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Death Eater Double Team	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 15510 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*******DISCLAIMER********JKR owns all characters, and all
the locations!

A/N: A Belated Happy
Birthday to my darling Severus! *blows
kisses to sexy literary character while thinking of his silver-screen
counterpart lustfully*

Lucius will be finally getting his turn, kiddies�and for all
those rabid Luscious Lu fans out there, please
don�t kill me for what I�m about to do to him in the next few chapters,
it�s all in the spirit of good clean *snicker* fun!

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Harry and Ron sat whispering over their eggs and bacon,
glancing furtively up at Mrs. Weasley who was humming cheerfully along with the
Wireless Wizarding Network. �I�m telling
you, she hasn�t been back � been out all night, and with that greasy git! Ginny told me so when we�erm, were talking,�
Harry hissed to his friend.

Ron looked taken aback.
�All night? But�but�she couldn�t have �you know-been out all night with him. You know.�
He vigorously poked Harry with an elbow to remove any doubt as to what
he meant.

Tonks tromped into the kitchen. �Wotcher, you two�what�s this, a re-do of
Monty Python�s �Wink Wink Nudge Nudge,� then?�
Her hair was black and yellow stripes, vaguely reminiscent of a
bumblebee. The two young men leaned
towards her and quickly whispered the news garnered from Hermione�s
roommate. �SEVERUS? And HERMIONE?� she
dissolved into gales of laughter, snorting and slapping her thigh at which Molly
Weasley looked around curiously. �Not a chance in hell. Although,� her face became thoughtful,
�Hestia did mention something about
him that I found to be interesting�� but she refused to tell the curious pair
and gave them that look that all adults give younger people to tell them that
yes, it was a big secret, and they could just eat their hearts out over it
because they�d never know.

Harry and Ron hated that look with a passion. Changing the subject, Harry spoke up. �Has anyone seen Malfoy lately?�

As if on cue, the aforementioned wizard slunk into the
kitchen looking terrible. It looked as
though he had slept in his robes, his hair was uncombed and tangled, and his
eyes were bloodshot. Molly Weasley gave
him only half a glare this morning; they had been working on improving their
relations lately, with many arguments and forced apologies on both sides. �Lucius! What on earth happened to you?� she
cried, helping the wizard into a chair and shoving a mug of tea into his
hands.

The blonde wizard huddled around the cup as he drank. �Hexed,� he mumbled unwillingly. Harry felt as though Christmas had come
early. Molly, her mothering instinct
kicked into high gear at this news, drew her wand immediately and Summoned
several tiny bottles of potion � Harry recognized one as being PepperUp
Potion-while fixing the Death Eater�s disheveled appearance with another flick
of the wrist. Chattering nonstop, she
forced the miserable wizard to drink all the potions and shoved two full plates
of food under his face and stood there, hands on hips, watching while he ate it
and telling him all about protective spells.
It was a measure of the man�s willingness to get along that he didn�t
say a word about it. After forcing down
all that she had given him, he hauled himself to his feet still looking a bit
green about the gills and lurched back up to his room.

Dobby looked on delightedly.

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When Hermione woke, it was midmorning and she was alone in
the big bed. She rolled over and sat up,
drawing the blankets around her. Where
was he? Then she heard the sound of
water running � of course. He was in the
shower. She slid out of the bed yawning
and stepped into the bathroom to brush her teeth and survey the frizzball that
was her hair in the mirror.

�It�s past time you got up,� he snarked from the shower,
leaning over the glass door and looking at her.

�Good morning to you too, Severus,� she said sweetly. �Any room in there for me?�

The shower door opened immediately with a totally delicious
and tantalizingly nude Slytherin beckoning her inside with a grin. She found that she rather liked his smiles,
when they weren�t the totally fake variety (she still remembered the one he had
used after blasting Gilderoy Lockhart halfway across the dueling table) or used
in a mean-spirited way. �Do you, by any
chance, remember something of last night? I thought you may have said something
to me just as you went to sleep,� he began cautiously. She blinked up at him and shook her head.

