Chapter one:

A Return Home

Emma Malfoy, she changed her name from Riddle to Malfoy after the Dark-Lord fell. After the war her whole family was acquitted from any illegal activity, except one sister, that sister was Emma's oldest sister, Mrs Scabior. Mrs. Samara Malfoy-Scabior. After that bitch ginger blew our mother up, well our sister lost her wits; she whipped the whole Weasely family out of existence. Too the family this was a grave lost. Emma never talked about her older sister. Emma has not been home since Aunt Cissy died two years and a fortnight, the shock of Bella and Samara was too much for her to handle. Emma bit her lip trying not too crying from the painful memories of the past that she has lost the most two dearest people in her life. She still wasn't over that her sister is gone locked up just like their mother, and Narcissa dead, within one year. Emma sore too herself that she would never step foot in the Malfoy Manor again, and here she is knocking on the door; she felt tears streaming down her face. Not like she remembered it.

Samara's old house elf answered the door " Mistress Riddle we've been expecting you." The house elf said. Emma pushed the house elf against the wall. " How many times do I have too tell you it's Malfoy not Riddle, I have not been a Riddle since my father's death you stupid fucking idiot house elf." What Emma did not realize that there was a Yuletide gathering going on, Sophie coughed and said, " Ahem, dearest do you always have too be so colourful? " Emma blinked the last time she saw Sophie she was a mere girl of fourteen years of age or, almost fifteen her eyes swelled up with joy she hugged her youngest sister who was turning of age any day now. Her hair was still radiant red, her eyes still blue as a glacier. She was wearing nineteen thirties vixen type of dress. She was fully developed. Emma whipped her tears from her eyes. Ophelia and her husband walked in after me, Ophelia could passed for Lucius' daughter, who was now married too Marius Malfoy, our cousin, one Lucius' side. Blood purity is something we take something serious in our house. Emma was not fit too go into the ballroom just yet.

Emma went up too her old bedchambers, as she passed Samara's bedchamber. She looked at the door, she just stared at it, and then she placed her small petite hand around the door handle. She opened the door, and nothing looked as it has been touched since the day that she got married too Scabior. She walked too her Vanity, Her muggle perfume is still there, it read " Chanel Coco Mademoiselle Eau De Pafum." Something about my sister she always had too have the best of everything. Emma walked too her Jewellery box, which was about as tall as she was, she opened it, there was the tiara that she wore for her wedding, it was in shape of small snowflakes. Emma crawled in Samara's bed and curled up into a little ball in fetal position, Emma was balling; she finally passed out from all the crying that she did.

Meanwhile, downstairs the Yuletide party was growing quiet dim. Lucius had still not seen hide or tail of Emma, but he sore he heard her Soprano voice threaten the ruddy house elf. , Which her voice almost sang too him as she opened her mouth, last time he saw his niece was when she was twenty-three, she had too be twenty-five maybe twenty-six by now. Marius and Ophelia walks up too him, Lucius the gentleman that he was took his nieces gloved hand too his mouth and kissed her small and dainty hand. " I hope you are enjoying the party." Lucius said. " Uncle Lucius you always throw the grandest parties, and may I speak too in your office please?" Lucius nodded in agreement. He shut the door behind them and poured himself some brandy. " Yes Ophelia how may I be at service?" he said Ophelia looked down at him and the floor again. She parted her lips " Well it's about Emma she's here and she hasn't been downstairs tonight and this does have me concerned. "

" Right" Lucius said in a terrified voice. " Marius and Ophelia send everybody home and tell them that the party is over. I'm going too look for Emma she's either in my room or Samara's room.

Lucius went up stairs he first went into Samara's room he noticed the door had been cracked open. There she was, she was sleeping, she was in a black skirt below her knee, and quiet the revelling top, sexy but lady like. Lucius could tell she's been crying he kisses her eyelids. Emma was still so very innocent even if she was twenty-five. Lucius picked her up too and took her too her room. He hated any of his girls upset. Who can blame her though? She's not been home in two years. He laid her down her own bed. Her hair framed her face perfectly, as the moonlight hit her face made her look angelic. Lucius went back too his room, tomorrow is Christmas day he thought, Emma's twenty-fifth or twenty-sixth birthday is in two days from now. Lucius got out his formal-robes, and walked over to his dresser where there he poured some brandy, he was not the man that he once was before his beloved Cissy died, before the war…. Before he dropped the prophecy.

