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Codename: Creampuff	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 16839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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None of the sexual activity that is taking place here would
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Never had he been awakened in such a delightful manner as
this, finding Hermione astride him with her eyes closed and that look upon her face.� Lucius reached for her hips and her eyes flew
open when he spoke to her.� �Enjoying
yourself?� he smirked.� Sliding his legs
up to gain enough leverage to thrust up into her, Lucius smiled as her reply
was lost in a moan.� �What was that
again? I didn�t hear properly.�

Hermione rolled her hips and looked down at him through her
lashes.� She looked exquisite, her skin
flushed with desire as she took her pleasure.�
Lucius kept a hand on her hip and slid the other up her stomach to a
breast where he rolled her nipple between his fingers.� �Harder,�
she moaned, guiding his other hand up.�
He obliged her by pinching both nipples gently, then tugging until she
was groaning his name and her eyes were fairly rolling back into her head.� �Fuck � Lucius, oh!� Yes, that�s it�ohhhhh��
The little witch arched her back and moaned obscenities, riding him hard
� his eyes were drawn, irresistibly, to the sight of her stretched around his
cock.� Sweat rolled down his lover�s body
as she bucked and heaved atop him; he could see that she was tiring rapidly but
was enjoying every move she made.

His fingers released her and she immediately protested.� �Let me see you do it,� he murmured, and watched as her hands slowly moved up
her body to her breasts.� �Don�t be
shy�show me.�� A pass of his thumb over
her clitoris put an end to this show of maidenly reluctance and he was treated
to the sight of her pinching and twisting her own nipples as she moaned his
name. Goddess, she was amazing.� Bracing
his legs against the bedposts and holding her firmly in place, he began to
thrust upwards inside her � it had been so, so
very long since he�d had such a willing partner encouraging him with voice and
body, and the fact that this was Dumbledore�s little pet made his conquest that
much sweeter.� Shite, don�t think about it that
way�!� The last thing he needed was
to revert back to being Lucy at a time like this.� Hermione twisted atop him as he pushed up
into her, faster now as he felt her beginning to tighten around his shaft,
until her breath came in gasps and she quivered as her climax began to build.
Lucius worked himself quickly to his own peak so that when he felt her walls
contract tightly around his cock, he gave himself over to his pleasure with a
groan, letting her shudders milk him as they both clung to the overwhelming
sensation of orgasm.

She slumped against his chest as he spasmed inside her a
final time, breathing in quick little gasps.�
�That was�gorgeous,� she sighed.�
Lucius wrapped his arms around her tightly, breathing in the mingled
scent of her sweat and the shampoo she�d used as his pulse returned to
normal.� She raised her head and wriggled
up his chest for a kiss, which he gave. �Can we do it again?�

The gleam in her eye made him throw back his head and
laugh.� �Give me a bit, love.�

�Am I?�

�Are you what?�

She ducked her head, suddenly shy.� �Your love.�

He arched an eyebrow at her.�
�Since you yourself have said on countless occasions that I am incapable
of that rather elusive emotion, how can I answer that in a manner that would
satisfy you?��

Hermione slid off of him and rolled on her side, her finger
idly describing circles on his chest.�
�What are we doing together,
Lucius?�� Now that was odd � usually when
his bedmates demanded a declaration of something or other, they became�upset
when he refused to make promises to them.

�We are exploring the ever-perilous attraction that has
existed between the Houses of Slytherin and Gryffindor since the time of the
Founders.� You are a beautiful, talented
young witch and I am� he shot a sly look at her �the lecherous beast of a
wizard who wants you.�� And who will do his best to keep you for as
long as I�m able until you find someone, most likely younger, with whom you
would feel �safer� with.� He shook
his head to clear it of the mutinous thoughts; he wanted to concentrate his
attention upon his new lover and not waste time mooning over
eventualities.� Face it, Lucius�you�re good enough to romp with, but no witch in her
right mind would trust you with anything not strictly orgasm-related.� Looking over at Hermione, he caught her
wiping a strange look from her face�almost as if she could hear what he had
been thinking.� He�d have to ask Severus
later if she�d had any Legilimency lessons�but for now, it was nice having an
armful of warm, willing witch.�

