Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are not mine and never will be.
Taming Your Will
Chapter 1
She was everything I grew to hate. It made no sense why I would want her so much. Her appearance was common to the handful of ladies that were at my beck and call. Yet the moment she walked into the room, she could capture anyone's attention. Those dark chocolate eyes could make a grown man shiver on sight. Her sensual body swayed to and fro with every movement she made. Long silk curls tumbled down her back, aching to be touched. Soft pale skin screamed for lips to slide down her petite form. She needed to be taken. Taken by my hands, mind, and body. Her purity called for a man like me to taint. Her wildness needed me to tame. And I would love every minute of it.
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"Ron you are unbelievable. You just broke up with Susan Bones and now you want to date Hannah Abbot." Hermione Granger stated, while holding her cold butterbeer.
"What? Its natural for a 17 year old boy wanting to date a beautiful girl." The red head defended himself, while winking towards his other best friend. Shaking his head, Harry Potter grinned with his sparkling green eyes.
"Hermione, just let it go." Harry placed his hand over her's. "Besides you'll never understand his obsession for food and girls."
"Fine," she raised her arms in defeat. "This is out of my hands." Smiling at both boys, she finished her drink instantly. "Well, since you have a date." She looked towards Harry. "And you have a new goal, I'm heading off for the bookstore." Hermione stood; ready to leave her best friends.
"Are you sure Mione? Justin would love to have your company." Ron joked knowing, how Justin Fitch-Fletchly crush on Hermione bothered her so much.
"You're so funny Weasley." Hermione glared back.
"Or Terry Boot," Harry added, since he was dating Padma Patil currently.
"You'll both pay later," she teased kissing both their cheeks. "See you guys later." Waving she left the Three Broomsticks for the familiar smell of dry ink and new leather bidding.
Hours later, as the sun was slowly setting on the late September sky, Hermione left the store with two large bags. Wishing she had brought her robes, she shivered as the wind breezed through her thin cotton dress. Suddenly books scattered on the ground, as she tripped onto the pebbled road. Biting her lip from the pain, she moved to see her knees bleeding from the fall. Then she heard a deep voice speaking behind her.
"Well, well what do we have here? A little girl hurt with no one to help her. How pathetic?" A towering man spoke with power and arrogance.
"Its Hermione Granger, Father. The mudblood." Draco Malfoy replied, standing beside his father. Both equally tall in height, yet the older Malfoy definitely had the pose of a man with dangerous power. Their blonde hair shined by the last sun light in the cool evenings air. Those twin silver eyes gleamed with malice dreaming of evil deeds. And pale skin creating a pure reflection that Hermione knew they did not have.
Blushing from the clumsy fall, Hermione quickly stood with her head held high. Not wanting to look more the fool, she glared directly into Draco's eyes. "What a great observation Malfoy? One would think after 7 years, you could come up with some thing better."
"How about know-it-all, ugly, pain in the ass Granger." He retorted stepping closer into her comfort zone.
"Better," she smiled knowing how irritated he was. "But I could say you're a spoiled conceited ferret boy." Anger Draco moved forward pointing his wand towards Hermione. Stopping his son, Lucius grabbed his son's robe.
"That's enough Draco," he spoke with a long drawl. "You should know better then to attack a defenseless girl. Her hero's are not here to save her. And I rather not explain my actions to the muggle loving Headmaster of yours."
"I'm hardly defenseless." Hermione draw her wand out, pointing towards the Malfoy senior. "And I don't need people saving me." Shaking inside, Hermione didn't know what came over. Here she was facing, not only a Death Eater, but also one that was smart enough not to get into Azkaban. But the way his eyes trailed over her body was unnerving. And his tone was so condescending that she wanted to scream.
Cocking his eyebrow, Lucius examined the nervous girl in front of her. He laughed inwardly, knowing that she was posing a brave front. But she was exquisite to look at. His son had been wrong when he called her ugly. She wasn't beautiful, but her dark features had a classic sensual look. And by the school records and his son's ranting, she had a brain to follow the captivating aura she presented. She could be useful. Grinning, Lucius panted his son's shoulder.
"Its getting late Draco, you should return to school."
"But," Draco replied wanting desperately to hex Hermione.
"I said go," Lucius ordered with more steel. Reluctantly his son nodded and left the anxious girl.
Noticing how empty the street was, Hermione quickly grabbed her bags ready to leave. But Lucius Malfoy had other plans. Reaching out, he tightened his grip on her tiny wrist.
"Let go," Hermione command with vexation.
"I rather not," he smirked, pulling her closer. Irked by his behavior, she struggled to move away, but he only used his other arm to wrap around her waist. Holding her still, he brushed his lips against her sensitive ear. Gasping at the touch, she slightly shivered in pleasure. Grinning at her response, Lucius murmured into her ear.
"Innocent little girls shouldn't be walking alone at nights. Dangerous things can happen to them." His thumb rubbed her lower back, feeling goose pumps raise on her flawless skin.
