Lost and Found

Hermione cursed under her breath and walked back to hide behind the wall only to bump into something warm and solid. She gasped and made to turn around when large hands wrapped themselves around her waist, holding her there.

"Who are you hiding from?" a deep voice drawled from behind her right ear. His warm breath made her hair tickle her skin. She knew that voice.

"Ron." She whispered, keeping still as Lucius Malfoy pulled her closer to him. She resisted a moan from the warmth of his tall frame behind her.

"Why?" he whispered back, closer to her ear and Hermione froze but felt her palms sweat. She tried to discreetly wipe them on her clothes and them placed them over Lucius'. The skin was surprisingly soft while his hard knuckles protruded from underneath. She dared a glance at them and saw lots of thick blue veins over the top of his hands and trailed her fingers over them gently.

"Do you really care?" She asked, placing her hand firmly over his, which was still resting on her stomach, the other was on her lower abdomen.

"No." his mouth brushed her ear through her hair and Hermione gasped. "I don't care about the Weasley."

Without any warning Lucius spun Hermione and swept her off her feet into his arms. There was no one else around as he moved further away from Ron and Harry. Hermione took the chance to look at Lucius, at his cold blue eyes, his platinum blond hair, his soft lips, his high collar, his-

He opened at door nearby and backed into it. A light came on but Hermione didn't see how he did it. They were in a rather large storage closet with a small bed in one corner but before Hermione could ask about it, she was being pushed onto it by the handsome man before her. He seemed to loom over her with his old-fashioned attire and his tall stature.

"I've seen you staring, Granger and I've noticed how womanly you've become and I think something needs to be done about that, don't you agree?" he said, slipping out of his overcoat and shirt and every item of clothing he had on all while never taking his eyes off hers.

Hermione nodded, looking at every inch of him her eyes would allow, focussing on his impressive lengthy dick, protruding out from his body, almost begging for her attention. "You're going to fuck me." she said. It wasn't a question, it was a statement and almost felt like a demand. She really wanted him to fuck her.

Lucius smirked. "Oh, yes. Indeed I am." he strolled over to her and stood almost foot to foot. "But you're wearing far too much clothing." With a swipe of his wand all of her clothes had vanished and reappeared in a cluster on top of his. Hermione shuffled back onto the bed, not feeling self-conscious but confident as she opened her legs wide for him but Lucius was shaking his head.

"All fours, Granger." he swept his wand over his head once. A silencing charm. She did as he demanded, turning over and leaning on her elbows instead of her hands. "Good girl." he murmured and Hermione moaned softly, feeling the cold air on her pussy as it grew wetter at his voice. He chuckled softly as the bed curved inward for his weight. He positioned himself between her legs and she felt a cold hand trail lightly over her folds. She arched her back, closed her eyes and moaned again softly. "You're so wet. Is it all for me, Granger?" a pause. "Answer me." his dark voice demanded.

"Yes. It's all for you, Lucius." she said softly and a finger found its way into her wet, wet pussy and pumped slowly but enough to elicit another moan from her. Her body tried to grind on his finger and he slipped another finger in, pumped a couple of time and shoved a third in. Hermione moaned slightly louder with each new finger and with each new finger Lucius pumped them in and out of her harder and harder, the wet squelching sound getting louder and louder each time.

He stopped but before she could complain he had shoved his dick inside her, her wetness making his thick length slide in. He still stretched her and they both groaned but he gave her no time to adjust and thrust his hips harshly into her. Hermione relaxed the front of her body into the mattress, not caring that it smelt stale and dirty but her head was pulled back up by her hair, wrapped tightly around Lucius' strong hand. She moaned at the sudden pressure.

"Oh, Merlin." she gasped, feeling herself get wetter, if that were even possible.

Lucius pulled her further up so that his face was right next to her ear. "My name is Lucius. Say it." he growled into her ear. Hermione moaned and tried to say his name but it came out as more of a gasp. "Louder. Say it, Granger." he said louder. Hermione's heart pumped a little faster and she found her voice.

"Lucius!" she called, forgetting about the rest of the world, forgetting about the silencing charm. "Oh, Lucius." she said softer, eyes closed, gasping into the hot, stale closet.

"Good girl." he hissed into her ear and pushed her head down forcefully into the mattress and fucked her harder still.

But then he growled again, pulled out of her and flipped her on to her back. Hermione stared up at the red-faced Malfoy and a rush of lust ran through her. Lucius pulled her legs onto each of his shoulders and entered her again, without any warning and resumed fucking her harshly, slapping his body into hers, desperate to get all of him inside of her.

"So wet." Lucius gasped, looking down at her. "So filthy." he whispered. "And it's all for me." he held her gaze and without a doubt she knew what that look meant.

"All for you, Lucius." she said and it was true. She had never been this wet, this aroused for anyone else before.

He sped up and growled and groaned and that alone drove Hermione off the edge. She called out his name as she rode out her orgasm, arching her back up and clinging to the rough blanket. She moaned as she came down from each wave and when she finally opened her eyes again Lucius was smiling at her, huffing with the effort of the fucking that had not stopped or slowed while she came.

"Now this is for you, Hermione." he spoke softly and held her hips down as he poured himself into her, closing his own eyes and throwing back his head. He whispered her name and a shiver ghosted over her hot skin, making it cold for a second or two. It sounded so much more intimate and sexy than if he had called it. She watched him, gasping from her own release as he came down from his, letting each delicious drop of Lucius Malfoy's come fill up Hermione Granger.

Lucius' thrusts came to a halt and he gasped for breath and smiled down at the young witch, not with smugness but with affection. He leaned down and kissed her lips deeply and slowly and Hermione's heart raced again. She pulled him closer and thrust her hips up into him, wanting him to fuck her again already.

Lucius shook his head. "I have to go." he told her and slid out of her. She sat up and his come came out of her too but she didn't really care. "I hope we can do this again some time, Miss Granger." he started to pull on clothes and smiled at her again. She tried to smile back but the abruptness of his departure left a hole somewhere inside her.

He glanced over at her with concern on his beautiful face. "This closet has a lock, by the way." he told her. She simply nodded, crawling under the covers and laying down. She suddenly felt very tired.

Lucius then surprised her by planting a soft kiss on her cheek before leaving and locking the door behind him.

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I'm not sure if I should continue this or not. Leave a review and let me know what you think, please.