AN: Okies, the 'bad stuff' as I so colorfully put it will be in this
chapter, and the story shall be moved up to the 'R' rating. So, now, if you
don't want to read it, I suggest you click the X at the top of the screen
and go find some kiddy stories. -.-' And this is going a rather long
chapter.
Adien: Thanks for the continual review support. ^_^ Cozy: Thanks for reading the story although you know nothing about HP. ^.~ Amber: Thanks for your little critiques, I appreciate them...I think...
One more thing, my 'bad' stuff can go from being very mild, to very intimate, so there. :P Alas, I have no idea how this story is going to work out...
LAST WARNING: If you do NOT like explicit scenes, turn back now!
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Chapter 6 Change of Heart
"What do you mean?" Lucius snapped, tightening his grip when he felt Aurora cease to struggle beneath him. "I had someone tell me that they wish for something, and I told them I would grant their wish," Aurora replied sweetly. "I bet you can guess who that someone is."
Lucius almost let go of Aurora that instant. "Draco," he said, more of a statement than a guess. Aurora smirked. "Very good, Mr. Malfoy," she mocked, "I thought your beauty made up for the brains." Lucius glared down at her. "You don't seem to remember that you're at my mercy," he sneered. Aurora laughed. "And you think that will stop me from fulfilling my duties?" She giggled.
"Pray tell," Lucius said, "what this wish of Draco's was?" Aurora shook her head. "No," she said, "you must obey my commands, and then, only then, will I tell you." Lucius seemed insulted. "What?! Obey 'your' commands?" Then, he moved to get off of her. "I think my son hit you too hard."
Aurora laughed again, her sing-song voice making Lucius close his eyes and sway, like he was suffering. She stood up from the bed, realizing that she was as tall as Lucius. "Do you love your son?" She purred, slowly approaching the sophisticated figure. Lucius looked at her in disbelief. "You think not?" He snapped.
Aurora shook her head. "I know not," she replied. Lucius stiffened. "My son is very precious to me," he said, straightening his posture. "Then, why don't you show him that?" Aurora countered harshly, stepping right up to Lucius, putting her face right before his.
Lucius stared at Aurora with a hurt expression, almost like he had been hurt by her words. Aurora returned the stare, trying to read the expression in his grey eyes, but his gaze dropped to the floor. "I...I don't know how," he finally replied in a whisper. Aurora's eyes widened. "You don't know how to love your son?" She cried. "Sh!" Lucius snapped, the fire back in his eyes.
Aurora sighed. "How about this," she said, reaching up to hold Lucius' face in her hands. He didn't flinch, or remove her hands from his face, only stared down at her. "How about, I teach you how to love your son, so that I both fulfill his wish and help you at the same time?"
Lucius blinked. 'No,' his mind said, 'she's just a pathetic girl. A pathetic...yet, rather attractive girl. Oh, bloody hell, why not?' He stared down into the innocent amethyst eyes of the 'angel' before him. "Fine," he said, "do what you must." Aurora's face almost seemed to shine. She said nothing as she pulled Lucius towards her and kissed him.
Again, he did not protest, or fight what Aurora was offering him. He allowed his mouth to open, intensifying the sudden kiss, and Aurora seemed pleased with his reaction to her action. When she pulled away, she kissed his forehead. "You have passed the first test," she whispered.
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Harry ate slowly during breakfast the next morning, continuously glancing at Draco and sometimes even staring. He was seething with anger at the fact that Draco had harmed Aurora, and he planned to confront the blonde about it.
'How?' He thought, still not knowing. He still thought he should be allowed to beat the crap out of Draco.
"Potter," said a voice.
Ron and Hermione, who had not noticed Harry's silence, ceased to speak as all three of them turned to face Malfoy, Crabbed, and Goyle. "Yes?" Harry spat harshly. "I believe you wanted my attention?" Draco replied. Harry blinked in surprise. "How did you know that?" He asked. Draco smirked. "It was pretty obvious from the way you were staring at me, either that, or you've taken a new affection for me," he replied, making Crabbe and Goyle snicker as Draco pretended to swoon.
