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Polyjuice	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 32326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from J K Rowling's fantastic books or films, I'm just borrowing and playing with them for a little while and get no monetary reward for doing so

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A/N: I’m sure you’re all aware of Mamacita by now, my fabulous beta who stops me making a complete fool of myself on the punctuation (and many other) fronts.
Werewolfhime — you and I are definitely going to fight over Lucius. And yes I too love that wonderful 'pimp cane' *LOL*. All I can say my friend is Lucius is coming back and I promise it will be worth the wait.
Linmo — Welcome! You think Lucius will be that obliging? Well, he might be . . . or . . . .
Meankitty69 — Confusing? Well, it isn't for Lucius - he knows exactly what he's doing and where he's going. Hermione is sure she's right (as always), although I'm betting confusion will set in at some point. Harry and Ron are definitely confused, but that's a pretty natural state for those two. *LOL*
Heidi191976 - Thanks for the review, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

You live for love, I long for it
You give for love, I take from it
This friend of mine, desire
This lovers crime, desire
Emotion driving all the time
A burning need for things not mine
Desire
You need your love
I walk from it
You fight for love
I run from it
My enemy desire
Caressing me, desire
The torch I carried burnt my hand
I can't control what I can't stand
Desire
You give for love, I lie for it
You give for love, I shy from it
And the pain, and the lust, and the want
And the hurt, and the lies
And the fears, and the urge, and the feel
And the touch, and it's all
A friend I call desire
You give for love, I lie for it
You give for love, I shy from it
And the pain, and the lies
And the touch, and it's all
A friend I call desire - A Friend I Call Desire, Ultravox (Lament, 1984)
I heard this song today for the first time in years and it struck me as being very fitting for Lucius, at least my Lucius. And it's a wonderful song too.

Lucius had spent a long time trying to decide who to become. After much consideration, he decided that his best bet was to become someone who wasn’t actually a real student at Hogwarts. That way he could have his relationship with Hermione without fear of her contacting the real person and finding that they knew nothing about her. In effect, he would almost be going back to Hogwarts as a student.
He had carefully studied the youngsters who worked at the Ministry of Magic, needing to find one that looked young enough to still be at school, but none of them was handsome enough for his purpose. After all, he didn’t want to be someone ugly or spotty. Eventually, he found a Muggle boy who fit the bill and relieved him of a considerable amount of hair before Obliviating him.
This time he was determined to get things right with Hermione, so a lot of Polyjuice potion would be involved. Fortunately, he had a reliable supplier who had never questioned his purchase. He was sure the supplier assumed that Lucius got his women to drink the potion to change their appearance to suit him and of course, that was true, especially in the last couple of months when he had made them all look like Hermione.
At first, he had thought getting someone to look like her would be enough, but it wasn’t. It didn’t matter who he tried the potion on, none of them had that spark that made Hermione the person she was. They looked like her but they weren’t her, and the more women he had the more frustrated he became at not being with his real lover.
But now Lucius was ready to make his move. For his purposes, he was going to be a seventh year Hufflepuff called Simon Caldwell, and although he wouldn’t actually be attending the school he would be spending a lot of time there. He just had to make sure he wasn’t in any of Hermione’s classes but could get her away from Potter and Weasley outside of them.
He looked at himself in the mirror, impressed by the body he had chosen, looking very handsome in his Hufflepuff robes. He was sure he would attract Hermione and he knew that in this persona he would give her even more pleasure than he had done as Weasley. And this time he wouldn’t make that stupid mistake; he would be able to take things further, explore all those fantasies he had been having about her, really make her his.
His excitement was almost uncontainable. Only a few more days and he would be back with his beautiful Hermione.

Hermione had eventually gone back to talking to Ron, much to the relief of Harry who was on the verge of stopping talking to both of them. He still didn’t know what had caused the rift, but at least they seemed to be friends again.
Once she had calmed down, Hermione took Ron’s apology at face value and decided to try to forget that there had ever been any romantic liaison between them. It wasn’t easy, as her dreams were still full of the things they had done and part of her desperately wanted to feel that pleasure again — even wanting to go further — but she knew now that it would never be with Ron.
What had begun as an uneasy truce had reverted to normal friendship, and although it was not without its problems, things had improved. Hermione still had issues, but she wasn’t yet ready to deal with them.
These days she was spending more time away from Harry and Ron — primarily in the Library, but also just generally wandering the grounds, having found a need to try to have a life outside of that with her two friends. It was during one of these solitary walks that she met Simon.
Hermione didn’t remember ever having seen the Hufflepuff boy around the school before although he assured her that he had been around. He pointed out that as Ron and Harry’s friend she probably hadn’t noticed most of the guys in school. She had agreed but wasn’t entirely convinced that was the case. She was sure she would have spotted someone as good-looking as Simon before and certain that Lavender and her friends would have done and would have talked about him extensively.
Also, she couldn’t help feeling that she knew him from somewhere.
The two of them got on extremely well and had many fascinating conversations, and Hermione felt as if she had known him for years rather than the few days it had been. And he didn’t seem like a Hufflepuff to her. She couldn’t have said what House he should have been in, but Hufflepuff definitely wasn’t right.
Strangely, he also only seemed to appear when she was alone. She never ran into him in the Library or any of the school corridors between classes, and she had never seen him at the Hufflepuff table in the Great Hall even though she had looked out for him on several occasions.
Mysterious as all this was, she ignored it because she wanted to be his friend. In fact, if truth be told, she would have liked to be a bit more than friends. But Hermione was wary after what had happened with Ron, and although she thought Simon might be interested in her she didn’t want to get into anything too deeply.
But the more time Hermione spent with Simon the harder it became to separate the feelings of friendship and the deeper feelings that were running through her. Now her dreams were no longer of Ron, they were of her new friend, and although that was liberating for her friendship with Ron, it wasn’t doing anything for her relationship with Simon.

