Chapter Four
It was finally the hour of arrival. The train stopped at Lizard Point and Hermione could see the dragons wait outside on the rocks with riders and dragon herders taming them with whips and saddles. People bustled out of their compartments with luggage and house elves in tow. Draco and Luna had already left her compartment in such a rush she was scared of stepping outside alone. But before she could, Lucius hurried inside her compartment closing the door behind him. ."I apologize for Narcissa. Did Bellatrix hurt you?" he asked. Hermione looked up at him surprised at his concern. "She scared me, but didn't harm me." she answered.
Lucius sat her down quickly and stood in front of her as he asked, "Then my last question is why did you mention Igor Karkaroff during your nap?" His eyes were demanding as his lips pressed together in anticipation. Hermione froze from fear of that name. "Why...it..it's a long story. We best be going..." she tried to stand back up but he pushed her down by her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "You tell me exactly why you mentioned his name. The way you said it was out of fear and loathing. So that tells me you're not a pure-blood if you were attacked by him. Now tell me the truth or I will not let you get off this train without every death eater here knowing you are not who you say you are."
Her eyes widened from the threat. Lucius stroked her chin and said coolly, "I won't hurt you if that's what you're thinking. I want to know exactly what happened with Igor. And then you tell me who you really are. Understood? I'll keep my word that if you tell me, I will get you safely off this train and back home where you should be."
"Alright....but please sit down so I can tell you. It's hard for me to talk about it." she whispered. Lucius stroked her cheek and sat across from her with the perfect posture. Taking a deep breath she felt her eyes water when her lips parted to say, "When I was at Hogwarts during the Tri-Wizard Tournament, I dated Victor Krum. Because of this, his headmaster would wait and hide around every corner...and grab me. He'd...he'd try and touch me. When it came down to the third task, he raped me in a public girls bathroom...(crying miserably)... while everyone was out watching the tournament...I hate him. He threatened he'd kill my friends if I told anyone...please please don't tell him I said anything." she looked up at him whimpering in pain. Lucius was surprised by this. He leaned towards her to comfort her but took it back to say, "Tell me who you really are now."
Hermione winced at the tone in his voice and said through clenched teeth as her tears poured out of her eyes, "I'm Hermione Granger...I just wanted to go to a ball. That's it, honestly..." Lucius froze from her answer and said slowly, "Her...Hermione Granger. The mudblood from Floourish and Blotts my son insults on a daily basis? Why....how did you even get word of this ball? You don't know any pure-bloods associated with us....how..." he stopped when he she tried to make a run for it from the compartment. He stopped her with the twitch of his wand. Freezing her very movement. Lucius stood up to stand around in front of her. He analyzed her hair color and her clothing. Then said softly, "You'd make a beautiful pure-blood. I'm sorry for placing that charm on you. I wasn't done questioning you. But I guess that's pointless now. You won't say more out of freewill since you think I'd kill you, Now, where were we on our little deal. Ah yes, I'm suppose to take you home now." He lifted his wand and stroked her lips with the tip of it.
Hermione was now able to speak, but only where she lived, "164 Abbey Rd, London." Lucius smiled and told her, "Now I want you to imagine your home clearly. We're going to be apparitioning there." Hermione felt tears run down her cheeks as she thought of her bedroom at home. Her nice warm brown blankets. The bookshelf filled to the brim for her every need. The smell of her candles next to her bed that carried the sent of cinnamon and vanilla. How peaceful and comforting it was. Now he's going to rape me...please somebody help me!
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She felt the pop of her body arrive in her bedroom standing next to Lucius who had been holding her around the waist. He released the charm done on her body but froze her lips from speaking. "If you scream, I'll personally kill your parents and anyone who hears it. Hold your tongue." He released her lips from the charm and let her breathe. She fell to her knees and grabbed at his legs begging in a whisper, "Please don't hurt them!" And please don't rape me. Lucius bent down to hold her in his arms. He stroked her hair with his fine black leather gloves and whispered, "I would never do what Igor has down to your body. But I only threaten you now so you won't doing anything rash. Do you understand?" He moved her away from his shoulder to look back into her eyes. She nodded for his consideration and breathed a thank you.