Harry's eyes narrowed as he stood up. "I don't see how you'd care anyway," he said, making Draco lose his smirk. "What do you want, Potter?" He snapped. "I would like to have a little chat with you, Malfoy," Harry replied, turning to leave. Draco began to follow, but Crabbe and Goyle were coming too.
"No," he said to them, "I'm going alone."
He met Harry out in the hall and was immediately thrown against the wall. "Why'd you do it?" Harry snarled. Draco smiled thinly. "Do what?" He asked innocently. Harry pushed harder against Draco's chest and Draco winced in response. "You know what I'm talking about," he hissed. Draco lost the smug look on his face.
"My father," he replied.
"What?" Harry asked.
"My father," Draco repeated.
"Your father made you do this?" Harry cried increduously. Draco nodded. Harry released his hold on Draco. "Why?"
Draco shrugged. "He told me to do it and I obeyed. What else was I supposed to do? Say no and get my face slapped?" He asked. Harry's eyes narrowed. "It probably would've been better than what you did to her," he said in reply. "Still, why did you do it?"
"I wanted to please my father, I wanted to get his compassion!" Draco cried. "Don't you understand? That's what I was trying to tell you on the train!" Harry's gaze dropped to the floor, a sudden pang of guilt running through him. "Don't worry about it, Potter, there's nothing you can do about it." Harry looked back up at Draco and was about to say something, but Professor McGonagall appeared through the doorway of the Great Hall, accompanied by Snape.
"Mr. Potter," she said, then looked at Draco, "Mr. Malfoy." Draco and Harry looked at each other. "What are you two doing outside the Great Hall during breakfast?" Draco and Harry looked up at the tight-faced professor. "Harry was asking me a question, Professor," Draco replied. Harry blinked at the sound of Draco using his first name.
"Really?" McGonagall asked. "And what question was that?"
Draco and Harry looked at each other once more. "If we wanted to go visit Aurora again today," Harry blurted. McGonagall and Snape glanced at each other. "Come with us," McGonagall said, walking past Harry and Draco with Snape following her.
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Aurora woke up in a strange room, trying to remember how she got, and where she was exactly. When she sat up, the strange black sheets falling off of her, she realized she was wearing a beautiful white robe. Actually, the color white made her cringe, but since it made her quite pleasing to look at, she wore it anyway.
As she sat up, she noticed that Lucius Malfoy was sitting nearby in a black armchair. He was sitting very straight and stiffly, and he was reading. Either he knew Aurora was awake, or he had really bad eyesight. Aurora, however, only stared at him until he folded the book shut and looked at her.
"Can I help you?" He asked. Aurora blinked in surprise. "Yes, I believe you can," she replied, taking another glance around the room. "Where am I? And how did I get here? Why am I here? Why am I dressed in 'this'?" Lucius' mouth twitched as he hid an amused smile.
"One question at a time, please," he purred, standing up. "I cannot tell you where you are, I'm not at liberty to, but I can answer your other questions. I brought you here last night, after you collapsed into your bed, asleep. You're here because I agreed to let you 'teach' me how to love my son, and I dressed you in that robe." Aurora let out a soft gasp. "You dressed me?!" She cried.
Lucius' face remained expressionless. "Is it such a crisis?" He purred softly, drawing closer to the bed that Aurora was in. Aurora was now a lovely red color and looked away.
"Are you going to teach me or not?" The cold voice asked. Aurora closed her eyes and nodded, still disturbed at the fact that he had dressed her, but she got up anyway and stood before the blonde man. "Lesson number one," she said as she walked up to him, "is to find the obstacles that are getting in your way of loving Draco."
Lucius sighed. "And how," he said, "am I supposed to do that?"
Aurora smiled as she placed an arm around Lucius' neck and put all her weight on him, making him support her. "Think," she said, "why can't, or actually, why won't you love him?"
Lucius looked away, his jaw clenching. "It's not in my nature," he replied.
"It's not in your nature?!" Aurora cried. "It's in every father's nature to love his son! Tell me the truth!" She reached up and grabbed his chin in her hand. In anger, Lucius' hand snapped up and grabbed her wrist, her began to wrench it away from his face, but stopped and let go of it, and Aurora realized he knew himself the true reason why he didn't love Draco.
