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Captive	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 27088 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 8
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Hermione could never tell whether it was her trip to Hogwarts that had caused the changes at Malfoy Manor or whether they would have happened anyway once the air cleared after her argument with Lucius. Either way she was glad she had left, as when she finally returned almost two weeks later — which was, admittedly, considerably longer than she had originally intended — she had, thanks to the sterling efforts of Madam Pince, a fully completed library cataloguing system plan that would be ready to go as soon as she finished listing the remaining books in the library. And better still, Draco had once more departed back to London.
Lucius was so pleased to see her that Hermione had no trouble believing he really was in love with her and quickly brushed away her unease that she might not be welcome back. He was attentive and loving, and also terribly apologetic for the argument they’d had before she left. He had been worried that she wouldn’t return, particularly when she had stayed away for so long, but it had also made him think seriously about the concerns she had raised about Draco and he had finally realised she had a valid point.
After a serious discussion on the subject with Narcissa, the couple had sat their son down over afternoon tea in the glasshouse and explained to him in no uncertain terms that Hermione was off-limits to both him and anyone else in his group of friends who might be interested. It had taken several hours of discussion, some sulking on Draco’s part, and a massive argument between father and son whilst Narcissa was away ‘shopping’ in London, but finally Draco had been made to see the error of his ways and had accepted, albeit grudgingly, that Hermione was in love with his father and would not, no matter how much he might want to change her mind, be interested in him.
When Hermione voiced her fears about Draco coming back to Malfoy Manor while she was there Lucius was quick to put her mind at ease and promised her she had nothing to fear from his return. Hermione wasn’t entirely sure she believed him but she had to trust he was right, otherwise she would never get the library finished and she might as well end her relationship with Lucius and go back to the Ministry of Magic.
Surprisingly, Narcissa was happy to see her back, too, and requested that Hermione join her for afternoon tea and a catch-up. Hermione unpacked her clothes and spent a couple of extremely satisfying hours reacquainting herself with Lucius’ gorgeous body before making her way to the glasshouse and the usual tasty sandwiches and sumptuous cakes and scones. It had been a while since she had last partaken of Narcissa’s favourite way to spend an afternoon, and she found herself looking forward to it much more than she had expected to.
‘I assume you’re happy to have the afternoon blend?’ Narcissa asked, raising the teapot as Hermione entered the glasshouse.
‘That will be fine,’ Hermione confirmed.
She glanced at a wall of beautiful large flowers in shades varying from white through to brightest orange and almost fluorescent pink that she hadn’t seen before.
Narcissa smiled, seeing the direction of her gaze. ‘They’re various types of hibiscus.’
‘They’re beautiful.’
‘They are, but unfortunately, the flowers don’t last for long. They do make a beautiful wall when they’re all in bloom like that, but by next week it’ll be green again.’
Hermione took her usual seat on the sofa closest to Narcissa and added some milk to the tea the older woman had already poured. She noticed that the cake stand was already on the table, so picked up a plate.
‘Today we’ve got cream cheese and salmon and roast chicken and lemon mayo on brown. There’s also thinly sliced cucumber and egg mayo and cress on white. Finally, there’s a scotch egg using quail eggs if you’re interested,’ Narcissa said, pointing out the various sandwiches.
There was silence as the two women helped themselves to sandwiches. Once they were settled again, Narcissa turned her gimlet gaze on Hermione.
‘You were gone for rather longer than we expected,’ she said almost accusingly.
Hermione inclined her head slightly. ‘I know. I hadn’t realised it would take so long but Madam Pince was really excited about the whole library project, particularly the rare books we have here that aren’t available at Hogwarts. She was extremely thorough and we’ve put together an amazing cataloguing system that I think we can all be proud of once it’s in place.
‘I hope you don’t mind but I’ve told her she can come and visit the library once it’s completed. I know she’s dying to see it.’
‘I’m sure that will be fine. After all the trouble you will have gone to it will be good for it to be appreciated rather than just misused by the Malfoys . . . especially when Lucius is only really interested in the erotic section,’ Narcissa said with a thin smile.
Hermione looked down at her plate at the comment although she couldn’t stifle her smile, either.
There was a short pause while the two women both ate several sandwiches and drank their tea. Hermione suspected that it might be because she knew Narcissa far better now, but there didn’t seem to be the awkward and uncomfortable tension between them that had been there at the first tea party when Lucius had left them alone to talk.