Lucius moved to stand and look around the room. There was a poster of a black cat with French literature surrounding it. Along with romantic pictures of couples holding each other and kissing romantically. Hermione rubbed her shoulders and looked down at her dress shoes a little embarrassed. Lucius had been standing in front of the bookshelf when she asked, "So now what?" He turned around with a book in his hand and said, "I wish you weren't a muggle-born. There would be so many possibilities." Hermione wanted to prove to him she was something worth while. Feeling her mind go crazy and wanting to feel sexy under his eyes like she had earlier; she began unbuttoning her dress. His eyes were still looking at her book collection, as the dress slipped past her thighs and down to her feet. She used her wand to enchant the strings of her corset and let it fall to her heels. All that was left was her underwear. She left that there as she covered her breasts with her arms. "Yes...all the possibilities." she said it in a tone that whispered seduction from her lustrous lips
He turned around from the bookshelf to see what she meant. She slowly moved her arms away from her breasts and set them on her hips. Her hair was taken out of the bun and swayed around her shoulders. As she turned around so he would only see her back, she looked at him over her should to show off her bum.
The book in his hands fell from from his fingers. He slowly walked towards her and picked up her dress and corset from her feet. He helped her step out of them completely and tossed them aside. Then he gracefully placed his leather gloved hands around her waist and began kissing her shoulders. "Innocent freckles and soft skin. You're breathtaking Hermione. And not someone I'd force to make love to." he whispered. Hermione flinched at his last sentence. To calm her, her wrapped his arms around her and held her against his chest. She felt the fur cuff of his collar across her shoulders from his black trench coat. A few cold metal pendents chilled her shoulder blades as he embraced her. (She was up to his chin.)
He leaned down a little to whisper in her ear, "You're a wonderful beauty...." she turned around in his embrace and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She looked up at him and whispered with her eyes, "Give me the kiss of dreams." He smirked at this and leaned towards her lips. The instant they touched he parted her bottom lip from the top. Cherishing her top lip with a sweet suckle then gently wisping his tongue at the edge of her lips. He was bating her for her tongue. She let him win, and gave him just a snatch of her taste. The kissing was sweet and subtle. Lucius stroked her back as he tried taking off his gloves.
When the kissing was getting deeper and he could taste her full tongue, she started slipping his coat over his shoulders. He let go of her quickly and parted lips momentarily to take his coat off completely. Quickly going back to her lips as she began unbuttoning his burgundy silk shirt. She felt his smooth chest under her fingers and began slowly moving the shirt past his shoulders underneath. He tugged off the cuff links and grabbed the back of her thighs. Hoisting her up around his waist.
Before taking her over to the bed he breathed through her kisses, "I'll show you what it means to make love by feeling beautiful every minute of it."
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Meanwhile, Narcissa and everyone arrived at the ball in feverish excitement. She felt depressed that Lucius wasn't there and began taking up every chance a cater walked by with red wine and champagne. When the music began sympathizing the romance in the evening, Narcissa began strolling around half drunk to find her son Draco dancing alongside his partner for the evening. Not caring for the world she found someone standing alone and decided to ask for a dance. The boy was her sons age and a complete klutz.
As the two danced she asked, "What's your name handsome?" The boy stuttered and said meekly, "Ron" Narcissa giggled and said, "How cute...ha, Ron." And past out drunk as a skunk into his arms.
Author's Note: WOO! Ok so that got a little dirty. I was trying to portray Lucius as insulting, but he's a bit of a gentlemen with Hermione when he threatens her. I can't portray him as really mean. But I will later on. I've been researching a lot of things, because I haven't read the books in a while and I forgot a few things. So please review because I hope you enjoy this chapter. I've been taking my time a little more so I can improve what i'm writing through the plot and to help make the chapters better. :)