"Because my father never loved me," he whispered, his gaze moving as he turned.
Aurora felt bad at her interrogation and sighed. "Let me put it this way," she said, "to love Draco, you have to know what he wants."
"I already give him what he wants," Lucius muttered.
"Not like that!" Aurora snapped. "Not material things. You have to show him emotion. Do you want to love him?"
"Yes."
"Alright, now tell me, how do you think you're supposed to love him?"
Lucius blinked and looked away. "You tell me," he finally whispered.
Aurora sighed, feeling like she was failing her attempts to cure Lucius of his lack of love. She finally reached up and took his face into her hands, forcing him to look at her. "Let me show you then," she whispered, moving forward to kiss him.
Lucius reached up with his own hands to hold Aurora's soft face. Her skin was so light, so soft, so smooth, he just wanted to sink his teeth into it and caress it. Aurora let out a slight moan as Lucius took authority over the situation and intensified the kiss, pressing his mouth harder against hers, and thrusting his tongue further into her mouth, exploring every inch of it.
Then, he broke the kiss, moving down to suck at her neck, his hands massaging and caressing her skin as they moved down her neck and further down. He nibbled softly at her skin, making Aurora giggle at the sensation, but as one hand stayed on her shoulder, the other moved down at caressed her breasts softly, squeezing as his thumb brushed her nipple, making Aurora gasp in surprise.
His arousal was becoming evident, and she was sure they both knew. Lucius stopped nibbling at her neck, and began to place soft kisses on it instead. His hands left her body and began to undo the front of her robe, and she did not protest. He helped her remove her arms from the sleeves, the fabric dropping to the floor in silence.
Oh, she was an angel indeed, her body did not deny that. Lucius' eyes swept over her, looking at her well defined figure, her snow-white skin, her amethyst eyes silently pleading for him to take her into his kiss again.
Lucius wasn't ready yet.
He reached up to undo the clasp of his robe and let it fall to the ground, then he removed his black silk shirt, so that he was now bare chested. His pale skin was no match for Aurora's skin, and he felt slightly inferior to this. He approached Aurora now, even though his pants still covered his body, and swept her into another kiss, his arms snaking around her body.
Aurora pressed herself against him, feeling his erection bulging from behind his pants and she grinned through the kiss. But Lucius broke the kiss yet again, and moved down to Aurora's breasts, kissing them tenderly, before moving to one of them and sucking on it softly. Aurora moaned and held his head against her as the beautiful man continued to play with her nipple, swirling his tongue over it and making her sigh.
Lucius finally pulled away and Aurora brought him up to eye level, he was breathing heavily. "Do you love me?" She whispered, her own breathing ragged. Lucius nodded. "Then, show me."
Lucius grinned rather wickedly as he placed his hands on her waist and pushed her back onto the bed, fumbling with the button of his pants. He finally yanked them off and crawled on top of Aurora. Staring intently into her eyes, he asked, "are you sure?" Aurora returned the gaze. "You love me?" Lucius nodded and realized that that was her answer. She was ready.
Clamping her mouth in a kiss, Lucius pushed himself into her slowly, feeling her respond by clenching fistfuls of his hair. He then thrust into her completely, beginning to move in and out. He released the tight kiss he had on her, letting her breath while she exclaimed her feelings.
But Lucius went slow, much to Aurora's dismay. "Faster," she whispered, and Lucius was forced to obey, he didn't want to make the Angel suffer. He sped up, making her scream in reply. "Oh God, thank you," she cried, biting her lip and arching her back against him.
Lucius moaned at the sensation of her breasts against his chest, quickening his pace slightly. Aurora could feel an orgasm coming on and she screamed as it hit her, her hips bucking in response. Lucius only helped by sucking on her breast again. Aurora was overwhelmed by the feeling of ecstasy and cried out once more.
Lucius finally felt his own climax coming on and as he emptied himself into her, he collapsed down on top of her. Both of them were breathing heavily as Lucius picked himself up and stared down at Aurora's closed eyes. He saw her chest rising and falling, her swollen lips open partially, and he kissed them. Aurora opened her eyes and kissed him back.
"Thank you," she said to him as she pulled away, but Lucius shook his head. "No," he said, "thank you."
