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My Best Friend's Father	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 24064 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Hermione groaned. "Tonight Draco? I just got done work."
"No excuses, Missy!" The excited wizard beamed thrusting her into a chair. "So, first of all we need to set a date."
Lucius tried to slip away with a grin when Draco grabbed him by the elbow. "I'm not done with you either! This is your wedding for Merlin's sake!"
"It is, but I don't think my opinion is needed on all of this." The older wizard said waving his hand dismissively at the clutter of books and papers on the table.
Draco crossed his arms and stared his father down. "The least you could do is set a date."
Lucius sighed and took a seat next to Hermione with his arm propped up on the back of her chair. "Get on with it then."
Draco clapped excitedly and summoned his large leather bound planner. "Okay, so we only have three weeks before the ministry starts riding my ass like a bear in a bathhouse."
Hermione choked on her own saliva laughing at the fabulous wizard's inappropriate comment. Lucius knit his eyebrows together in confusion staring at the pair now laughing loudly leaning against each other.
"I don't get it."
"You don't want to know, trust me." She choked out in between giggles. Draco fanned his face trying to catch his breath before opening his planner.
"Can we just get on with it?" Lucius growled still perturbed that he didn't understand what his son was trying to convey with his 'bathhouse' comment.
"My gods! Who took a wee in your tea?" Draco giggled thumbing through the papers in front of him.
"The loud obnoxious wizard who interrupted my fiancé and I in a state of undress last night, as well as disturbed a very engaging moment that could have had a very beautiful witch squirming beneath me at this very moment." Lucius smirked.
Draco shuddered at the thought and screwed up his face. "Ew…"
Hermione's face turned red at the mention of their evening before. Every time the older wizard mentioned it she could feel heat begin to course through her body and settle into her lower belly. The addition of what had just occurred moments before made her uncomfortably warm. The ache between her legs was becoming unbearable as Lucius used a finger to innocently rub up and down the nape of her neck.
"Anyway." The younger wizard began shooting the couple a disgruntled look. "Here is what I have so far." He handed them a large roll of parchment and leaned back crossing his legs daintily looking proud.
Draco's flowing script covered almost 2 feet of parchment, with multiple categories including one for bridesmaids, groomsmen, and possible honeymoon locations. Lucius glanced over it quickly and refocused his attention on wrapping one of Hermione's loose tendrils around his finger. He had no interest in the specifics of how the ceremony would be carried out. The only thing he could truly focus on was the beautiful witch beside him. His past was appalling, and it was his own deranged sister-in-law who tortured his soon to be wife in his own home. Somehow she was able to look past it and embrace their arranged nuptials.
Draco started to prattle on about all the arrangements he had started to sort out with complete giddiness. His hands flew in all directions as he gushed over certain aspects of the ceremony. Lucius looked over at the smiling witch next to him as she laughed aloud at some rather flamboyant gestures his son was tossing about.
She turned to meet his eyes and gave him a sweet chaste kiss on the lips. "So what do you think Mr. Malfoy?" She teased. "It sounds great." He replied softly.
"You weren't even listening!" Draco pouted looking at his father.
"As long as it ends in 'You may now kiss the bride' I'm okay with whatever you both decide."
"Well you still haven't picked a date! Oh my gods do I have to do everything?!" The younger wizard snapped.
"Honestly, Draco." Hermione said rolling her eyes. "If you want I'll relieve you of your duties and carry it out myself." She teased with a smirk.
"Absolutely not!" He bristled. "No offense but..."
"You're going to be offensive anyway, aren't you?"
"Possibly. Now stop interrupting me!" He said with a snap of his fingers. "You have the taste of a Crumple-Horned Snorkack."
Hermione snorted. "They don't even exist."
"Neither does your taste." Draco giggled swatting his friend playfully on the arm.
Hermione stuck her tongue out at the young blond wizard. Lucius chuckled at the exchange. Hermione shot her groom a look, fighting to keep a smile from sliding across her lips. Not once in her wildest dreams did she think she would be sitting next to the prestigious wizard planning a wedding, and be completely and irrevocably in love with him.
