Original Sin | By : amburnikole Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 19086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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I’m so sorry for the very long delay! I hope this will have been worth the wait and that I will be able to update more regularly. J
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Ch 7 I Wont Say I’m In Love
Hermione sat in her flat sipping her tea, reliving the previous evening’s events.
Lucius had actually offered to sit for her so she could go on a date with Will. Her planned sitter ended up with the flu and she was in last minute need. He hadn’t batted and eye and offered as soon as her predicament had left her mouth. To say she was grateful was an understatement.
She left her children in his and Tipsy’s capable hands and had come home soon after, having being stood up.
Upon entering her flat she held in laughter as she took in the scene: Lucius had bits of flour all over him and the children were giggling as they ate their warm chocolate chip cookies. Tipsy was taking another tray out of the oven. Lucius was pouring them glasses of milk and they were graciously accepting the beverages. She never thought she would see the day lucius Malfoy was being domestic, and baking cookies no less! It took her mind instantly away from the disappointment of being stood up, warmth filling her at him being so kind to Rose and Hugo.
“Well hello my lovelies! I see you’ve been busy since I’ve been gone.”
“mummy!” they replied in unison, rushing over form their chairs to meet her with hugs.
“Back so soon Hermione?” Lucius asked, hurriedly casting a cleansing charm on himself.
Hermione smirked.
“Aww you looked so cute with flour in your hair. And yes, I am back so soon. He didn’t show.”
Lucius frowned.
“I’m sorry Hermione. You can do better anyway.”
“Its fine. It just means I get to eat with my three favorite people.” she spoke without thinking.
He smiled softly.
“That is to say, I mean…”she stammered.
“An excellent idea. Rose, help your brother get cleaned up for dinner and get cleaned up yourself, alright?” spoke firmly yet gently, choosing not to notice her admission.
“Yes sir” Rose said cheerily and grabbed her little brother by the hand and lead him to their bedrooms.
With a wave of his wand the kitchen was put to rights and the newly baked cookies were in a container.
“And what does the lady feel like having this evening?”
“It’s alright Lucius, I’ll make dinner.”
“Ah ah, no.” he stopped her from making her way into the kitchen by placing his arms on her shoulders.
“This was your date night, so if you will permit me, the three of us shall be your dates for the evening.” he said with a smile.
“That is very nice of you Lucius. You never cease to amaze me.” she said smiling in return.
“I try sometimes.” he said lightly while leaning on the counter.
It was then she really noticed his attire: green button down, unbuttoned collar and rolled up sleeves, black slacks, and black shoes, hair pulled back, making him look so real and down to earth, and daresay handsome.
Suddenly the room felt a bit warmer to Hermione and she found herself wanting to free his hair and run her hands through it. She shook her head and cleared her throat.
“Alright well, I guess I’ll check on the children and then relax a bit. As for the menu, I’m sure whatever you come up with will please me.”
She quickly turned and exited the room, leaving Lucius to stare after her.
“Tipsy, do you have any suggestions?”
“oh yes sir, Tipsy be thinking that Roasted chicken and sides would be most liked by the little ones and surely by Ms. Hermione as well.”
“Excellent. Please gather everything we need from the kitchens at the Manor and bring it all back here so we can get started.”
“Yes sir, but leave it all to Tipsy. No need for you to be helping. Tipsy is glad to make the meal.”
“Alright, I’ll be in the living room if anything comes up.”
Tipsy nodded vigorously before apparating away with a crack.
She sighed. She had stood with her back against the wall, listening to him talk to Tipsy and then as he rustled around in the living room. He picked up magazines, put away toys, then settled into the recliner. She assumed he was reading something because she could hear pages turning. She sighed again. She had berated herself for eavesdropping. Berated herself for feeling something she couldn’t place pool in her belly at him being so…nice, caring, gentlemanly.
After checking on Rose and Hugo, she had freshened up and walked out into the living room. She smiled and spoke to Tipsy in the kitchen for a moment on the way and was caught off guard by the sight before her.
Lucius was stretched out in the recliner, book resting on his chest, asleep. She padded softly to his side and looked down on him. He looked so much younger in sleep, all the harsh lines softened. She knew he had troubles sleeping, and it warmed her to know he was at least able to sleep in her home. Dinner wasn’t ready yet and she wanted to let him get all the sleep he could. She quietly sat on the couch next to the recliner and picked up a magazine to read. She found that she couldn’t concentrate much on the articles, and would much rather concentrate on the soft sounds of his breathing. An errant thought entered her head..
I could do this every day.
“Well I wasn’t expecting that..” she whispered softly to herself.
I wasn’t expecting you…her mind continued.
It was all so confusing. The evening had been lovely. She had woken him gently, and he had expressed his apologies for falling asleep. She of course told him that was rubbish and that she was glad he had been able to get some rest. The children behaved and ate their dinner as Lucius had instructed them to, earning themselves cookies for dessert.
Hermione had thanked Lucius for saving the evening and he had been adamant that no thanks were necessary. After Tipsy had finished cleaning up, they both left after lucius bid her goodnight.
She sighed as she noticed her tea had gone cold during her musings.
She was so off kilter. She didn’t want to date random men. She didn’t want to look into another man’s eyes. She didn’t want another man to hold her close. She didn’t mind in the least that she had been stood up, for the evening had been the best she had in a long time. She was an intelligent girl, so she knew what this meant. But she didn’t want to say it, scared that it would make it real and then it would have to change. What if he could never love her? What if he thought the idea preposterous? She certainly couldn’t just tell him. She didn’t want to be in love with her boss, with her friend. But Merlin help her, she was.
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