Hermione snuck out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Being still tired, she couldn't see properly, and the relative darkness that early in the morning didn't make it any easier. Sitting down, she played with the hem of her knickers.
There was a red spot in her underwear. Wiping herself clean, she checked if there was more but she couldn't see anything. Like on autopilot, she washed her hands and returned to their bedroom.
Lucius grabbed her arm and dragged her to him. Swinging his arm around her, he placed a kiss on the mark he had left her yesterday. She was strangely stiff and her eyes stared at the distance.
Pulling away he looked at her. "Hermione?"
She swallowed hard. So many things were going through her mind, but her thoughts were all foggy and obscure, almost like background noise.
"There's blood on my knickers," she said emotionless.
"Allow me."
Hermione offered no resistance as he spread her legs apart.
"That is very little, just a drop. We are going to be alright." He looked her straight into her big brown eyes. "Do you want me to cast a spell to make sure?"
Hermione nodded. There was a yellow light glowing over her belly. It looked vibrant and healthy.
Leaning forward he placed a kiss on her flat belly. "Our little one has found a home in your womb."
A sigh left her lips. She closed her eyes and all the tension left her muscles.
Smiling, she pulled him closer. "That's a big step, isn't it?"
Lucius nodded and her legs wrapped around him, pressing him closer against her. With her fingers, she combed through his long, silky hair. Grabbing strands of his platinum blond hair, she pulled him closer. Hermione captured his lip, greedily kissing him. They were going to be a family. Grinding against him, Hermione needed to feel him closer.
He freed her from her nightgown and proceeded to trail kisses down her bare chest. It tickled and a ghost of his lips lingered even long after his mouth had long moved further down.
Gently running her nails up his sides, he helped him out of his pajamas.
Lucius was quickly back on her. He cupped her breast and pinched her sensitive nipple.
Hermione let out a shriek, but as he captured her pink nipple with his mouth, a tingling sensation built up in her stomach. Looking down at herself, she found that he was oddly beautiful with her nipple in his mouth.
Pressing a finger into her navel, heat pooled within her. Hermione wiggled her legs against each other as if he had found a connection to her center. Rubbing herself against, his crotch, she found him excited. Her own arousal drenched her knickers making the rubbing so much easier.
With her hands on his head, she brought him up to her level. She opened her mouth to allow him entry as their lips met. Their tongues danced and her nails dug into his back. Kissing her older husband, Hermione quickly lost the ability to think straight. His musky scent filled her nostrils and with his dominant presence, it was all too easy for her to melt into him.
Lucius vanished their underwear and positioned himself at her entrance. Their eyes met as he sank into her depths.
She let out a moan as he stretched her inner walls.
Tasting her sweet lips, he began moving his hip. Slowly at first, Lucius gave the petite witch under him time to adjust before he increased his speed.
Hermione was breathing heavily as his thick shaft teased her delicate insides. His big hand squeezed her plump butt as he thrust into her. With his face buried in the nape of her neck, she felt every breath he took. His warm breath tickled against her sore skin.
Thrusting into her with more power, he nudged against her cervix. It wasn't painful, but rather enticing.
Hermione couldn't keep her eyes open any longer. She was gasping for air and seeing stars. Her muscles tensed, holding onto him with all her strength. She needed more. She needed him closer. Electrical jolts went through her spine and her inner walls were milking him.
He was so hot and huge inside of her. Hermione was about to cry. It was too much. This was going for so long, she needed a break. She felt so exhausted, but Lucius kept pushing into her. Her muscles spasmed and let out a loud cry as her orgasm hit her. With her long nails, Hermione scratched over his back. She was terrified of falling into a deep hole.
Lucius kept thrusting onto the little witch to let her ride the wave until it was too much for him and he spent himself into her, grunting loudly. Gasping for air, he wanted to roll off her, trying not to crush the petite witch, but she held him in place with all her strength. He bonelessly fell on top of her. Panting, he clumsily stroked over her cheek.
"Wow," Hermione breathed. A smile covered her face. "This was amazing."
Her chest rose and fell rapidly. A blissful smile covered her lips. She pressed a kiss on his forehead. "You know, this is the first time I've come without Calming Draught. I'm getting good at this."
Lucius smirked at her. "I stopped slipping you it after we found out."
She burst out laughing. "You're impossible."
"You wound me. Did you really believe that I would drug my pregnant wife?" He rolled to his back, holding her in his arms. "I ought to get dresses," Lucius said, petting her back.
Hermione allowed herself to rest a little before standing up. Since she was going to spend the day inside, studying, she saw no point in getting dresses. Still in her nightgown, she went to the study and spread out her books.
