chastised, though he was grinning like a loon.

�Fuck my language and why are you grinning like a madman?�

�I�ve never had witches fighting over me before. It was flattering.� He said.

�Oh, well I�m so glad your ego got stroked, Lucius.� She rolled her eyes and made a disgusted face.

�I have something else that could use stroking.� He whispered low as he advanced on her, backing her into the wall.

�You really are a horny git.� She said shaking her head. Lucius laughed and rolled his hips against her.

�I can�t help it, I adore you.� He said softly, the backs of his fingers trailing over the smooth skin of her cheek. �You defended me like a little tigress back there, like I was marked territory.�

�Lioness, I�m a Gryffindor remember?� She smiled, turning her face so that she could kiss his stroking fingers. �And like it or not, Lucius, you are marked territory, my marked territory.�

�You know, I never thought a possessive female would appeal to me.� He said, his eyes sparkling as his hands slid slowly up her sides to slide around her waist and hold her close. �However, seeing you right now all flushed and angry with jealousy in your eyes, I think I rather like it.�

�I�m not jealous.� She said again, her eyes narrowed as she tunneled her hands through his hair. �I have no reason to be.�

�Oh no? You don�t think me attractive enough to turn another witch�s head?� He asked. He was a little surprised to feel Hermione�s thigh sliding up the outside of his leg and curling over his hip.

�Oh you turn plenty of heads, that doesn�t make me jealous, that makes me feel smug.� She smirked. �You see the reason I�m not inclined to be jealous is because I know that no other woman can please you quite like I can.�

�Is that so?� His voice was low and husky as he pushed her hard against the wall. �Want to show me?�

�Here in the hall? Where anyone could stumble upon us?� She asked pulling his head down so that she could nip at his lips.

�Who is going to come up here? No one will know.� He whispered, running the tip of his tongue lightly over her lips. �Show me that no one can compare to you.�

The corner of her mouth twitched with mischief and she tugged a bit roughly at his hair causing him to groan. As he was groaning she whispered an amplification charm and smiled.

�Do you want me, Lucius?� She asked softly, her fingertips soothing the sore spot on his scalp.

�I always want you, you know that.� He growled, pushing his face into the side of her neck to breathe her in.

�Mmm, I love it when you do that.� She sighed, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back against the wall as his lips moved along the sensitive skin of her throat. She still had her hands in his hair, holding him close as his fingers came between them and began sliding the buttons on the pajama shirt free. He pushed the sides apart and filled his hands with her breasts, squeezing and kneading the firm globes until she was moaning and raking her nails over his scalp.

�Gods woman you are addictive.� He said, lowering his head to suck her nipple between his lips, his hand plumping the sweet flesh as he nursed at her breast.

�Lucius�� Her hands tightened in his hair and she pulled his head back so she could look into his eyes. �Get on your knees.� She whispered.

�As you wish.� He smirked, sliding to his knees before her and bringing her thigh up to rest on his shoulder. �Are you going to give me a hand?�

Hermione pulled her lower lip between her teeth and reached down, her fingers sliding between her thighs to gently open the petals of her sex, baring the tender pink flesh to his gaze. She was already wet and ready for him, the skin glistening with her arousal and her clit swollen and red with need. He leaned forward, his long, pointed tongue snaking alongside the turgid little shaft, licking slowly up one side and down the other, never coming into direct contact with the tight bundle of nerves.

He teased her unmercifully with his expert oral exploration, bringing her up slowly until she was a quivering, whimpering mass of need. When he felt that she had reached her limit he rose from his knees to stand in front of her. He quickly opened his robe and shoved his sleep bottoms down, his ruddy, tumescent cock bouncing slightly in its freedom. He filled his hands with her lush bottom and lifted, her legs immediately encircling his waist as he pressed her back into the wall.

He wasn�t in the mood to be the patient, tender lover. The sight of her chastising Narcissa had been more arousing for him than he would have thought. He thrust into her fast and hard, a sharp bark of pleasure coming from him as he was engulfed in the snug heat of her pussy. He didn�t wait for her to adjust, he began pumping his shaft into her with long, deep strokes that had her crying out softly and him groaning as the sweet friction drove him towards release.

�Say it.� She panted against his lips, her hands cupping his face as she stared into his eyes. �Tell me what I want to hear.�

�Damn�.I love you�.gods�.there is nothing like you�.never been this good.� He growled, thrusting harder and harder into her.

�I love you.� She whispered, so softly the spell would not catch it and send it drifting through the air. Lucius slammed hard into her, hard enough that she cried out sharply and her teeth clicked as he began to plunge into her with unbelievable force. With barely a half dozen rough strokes he was growling his release against her lips, straining against her, grinding his pelvis into her as he filled her with his creamy essence. He continued grinding his hips against her until she followed, coming with a soft wail around him, pulsing, clasping, sucking him into her as she collapsed into his arms. �Finite Incantatum.� She whispered.

