Title: Ruined
Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Lucius/Hermione
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 207
Summary: Crookshanks must really hate Lucius.
Notes:

Harry Potter Christmas Collection Competition: Prompt Used - (word) Fireplace

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Chocolate Frog: Kneazle – Silver – Include Crookshanks the cat in your story.


Hermione and Lucius laid on the rug in front of the fireplace. His hands lazily rubbed her stomach as Hermione kissed his neck.

Her hand moved down his chest to his trousers, and she lightly squeezed the bulge that was already forming.

He groaned. "This is definitely the way to spend a night."

She laughed. "I'm glad you approve." Her lips left his neck to trail kisses to his chest and down his torso, where his stomach muscles clenched and unclenched at every touch of her lips.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was ruined when a very annoying cat, in Lucius's opinion, jumped between them.

Hermione pulled back in surprise. "Crookshanks, what are you doing?"

Lucius panted and forced himself to not bang his head against the floor in frustration. "Destroying my fun," he supplied.

Hermione glared at him and cuddled Crookshanks. "You okay?"

"I'm not," Lucius whined, his erection extremely uncomfortable in the restriction of his trousers.

Hermione ignored him as she scratched Crookshanks behind the ear.

Lucius sat up and looked at the scene, realizing he was very much forgotten. He glared at the cat and could have sworn the cat was smirking at him.

He exhaled noisily. 'Crookshanks has effectively destroyed the night,' he thought resignedly.