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Secret Bliss	By : InfernalParadise Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 7080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Lucius and the rest of Harry Potter don't belong to me. They are J. K. Rowling's creations. Unfortunately. As for the rest - only Vivienne belongs to me. You'll find out in a later chapter what she truly is because I didn't want to give it away so fast. This disclaimer goes for all future chapters as well. Besides, I'm making no money off of this.

I already posted this story a long time ago, but recently moved it to the appropriate section that hadn't been existing when the story was posted for the first time then. Thank you to everyone who reviewed at that time, and especially thank you Lukas for having shared your thoughts and opinions about it with me, for having shared a wonderful time with me then, and most important, for having returned to those times again. I'm so glad we're (still) friends, no matter what happened, and I truly if not deeply appreciate you both as an unique person and a wonderful friend. Du bist des Todes, Julius... aber das wei�t du vermutlich eh! ;)

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My first and only HP fanfic so far, so please, please review!!! There's more chapters to come if anyone likes the story. My Lucius is based on Jason Isaacs because after forcing myself to actually finish reading the fifth book I got kinda annoyed at the book series and decided to rather stick to the movies.

As for now - enjoy... ^_^

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Chapter 1

Late Night Tantrums

The love Lucius Malfoy and I shared was more than just good sex at night (and sometimes during the day when Lucius� time allowed it). I had the man any woman � witch, mudblood or simply human � would want to get laid by just for once, and I had everything of him. I received winks, gestures, knowing smiles, true laughs and desperate tears. Above anything else, however, I received a wonderful love that was nearly unimaginable considering the arrogant, powerful and ruthless wizard he was. And the craziest thing was: That was exactly why I had fallen for him in the first place. But that had already been two years ago and given the fact that I loved him more and more every day and got his love in return, I didn�t wonder bout it anymore. Well, at least not that often anymore. He had turned out to be someone other than what I had expected him to be, and I had turned out to be something other than what he had seen in me at first. And it was astonishing that both things hadn�t killed our love, but let it grow even stronger, decorating it with trust we put into each other without any requests.

It was long after midnight when Lucius finally came to bed. I was still up although I had promised myself to only read five more pages, but somehow I had gotten stuck on this stupid book. Finding me lying on my stomach, feet wagging in the air, Lucius stopped and didn�t say a single word until I looked up.

"What?", I asked slightly surprised.

He merely smiled. It was one of those smiles that expressed the answer "nothing". Seeing he obviously wasn�t a big talker tonight, I returned to my book. A few more lines later, however, I felt his gaze on me again.

"Alright, what?"

"What makes you think there is something?", he wanted to know while he started undressing slowly.

"You�re staring at me."

"Well, enjoying the view. Nothing more."

Shaking my head with a quiet sigh, I shut the book. Sometimes he definitely was on the brink between flattering a woman and annoying her. And he damn well knew it.

"I�m not naked."

"Obviously not."

"You know there�s this saying that a man only enjoys a woman when she�s naked."

"I know."

"And?"

He raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Do you agree?"

"Maybe�"

He was testing my patience again by answering little if at all � one of his favorite games. But this time I wouldn�t play with him. So I simply opened my book again and continued reading. Lucius didn�t show his surprise although I knew he hadn�t expected on me ignoring his little game. He was a master at hiding his true emotions.

"Nariel Priondale offered me spending a night with her this afternoon", he suddenly said like he had done a remark about the moon outside.

I looked up from my book. His face didn�t show anything, but the fire in his eyes betrayed his controlled behavior.

"She promised me anything I want", he finished with an almost cruel smile.

"Now, really? Mr. Malfoy, you�ll be known as "the wizard who laid any woman in London" one day", I simply replied and received an arrogant smile in return.

"Definitely."

The book would have hit him at a very special part of his body if he hadn�t let it disappear the moment it left my hand.

"Now, now� it�s not very polite to throw items at a Malfoy. And surely not without danger."

"You are such an arrogant, self-absorbed bastard, Lucius!"

"Really?"

He smiled dangerously before he lunged forward, wearing only the elegant, black pants that were part of his suit. Instinctively � and although I knew he wouldn�t ever truly harm me � I brought up my wings and wrapped them around myself. Nearly as fast as my movement, he grabbed the end of my left wing and closed his fingers around it. I stopped dead in my tracks, knowing I would risk a painful experience otherwise.

"Don�t", I said.

"I couldn�t � even if I wanted to", he answered softly and the tone of his voice reassured me that he wouldn�t ever want to.

There was a strange silence between us before Lucius released my wing and looked at it for quite a long time.