�You just made sure that my ex-wife heard me taking you in the hall, didn�t you?� He asked, trying to remain upright as his legs threatened to buckle.

�Why would I do a thing like that?� She asked with feigned innocence. Lucius drew back to look at her and saw the slight smirk tugging at her lips.

�Not jealous, eh?� He chuckled and with a crack, apparated them to his bedchamber so they could ready for the day.

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Draco Malfoy sat at the small table in the solarium and stared at his mother with a horrified expression on his face. Narcissa sat staring towards the open door, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide. It was with a mixture of appalled horror and shocking curiosity that she listened to her ex-husband and his new�friend�engaging in what sounded like a rather vigorous bout of intercourse.

She was somewhat startled to hear profanity spilling from Lucius�s lips. He had always been a very tender, tolerant lover. Finishing quickly without putting himself upon her more than was necessary and he never pushed her after Draco was born. Who exactly was the man rutting with the mudblood somewhere in the house so enthusiastically? What had happened to the proper, muggle hating man she once knew?

She couldn�t stop herself from listening to her own horror. She heard him voicing his love of her, that no one could compare to her and she felt a twinge of envy. Why hadn�t he ever wanted her with such passion? Of course Narcissa felt that sex was highly overrated and more trouble than it was worth, but from the sounds coming from the interior of the house she wondered if she weren�t mistaken.

When it became quiet, she sat there for a few moments longer, her lips pursed and her mind wandering. Clearly Lucius was happy if his bellows were anything to go by. She looked over at their son, his cheeks aflame and his eyes downcast as he laughed into his lap.

�You find this amusing?� She asked.

�Of course not, Mother.� He said, fighting back his smile. �Their behavior is appalling.�

She could clearly see that he didn�t mean a word of it.

�Yes, your smile is proof of how appalling you find their actions.� She said. �I think I will just head home now, I don�t think I care for a repeat performance.�

She rose from her seat and bent down to kiss Draco�s cheek lightly before she left the room to use the floo in the parlor. She stopped briefly at the bottom of the stairs and stared up onto the second floor landing before leaving.

Draco sat in the solarium, laughter slowly moving through him and slipping from his lips. He laughed until his sides ached and his face was numb. Tears streamed down his cheeks in his hilarity. He had to give it to the old man, he was quite something. Draco only hoped he still had his father�s stamina when he was in his fifties.

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Hi everyone!!! I know�it took me forever to get this up but my RL got away from me Im afraid and was taking up all my spare time. I managed a oneshot or two in that period of time. It wasn�t easy to write this installment because the tomb was the background and not the focus. Writing a lot of background is somehow easier than focusing on the relationship, especially one as volatile as HG/LM. While yes, there is a whole lotta shagging going on in this fic, you know Im not going to make it too easy�.; ) So onto the replies��

LadyBlueEyes � what will I do now without the nightly �Aren�t you ready to post Merlin�s Tomb yet?� oh that�s right�.Im writing Draco at the moment so you will beg and plead for me to hurry up and finish him off�.wait, that sounded wrong on many levels�..

Mrs_Helene_Snape � Hello! So glad you are reading. Oh yes, Lucius lemons early and often in this one�what�s the point of putting him off I ask you? It hurts him, it hurts me and it hurts the readers who want to know all about his beautiful nakedness�..

Kittycat30 � I somehow can�t accept that Draco is all bad. Perhaps it�s the way Tom Felton played him or just a vibe I get from reading the books, but there seemed to be another, deeper level to him, that�s the Draco I like to explore.

Donovon � I hope you aren�t disappointed! I hope to provide you with an interesting read and a conclusion to the trilogy that makes everyone happy. ;)

Sheep � How was the holiday?

Mariteri � I always wonder about the term �baited breath��.where did it come from and what does it actually mean�.cuz you know, bait isnt really pleasant��anyhoo, im so glad to see you on board!!!

Jessie - no need to find Snape a lover�.I�m easy to find ;)

Jesse � two Jessie/jesse�s��the carriage scene was a total accident�.they were supposed to go home but somehow Lucius wasn�t having it.

Ciobella � I love Sev, would never break his heart�.his turn is coming�.a love story all his own.

Meankitty69 � oh I hear you hon, RL is a bitch.

Janeplay � well they are Slytherins�.so cunning and manipulation comes second nature to them lol.

Utopia � so glad you like the story so far! And of course, a girls gotta have the fancy undies if shes gonna seduce a Malfoy.

NarcissasSister � so sorry to have kept you waiting. I beg forgiveness and hope that the smut filled conclusion makes up for the wait. ;)

Ilke - listen to that feeling�.things can not be too easy for them�.

Angelbaby - oh yes, flirting with Lucius�s girl is a dangerous thing to do but Draco is a sadist�.a well intentioned sadist none the less�..as for burning the cushion, it cant happen now, LadyBlueEyes asked to have it��.

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