"I'm not little and you're not dangerous." Hermione glared into his eyes seething with anger. "Let go of me this instant." She spat with venom towards the smirking man.
"Wildcat you will be fun to tame." Lucius unable to control his desire hungrily nibbled on her neck. Trying her best to fight him, Hermione couldn't help but feel how amazing his lips were against her skin.
"Lucius, I would think you had better taste than a Gryffindor." The voice of Professor Snape brought utter hope back into Hermione's heart. Growling from the interruption, Lucius turned around to face his old friend.
"Severus, even a man like you can see a woman ripe and ready."
"All I see is a student still in Hogsmeade when she should have been back an hour ago." He moved to take Hermione out of Lucius gripe. "Shouldn't you be returning home Lucius? Narissca will be wondering. Or is she out of town again?" Professor Snape spoke his last words with a hint of mockery.
"No, she decided to stay for the winter." Lucius narrowed his eyes on the darker man. "I will see you soon Severus." He paused gazing onto Hermione's face. "And you will defiantly see me." Turning around his robe's obediently followed as he disappeared into the night.
Wanting to tell the Headmaster of Lucius Malfoy's appearance, Severus quickly ordered the girl to follow him back to Hogwarts. As he brooded over the image of Malfoy assaulting Ms. Granger, he couldn't help but feel jealous of how close they were. Silently sitting in the carriage back to school, Severus finally noticed how quiet Hermione Granger was.
"Are you hurt Ms. Granger?" He spoke wondering what had her attention.
"No," she mumbled out. But instantly she moved the hem of her dress to cover her knees. "Just a little spooked sir," Hermione bowed her head in thought.
Taking out his wand, Professor Snape healed the bleeding scrapes on her knees. Looking up with shock, Hermione quickly murmured her thanks.
"You're welcome." Severus said with a tone she was not use too. "Men like Lucius Malfoy should not be taken lightly Ms. Granger. You have heard the stories since joining the Order and the files of information collected over the years. Do not play the Gryffindor hero and stand up to him. Walk away, no matter how strong you think you are."
"Thank you sir for the warning." Hermione spoke evenly holding her annoyance inside. She hated it when people thought she was powerless. After the incident in the Ministry her 5th year, everyone treated her like a doll. Then when all her housemates and friends grew from their puberty spurt, she was recognized as the small one. Just because she looked innocent didn't mean she was useless.
Directing her eyes away from Professor Snape's looming presence, she stared out the carriage window. She shouldn't be anger with him. Hermione thought, as they returned to their silence. He was only trying to protect her. She should be anger with Lucius Malfoy and his kind for making her feel so.out of control. Yes that was it. She would get him back. She would show everyone that no one makes her feel like that.
A.N.
Well I hope you like this first chapter. I don't have a beta, so if there are lots of grammar mistakes then I'm really sorry. This is my first Lucius oriented story, so if I'm making this horrible to read please tell me. Hope you enjoy and please review!
Taming Your Will
Chapter 1
She was everything I grew to hate. It made no sense why I would want her so much. Her appearance was common to the handful of ladies that were at my beck and call. Yet the moment she walked into the room, she could capture anyone's attention. Those dark chocolate eyes could make a grown man shiver on sight. Her sensual body swayed to and fro with every movement she made. Long silk curls tumbled down her back, aching to be touched. Soft pale skin screamed for lips to slide down her petite form. She needed to be taken. Taken by my hands, mind, and body. Her purity called for a man like me to taint. Her wildness needed me to tame. And I would love every minute of it.
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"Ron you are unbelievable. You just broke up with Susan Bones and now you want to date Hannah Abbot." Hermione Granger stated, while holding her cold butterbeer.
"What? Its natural for a 17 year old boy wanting to date a beautiful girl." The red head defended himself, while winking towards his other best friend. Shaking his head, Harry Potter grinned with his sparkling green eyes.
"Hermione, just let it go." Harry placed his hand over her's. "Besides you'll never understand his obsession for food and girls."
"Fine," she raised her arms in defeat. "This is out of my hands." Smiling at both boys, she finished her drink instantly. "Well, since you have a date." She looked towards Harry. "And you have a new goal, I'm heading off for the bookstore." Hermione stood; ready to leave her best friends.
"Are you sure Mione? Justin would love to have your company." Ron joked knowing, how Justin Fitch-Fletchly crush on Hermione bothered her so much.
"You're so funny Weasley." Hermione glared back.
"Or Terry Boot," Harry added, since he was dating Padma Patil currently.
"You'll both pay later," she teased kissing both their cheeks. "See you guys later." Waving she left the Three Broomsticks for the familiar smell of dry ink and new leather bidding.
Hours later, as the sun was slowly setting on the late September sky, Hermione left the store with two large bags. Wishing she had brought her robes, she shivered as the wind breezed through her thin cotton dress. Suddenly books scattered on the ground, as she tripped onto the pebbled road. Biting her lip from the pain, she moved to see her knees bleeding from the fall. Then she heard a deep voice speaking behind her.