‘I have to admit I’m glad you’re back, Hermione,’ Narcissa confided, sounding sincere. ‘Lucius has been completely unbearable for the last couple of days. I think he thought you had run away and weren’t coming back. ’
‘I don’t know why he thought that. I told him I would only leave here permanently if he asked me to go.’
‘But after the argument you had—’ Narcissa pointed out.
Hermione’s face darkened slightly but she sipped her tea, not wanting to start another altercation.
‘I’m sorry we didn’t take your concerns about Draco more seriously earlier,’ Narcissa said. ‘I assume Lucius told you that we had a discussion with him?’
Hermione nodded. ‘Several, as I understand it.’
‘Yes, well, he was a little difficult to get through to but he is finally on the same page. Hermione, I really am sorry about what he did to you. I was so busy worrying that you were going to lead him on that I didn’t consider that he might be the problem and of course, he assured me he had done nothing wrong.
‘I’ve no idea what Lucius’ excuse was but I’m afraid that mothers are always inclined to believe their own children whatever anyone else might say, particularly when it’s something rather distasteful,’ Narcissa admitted ruefully.
‘Draco and I have very different ideas of what doing nothing wrong means,’ Hermione retorted angrily. ‘I nearly hexed him for what he did to me.’
Narcissa’s face was solemn now. ‘I know, and I honestly don’t blame you at all. As I said, I really am sorry that we didn’t jump in earlier.’
‘How do you know he’s not going to do it again?’ Hermione asked. ‘I mean, it’s easy enough to say you won’t, but actually sticking to it is another matter. He seems to turn into a monster the minute he sees me.’
A small smile crossed Narcissa’s lips and a faint look of amusement entered her eyes. ‘If Draco attempts to do anything with you I think Lucius will kill him, but despite that he’s a reformed character now. He’s not likely to come here much over the next few months, anyway, as he’ll be busy escorting Astoria Greengrass to all manner of parties and suchlike. I think they’re going to make a good couple. She’s rich, intelligent and beautiful and she won’t take any nonsense from him.’
Hermione suspected there was a ‘pureblood’ missing from the list of Astoria’s accomplishments but she let it slide.
‘I don’t think I know Astoria. I do know a Daphne Greengrass, though.’ Hermione’s face twisted into a slight moue of disgust as she thought about the bitchy, ignorant girl who had been a close friend of Pansy Parkinson, Draco’s school girlfriend.
Narcissa confided, ‘Astoria is Daphne’s younger sister. She’s a much nicer girl than Daphne. She was lucky enough not to have Pansy Parkinson for a best friend, for a start.’
Hermione looked surprised. ‘I would have thought Pansy would be your ideal match for Draco.’
Narcissa shook her head vigorously, her face stony. ‘Absolutely not. They may be one of the sacred twenty-eight but the Parkinsons have always been crass little upstarts who married their way into society. I’ll be honest, Hermione: I would actually consider taking a Squib into the family if it kept the Parkinsons away from the manor. I think Draco only went out with Pansy because he knew it would annoy us, but he dropped her almost immediately once he realised what a vicious little viper she was.’
‘Strangely, I sort of understand what you mean. I had all sorts of problems with Pansy when we were at school. Originally, I thought it was because Draco was putting her up to it, but eventually, I realised that she just had a really unpleasant personality and couldn’t help but be a real bitch. Between her, Daphne and Millicent Bulstrode there was enough nastiness going on to put anyone off Slytherin girls,’ Hermione sympathised.
‘I understand Draco and Astoria hooked up at that weekend party he invited you to — I think you were right that it was a bit of a cattle market — but he didn’t really consider her properly until after our little talk with him,’ Narcissa told her. ‘I think he realised that he could do much worse than her, especially if he left it too long, and once he realised he was never going to get anywhere with you, he sent Astoria an owl inviting her out to dinner — and the rest, as they say, is history. Hopefully, she’ll keep him busy with various engagements for long enough for him to completely get you out of his system, and the next time he comes home she’ll probably be with him.’
‘It sounds like she’s just what he needs,’ Hermione replied, finally relaxing completely. ‘I knew what that party would be like, especially with all those Slytherin girls there desperately trying to get Draco to notice them. I don’t think he realised what danger I would have been in if he had taken me along. Those girls stop at nothing to get what they want. I remember what they were like with each other at school, and it wasn’t pretty.’
Narcissa smiled wistfully. ‘I would love to see Draco settle down in the next year or so. Obviously, I’d love him to get married and start a family of his own, but just knowing he was settled and happy would be enough.’
