So sorry for the long delay, I've been trying to finish up one of my other stories, and editing the one that I am putting up after that. Once the other story is finished, this one will be my main priority. I'll try not to go so long without an update next time...but thanks for all the feedback, I'm really flattered.

Chapter 26

Lucius watched Hermione sleep most nights, she glowed and was beautiful. He found most women beautiful when they were pregnant, even when he was a Death Eater, he would not go after a pregnant muggle woman. There was something about the light of creation that surrounded a woman, that made most people respect them, want to touch them. He couldn't wait for her belly to start growing, Lucius' hand laid on her stomach and she instintively moved closer, the female wanting to be closer to them male that got her pregnant. He wanted her.

Moving on top of her, almost straddeling her, he undid her her nightshirt and kissed and then fondled her breasts. Hermione moaned, responding to his touch, she was slightly awake now and felt him take off her night pants and underwear, then his tongue in her core, his large hands grasping onto her hips, sexually feasting on her.

Lucius let Eric participate as well, both of them feeling her touch and she could tell Eric was there too, his voice was that of two men now and it was strangely erotic. As he laid on top of her, Hermione looked into the eyes, it could have been the illusion of the light but he seemed to have one green and one gray eye...before she could question, his lips were on hers, tasting herself. She moaned in his mouth as he plunged in, "Hermione..." The duel voice was still so erotic.

Hermione felt his grip...their grip tighten around her, she was locked in their embrace, unable to move, but she didn't mind. Lucius was speaking french to her, while Eric would speak Italian as they kissed her neck and shoulders. Suddenly the familiar explosion between her legs came, her back arched as she let out a scream of pleasure, but they were far from done. Hermione had forgotten that Eric would have her cum three or four times before he stopped, sometimes Lucius would but not as often.

Tonight they were satisfying her, the mother of their child, worshipping her body.
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Hermione was treated like a delicate flower, she was still not allowed to go out on her own because they were in a different country and Lucius didn't want her unescorted. She found herself reading in the library most of the time and exercising so she wouldn't get fat before her time.

Where was that book? It seemed to disappear, it had to be somewhere. Hermione got up exhausted from thought and the book she was reading wasn't really that entertaining, so she went to get another one, but as she put the other one away, the one next to it fell and it seemed to shimmer..."huh?"

She picked it up and looked it, it seemed to be under some kind of spell. "Reveal," the book slowly turned to it's normal title...it was the books he was looking for! "OH GODS! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" Hermione jumped up and down. She wondered why Lucius would be so clumsy as to put it in the library though? It must have been a last minute thing, however, he did put it in a section she wasn't really interested in...hiding in plain sight, made sense. The door started unlock, "SHIT...infinite incantum." The book turned back to the old spell and she quickly put it away.

He walked through and found her standing in the library with a book in her hand, then walked towards her with a smile, "how is my future mother doing?" Lucius petted her stomach.

"I'm alright.."

"Did you take a nap?" Hermione shook her head, he frowned a bit, "you need your rest."

"I will...," she said softly. Lucius almost growled, not out of anger, but out of lust. Lately he had found her so 'appealing', Hermione glowed and it seemed to turn him on to no end. The man was like a bull, constantly wanting to make love. He moved on her and grabbed her arms. "Lucius...?"

"I think we need to go upstairs," he seemed to hiss softly as he bent down, holding the side of her face to his nose so he could smell her...she always smelled of lavendar... Then, picking her up, he took her to the bedroom. This time he was rough with her, flipping her on her stomach and taking her from behind, he went deep and Hermione almost couldn't take all of him this way, but Lucius hung onto her hips so she couldn't move as he pounded away. He screamed out finally and nearly collapsed on her, forcing her body down, then twirled her on her back...Hermione squeaked. Again on top of her, Lucius nuzzled her, "I couldn't stop thinking about you today."

"Why?"

"I guess I'm excited about the child, a new life...," he hissed through his teeth again in excitement as his thighs forced her legs apart. This was Lucius happy? "You are intoxicating when you're pregnant, although you were irresistable before that," he purred.

All Hermione could think about was the book...
...