"Fine." She said with mock offense. "So we'll pick a date, and leave the rest to you."
"How about next weekend?" Draco asked leaning over to take back the parchment from the couple.
Hermione's mouth fell open. She knew they only had 3 weeks but to have everything ready and sorted in 10 days seemed impossible, not to mention dealing with her parents. They knew she was already matched, and were furious at the prospect of their daughter having to marry by law. When she had told them who it was they lost it. She was thankful they didn't know how to send howlers. While they had grown to adore Draco, they weren't so keen on Lucius for obvious reasons.
"That sounds perfect." Lucius said with a smile.
Draco beamed at his father. "I'll get started on the guest lists, invites, dress appointments, and everything else first thing in the morning!" He gushed waving his hands with fabulous limp wrists. He noticed Hermione's worried look and stopped for a moment to take her hand. "I'll go see your parents personally, Honey. Don't you worry about a thing."
She gave him a thankful smile and squeezed his hand. "Are you sure? They're going to be pretty pissed off."
"I say we invite your parents to dinner this weekend." Lucius cut in moving in closer to her. "It would be a much more proper affair that way."
Draco gave his father a worried look. "You have no idea what you are getting yourself into."
"I'm sure I can manage." He replied cutting his eyes at the younger wizard.
A loud tinkling bell sounded from Hermione's wand on the table and began to pulse with a soft yellow light. "Paging Dr. Granger for consultation." The witch sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. It was the familiar voice of a rather incompetent healer-in-training emitting from her wand.
"I guess that's my cue." She groused standing up and taking her wand. Lucius rose with her and helped her slide her healer robes on. "Maybe once it's Dr Malfoy they won't be so keen as to page so you often." Lucius teased giving her a soft lingering kiss.
She gave him a weak smile and his face dropped. "You're not planning on taking my name?" He asked with his brow furrowed. "I never said that. I promise we'll talk about it later. I'd rather us part ways on a happy note than what has been happening recently." She was right. He didn't want a repeat of their previous fights.
He scooped her up in his arms and kissed her passionately. Draco made a dramatic gagging noise. "I'm still here!" He huffed.
"I suggest you leave." Lucius growled removing his lips from hers and starting to nip his way down her throat. "Okay okay okay!" Draco shrieked running out of the room. Hermione giggled trying to push Lucius away. "I think you made your point."
His hands slid into her robes and grasped her backside firmly as he pushed his growing erection against her. Her breath hitched as the fire from before seemed to immediately reignite. "Lucius." She whispered as he moved his lips back up her throat to her jaw. "I have to leave Lucius." Her voice didn't even sound convincing to her.
"Not until I'm done with you." He rasped in her ear grinding into her. "I need you."
All rational thought flew from her mind as his mouth covered hers again. The only thing she could think about was the taste of his mouth, the feel of his tongue as it danced against her own, and the desperate need to have him fill her. They had been denied each other so many times that the fact that they were out in the open didn't even register. The sexual tension between them had been so thick lately that neither one was able to think much of anything else in each other's company.
She moaned into his mouth as a hand moved under her skirt gently palming her heated core. He growled at the feel of her already soaked panties under his hand. Her hips bucked forward of their own volition as he slid a finger between her folds over the thin cotton, being careful not to touch the sensitive bundle of nerves at her cleft. It was driving her mad with need at his complete avoidance of touching her fully.
Her hand reached down to tease his own desire through his slacks. She smirked against his lips as he thrust himself forward. He slid his hand under her panties groaning as he ran a finger through her drenched folds, letting his thumb graze her most sensitive spot. She cried out at the contact desperate for more. The smell of her arousal overwhelmed his senses. His pants had grown to be uncomfortable, his erection begging to be released.
As if the witch could read his mind, she began to make short work of his belt. Her hands were frantic as they moved to undo and unzip his slacks. His mouth moved urgently against her as she took his length into her hand, stroking it softly. The feeling of him in her hands as he relinquished his control to her made her heart race. He pulled his hand back and rested them on her hips.