Lucius was becoming intensely frustrated. Although he had managed to get Hermione alone on plenty of occasions, her previous experience with him had obviously affected her more deeply than he had expected. She shied away from him every time he attempted to get closer to her, insisting on keeping their friendship on a purely platonic basis.
And it was driving him mad.
Every time Lucius was with Hermione he had to fight the urge to force himself upon her, taking what he believed was rightfully his. He had to get her to give in to him somehow before he ended up doing something stupid. After all, this was his last chance with the Polyjuice potion. He couldn’t assume another identity or Hermione would definitely realise something was up.
Lucius had arranged to meet her later out by the lake during her free study period, ostensibly to go through their Arithmancy homework, but he was determined to spend the time more profitably.

Hermione almost ran down to the lake. She had just had the most boring lesson of her week, History of Magic; she needed some stimulating conversation to get her brain working again, and she knew she would get that with Simon. They were supposed to be doing their Arithmancy homework too, but Hermione had actually done hers during the last lesson because she was so bored. She spotted her handsome Hufflepuff friend sitting under a tree and, waving, rushed over to meet him.
Lucius saw Hermione hurrying over and couldn’t help smiling. She definitely wanted to be with him; all he had to do was find a way to break through that barrier she had erected. He stood up as she reached him and greeted her enthusiastically, his hand accidentally straying to briefly brush her cheek.
‘How was History of Magic?’
Hermione laughed. ‘Tedious as usual. I can’t believe Binns doesn’t realise how boring he is. Half the class always falls asleep.’
Lucius nodded in agreement. ‘Our class too. He doesn’t even notice when people snore. Shall we walk?’
‘Yes, why not? We’ve got plenty of time, as long as you don’t have to get back.’
‘Not me. I’m all yours,’ Lucius replied sincerely, flashing Hermione his most attractive smile.
Hermione’s stomach did a double flip at his words. All hers. If only that were the case. She blushed slightly and looked away, hoping Simon wouldn’t notice, but it seemed he had.
‘What’s the matter, Hermione?’ he asked.
‘Nothing, why?’ Hermione could hear the over-defensiveness in her voice and cursed herself mentally. Be calm, she thought.
Lucius moved closer to her.
‘Why are you blushing?’ he asked.
‘Was I?’ she replied, trying to sound surprised.
His hand brushed her cheek again, one finger running over her top lip.
‘You were,’ he replied quietly. ‘Thinking naughty thoughts?’ He winked at her, then leant forward to gently press his lips to hers.
Without thinking Hermione returned the kiss, her mouth opening to receive his tongue as Simon wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him.
‘I hope you were thinking naughty thoughts,’ he told her once the kiss had ended. ‘‘Cos I certainly am.’ He smiled again and pulled her into another kiss.
Hermione giggled. ‘I am not thinking naughty thoughts,’ she said.
Lucius looked disappointed.
‘Well, not very,’ she admitted. Gods, you are such a liar, Hermione, she thought to herself. Her thoughts at that moment had been very naughty indeed.
Lucius took her hand as they walked. Progress was slow as he kept stopping to kiss her, each kiss deeper and more passionate than the last. By the time they had reached the boathouse, he was ready to move on; the kisses weren’t anywhere enough.
‘Let’s go in there,’ he said, pointing at the boathouse.
Hermione looked unsure. ‘I don’t think we’re allowed to, are we? I’m sure it must be off-limits to students.’
Lucius smiled wickedly. ‘Who’s going to know? Come on. What’s the matter? Are you scared?’
‘No. Of course I’m not scared. I just don’t want to get into trouble.’
Lucius sighed. ‘How many people are there around, Hermione? None. That’s how many. No one will see us.’
Hermione was still undecided.
‘Well, I’m going in,’ he told her with a lazy shrug. ‘Join me if you’re not too chicken.’ With that, he strode off across the grass to the door of the boathouse.
Hermione watched Simon go for a moment, looked around to see that no one was watching, and rushed over to join him.
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