‘Well, it sounds like Astoria is a real possibility. You just have to give it time,’ Hermione said.
Narcissa poured them another cup of tea as a house-elf appeared and replaced the now-empty sandwich stand with one containing delicious-looking cakes and pastries.
‘I actually wanted to talk to you about something I haven’t yet discussed with Lucius,’ Narcissa said as Hermione took a bite of a small cake that consisted of chocolate mousse on a dark chocolate cake base with a raspberry on top.
Hermione gazed at her interestedly, wondering what she wanted to say. She didn’t get a vibe that it was anything critical of her or Lucius so maybe it was nothing to do with their relationship, but she and Narcissa weren’t exactly bosom buddies and she couldn’t imagine the older woman confiding in her.
Narcissa took a sip of her tea, then put her cup back on the saucer. With a smile, she said, ‘I wanted to thank you for your efforts to keep your relationship with Lucius private while you’ve been here, Hermione.
‘You know I don’t have a problem with it and I’ve told you before that I wanted you to be open about it rather than skulking around causing gossip but knowing how Lucius feels about you, you could have come in here and taken over — you could have made my life here extremely uncomfortable. Instead, you’ve acted with dignity and discretion and I really appreciate it.
‘I know it must be hard sometimes — Lucius is nothing if not flamboyant and I’m sure he wants you to make your presence better known here — and I applaud you for reining him in. I know it can’t be easy. But to be honest, I’ve misjudged you. I thought you would come here throwing your weight around, the young girl declaring herself ‘lady of the manor’, no doubt buoyed by untruths told by my errant husband. But you’ve shown yourself to be true and loyal and I’ve become very fond of you.’
Hermione looked at Narcissa in astonishment.
Narcissa gave a deprecating chuckle. ‘After everything I said to you when you first arrived it almost pains me to admit that I would be happy to have you as my daughter-in-law if you wanted to go that way with Draco, although I know that’s not going to happen now. I have seen you and Lucius together — I know you try to keep things private but that’s not always possible — and I’ve seen the way you look at him, the way he looks at you. I see the way you act together and I see something between you that Lucius and I never had, even when we first got married and tried to make a go of things.’
Hermione could feel herself blushing as Narcissa talked. ‘I’m sorry if you’ve seen anything you shouldn’t. I have tried—’
Narcissa brushed away her comment with a wave of her hand. ‘As I said, you’ve been far more discreet than I expected.’ Seeing that Hermione was embarrassed she added, ‘Don’t worry, I haven’t seen you doing anything sexual, just some tender romantic moments that made me realise just how deeply you and Lucius care for each other . . . and what a good match you are.’
She seemed to be considering something as she picked up a purple macaron and examined it before taking a bite. Her face lit up. ‘Violet. I love the taste of violet but it so rarely appears at tea tables these days. Neither does rose.’ She pointed to the pink macaron that still sat on the china cake stand. ‘I expect that one is rose if you want to try it.’
Hermione reached out to take the macaron, placing it on her plate before she picked up her tea once more.
‘Hermione, I don’t know whether Lucius talks to you much about the state of our relationship — outside of assuring you that there is no relationship, that is.’ Narcissa studied her for a few seconds, then continued, ‘I’ll tell you a secret that very few people know. Lucius and I didn’t really want to get married but our fathers were keen to see the ancient and noble house of Black and the equally ancient and aristocratic house of Malfoy joined — a strong union that would benefit both families. We both railed against it, of course, but to no avail. That didn’t really make for an auspicious start so it’s not all that surprising that the marriage fell apart, although we did try for a few years — hence the arrival of Draco.’
Narcissa took a breath as if to steady herself, then said, ‘I don’t know if you’re aware but I’ve been having an affair, too.’
Hermione wasn’t sure how Narcissa would react if she discovered Lucius had mentioned it to her. She was loath to lose the new-found friendship that seemed to be emerging so she kept her expression non-committal but interested, not revealing anything. Narcissa gave a small nod as if she had expected it.
‘The gentleman with whom I’m involved was my boyfriend at school — we had actually been hoping to get married until my father and Abraxas Malfoy came up with their bloody awful plan. Instead, I ended up with pretty-boy Lucius and Barney ended up marrying another girl in my year, a wet fish called Letitia Fawley.