Emma woke up; it was still dark out it was not even midnight yet. She noticed that she was no longer in her sister's room, she had been moved; Emma was still in her travelling robes. She changed into a long muslin and lace gown that was a light sage green, with a matching dressing robe, you only could see her feet popping out it was an empire waist dress, she was gifted in her Brest size it was low cut so her breast were almost spilling out. She pulled out her comb, her long honey brown hair came tumbling down. She looked like her mother and her aunt put into one person. Emma had lighter hair then Bella, but she had her mother's wild curls, she didn't have her personality, which that was Samara's area. Her eyes were ice blue, and her skin was as white as the purest of pearls. She was a beauty. She was fully developed. She noticed that there was a candle lit up in her uncle's room as she walked passed it. The floor panel creek as she walked upon it. Lucius was in his bed reading a book, he heard the noise he was curious so he put the book down on his nightstand, and he went down stairs, where he found Emma eating some Christmas pudding in their sitting room, where it glisten by the Christmas presents, and decorations. Where there was a magical charm too play Greensleeves. She looked radiant in her long muslin gown. He sat next too her. " We were worried about you when you did not show up too the Celebration Dear heart." He said with a warm in his own glacier eyes. " I know I do apologize Luci, it's just so many years, not being in this house, and walking by Sammy's door was just so overwhelming for me." Lucius placed his index finger onto her oh so ever soft lips. Emma parted her lips at his touched. "Shhhhh" Lucius said. " You shan't be giving your own family explanations of your mourning. Lucius stood up and extended his arm out too Emma. Though you weren't here that I want too grant our usual two or three dances. She took his hand, he looked at her, and "You look absolutely ravishing Dearest heart." Emma was quiet the lady, she turned her head as she blushed, as Lucius took her into his arms. This is where Emma, laid her feather-light arms onto his body. Lucius took pride into himself; because he made her into the fantastic dancer that she is today. It was Lucius that taught her everything that she knows. She didn't step on his toes once, he thought good girl, too himself. Lucius buried his face in her skin which smelled like Sweet pea and honeysuckle, He also detect a subtle not of lavender, as he traced her jaw line. Lucius was having a hard time retaining himself. He traced her jaw line; he noticed her taste was just as intoxicating as her sent. Her body was begging to be tasted. Two or three hours passed as they danced she laid her head on his shoulder. Lucius bowed, kissed her hand and got some wine. He brought a glass " you look flushed." Has he handed her a class of Burgundy wine. " A beautiful creature like you should be treated too the finest wine in my cellar." That made her giggle, but oh what a lovely sound it was, he relish of hearing it again, at this point he nibbled at her ear, which seems that Emma was ticklish.

The next thing Lucius knew his face was buried into her face, and Emma seem as if she was enjoying it very much indeed. She was moaning into his mouth, as our tongues entwine. Lucius found himself grinding himself against her, soft delicate body. She didn't seem too mind it at all. He could feel her embrace tighten, and at that moment she lift up her leg, he grab hold of your delicious fully developed ass, he finally pull her towards closer too his hard body, he wanted her too feel his arousal as she was the sole reason for it. He felt tight in the chest, because solely of her. He untied her dressing robe as it slide off her body, her finely made muslin and lace sage gown accentuates her smooth curves, which he had admired the most the this fine magical night. He begins too untie her dress from the back, he was kissing her neck and cupping her delicious breast into his hand. He glides off her dress; as it was like a green puddle in of muslin on the marble floor. Lucius picked her up, bridal style; she was in nothing but her black and gold knickers and a matching bra, which make her more delicious then she already was. Once Lucius got too his bedchambers, he lays her down on the bed, he couldn't stop looking at her.

Lucius position himself on top of her, and Emma hungrily sucked his tongue, once more she was making the most, sexy, delicious noises, his hand slide onto her knickers, he noticed that she was not shaven, but she was neatly trimmed, he liked it this way. Natural yet very groomed. He was delighted to find that he arousal matched his. She was soaking wet, and ready too be taken. He dismembered his robes as quickly as he discarded her nice muslin dress had been. Her legs open at the slightest touch of his hand against of her inner thigh. He doesn't he bother peeling off her knickers off of her. His lust was getting the better of him, and for the time being, pulling the delicate fabric to one side that favoured him access too her pussy needs to suffice. Emma begins too stiffen under him as he started too penetrated her, for a brief moment he was too overwhelmed by her tightness to realised that the moan than just had escaped her beautiful mouth was not the one of pleasure. Lucius for a minute or two felt horrid he was stroking her hair and kissing her neck he whispered in her ear. " Dearest heart Emma love, you sweet, yet silly little thing. You should have told me that you were still untouched. I would have been gentle with you. Deflowering a virgin was not a treat he hasn't received in thirty some years.

