The next morning Lucius woke up starving, but with a smile on his face. The little Mudblood that should be weak and good for nothing was going to Tango with Evil Voldie, give him warm food, and also teach him some basics of the use of muggle contraptions.
He was giddy, yes I said it. LUCIUS WAS GIDDY.
He hopped out of bed, put on some black jeans and a white t- shirt. "Time to tango, Voldie," he said. He walked out of his room and headed to where the girl who was going to save his stomach slept.
"Granger, get up, I'm hungry," he said with a knock on her door.
Hermione got up, and walked to the door. The door opened, and out walked a tired- looking Hermione in a long t-shirt.
"I cannot wait for a good warm..." Lucius stopped talking in surprise. "Are you wearing my shirt?"
She just looked at him.
"Your son sent me here with no clothes other than what I was wearing, so yes, this is one of your shirts. Don't worry; you can burn it when we get off this island." And with that she pushed past him for the bathroom.
When she got to the door, she turned to him one more time. "I'll meet you in the kitchen in 5 minutes," is all she said before closing the door behind her.
Lucius walked into the kitchen and saw an apron sitting on the counter. It was pink and said I slaved over this stove all day and all I got was this stupid apron. He grinned. "This must offer some sort of protection. I've seen people prepare food in these before. The color is awful but I need more protection than she does. Evil Voldie already bit me once." And with that thought, he put on the pink apron and sat down to wait for the stove slayer.
Hermione walked into the kitchen to see the great Lucius Malfoy wearing a pink apron.
She didn't laugh at first. "Are you ready to start for the day?" It was taking everything she had not to die of oxygen loss from holding in laughter.
Lucius looked himself over. "Oh, I forgot," he said, and pulled out a leather strap to tie his hair back. "Can't have my hair in the way when we head into battle."
And that was it. She couldn't hold back any longer. She lost it. She laughed for 10 minutes straight, tears in her eyes and a few snorts here and there as she tried to catch her breath. She almost thanked Draco for sending her to the island. This one morning would be worth it all.
She finally calmed down, still giggling here and there, but she was much better then a few minutes before. "I was thinking bacon, egg's, hash browns and toast. Does that sound okay?"
Lucius shook his head yes. He was excited. "WARM FOOD!" was the little thing that bounced around in his head.
Hermione walked to the stove and set some pots and pans on it, collected what she needed, and called Lucius to her side. "Okay, lets get stuff ready before we cook." She reached in the cabinet and pulled out a bowl and four eggs. "Now, watch closely or you end up with bits of shell in your eggs. Hold the egg like this," he was with her so far, "now crack the egg against the rim of the bowl."
She raised her egg and brought it down in one, swift motion. The egg cracked and she let the contents fall into the bowl.
Lucius watched carefully, and he followed her directions exactly.
It worked. He cracked three whole eggs by himself, and he was proud. He'd defeated the tricky eggs and he was happy.
Hermione showed him how to scramble the eggs, added a bit of cheese and sat it next to the other things. "Okay, Lucius, now we cook." She walked over to Evil Voldie with Lucius right behind her, literally.
He didn't want another bite from that thing so he was going to stand behind her for protection.
She sat the pans on the stove, turned the burners on and set to cooking, Lucius watching in amazement.
Evil Voldie wasn't attacking her. She must have some power over the thing.
She made the plates and they sat to eat.
Lucius hadn't been this happy in weeks.
They finished and she started to show him the other muggle contraptions, like this thing she called a microwave. She showed him the tools that were used for cooking and basically everything he needed.
By the end of the morning he was feeling smug. He'd learned how to survive a kitchen, and most of all, Evil Voldie was defeated.
Hermione wanted to explore the island a bit, so she changed into the jeans and tank top she'd arrived in. As she reached the door, Lucius came up behind her. "Where are you going?" he asked.
She turned to him. "I want to explore the island a bit and visit the lagoon for a swim. You can come with me if you want."
Pleased to have company, Lucius quickly agreed and they set off.
They explored for a couple of hours, not finding anything of much interest. So, they decided to head to the lagoon for a swim.
Lucius was thinking to himself how wrong it should be for him to get along with someone like her. To his surprise she was intelligent, good looking and brave. Everything he liked in a woman. Granted, she was only his son's age, but nonetheless, he felt smitten with her already.
They reached the lagoon, and it was wonderful. It had a shallow end, a deep end, a small waterfall and a basking rock in the middle. Without much thought, Hermione stripped down to her bra and knickers and walked into the inviting water, leaving a stunned Lucius on the bank with an increasing throb in his boxers.
Taking her instruction, he stripped to his boxers and went into the water with her.
They both swam around for a while each exploring the lagoon on their own. Lucius, bored at not having Hermione talking to him, started looking for her. He spied her lying on the basking rock. His mouth went dry. Her eyes were closed, and water and sweat shone on her body from the light of the sun.
He swam to the rock and climbed up next to her. He took in every inch of her body. She was stunning.
I've got to say something to her, he thought. I'll probably get smacked, but what do I have to lose? It's not like she can leave or anything.
"Hermione...you are absolutely stunning," he said.
She smiled at him. "You're not so bad yourself, you know," she replied with a grin.
Being who he was, he reached out and started to caress her leg. When she didn't pull back immediately, he thrilled inside. Maybe this island won't be so bad after all, he thought. Scooting closer, he bent down to kiss her. It was a soft kiss, a testing-the-waters kind of kiss, and suddenly, she kissed back.
The passion was building, they both could feel it.
As badly as Hermione wanted to continue, she knew she would not let it go any further than light exploration. They kissed and caressed for hours, but did nothing more...
YET.