"You have to return to work?" Ginny was settled in the floor of Lucius' office, her eyes trained on the parchment in front of her. It had been a week since their little snogging session and while something had markedly changed between them there had been no more physical contact.
Something that made her sad, she just wasn't quite sure how to prompt him into action again. At the moment, however, she was writing another letter to her family, after her first he'd given his word he would allow her to write one a week until they decided what was to happen and go on from there.
She didn't want them to decide, she wanted it to stay the way it was, though she knew that was impossible. She would have to return home eventually, they would attempt to take Hermione- it would be over her dead body that they got her, however.
Which she was more than happy to point out, earning a scowl from the blonde- and silence.
It didn't matter how he felt about her words, it was true, she would fight to the death for her friends, and she knew they would do the same for her. Hermione would never have let them simply walk out with her if she'd been there when they'd attacked.
But thank Merlin she hadn't been! It didn't bear thinking about.
"It would seem that yes, as a member of the Ministry I am required to appear in my office at some point." He cocked an eyebrow as he sat back. Ginny shook her head and glanced to the parchment in front of her, a signature was the last thing required and she scrawled it, rather messily, before standing and plopping the letter on his desk.
"What if they know you have me, will you be okay?"
He blinked, watching her with a scrutinous gaze, of course, she often worried for his well-being, it was a confusing part of her personality that he had come to expect. He hadn't given any consideration to the idea, however, that they may have determined just who it was who had Arthur Weasley's daughter.
Arthur Weasley, who was most certainly on track to be the next Minister of Magic, despite his very disturbing obsession with muggle technologies and lifestyles.
"Come here." He moved his chair so that he was turned to the side with an easy shift and she rounded the desk, chocolate eyes glimmering at him as she came to stand in front of him. So readily she came to him, it was fascinating.
He took her hand in his, pulling her so that she fell into his chest and then shifting her so she sat curled rather comfortably in his lap. She was giggling when he finally settled her, her hands hooked on his shoulders.
"I find it incredibly endearing the way you worry for me." He pushed his head into the crook of her neck and pressed a little kiss to her pulse point. Strong arms were wrapped around her waist, forcing her not to squirm and she groaned, tipping her head to give him easier access despite herself.
"Something is still troubling you." He spoke, not a question and she gave a soft nod, eyes cracking open to stare at him.
"What if Crouch comes back?" Her hand was on his chest and her chocolatey eyes were nearly pleading as they stared into his. He grunted, and much to Ginny's surprise stood with her in his arms and began to walk. She looked around, eyes wide as he navigated their way out of the office, through several conjoining rooms and up the stairs.
He cocked an eyebrow at the strange smile on her face and she only shook her head.
"I don't think anyone has ever carried me like that." She squinted, eyes little slits, Lucius couldn't help the chuckle that bubbled up from his chest.
"Yes, well, perhaps you would have been more pliant had I carried you like this initially." Ginny could feel her face burn bright red and wrinkled her nose.
"Shurrup, old man." He chuckled, blonde hair shifting around his face as she turned her eyes from him, he coaxed her back by pressing his nose and lips to the side of her face and she turned, looking up at him with wide eyes.
"Impertinent brat." He lowered his lips to hers, still holding her up in the long hall, in front of an unfamiliar door.
She knew there was a reason they were there, was well aware there was a purpose to their position stood in front of the door but she couldn't find it in her to care, not with his tongue caressing hers so deliciously. She moaned, an involuntary sound caught by his mouth and he smirked, breaking away from the kiss.
He settled her gently to her feet, his hand motioned toward the door. It looked innocuous, no different than any other door in the hall, in fact it was nearly identical to them all. He turned the knob however and it refused to move, she watched with curious eyes, red eyebrow raised to her hairline.
"Dobby." He called, the elf appeared beside him, looking skittish.
"Dobby is the only elf in this Manor able to access this room, no one else is capable. Take us inside." He shifted his eyes to the elf who nodded, ears flopping and grasped both by the hand, Lucius looked disgusted but said nothing as they vanished with a pop and appeared on what had to be the other side of the door.
"Woah." It was all she could say as she stared across the room, fitted with a small kitchen, a connected bathroom, and a small library.
"That will be all." He glared at the elf who vanished without a word. "This, Ginevra, is a safe room, no one is able to access it without Dobby specifically bringing them in, you are able to leave at any time however simply by gripping the door handle, you will be transported out, to the outside of the Manor."
Ginny was still looking around the room, awed by the fireplace, and the fixtures, and the soft grey carpet beneath her feet. It was by far the coziest room she'd seen yet in the Manor and she looked to Lucius.
"If you like, you may stay here while I am at work, no one will have access to you." She was on him before he had a chance to think, her arms wrapped around him and knocking him back a step before he regained his footing.
She hugged herself tightly to him, inhaling deeply the scent that was him, the one she'd grown so incredibly familiar with over her short time with him. She pulled away, only enough to hook her arms around his neck and gave him a bright grin.
"You are amazing, Luc." He watched her, brow furrowed.
It was true, he was no master of hiding his feelings, though if he were set against this witch he was more than certain he would seem completely emotionless. The way she wore her heart on her sleeve was an endearing quality to say the least, one that could put her in a lot of danger. He leant over her, his hands caught on her lower back, he wanted nothing more than to shield her, to protect her from the fighting he knew was only just on the horizon, the fighting he was instigating.
"Still an old man, though." She gave him a cheeky grin and let go, ducking down at his low growl and scurrying away. He watched her go, across the room where she cocked an eyebrow at him. It was a dare, and he knew it was, and Circe he wasn't young like this anymore- but she made him feel like he was, and it was a struggle but only for a moment before he took several long strides across the room, nearly caught up to her before she jumped launched herself to the left.
She rolled across a luxurious bed to her feet on the other side and smirked.
"Point proven." She laughed when he rounded the bed and made to snatch at her. She tried to roll away again but in an instant he was on her, pressing her flat into the mattress and smirking wickedly, grey eyes flashed.
"You were saying, Ginevra?" She was watching him with wide eyes, a smile painted across her face.
"Now, what should we do to combat this insolence…" He cocked an eyebrow, a playful gleam in his eye and she wrinkled her nose at him.
"Have you considered being a non-combatant, just for a change?" She laughed playfully and he grunted, his fingers trailing up and hooking into her long red hair. Gods it was so soft.
"A lover instead of a fighter then, you mean?" He smirked at the light red tinge that took her cheeks and she gave a soft nod, her eyes sparkling.
"It can't hurt to try."
His head dipped lower, his breath ghosting across the shell of her ear and she shivered.
"I am more than willing to try, Ginevra." His husky whisper made her stomach clench, what exactly had she just instigated?