"If we don't stop I'm going to take you right here right now." He panted pressing his forehead against hers. "Take me." She breathed moving her hands around his neck. There was nothing she wanted more than him. She looked into his stormy grey eyes taking in his lustful hunger. Something deep down in her belly clenched deliciously as he moved in to capture her lips again, his fingers finding their way back down to her center.
"Please Lucius." She mewled pushing herself against his hand. Her body was trembling with need. She felt like she would explode if she didn't get her release soon. He smirked against her mouth and lifted her up into his arms. His length rubbed against her as she wrapped her legs around his hips. Her breath caught and she ground herself into him enjoying the shiver that ran through the wizard's body.
Lucius released a hand and made a clumsy swipe at the papers on the table. They scattered around them falling gently to the floor as he sat her down on the edge and situated himself between her thighs. He pulled himself free, pushing her panties aside, and slid his length between her folds, gently teasing her swollen bud with the tip. The tingling in her center had become almost unbearable as she dug her nails into his shoulders thrusting her hips forward.
"Last chance." He breathed against her lips moving his hips to allow his tip to circle around her sensitive flesh. Even with such slight contact she was already teetering on the edge. "Just fuck me Lucius." She hissed.
He pulled back, briefly positioning himself at her center, and slammed into her. "Oh gods!" She keened throwing her head back as her walls stretched deliciously to accommodate him. He stilled inside of her. Her tight entrance was already pushing him towards his undoing. It had been far too long for him, and the way she squirmed against him was driving him mad with need.
He pulled out slowly, bracing his hands on her hips, and slammed into her again. Her legs wrapped around him trying to pull every last inch of him into her. He slowed as she rolled her hips up to meet his with every thrust. He looked deep into her eyes as he buried himself to the hilt, hissing as he bottomed out. A hand tangled in her hair as the other splayed against her lower back. A connection neither one had ever felt surged through the air. Her forehead fell against his as they panted in unison. He gave her a sharp thrust, groaning as she brought her hands up to the nape of his neck.
"I love you, Hermione." He whispered. "Gods I fucking love you."
"I love you too." She moaned as his mouth crashed down onto hers. Their bodies began to move against each other rapidly, until she threw her head back yelling out his name as he continued to ride her through the tidal waves of pleasure surging through her. His name on her lips was his undoing as he slammed into her one last time filling her. He growled into her throat as his body trembled against hers. They held each other tightly, lost in the moment as their bodies came back down.
His confession of love played over again in her head. Did he really mean it? Was he just caught up in the moment? Her wand rang out again and a now panicked healer could be heard paging her. She would have to wait until later to analyze all of this.
Lucius growled. "Am I really going to have to deal with this all the time?"
"Not all the time." She laughed giving him a soft gentle kiss. He cut his eyes at her playfully and moved back to pull apart from her. She winced slightly, grabbing her wand to cast a quick cleansing spell. She was aggravated she was being called back to the hospital, granted she should have been there by now, but what they had shared was worth getting bitched at later.
"When will you be coming back to the manor?" He asked watching as she gathered her belongings.
"I'll be HOME as soon as I'm done work." She said with a smile. Lucius was right. It made no sense for them to live apart, and after tonight it would seem completely silly not to live together.
His eyes lit up as he pulled her up into his arms and twirled her around. "You have made me the happiest man alive." He whispered into her ear before setting her back down on the floor. "When should I have your things moved?"
"Whenever is fine with me." She beamed leaning forward to kiss his nose. "I need to go before they send out a search party for me." She laughed shaking her head and taking a handful of floo powder.
"Please hurry home." Lucius said softly giving her one last kiss. "I love you."
"I love you too." She whispered turning around to floo back to the hospital.
Draco waltzed back into the dining hall as Hermione departed humming a tune. "Okay, so I was thinking about having the band…. Oh what the fuck happened now?!" He yelled putting his hands to over his mouth. He took in the sight of papers rumpled on the floor and his disheveled father leaning against the fire place with a smug look on his face. "You know what?" Draco paused huffing. "I just can't even right now…" He said throwing his hands up before stomping comically out of the room.
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