�Noooo�.though I do remember something about last night,� she teased, rubbing her body against
his and making him inhale sharply. He
murmured that it was fine, he must have been imagining things, and bent his
head to kiss her. Steam as well as lust
filled the air as they rediscovered each other�s bodies in a leisurely fashion.

Much later, they dressed slowly while still kissing. �We�ve got to get you back to Grimmauld Place,�
he muttered against her lips as he buttoned up his shirt.

She unbuttoned it
as fast as she could. �I want to stay
here, with you.�

�No, really, we have to go�� he sighed when, as soon as he
succeeded in buttoning his shirt all the way, she dropped to her knees and
began to tug down his trousers. �Stop that, or I�ll�.oh, hell. Keep going.�

They didn�t arrive at Twelve Grimmauld Place until three o�clock.

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Lucius Malfoy sat sprawled on the small cot he had
Transfigured into a king sized bed and flipped through a gold-leaved book of
spells that had been passed down from father to son throughout the
generations. He was damned glad he
hadn�t given it to the worthless good-for-nothing that he had spawned with that
gold-digging ninny that was Narcissa Black.
He heard that she was using her maiden name again � good for her. He didn�t want his last name anywhere around
the faithless hussy. His gray eyes fell
upon a likely spell�yes, that would fix the wanker. He still couldn�t believe that he had lost
the duel to Severus, who had Transfigured him into a newt and hung him atop
Potter�s owl�s cage. What was its
name? Hedwig, he thought it was. Anyway, the horrid thing had been trying to
have at him for half the night until he managed to escape and hide underneath
his own bed. Then his former house elf
Dobby had tried to vacuum him up with that Muggle contraption. He was going to kill Severus Snape.

The clock struck three as he heard the front door open and
close � they were back, finally! He felt
a hot surge of jealousy well up inside him�had they been fucking this entire
time? He should have blocked that last
spell with the Reductus Curse.
Wanker. Just the same, he went
downstairs to see what there was to see.

What there was to see consisted of one sleekly satisfied
Slytherin who could hardly keep his eyes open.
Bastard!!! And one surpassingly lovely Gryffindor witch
who looked as though she�d been tumbled within an inch of her life. DAMN
IT! She excused herself immediately,
claiming fatigue, and Severus glanced over at him with a half-smile playing on
his lips.

�Where have you been?� Molly pressed, seconded by a curious
Tonks.

�Took her to her parent�s house, didn�t I?� Severus said scathingly. �If you�ll excuse me, some of us have been up all night keeping an eye on things while
others haven�t had a care in the world.�
He swept out imperiously with a flourish of black robes and Lucius
followed him.

�Did you truly take her to her parents?�

Severus looked at him incredulously. �Of course not! You�ll notice I asked, �didn�t I� which does
not exactly mean that I in fact did take
her there, it only implies the action. I
see you�ve gotten yourself changed back,� he sniffed.

Lucius glowered.
�I�ll get you back for it too, you jackass � just wait. So�how was it?� he couldn�t resist asking,
but regretted it immediately when Severus tilted his head and gazed off into
space.

�If I�d known she was like that, she would have taken up
residence in my bed in her sixth year.
As it is, she�ll be returning time and time again.�

�How�s that? Did you take her pink hair ribbons that she�ll
need back?� It was a ridiculous
argument, but he couldn�t help it. His
friend tsked at him and grudgingly told him of Hermione�s decision about both
of them, which made him perk up, then try to hex the other man as Severus made
a sly jest concerning leftovers.

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Lucius let her stew in her own juices for the next week,
determined to make sure Severus� influence as well as body odor was completely
gone from the young woman before he made his move. His friend shook his head mock-admonishingly
at him every time he saw Lucius strut past the Gryffindor. Finally the time was right, and he chose his
clothing with care after suggesting to Hermione that he take her for a
walk. Dragon-hide boots (which had just
been cleaned after a recent sexual assault had been made on them by Kreacher),
faded jeans and a black cabled sweater went under a long black duster. They would be walking in the Muggle
countryside, after all, so he would have to try and blend in. He had sweet talked Molly into giving him a
basket of food, bringing his considerable charm into play and turning it on
full force to get what he wanted, as well as exacting a promise to say nothing
about it. He reduced the basket and
slipped it into his pocket along with the bottle of wine, and plaited his hair
into a single braid that fell in the middle of his back and was tied with a
black ribbon.