"They are beautiful", he finally said.

"They make me a monster."

"No."

He reached for the wing again and stroked it gently like he would do with a pet. It caused a strange feeling inside of me. No one had ever touched my wings like that before. From the look on his face I could tell that this was new to him as well. He had been getting to know most of my different, possible forms meanwhile, still this was something else.

"The only magical creatures having wings are dragons and demons. That�s also one part that makes them monsters."

Lucius grabbed my face with both of his hands.

"Wings are a symbol of freedom, Vivienne. They symbolize power and pureness."

"Let�s swap � you take them for a week and then we�ll talk about it again", I said, trying to turn my head and look away, but Lucius was faster. His lips came down on mine before I had the chance to escape him. He moved them to my right ear, his warm breath brushing over my skin.

"You are beautiful", he whispered, and his voice caused my body to shiver, "Perfect. And no wings could ever change that."

Our lips met again, his tongue begging for entrance I wasn�t able to deny him. Slowly my wings disappeared again and Lucius took the opportunity to slide his hands across my body. It was strange, but every time he did so, I suddenly understood all those other women who wanted to be touched by him like that badly just for one time. I couldn�t suppress a little laugh. Lucius raised an eyebrow and slid one hand into my hair.

"What?", he asked quietly.

I blushed slightly and it was obvious he guessed what I had been thinking. A grin appeared on his face.

"One day you�ll have me wearing a collar to put on a leash, I�m afraid", he faked a sigh, "although I wouldn�t even bother to be treated like that if you asked me right now."

"I�m not as sadistic as you, Lucius."

"No, apparently not", he flashed me a smile before he captured my lips again, this time pushing me gently backwards while doing so. When we parted after a while, both panting, he closed one hand around the back of my neck. The grip was firm, but not painful.

"You want me to be sadistic?", he asked, his voice suddenly serious.

"Would you want to?"

He closed his eyes for a moment as obviously memories of the past rushed over him. When he opened them again, I saw pain. It hurt. As much as it hurt to see him cold and far away from me sometimes, it also hurt to see him like that. Maybe just because it didn�t fit with the arrogant, proud image anyone � including myself � had in mind when it came to Lucius Malfoy.

"Forgive me, Lucius. I didn�t want to bring up old memories."

I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his body pressing against mine in an almost desperate move.

"You didn�t", he sighed heavily, lying his head on my shoulder, "From now and then they return and I can�t chase them away."

His skin was warm under my fingers, nevertheless they found their way into Lucius� hair. I couldn�t quite explain it, but I admired his hair. It was soft, like silk, and I loved to play with it whenever I got the opportunity to do so. And although he wouldn�t ever admit it, I know Lucius was pleased by the thought that I considered his hair beautiful. After all, he was a man.

A cracking noise startled both of us. Lucius turned his head and threw Xerxes an angry look that didn�t bother the black cat at all. With a little sound he simply sat down on the floor right before our bed and waited.

"I thought I made this clear", the tone of Lucius� voice was menacing, "This room is forbidden for you as well as my office and the library."

"The library?"

I frowned.

"Lucius, he�s been sitting on the book shelves since his first day here."

"And I�ve been forbidding him exactly that since the very first day here!"

His voice slightly raised, letting both Xerxes and me know that it was not the time for contradicting him. I sighed annoyed and looked down on Xerxes who sat there still, not caring at all about Lucius� saying or the way he looked at him as if he truly considered killing the cat in a most painful way.

"Alright, you heard him, Xerxes", I got up and lifted him up, "Master is in a very bad mood tonight and I highly doubt you want to end up dead."

I carried the cat towards the door and put him back on the floor. His expression changed to a deeply offended one before he hissed at me.

"Listen, it�s not my fault. But you know him � it�s better to stay away when he�s that pissed. Besides, I�m sure Helvetia still has some of those chicken legs in the kitchen downstairs."

Glancing at Lucius a last time, Xerxes left the bedroom, wearing his nose higher in the air than usual. He was � to say the least � extremely pissed. With a big sigh I closed the door behind him, before I returned to the bed. Lucius tried to wrap an arm around me like nothing had happened when I climbed in, but I shot him a glance that made sure it was better if he didn�t. Obviously frustrated he waved his hand to put out the lights. I moved as far as possible to the right side of the bed, pulling on the sheets because it was starting to get cool without them. Four seconds later, however, they were drawn from me again and I heard Lucius growling. Another few seconds and the little power game started off into round two. Absolutely pissed by now I sat up, lighting the candles in the room with my fury.