‘We both tried to make our marriages work but by the time Draco started at Hogwarts the small amount of affection there might have been between Lucius and me was long gone, and the same for Barney. With Draco away at school and Lucius spending as much time as possible elsewhere doing Merlin only knew what, it gave me a lot of free time, and eventually Barney and I drifted back together.
‘We never set out to have an affair,’ Narcissa said, almost as if trying to assure Hermione. ‘Although I knew Lucius was probably off having sex here, there, and everywhere I was more interested in companionship — someone to talk to. With Draco gone I was lonely. Barney and I began meeting for lunch occasionally — just to catch up, really, but as the years went on . . . well, you know . . . things sort of evolved.’
Hermione nodded to show she understood. Narcissa picked up the teapot and swirled it to judge how much was left in there, then brandished it in Hermione’s direction. Hermione waved her hand to decline the offer and watched as Narcissa poured herself another cup.
‘Now things have moved on again. Lucius has found you, and Barney’s youngest daughter has just left Hogwarts, so he’s decided it’s time for us to move on with our lives.’ Her voice dropped to just above a whisper now. ‘As I said, I haven’t told Lucius yet but I’m going to be asking for a divorce as soon as possible. I don’t expect Lucius to protest, far from it. But I thought you might be reassured to know, Hermione. I can imagine it must be rather unsettling for you being here, with Lucius and me still married and showing no sign of ever getting a divorce.’
Hermione found herself flushing again. ‘I have to admit I have wondered about it. I did suggest to Lucius once that he start the divorce process but he didn’t seem too keen.’ She gave a small, sad chuckle. ‘I don’t think he wants to marry me.’
‘Well, that’s definitely not true,’ Narcissa asserted. ‘Maybe he’s feeling insecure because of your age, worried that you might change your mind about him in a few years. Everyone’s already going to think you’re the trophy wife so he’s probably being careful.’
She saw Hermione’s face turn glum at her words and added sympathetically, ‘He was also probably thinking of me. We may not be romantically involved but we’ve always got on well enough. He obviously knows about Barney and knew he wasn’t going to leave his wife while the children were still at school. Divorce before then would have left me disenfranchised and he wouldn’t do that to me. I am the mother of his son and heir, after all.
‘I don’t think you need worry about Lucius. As soon as he realises he’s free again he’ll make you his wife, I’ve no doubt of that.’ Narcissa smiled at Hermione.
Hermione looked back, her heart pattering at the thought that things were finally changing. She wasn’t as certain as the older woman that Lucius would marry her, he hadn’t seemed keen to commit to that, but at least there was hope. If nothing else, with Narcissa gone she would be the one in charge of Malfoy Manor, and that was a start.
‘So will you be moving away?’ Hermione asked, hoping the question came across as interested rather than pushy.
Narcissa nodded as she swallowed her tea. ‘Yes. Barney’s family have extensive property on Jersey. It’s been a couple of generations since they’ve used the place for anything other than a holiday home, but we’re intending to take it over permanently and restore it back to its former glory. He’s going to let Letitia and the children keep the house in Sherringham while we take advantage of the clement weather and beautiful views.’
‘It sounds lovely,’ Hermione admitted.
‘Once we’re all settled we shall invite you and Lucius to come and stay,’ Narcissa said with a smile.
Hermione felt a small tingle run through her body at those words, at the knowledge that she and Lucius were finally going to be together properly and without a need to keep it quiet some time in the near future.
‘I won’t say anything to Lucius,’ she assured Narcissa.
‘I was really trying to reassure you, Hermione. I will be telling him but I’m waiting to get the all-clear signal from Barney first. He’s got far more to sort out, and although we’re not anticipating Letitia causing a problem either it’s best to wait until things are proceeding properly at his end before I begin the process. But don’t worry, as soon as I know everything’s on track I’ll talk to Lucius straight away and get the divorce underway.’ She considered for a moment, then added, ‘Just think, by the time you finish it the library will be yours.’
‘If Lucius doesn’t decide to enjoy his freedom elsewhere,’ Hermione pointed out.
‘Don’t be so gloomy. Lucius loves you, anyone can see that. He’ll marry you, just wait and see.’ Narcissa indicated the cake stand. ‘Do you want another cake?’
Hermione put her hand on her stomach, giving a slight grimace. ‘No. I’m absolutely stuffed. I’m not sure I’m going to be hungry enough for dinner.’
‘A couple of martinis will soon give you an appetite,’ Narcissa suggested as she reached out to take a mini Victoria sponge.
Hermione wasn’t sure Narcissa was right but felt no need to argue the point with her.
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