She moved against him lazily, only the ticklish sweep of her
eyelashes against his skin letting him know that she was still awake.� Lucius could tell that she was troubled,
however, because every so often her body would tense slightly and then relax.� He supposed that their earlier conversation
was the one plaguing her thoughts just as much they troubled his, but what could
he possibly do about it?� Tell her the
truth?� Now, that would be the way
to keep her close to you, you idiot, he berated himself.� It was already a miracle that they had gotten
this far, but he wished he knew exactly what the future held�

That thought made him sit up straight, dumping Hermione off
to one side unceremoniously.� He wanted
to know the future? He happened to have found a spell tailored just for that
purpose.� �What�s going on?� Hermione
asked, bewildered as he leapt from the bed and swung a robe around his
shoulders.

�I�ll tell you later � go back to sleep,� he ordered.� Later he would also lament his hurried choice
of words, as a strict command usually made Hermione much more likely to
disregard the order given�as it was, he left the room just as his lover�s eyes
narrowed.� Lucius took the stairs three
at a time up to the room he had often used as an office and threw a handful of
Floo powder into the fire.� �Severus
Snape,� he called.� With any luck, the
other man would be in his rooms and able to hear his call.

Snape answered, looking confused.� �You just left a few minutes ago,� he
said.� �Did you forget something?�

�Yes � I need you to bring me something.� There�s a book in that pitiful room that�s
known as a library�� he described it
and managed to charm the other man into fetching it for him.� �Thank you, my friend.� I�ll make sure you get a front row seat when
I make my debut,� he said absently, flipping through the pages for the place
marker he had left inside it.

�But I thought it was your first day�.wait a minute.� You took her to Malfoy Manor, didn�t you?�
his friend accused.� �You wouldn�t let me anywhere near you, but Hermione
Granger? Need I remind you that her breeding is not on par with what you�re
accustomed?�

Lucius glared back at the wizard.� �Severus.�
She can�t help who her parents are, any more than you can help being the
sweetest mannered wizard in existence.�

�You�re defending her now, Lucius?� a dark eyebrow raised at
him.� �Of course with all the estrogen
coursing through your system it might be expected that you�ve become
irrational.�

He declined the bait for once.� �That indeed may be the case,� he replied
calmly.� �I thank you for the book,
Severus.�� Ignoring Snape�s pop-eyed
stare, he broke the connection with a sniff and stood up to place the book on
his desk.� �Let�s see�oh, here it is,� he
muttered to himself.� �Needs a wand,
though�accio!�� From a hidden panel in the hearth, a slim
black wand zoomed over to his hand.�
Lucius knew several wizards fool enough to only insist on one wand, but
he himself had no less than five secreted away in various locations � one never
knew what might happen, after all.� He
missed his original, though�there was just something so satisfying about being able to brain a hapless passerby with the
heavy cane. �

A few passes with his wand and the pages of the book
fluttered wildly as if caught in a high wind.�
They settled finally, and he leaned over to look at the book
carefully.� It looked just like a Muggle
television set, he thought, and reached a hand out to place it on the page just
as fingers closed on the hem of his robe.�
Lucius was drawn into the book immediately with just the slightest hint
of displacement.� Lucius blinked and
looked about himself � he was still in the same room of the manor.� A slight sound caught his attention and he
turned quickly, but didn�t see what had caused the noise.� Looking towards the mantelpiece, he noticed
something strange � instead of the few books he usually kept beside the pot of
Floo powder, there were Wizarding photos. This
must be one of my futures, then, he thought as he glanced around once
more.�

There were actually two
desks there instead of the usual single desk he currently had in the middle of
the room � before he went towards the photos, he walked over to the other desk
and stretched out a hand to open one of the drawers�and was surprised to see
that his hand was nearly transparent.�
Lucius lifted his hand to the light, studying how the sun streamed
through it and looked down at himself to see that the rest of his body was
equally as translucent.� His hand passed
though the wood of the desk entirely as he made an experimental swipe at it, so
he sighed and turned towards the photos.