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AN: Yeah, I know. I suck at the "bad stuff", but I normally don't write this, so don't blame me.
Adien: Thanks for the continual review support. ^_^ Cozy: Thanks for reading the story although you know nothing about HP. ^.~ Amber: Thanks for your little critiques, I appreciate them...I think...
One more thing, my 'bad' stuff can go from being very mild, to very intimate, so there. :P Alas, I have no idea how this story is going to work out...
LAST WARNING: If you do NOT like explicit scenes, turn back now!
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Chapter 6 Change of Heart
"What do you mean?" Lucius snapped, tightening his grip when he felt Aurora cease to struggle beneath him. "I had someone tell me that they wish for something, and I told them I would grant their wish," Aurora replied sweetly. "I bet you can guess who that someone is."
Lucius almost let go of Aurora that instant. "Draco," he said, more of a statement than a guess. Aurora smirked. "Very good, Mr. Malfoy," she mocked, "I thought your beauty made up for the brains." Lucius glared down at her. "You don't seem to remember that you're at my mercy," he sneered. Aurora laughed. "And you think that will stop me from fulfilling my duties?" She giggled.
"Pray tell," Lucius said, "what this wish of Draco's was?" Aurora shook her head. "No," she said, "you must obey my commands, and then, only then, will I tell you." Lucius seemed insulted. "What?! Obey 'your' commands?" Then, he moved to get off of her. "I think my son hit you too hard."
Aurora laughed again, her sing-song voice making Lucius close his eyes and sway, like he was suffering. She stood up from the bed, realizing that she was as tall as Lucius. "Do you love your son?" She purred, slowly approaching the sophisticated figure. Lucius looked at her in disbelief. "You think not?" He snapped.
Aurora shook her head. "I know not," she replied. Lucius stiffened. "My son is very precious to me," he said, straightening his posture. "Then, why don't you show him that?" Aurora countered harshly, stepping right up to Lucius, putting her face right before his.
Lucius stared at Aurora with a hurt expression, almost like he had been hurt by her words. Aurora returned the stare, trying to read the expression in his grey eyes, but his gaze dropped to the floor. "I...I don't know how," he finally replied in a whisper. Aurora's eyes widened. "You don't know how to love your son?" She cried. "Sh!" Lucius snapped, the fire back in his eyes.
Aurora sighed. "How about this," she said, reaching up to hold Lucius' face in her hands. He didn't flinch, or remove her hands from his face, only stared down at her. "How about, I teach you how to love your son, so that I both fulfill his wish and help you at the same time?"
Lucius blinked. 'No,' his mind said, 'she's just a pathetic girl. A pathetic...yet, rather attractive girl. Oh, bloody hell, why not?' He stared down into the innocent amethyst eyes of the 'angel' before him. "Fine," he said, "do what you must." Aurora's face almost seemed to shine. She said nothing as she pulled Lucius towards her and kissed him.
Again, he did not protest, or fight what Aurora was offering him. He allowed his mouth to open, intensifying the sudden kiss, and Aurora seemed pleased with his reaction to her action. When she pulled away, she kissed his forehead. "You have passed the first test," she whispered.
~*~*~*~
Harry ate slowly during breakfast the next morning, continuously glancing at Draco and sometimes even staring. He was seething with anger at the fact that Draco had harmed Aurora, and he planned to confront the blonde about it.
'How?' He thought, still not knowing. He still thought he should be allowed to beat the crap out of Draco.
"Potter," said a voice.
Ron and Hermione, who had not noticed Harry's silence, ceased to speak as all three of them turned to face Malfoy, Crabbed, and Goyle. "Yes?" Harry spat harshly. "I believe you wanted my attention?" Draco replied. Harry blinked in surprise. "How did you know that?" He asked. Draco smirked. "It was pretty obvious from the way you were staring at me, either that, or you've taken a new affection for me," he replied, making Crabbe and Goyle snicker as Draco pretended to swoon.
Harry's eyes narrowed as he stood up. "I don't see how you'd care anyway," he said, making Draco lose his smirk. "What do you want, Potter?" He snapped. "I would like to have a little chat with you, Malfoy," Harry replied, turning to leave. Draco began to follow, but Crabbe and Goyle were coming too.