Lucius tenderly kissed her tears away that were lingering onto her lashes, and whispering sweet words into your ear. While slowly, gently easing in and out of her, waiting and wanting for her body too relax, and get used too him. Lucius did whispered into her ear again. " You do feel so ever good, dearest heart, you are so warm and oh so-very tight." Eventually, she does relax. Emma's eyes flutter shut and her head sinks into the pillow. Lucius slide out of her, despite. Her disappointed whimper. But the sound soon turns into the most delishious little moans as his lips caressed the sensitive skin of her neck. He was going insane, he was going too treat like the Slytherin pureblooded queen that she was. He wanted too be a considerate and passionate lover too her. She was shivering as he was making his was working towards her breast, covering her flesh with small and tender kisses. He massed her breast firmly, through the delicate fabric of her bra, he began too unpeel the fabric away. Giving each inch of them exposed of her skin. He starts a quick lick with the tip of his tongue. When her first nipple was freed, Lucius enclosed his mouth onto her nipple and started sucking at it as if it were the most delicate and sweet Honey duke's had to offer. There is only one thing sweeter, and that my lover was the sounds of pleasure coming from your slightly parted lips he thought too himself. He began let his thumb and index finger replace my lips too tease your now awakened rosebud. While he takes the other into his mouth, as he was rubbing it with his tongue against it until he felt it harden, he heard Emma whimper with pleasure.

Lucius whispered into her ear again, as he was kissing her neck and her ears." Do not fret, my dearest heart. I have not forgotten about the rest of your body, I just could spend hour upon hours on those succulent breast of your yours." He starts too kisses her body, all over your belly, his hands tracing down her sides, her hips were perfectly rounded hips. As he hooked his fingers into her waistband of her lacy knickers, Her scent was still intoxicating, Sweet pea, honeysuckle, with a subtle note of lavender. He could not resist from playing with her clit from her entrance and then back too her clit again. She tasted like an exotic fruit of the Amazon rainforest fruit, for the taking. Her breathing becomes laboured, he closed his lips around her swollen, succulent clit, as he started too suck it oh so very gently. He placed his hands onto her hips from bucking against his face. Lucius regardless always enjoyed the one in charge. So henceforth he would decide what she would get and would not get. He thought evilly too himself.

The next moment he slide a finger deep inside of her tightness, and too follow was a second followed inside of her deepest depth of her ocean, all the while as he was sucking her exotic fruit clit. Her moans and whimpers were turning him on even more then he thought possible. Because of her taste, and her scent and those sweet angelic noises that were escaping her mouth. He was now stroking himself with his free hand, he was trying too following the rhythm pattern with the his fingers inside of her rubbing that sensitive coarse spot deep inside of her. As his fingers was deep inside of her, he started too feel her muscles tensing up around her fingers, he could feel her clit pulsate against his tongue, her whole body was shuddering underneath him. " Oh Merlin Lucius yes, Like that Ah, Ah don't stop love of ye' God's don't stop." Pleasing her like this was the most erotic feeling he could have. He was going off the bat, this right here could send him over the edge, and he was not even an ounce concerned about his own pleasure. He wanted her to come for him, and only for him. He never wanted to forget her fibre of her body underneath his. His slide inside of her again, he made sweet compassionate love too her, " Oh Lucius Ah yes, ah please don't stop, yes!" she screamed as she was hitting her climax. He ever loved hearing every scream, every muter, into his ear, he started to thrust faster inside of her, her fluid in motion, he was burying himself into the deepest depths of her ocean. He let out a whimper; he would not spill his seed inside of her yet. He bit down onto his lip, He knew she was hot and tight, but he now had her contracting muscles around his fat cock, and this sensation was driving him insane he wanted too come inside of her so fucking bad. He kept saying too himself that he Shan't loose control, not yet, he wanted more of her exotic tasting fruit, of her smell, of her noises, he didn't want too stop making sweet passionate love too her. Not that she was finally his.

He was in fact making sweet passionate love to his Emma; he was looking into her ice-cold eyes, which for one had a spark he never has seen inside of those blue eyes. Was a certain spark, brightness? Which made him kisses her passionately again. He was kissing her neck tenderly, whispering sweet romantic words of love into her ear. As his reward he receives a smile, and she looks into his eyes and smiles again, his heart melted, he apologized for the rough way he took her virginity. The last few thrust he was holding her left hand, as his other hand was in her beautiful golden brown hair, her legs wrapped tighter around him, her hand cupped his face. He felt her contact once again he buried his face in her neck and groaned into her delicate, beautiful skin. Next our bodies were numb, and thrashing against one another. He thrust into her two last times, and hitting her special little spot one last time. His seed, sewed into her deep, very deep ocean, her muscles milked him too the very last drop. He collapsed onto of her; her fingers were going through his golden hair. He thought too himself Gods, what a fucking feeling, he has not came that hard in decades. He kissed her hands and her neck and her lips. " My dear hearted Emma, you were the most delicious thing I have tasted in a very long time. Again my Rosebud I am truly sorry taking you so rough." Emma cupped her hands onto his face. " You were perfect, considerate, and I find myself lucky too call you my first lover, I won't be stratified like that as I live I reckon' " Lucius kissed her break the last time he extended her arm as she came too snuggle him up as he wrapped covers around her. That night they both fell asleep hand and hand, he watched her as she drifted too sleep and kissed her forehead, and whispered into her ear " I love you Emma Rose Malfoy, you'll always be my little rosebud."