His eyes widened slightly as he studied the moving portraits
� he didn�t recognize any of the children at play within the frames, but he
knew exactly who the couple was in the wedding photo.� So, that
was what would happen�but was that really what he would look like?
Lucius abandoned the photos and turned to walk out the door and down to the
Manor grounds, following the faint sounds of voices outside.� Once there, he had to fight the urge to duck
as three boys on broomsticks came close enough to knock his head from his
shoulders.� He turned to watch them
resume their game of full-contact Quidditch, exchanging shouts of laughter and
trying to knock each other to the ground�at least one of them was supposed to
be his, but where were the others? Lucius was answered when he spotted two of
them trying out spells on the youngest, who calmly read her book while her
sisters experimented with turning her hair different colors.� He walked up closer to them to hear what they
were saying.

��he won�t be back for a while, Mum�s just gotten home,� one
of them said critically.� �They�re
probably over in the orchard snogging or something.� I swear, they�re always all over each other �
it�s embarrassing.�

�I think it�s funny,� the other laughed.�

�How can it be funny? It�s horrid � parents should act like
parents, not like they�re teenagers,� the first one cried in horror.

The youngest looked up from her book.� �Orange,
please,� she requested.� Her bright blue
eyes fell upon Lucius suddenly and focused.�
�Hi, Daddy.�

Lucius started.� She
could see him?� Her sisters looked around, faces blank before
they turned back to their spell book.�
�You can see me?� he asked carefully.

She giggled.�
�A�course I can, Daddy.� But what
happened to your hair? It looks
funny...will you read to me?�

�Who are you
talking to? Dad�s gone to meet Mum; he�s not here,� her sisters informed her.

�He�s there, and
he�s gonna read to me,� the little girl protested, pointing at Lucius.� �Read to me, Daddy!� she ordered, thrusting
the book out and making him smile.� Yes,
this had to be her mother�s daughter.� He
obediently crossed to her and knelt at her side to begin reading the story �
just as he opened his mouth to read, the scene around him dissolved and he
knelt alone in the middle of what had to be the grounds of his ancestral home.�

Lucius rose to his feet and looked around � it was if Malfoy
Manor had never existed.� The landscape
had been blasted of all life; the earth was burned black underneath his feet,
the surrounding trees were dead husks with their skeletal limbs jutting upwards
in a grayish-yellow sky.� He walked
slowly to where his house should stand, and could barely make out the ruins of
the foundation.� What could have done it?� Even the air looked sick, and he was glad
that he was like a ghost in this future world � he suspected that if he drew in
a lungful of this poisonous-looking atmosphere, he would regret it.� A noise made his head turn sharply to the
left and he saw a hungry-looking cat race from the concealing shadows of the
dead trees, pursued by an equally as starved man�even as Lucius watched, the
man caught up with the feral creature and killed it with a well-aimed stone,
picking it up and thrusting it in a sack.�
What happened here �or, what would
happen?

�Caught him!� rose the triumphant cry and both Lucius and the
man he was observing whirled to see a group of five black-robed wizards charge
forward with their wands leveled.� �I
knew that would do it�hungry enough to eat pets, are we, Snape?� one of them
sneered in a familiar voice.� The man
lowered his hood and Lucius stared at� himself.�
Future-Lucius� hair was matted and tangled, his face badly scarred as if
from fire.� �I knew you�d be creeping
around here.�

�I�ve never given up on you, Lucius, and you know it.� You can be a good man,� Future-Severus said,
dropping to a defensive crouch.�

His future self scoffed maliciously, raising his wand.� �And you�d know all about that.� You don�t think I know what you did to Hermione?
Were you that jealous, Severus?�

Future-Severus held up his hands in a placatory manner.� �Lucius, it
wasn�t me.� I�ve tried to tell you
about how Voldem-�

�Avada Kedavra!�� A flash of green light lit up the night and
Future-Severus fell onto the ground, his eyes open and staring up at the
diseased sky.� Lucius shivered as he
watched himself send the Killing Curse into the body of the other wizard again
and again, making the corpse�s limbs jump in a grotesque parody of
struggle.� Finally his other self seemed
satisfied, and fired the Dark Mark into the sky above the twisted form of the
dead wizard.� �Morsmordre!�

�Lucius,� a soft voice called, drawing him back from the
horror he was feeling � a hand slipped into his and he glanced over to see
Hermione staring up at him with tears in her eyes.� �Let�s go,� she begged.� �You shouldn�t have to watch this.� I�I followed you because I was irritated at
your dismissal earlier and I wanted to see if I would be in your future,�
Hermione confessed.� �But this � that � isn�t you, Lucius.� It could never be you.� Let�s go back.�

Lucius blinked down at her, aware that his future self had
resumed tormenting Snape�s corpse.� �I
don�t know how to leave,� he admitted.�
�I was in such a rush to see what would happen that I didn�t�� he
trailed off as Hermione held up a scrap of paper with words written on them.� ��but you did.�� Taking the parchment she extended to him and
curving one arm around her shoulders to hold her close, he recited the spell
and felt the rushing pull of it snare them and draw them back up through the
pages of the grimoire.� �You shouldn�t
have followed me,� he felt obliged to say sternly.� Hermione stiffened and began to pull away,
but he held her against him.� �But I
suppose that I�m glad you did.�� She
melted back against him immediately at his change of tone.

They walked back to his bedroom silently, and Hermione
gestured towards the lavatory.�
�Shower?� Then we have to eat
something�or at least, I do because I
don�t think I ate enough at dinner last night.�
I�m starving.�

He cocked an eyebrow at her.�
�I told you so.�� A wave of his
hand and the shower door opened, accompanied by a snort and eye roll from
Hermione at his display of power.� �Did
you see the children?� he asked her as she adjusted the water temperature.� �The oldest girl�just like you,� he couldn�t
resist teasing.� Seconds later, he had to
jump back to avoid the icy blast of water she aimed at him in retaliation.�

�I thought she was much more like you,� his lover informed
him, slipping her arms around him as soon as he dropped his robe on the
floor.� �Come in, it�s hot again � I
promise.�� They washed each other
companionably, but Lucius� mind kept traveling back to the second future he had
been shown and Hermione was alerted to this when he began to soap the wall.� �Lucius!
What are you�oh,� she said softly, reaching up to pull his head down to
her.� �They were possible futures only�you
know that Divination is never 100% accurate, and that�s all the spell really
is.� I don�t know what the future holds;
no one does�but I know that you could never be a man who would murder his
friends and still be aligned with Voldemort.�

�How can you be so sure that I won�t turn into that?� he asked, feeling that same odd
tightness in his chest when she looked up at him, her feelings shining like a
beacon from her eyes.� Words were crowding
onto his tongue and he had to swallow hard to keep from speaking, to keep from
telling her�

Hermione caressed the sides of his face, raising herself up
on her toes to place a kiss on his mouth.�
�Because I know you. And because-�

�-I love you,� he blurted, at the precise time that she
spoke the words with him.� They regarded
each other silently, and Lucius heard himself beginning to laugh.� �I always thought an admission like that
should come after a night of dinner and dancing, instead of in a shower,� he
admitted.� �I actually never thought I
would ever say those words to someone.�� Merlin!�
That was about as romantic as a fall down a flight of stairs, Lucius�but
she said it too.� ��

His lover looked up at him thoughtfully.� �But you meant it�right?�� He nodded.�
�Well, then that�s settled.�� She
hooked an arm around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss both tender and
heated.� �It�s about time,� she whispered
against his lips.

��You said it at the
same time; I should be asking you
whether or not you meant it,� he pointed out.

�Lucius��

�Yes?�

�Shut up and kiss me,� she ordered.

He shut up and kissed her.�
If this was love, it wasn�t that bad.

tbc

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A/N: The next lemony chapter will be on hold for a little
while, as Yours Truly has been charged with creating no less than 7 papers for
Uni.� Oh, the joy of writing something
not HP-related *eyeroll*
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