Lucius was wrapped around her little finger now, giving her anything she wanted, though she never wanted much which he actually found funny because Narcissa was the complete opposite. He would cuddle and coddle her and would read to her...but all Hermione could think about was the book.

She hated it, suddenly feeling like a bad person. Lucius was happy, but then she remembered that it was at Eric's cost. Again she went into the library and found the book...there had to be a way to get Lucius out of Eric's body...

As Hermione read, it seemed to prove futile, the book was huge and it read like stereo instructions half of the time. Of course, Lucius got it...he's had years of experience with magic. Her head ached and she was hungry...again. The house elves made sure she was taken care of, Lucius had given them strict instructions that if she looked tired, she was to sleep, if she was hungry, she was to eat healthy food.

"Miss...miss...you need to eat," the little house elf, bangle, seemed to be in tuned with her. The female house elves seemed to always know when their 'mistress' was hungry, tired, or not feeling well while pregnant. That's because they deliberately 'tuned' themselves into their mistress's body, so that they could cater to her better. Hermione had been craving pizza lately...and brownies, but Bangle would give her healthy substitutes instead...which weren't bad, but they didn't quite hit the spot...well, at least she wasn't hungry.

Hermione put the book away and was tired too. Bangle quickly fed her and then made sure she took a nap. She slept for a long time and she had her dreams again of Harry, why was he visiting her all of a sudden? He wanted to see how she was doing and seemed worried that she was pregnant, "I didn't mean to get pregnant, Harry...what do I do now?"

"I don't know..."

"Do you still love me?" Hermione felt so silly asking that question.

"Of course! I'm just worried that if you don't take care of Lucius, the future will be bleak for you and the child. He hasn't stopped his dark ways, even with this so-called 'new life', he'll end up ruining Eric's future too...you have very little time and the condition that you're in really weakens you."

She started to cry, "what do I do! I feel so lost without you..."

Harry held her, "we'll be together someday...and then we can start over...we'll find each other again and then we'll be happy. I'll wait for you, I promise."

Hermione blinked her eyes open and found that she had been crying in her sleep, she wiped the tears off of her face and looked at them in suprise...was Harry real? Of course he was...watching over her again, warning her again. It was too late to go back down to the library, Lucius would be home any minute. She would just have to trudge through it and try and find a way. But she was just so tired now...
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Lucius had been practicing his dark magic again...he didn't want to delve that much back into it again, but as always, it was tempting. He had it all...his Hermione, a baby on the way...and a new body with a many years of experience inside. Experience was a good thing, expecially when you wanted to do things that were questionable and didn't want to get caught. Lucius had plans for he and Hermione, great ones, to be the richest family in the wizarding world, to retain power like never he had, to secure a future that would never be challenged.

Other women had made passes at him, but he never wanted them...that came with it, women who were attracted to men with power, but he honestly loved his little mudblood and knew that if he ever did such a thing, she would leave him forever...she was like that, not that she'd get away, he would never allow her to leave him, at least he and Eric agreed on that. Obtain and keep Hermione at ALL costs...

When he came home, Hermione didn't come to the door again...had she overslept, then Bangle came to the door, "MASTER! MASTER! Something is wrong with Mistress!"

"Where is she!" Lucius snapped.

"Bedroom, master," Bangle squeeked.

He lept up the stairs as fast as he could...Hermione was sleeping but her breathing was very shallow. Feeling her hands, immediately he could tell there was a curse on her...one that he put on something of his thinking she wouldn't find it, it was meant for intruders only...some of his books, books he hid in a certain part of the library, books he thought she wouldn't touch! How could he be so stupid! Trapped in the house all day...she must have been bored, he must have taken on Eric's foolishness along with his body! Oh Gods! The baby!

"Hermione!"

She shook her head slightly, "Lucius...I'm...so...tired."

He picked her up and headed to the hospital. The emergency healers took her and questioned Lucius, who of course, claimed he didn't know exactly what happened, that he had many old object in the house, family objects that might have had protections spells on them...that she was possibly moving things around. They believed him and to his relief, she ended up back to normal and fine, it was only a mild case, most likely from touching something but not for very long.

"I suggest you remove any QUESTIONABLE objects, family or not, just in case they have old spells we can't counter," the head healer eyed him and walked off.