"No," he said to them, "I'm going alone."
He met Harry out in the hall and was immediately thrown against the wall. "Why'd you do it?" Harry snarled. Draco smiled thinly. "Do what?" He asked innocently. Harry pushed harder against Draco's chest and Draco winced in response. "You know what I'm talking about," he hissed. Draco lost the smug look on his face.
"My father," he replied.
"What?" Harry asked.
"My father," Draco repeated.
"Your father made you do this?" Harry cried increduously. Draco nodded. Harry released his hold on Draco. "Why?"
Draco shrugged. "He told me to do it and I obeyed. What else was I supposed to do? Say no and get my face slapped?" He asked. Harry's eyes narrowed. "It probably would've been better than what you did to her," he said in reply. "Still, why did you do it?"
"I wanted to please my father, I wanted to get his compassion!" Draco cried. "Don't you understand? That's what I was trying to tell you on the train!" Harry's gaze dropped to the floor, a sudden pang of guilt running through him. "Don't worry about it, Potter, there's nothing you can do about it." Harry looked back up at Draco and was about to say something, but Professor McGonagall appeared through the doorway of the Great Hall, accompanied by Snape.
"Mr. Potter," she said, then looked at Draco, "Mr. Malfoy." Draco and Harry looked at each other. "What are you two doing outside the Great Hall during breakfast?" Draco and Harry looked up at the tight-faced professor. "Harry was asking me a question, Professor," Draco replied. Harry blinked at the sound of Draco using his first name.
"Really?" McGonagall asked. "And what question was that?"
Draco and Harry looked at each other once more. "If we wanted to go visit Aurora again today," Harry blurted. McGonagall and Snape glanced at each other. "Come with us," McGonagall said, walking past Harry and Draco with Snape following her.
~*~*~*~
Aurora woke up in a strange room, trying to remember how she got, and where she was exactly. When she sat up, the strange black sheets falling off of her, she realized she was wearing a beautiful white robe. Actually, the color white made her cringe, but since it made her quite pleasing to look at, she wore it anyway.
As she sat up, she noticed that Lucius Malfoy was sitting nearby in a black armchair. He was sitting very straight and stiffly, and he was reading. Either he knew Aurora was awake, or he had really bad eyesight. Aurora, however, only stared at him until he folded the book shut and looked at her.
"Can I help you?" He asked. Aurora blinked in surprise. "Yes, I believe you can," she replied, taking another glance around the room. "Where am I? And how did I get here? Why am I here? Why am I dressed in 'this'?" Lucius' mouth twitched as he hid an amused smile.
"One question at a time, please," he purred, standing up. "I cannot tell you where you are, I'm not at liberty to, but I can answer your other questions. I brought you here last night, after you collapsed into your bed, asleep. You're here because I agreed to let you 'teach' me how to love my son, and I dressed you in that robe." Aurora let out a soft gasp. "You dressed me?!" She cried.
Lucius' face remained expressionless. "Is it such a crisis?" He purred softly, drawing closer to the bed that Aurora was in. Aurora was now a lovely red color and looked away.
"Are you going to teach me or not?" The cold voice asked. Aurora closed her eyes and nodded, still disturbed at the fact that he had dressed her, but she got up anyway and stood before the blonde man. "Lesson number one," she said as she walked up to him, "is to find the obstacles that are getting in your way of loving Draco."
Lucius sighed. "And how," he said, "am I supposed to do that?"
Aurora smiled as she placed an arm around Lucius' neck and put all her weight on him, making him support her. "Think," she said, "why can't, or actually, why won't you love him?"
Lucius looked away, his jaw clenching. "It's not in my nature," he replied.
"It's not in your nature?!" Aurora cried. "It's in every father's nature to love his son! Tell me the truth!" She reached up and grabbed his chin in her hand. In anger, Lucius' hand snapped up and grabbed her wrist, her began to wrench it away from his face, but stopped and let go of it, and Aurora realized he knew himself the true reason why he didn't love Draco.
"Because my father never loved me," he whispered, his gaze moving as he turned.
Aurora felt bad at her interrogation and sighed. "Let me put it this way," she said, "to love Draco, you have to know what he wants."