"Fuck off, Lucius!", I snarled at him. No doubt it was rude, but that man drove me to the edge of my self-control. Lucius threw the blanket at me, his eyes flashing menacingly.

"There you go! All of my former mistresses weren�t as bitchy as you are!"

That was it. Not just that it hurt to be compared to the endless series of his ex-mistresses, no, I simply had had enough of him that very moment. While throwing the stupid blanket back at him, I got out of bed and stormed towards the door. Almost in an instant, Lucius was up and smoothly moved between me and the only way to get out.

"Where do you think you are going?", he demanded in an intimidating tone. Intimidating surely, but not with me.

"Out, you arrogant git!"

His hands gripped my wrists in a painful way as he swapped places and pressed me forcefully against the door. With another dark glare he locked the door magically, using a spell I didn�t even hear him speak out loud. It was not always necessary to carry a wand when you were Lucius Malfoy.

"You will leave this room when I tell you to", he made clear growlingly.

"I�m not one of your mistresses or whores. Now let go of me or I�ll make you regret this dearly, Malfoy", I spat his last name out in the most contemptuous way.

He smiled maliciously.

"I�m really looking forward to seeing you do so�"

My pupils turned yellow. It was still creepy to only feel, but not actually see how parts of my body were able to obtain animal forms. And obviously I wasn�t the only one considering it creepy, because even if Lucius still took a hold of me, I saw him flinching. He wasn�t afraid of any animals I knew, but I also guessed that he hadn�t ever stood that close to a wolf before � or at least the eyes of a wolf for the rest of me was still human.

"We both know who has more� let�s say abilities, Lucius. Do you honestly want to try your luck?"

His hands released my wrists almost immediately. It took him a few more seconds until his former arrogant, menacing composure returned. Meanwhile I felt my pupils changing back into their normal weird color, somewhere between brown and green. I leaned against the door behind me, taking in Lucius� appearance. Tall, handsome beyond belief, proud, blond, only dressed in long, black pants, and angry because of me. In a fit of desire and admiration � and clearly a bit of incompetence � I lunged forward and pressed my lips to his, while I grabbed the side of his neck with my right hand. It took Lucius absolutely off guard but he melted into the kiss, when I forced his lips gently apart with my tongue. After a rather passionate kiss, he withdrew slightly and looked at me.

"I�m a fool to risk losing that", he admitted, scowling himself which was very rare about a Malfoy.

"I don�t think I heard you, Lucius."

Defeated he wrapped his hands around me and leaned in until our foreheads met.

"I�m a fool. And I ask you to forgive me for my inappropriate behavior."

"You ask me to forgive you?"

"I beg you to do so�"

Fool or not � the last time Lucius had voluntarily begged me to actually forgive his frequent outburst had been months ago. Chances to see a nearly extinct creature such as an unicorn were bigger, no doubt.

Not giving me much time to waste another thought on it, Lucius crushed his lips against mine. The unexpected impact pressed me back against the door which I was sure had been Lucius� intention. He loved having the feeling of power and control over me although we both knew it wasn�t as real as it seemed to be in other people�s eyes. His hands left my hips and slid under my shirt, desperately trying to get it off. Finally Lucius simply ripped roughly at it and tore it apart without any word. I had gotten used to his dealing with most of my clothes.

"Not another one", I mumbled against his lips, though.

"I�ll have a repairing spell for that afterwards, as usual", he assured me with amused voice.

"People would think you rape me the way you treat my clothes."

"You wouldn�t protest me raping you if I asked you right now."

A wicked smile appeared on his face that seemed to glow with bliss.

"Alright then, Mr. Malfoy", I wrapped my legs around his waist and unlocked them behind his back, "Rape me."

He gave a gentle laugh when he carried me back to the bed and carefully laid me down. With a small gesture of his hand both our pants disappeared. Lucius was even more beautiful when naked. The flickering candlelight did amazing work on his pale skin and the strong features of his body. He was like a dark, menacing God that damn well knew which reactions he gave rise to others. My hand reached out for his hair that fell softly over his shoulders. Lucius smiled at my movement as he always did when I showed my admiration for him so obviously.

"You are so beautiful", I whispered, when his lips touched mine gently.

"So are you� even more", he replied, "I love you, Vivienne. I love you so much I can hardly find words for it."

He lay down on top of me and buried his head in my neck. I wasn�t able to move for a moment while I repeated his last words in my mind over and over again. It sounded so good that it made me laugh.

"What?", Lucius mumbled while planting kisses on my neck and shoulders.

"Say it again�"

Frowning he looked up and grinned knowingly then before he started moving his lips down my body.