Severus leaned in the doorway to watch him, smirking. �Don�t forget a blanket, you idiot. She�ll not thank you for grass stains.�

�Don�t you have somewhere else to go?� Lucius snarled.

�No, I�d much rather wait for you to muck things up and send
her back to me early. I hope you
showered, I�m told witches aren�t partial to over-active sweat glands-� Severus
ducked as the bottle of wine flew over his head and exploded like a bomb
against the wall behind him. Laughing,
his friend disappeared down the hall to inform Hermione of her date�s
volatility.

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Hermione smoothed down her long dress nervously with one
hand and looked up at the tall wizard whose arm she was grasping with the
other. Yes, he should have definitely
been born in Azkaban�simply delicious. She eased closer to him, readjusting her
grip on his muscular bicep and he glanced down at her with the beginnings of a
smug smile on his face. It had been more
than an hour and he still hadn�t made
any sort of overtures! What was wrong
with him? Maybe he thinks you�re just not
that interested after letting Severus dip his wick, the Voice in her head
suggested nastily. Hmmm. Maybe that was the case, but she knew he was
interested in her; he had taken great pains to ensure that they had literally bumped
into each other frequently, once being outside the bathroom. And, of course, the blasted man just had to drop his towel, accidentally-on-purpose. He had allowed a full minute�s ogle before
sweeping it around him and strutting back to his room (which, she hadn�t
forgotten, already HAD its own shower).
And she was supposed to be the
insufferable one? Pshaw.

Lucius looked down at her through his lashes, and noticed
her agitation. Like Severus, he
understood her dilemma and couldn�t care less that she had already slept with
his fellow Slytherin. Well, that wasn�t
completely true. He cared that the other
man had been there first, but relished the challenge in trying to erase all
thoughts of Snape from her mind as well as body. �Are you hungry?� he asked solicitously, and
received an affirmative.

�I guess we should be going back to London, then,� Hermione said wistfully, but
brightened as her companion showed her the reduced basket. Of course � he had just been biding his
time. She watched as he enlarged it and
spread a soft blanket on the grass. He
gallantly guided her down to it and she bit her lip at the look in his eyes as
he did so. They ate companionably,
making small talk and getting more comfortable in each other�s presence until
Lucius realized that there was nothing to drink. He exclaimed in consternation when there came
a blue flash of light and a bottle of wine appeared on the blanket with a note
tied around the neck, accompanied by two glasses. Hermione reached it before the Death Eater
had a chance to, and read the note aloud. ��Hermione, please accept this bottle
of wine with my compliments and kindly inform your date that it was very
shortsighted of him to lob the original bottle at my head, as it shows only his
immaturity at the action as well as a disregard for his female companion. Yours only, Severus.�� She laughed merrily and displayed the note to
Lucius, who looked murderous.

Damn all to hell and beyond!
Severus just had to make a
reappearance in her thoughts just as she was so totally focused on him�he�d bet
his last Galleon that the git had planned it for at least a week. �Would you like to go back?� He didn�t mean it to sound so sulky, but he
couldn�t take his words, nor his tone of voice, back once he had spoken.

Hermione sighed and looked at him. The two Death Eaters were just like squabbling
boys, and it was just like Severus to pull a stunt like this just to ruin
Lucius� mood � it had succeeded spectacularly, from the way his shoulders were
slumped. She opened the wine and asked
if he wanted some; of course, he refused.
So she did the only thing she could think of and drained half a cup,
pulling him close into a kiss and letting some of the wine flow into his mouth
as her tongue explored his. When she
drew back, she smiled at the poleaxed expression on the poor wizard�s
face. �See? The wine isn�t that bad�perhaps you can send Severus a
thank you note later.� Setting aside the
bottle and the rest of the food, she drew him down to the blanket
.

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A/N: Mwah-ha-ha-haaaaaaaaa, I�m making you wait! I�m such a tease, I know, but I should have
the next chapter up soon; my car broke down this morning so I have an
unexpected day off, if my hubby leaves me alone long enough.
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