Hermione was finally let out of the hospital the next day but she was still made to rest, Lucius took the day off to be with her but wondered exactly WHICH book she touched, "Hermione, do you remember which book you read in the library? Did you touch any objects around the house or in my den?"

"I remember picking up a book...but I don't remember which one, I was bored," Hermione was lying through her little teeth but if he found out...all hell would break loose.

He sighed, "I'm afraid I'll have to move everything out of the way. I can't take the risk with you being pregnant."

Hermione's stomach jerked, if he moved everything, how could find the spell! "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to do that...but...you haven't stopped practicing have you, your dark magic, I mean?"

Lucius looked nuetrally at her, he didn't want her to know, but that curse confirmed it.

"I see," she sighed in disappointment, then rolled over on her side so as not to look at him.

This pissed him off. How dare she judge him like this! He grabbed her and put her close to him, his grip painfully tight, whispering in her ear, "let me tell you something! I use that very magic to protect you, myself, our baby, and this house, which is why you are kept in it! You are not to question what I do..."

"I nearly DIED from it, that's ALL!" Hermione snapped, her eyes squeezed tight with pain as Lucius tightened his grip.

"I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM IT! I don't want you hurt..."

"There are ways to protect things without hurting people...but that's all you know, isn't it? What happens when the baby is born and starts walking around!"

"You think I'm that stupid! Trust me, I've thought ahead.."

"He won't practice dark magic, Lucius...I won't allow it," Hermione tried to get out of his grip, only for him to flip her on her back and straddle her slightly.

"DON'T YOU TELL ME WHAT OUR CHILD IS GOING TO DO!" he was loosing his temper and looking quite fierce. "This is my home, and everything in it belongs to me...including you!" Suddenly, Lucius's head jerked back...Eric was stopping him, the duel voice came back, "DON'T YOU DO THIS TO HER!"

His grip loosened and let go, Hermione moved away from him and curled up in a corner with a large pillow over her. Finally, Eric came through, he was struggling to contain Lucius...Eric had gained power while laying dormant...

"Hermione," he sighed, but looked sad when she cringed from him. "It's me,Eric...you're safe."

"Eric?"

He nodded and they held each other..., "I'm so sorry, he kept pushing me down so I couldn't come through...but I found a way, he's still fighting, I don't think I can contain him for very long, but long enough to calm him down. I was so afraid he was going to hurt you.."

"ERIC!" Hermione wrapped her arms around him and started to cry, "Eric..."

"You were...playing with a book?" he gave her such a look that she knew what he meant...the soul retrieval book, the book that could release him.

She nodded, "yes...it got me very sick though. He says he's going to put all those things away for my safety."

"I guess that's a good idea, I'll be sure to help him find good spots," again...another look...a hint, if he knew where the books were...

"Yes, I suppose."

Eric laid her down and kissed her gently, holding her tightly...then Hermione felt it, his aura changed, his grip became much tighter..."Lucius?" she whispered softly.

Hermione felt him nod, "yes..."

Nothing was said.

"I'm not happy about what he did, Hermione..."

"He did it because he thought you were going to hurt me..."

"I woudln't have hurt you..."

"You do dark magic, Lucius...sometimes, you don't know when to control yourself," her voice was matter-of-fact.

"My dear girl, I know I have a nasty temper...but I have control over everything I do, don't underestimate me..."

"Fine."

"I think you need a night out...get some fresh air, you've been trapped in this house for too long. I will take you out to dinner, perhaps dancing?"

"Alright."

"Good...now, what to dress you in..."

This was so humiliating, he was dressing her like a doll, but she let him. It's not like she had much say. The night went well, though she noticed women staring at her husband, he didn't seem to notice and when she was asked what was wrong..Hermione told him the truth.

"My dear, Hermione...are you jealous, actually jealous over me?" Lucius purred.

"I don't know..."

He only chuckled, "I'm glad you finally are...but don't sell yourself short, you're glowing and many men have turned their heads. After you went to the ladies room...I'm afraid I had to threaten a man."

"You didn't..."

"No...I didn't have to, he got the message. Come, my love...let's go home and make it an even better night," he took her hand and then practically wrapped her in his robes like something out of a vampire movie, and apparated to their villa.