With so much to do, she needed to be clever about where to begin. There was simply not enough time to read all of the books completely, so she had to focus on the most important points. Which in term would be easier if she knew which chapters were considered important. Luckily, some concepts were explained in multiple textbooks, making it very clear that they were indeed fundamental.
Hermione was grateful for her additional muggle education, she had at least the basics of math, physics, and chemistry down, but there was still so much to do.
She lost track of time as she wrote down her notes. There were so many interesting bits of information, that it was hard for her not to fall into the rabbit-hole of reading the book cover to cover.
It wasn't until she went to the bathroom, that Hermione realized how tired she was. Needing something to eat, she realized that she had to get dressed after all.
Lucius had his wand drawn. Twigs broke beneath his feet and it was so humid. With a Diffendo, he cut through the thick forest. It was loud, but he couldn't see any animals.
Lucius had no idea what they were hunting for. At his estate in Wiltshire, he would have shot a pheasant or a rabbit by now, but here in the jungle, he was fine with just being alive and unharmed.
He would have preferred to stay in bed and devoured his young wife again and again, but bonding and having a personal relationship with one's business partners was crucial to score good contracts.
"You were a different witch's the last time?" Desta inquired.
"Narcissa, my last wife, and I have mutually agreed that it would be better if we went separate ways. We divorced quietly, there was no need to cause a media spectacle," he explained.
"I like her. Your last wife was far too lenient with you. A man needs to be kept on a tight leash."
Lucius let himself fall back. He was the head of the noble house of Malfoy, a powerful wizard, and an accomplished businessman. No one would keep him on a tight leash especially not a teenage girl who was also a classmate of his son's. He was his own man.
As they crossed the jungle, it got lighter and lighter. Following the light, they stumbled upon a clearing. There was no greenery for as far as his eyes could see. Muggles were digging up the ground with manpower and machinery. There was a massive hole in the ground and tons of yellow earth.
Curiously Lucius watched the worker sid through the mud with shovels. They were assisted by an excavator which shovel moved dangerously close to the young men's heads.
They were approached by an older man. He was wearing a massive gold chain around his neck and the diamond ring was quite the eye-catcher.
This wasn't what he had come for, but since the opportunity arose, he and Desta were negotiating prices for gold and diamonds. Here at the source, he was able to get a much better price than anywhere else.
The only problem was that Lucius didn't carry enough muggle currency with him nor did he have any guns or ammunition to offer. He pretended to retrieve money from Desta's bag while she watched his back. Lucius discreetly cast a duplication-spell and the one 100 dollar bill he had turned into bundles of paper.
After facilitating the trade, they walked to the nearest settlement. While Lucius wasn't too worried that his scam would be found out since his spells generally hold up rather well and he had put the muggle under a Confudus, just to be on the safe side.
He still didn't want to linger at the mine for longer than necessary. They had to walk quite a bit until they could see a forest lush enough to disapparate. A man walked up to them carrying a monkey and something bigger out of the jungle.
"A duiker," the man explained.
Lucius didn't know what kind of animal it was, but they had set out to go hunting hours ago and couldn't return empty-handed just because they made a lucrative business deal instead. Desta was interested in the monkey, but Lucius had a feeling that Hermione wouldn't appreciate it if he supported poaching.
With a small nugget, he acquired the duiker. The animal had brown fur which reminded him remotely of a deer. As it looked herbivorous, he thought it was a safe choice.
Hermione made good progress. For the first time in months, she was in her element. As most of what she was studying was new to her, it was a thrilling and exciting experience. Even after hours, she didn't really felt tired of it.
Hermione still had to leave the tent every few hours to grab a bite to eat, but she made sure that she left her desk only briefly. When she finally did need a longer break from her studies, she remembered the book she still had to translate.
Because Hermione had co-authored the book to begin with, she was familiar with the content and translating it became a simple manual task with the aid of translation charms.
After the second chapter, it itched her to get back to her studies. There were so many things she hadn't known about membrane potentials and cell-walls. Bit by bit, she was peeling off the various layers of a world previously unknown to her.
It didn't bother her that she was still no closer to understanding why she was a witch. Hermione realized that this was a good thing. It meant that she had picked the right subject to study if she was way more interested in the process of learning something new about it rather then seeing results.
The only bummer was that she didn't have enough time to prepare properly. Hermione had spent a lot of time reading up on the magical world and Hogwarts before actually boarding the Hogwarts express, but she couldn't do the same with genetics or coming to Japan.
And failed those tests? What was she supposed to do then? The last thing she wanted was to admit defeat to her husband. Maybe she could self-study in the university library and he would never know...