"I already give him what he wants," Lucius muttered.
"Not like that!" Aurora snapped. "Not material things. You have to show him emotion. Do you want to love him?"
"Yes."
"Alright, now tell me, how do you think you're supposed to love him?"
Lucius blinked and looked away. "You tell me," he finally whispered.
Aurora sighed, feeling like she was failing her attempts to cure Lucius of his lack of love. She finally reached up and took his face into her hands, forcing him to look at her. "Let me show you then," she whispered, moving forward to kiss him.
Lucius reached up with his own hands to hold Aurora's soft face. Her skin was so light, so soft, so smooth, he just wanted to sink his teeth into it and caress it. Aurora let out a slight moan as Lucius took authority over the situation and intensified the kiss, pressing his mouth harder against hers, and thrusting his tongue further into her mouth, exploring every inch of it.
Then, he broke the kiss, moving down to suck at her neck, his hands massaging and caressing her skin as they moved down her neck and further down. He nibbled softly at her skin, making Aurora giggle at the sensation, but as one hand stayed on her shoulder, the other moved down at caressed her breasts softly, squeezing as his thumb brushed her nipple, making Aurora gasp in surprise.
His arousal was becoming evident, and she was sure they both knew. Lucius stopped nibbling at her neck, and began to place soft kisses on it instead. His hands left her body and began to undo the front of her robe, and she did not protest. He helped her remove her arms from the sleeves, the fabric dropping to the floor in silence.
Oh, she was an angel indeed, her body did not deny that. Lucius' eyes swept over her, looking at her well defined figure, her snow-white skin, her amethyst eyes silently pleading for him to take her into his kiss again.
Lucius wasn't ready yet.
He reached up to undo the clasp of his robe and let it fall to the ground, then he removed his black silk shirt, so that he was now bare chested. His pale skin was no match for Aurora's skin, and he felt slightly inferior to this. He approached Aurora now, even though his pants still covered his body, and swept her into another kiss, his arms snaking around her body.
Aurora pressed herself against him, feeling his erection bulging from behind his pants and she grinned through the kiss. But Lucius broke the kiss yet again, and moved down to Aurora's breasts, kissing them tenderly, before moving to one of them and sucking on it softly. Aurora moaned and held his head against her as the beautiful man continued to play with her nipple, swirling his tongue over it and making her sigh.
Lucius finally pulled away and Aurora brought him up to eye level, he was breathing heavily. "Do you love me?" She whispered, her own breathing ragged. Lucius nodded. "Then, show me."
Lucius grinned rather wickedly as he placed his hands on her waist and pushed her back onto the bed, fumbling with the button of his pants. He finally yanked them off and crawled on top of Aurora. Staring intently into her eyes, he asked, "are you sure?" Aurora returned the gaze. "You love me?" Lucius nodded and realized that that was her answer. She was ready.
Clamping her mouth in a kiss, Lucius pushed himself into her slowly, feeling her respond by clenching fistfuls of his hair. He then thrust into her completely, beginning to move in and out. He released the tight kiss he had on her, letting her breath while she exclaimed her feelings.
But Lucius went slow, much to Aurora's dismay. "Faster," she whispered, and Lucius was forced to obey, he didn't want to make the Angel suffer. He sped up, making her scream in reply. "Oh God, thank you," she cried, biting her lip and arching her back against him.
Lucius moaned at the sensation of her breasts against his chest, quickening his pace slightly. Aurora could feel an orgasm coming on and she screamed as it hit her, her hips bucking in response. Lucius only helped by sucking on her breast again. Aurora was overwhelmed by the feeling of ecstasy and cried out once more.
Lucius finally felt his own climax coming on and as he emptied himself into her, he collapsed down on top of her. Both of them were breathing heavily as Lucius picked himself up and stared down at Aurora's closed eyes. He saw her chest rising and falling, her swollen lips open partially, and he kissed them. Aurora opened her eyes and kissed him back.
"Thank you," she said to him as she pulled away, but Lucius shook his head. "No," he said, "thank you."
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AN: Yeah, I know. I suck at the "bad stuff", but I normally don't write this, so don't blame me.