"I love you."

"Again�"

"I want you."

"Just one more time�"

"I need you."

"And?"

"And", he had reached my navel at this moment, "I know that you�re ticklish there."

I nearly jumped at that notion and grabbed his hands just right in time.

"Don�t even think about it, Lucius!"

"Guess how many women told me the same and didn�t succeed, Vivienne", he grinned at me.

"Thousands I�m sure. But guess how many women knew that you�re ticklish at your sole, Lucius�"

That argument was convincing enough. I had found out about this particular spot by chance during giving Lucius a massage in the bath tub and had subsequently nearly drowned him then because of my sheer joy.

He lay back on top of me and stared into my eyes for a while, before he leaned in and kissed me in an almost kitschy, romantic way. Another kiss and he slowly entered my body. His thrusts were slow, still exactly aiming for a certain spot inside of me that made me sigh contently. Lucius smiled against my lips and kissed me again, this time passionately. My hands wandered over the warm skin of his back, feeling the strong muscles beneath them, before they moved into his blond hair. When I touched his left ear, I received a soft moan in return that was rewarded a few moments later with the same sound of my own because one of Lucius� hands had moved down on my breasts. It was amazing how well we knew each other to cause great pleasure with only one little touch. I tensed when I felt my climax nearing and Lucius closed his eyes, moaning softly.

"Almost there?", he whispered and kissed me deeply when I merely nodded. A few seconds later and we both climaxed so intensely it made us cling to each other like our lives depended on it. I felt Lucius� body pressing against mine when he planted a loving kiss on my forehead.

"I love you", I said, trying to catch my breath again.

"I love you too."

He sat up to grab the blanket we had been fighting about earlier and covered both of us with the black silk. My head rested on his chest while his fingers played with my hair. We obviously seemed to suffer from a strange fascination with each other�s hair.

"I won�t be working tomorrow", Lucius suddenly said and put one arm around me.

"What are you going to do then?"

"Having dinner with you. I already ordered a table for us at the "Golden Saloon"."

"I just love the food there."

"A fact we have in common."

"And afterwards?"

"I considered taking a long bath. Who�s turn is it to give massage?"

"Yours, Lucius � it�s yours most of the time but you always say I�m wrong."

He pretended to be deeply offended by my remark.

"A Malfoy is never wrong."

"Of course not. And if we forget the embarrassing story about Draco getting "deadly" injured at school and especially the one about muggle inventions, one could really say a Malfoy is never wrong."

With a fake growl Lucius rolled me on my back and pinned my hands over my head. Then, however, he had to laugh as he probably remembered both events that proved that even a Malfoy wasn�t immune to going wrong. Finally he released my wrists to rest his head on my belly.

"How many women can say they had Lucius Malfoy lying on them like that", I asked when my hands glided through his blond hair.

"No woman. And to prevent you from further questions � there weren�t any women I made love to like that, either."

"I should feel special, then."

He turned his head to look at me.

"You are special, Vivienne."

With a movement of his left hand the candles went out, leaving us in darkness.

"Are you dreaming about me when you dream?", he asked and there was a strange curiosity in his voice.

"You�ve never asked me such questions, Lucius", I replied, putting my arms around him and feeling him snuggling up to me. A conversation long ago reminded me that he had told me he never ever dreamed except for nightmares in bad times.

"I know."

"Then why are you doing it now?"

"I�ve been dreaming about you lately. So I was wondering if you do the same about me as well."

"I do."

Then it hit me. Did he truly say he dreamed about me? And did he say he actually dreamed?

"What are you dreaming about me, Lucius?"

Even in the darkness I could feel him smirking.

"A lot of things you wouldn�t want me to tell in public."

"You pervert!", I smacked him slightly across his shoulders and laughed.

"I have to admit, though, that some of those dreams are really interesting� inspirations", he added after a while.

"Feel free to use them."

"I will, don�t worry."

He placed a kiss on my belly and rested his head on it again.

"I love you, Vivienne."

"I won�t tell anyone, Lucius."

A faked desperate sigh escaped his lips.

"And I was already fearing my reputation�"

"I know. I love you. You know I do."

"I do. You show me every day."

"Not to forget the nights�"

"No, how could I?"

"You�re grinning, Lucius � I can feel it."

He moved so he could kiss me lovingly.

"You know me too well, Vivienne. Goodnight."

"Night. Oh, and Lucius?"

"Hm?"

He had returned to his former position on my belly.

"Don�t dream of me all night � I don�t want you to be exhausted tomorrow�"
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