"Well, well what do we have here? A little girl hurt with no one to help her. How pathetic?" A towering man spoke with power and arrogance.
"Its Hermione Granger, Father. The mudblood." Draco Malfoy replied, standing beside his father. Both equally tall in height, yet the older Malfoy definitely had the pose of a man with dangerous power. Their blonde hair shined by the last sun light in the cool evenings air. Those twin silver eyes gleamed with malice dreaming of evil deeds. And pale skin creating a pure reflection that Hermione knew they did not have.
Blushing from the clumsy fall, Hermione quickly stood with her head held high. Not wanting to look more the fool, she glared directly into Draco's eyes. "What a great observation Malfoy? One would think after 7 years, you could come up with some thing better."
"How about know-it-all, ugly, pain in the ass Granger." He retorted stepping closer into her comfort zone.
"Better," she smiled knowing how irritated he was. "But I could say you're a spoiled conceited ferret boy." Anger Draco moved forward pointing his wand towards Hermione. Stopping his son, Lucius grabbed his son's robe.
"That's enough Draco," he spoke with a long drawl. "You should know better then to attack a defenseless girl. Her hero's are not here to save her. And I rather not explain my actions to the muggle loving Headmaster of yours."
"I'm hardly defenseless." Hermione draw her wand out, pointing towards the Malfoy senior. "And I don't need people saving me." Shaking inside, Hermione didn't know what came over. Here she was facing, not only a Death Eater, but also one that was smart enough not to get into Azkaban. But the way his eyes trailed over her body was unnerving. And his tone was so condescending that she wanted to scream.
Cocking his eyebrow, Lucius examined the nervous girl in front of her. He laughed inwardly, knowing that she was posing a brave front. But she was exquisite to look at. His son had been wrong when he called her ugly. She wasn't beautiful, but her dark features had a classic sensual look. And by the school records and his son's ranting, she had a brain to follow the captivating aura she presented. She could be useful. Grinning, Lucius panted his son's shoulder.
"Its getting late Draco, you should return to school."
"But," Draco replied wanting desperately to hex Hermione.
"I said go," Lucius ordered with more steel. Reluctantly his son nodded and left the anxious girl.
Noticing how empty the street was, Hermione quickly grabbed her bags ready to leave. But Lucius Malfoy had other plans. Reaching out, he tightened his grip on her tiny wrist.
"Let go," Hermione command with vexation.
"I rather not," he smirked, pulling her closer. Irked by his behavior, she struggled to move away, but he only used his other arm to wrap around her waist. Holding her still, he brushed his lips against her sensitive ear. Gasping at the touch, she slightly shivered in pleasure. Grinning at her response, Lucius murmured into her ear.
"Innocent little girls shouldn't be walking alone at nights. Dangerous things can happen to them." His thumb rubbed her lower back, feeling goose pumps raise on her flawless skin.
"I'm not little and you're not dangerous." Hermione glared into his eyes seething with anger. "Let go of me this instant." She spat with venom towards the smirking man.
"Wildcat you will be fun to tame." Lucius unable to control his desire hungrily nibbled on her neck. Trying her best to fight him, Hermione couldn't help but feel how amazing his lips were against her skin.
"Lucius, I would think you had better taste than a Gryffindor." The voice of Professor Snape brought utter hope back into Hermione's heart. Growling from the interruption, Lucius turned around to face his old friend.
"Severus, even a man like you can see a woman ripe and ready."
"All I see is a student still in Hogsmeade when she should have been back an hour ago." He moved to take Hermione out of Lucius gripe. "Shouldn't you be returning home Lucius? Narissca will be wondering. Or is she out of town again?" Professor Snape spoke his last words with a hint of mockery.
"No, she decided to stay for the winter." Lucius narrowed his eyes on the darker man. "I will see you soon Severus." He paused gazing onto Hermione's face. "And you will defiantly see me." Turning around his robe's obediently followed as he disappeared into the night.
Wanting to tell the Headmaster of Lucius Malfoy's appearance, Severus quickly ordered the girl to follow him back to Hogwarts. As he brooded over the image of Malfoy assaulting Ms. Granger, he couldn't help but feel jealous of how close they were. Silently sitting in the carriage back to school, Severus finally noticed how quiet Hermione Granger was.
"Are you hurt Ms. Granger?" He spoke wondering what had her attention.
"No," she mumbled out. But instantly she moved the hem of her dress to cover her knees. "Just a little spooked sir," Hermione bowed her head in thought.
Taking out his wand, Professor Snape healed the bleeding scrapes on her knees. Looking up with shock, Hermione quickly murmured her thanks.
"You're welcome." Severus said with a tone she was not use too. "Men like Lucius Malfoy should not be taken lightly Ms. Granger. You have heard the stories since joining the Order and the files of information collected over the years. Do not play the Gryffindor hero and stand up to him. Walk away, no matter how strong you think you are."
"Thank you sir for the warning." Hermione spoke evenly holding her annoyance inside. She hated it when people thought she was powerless. After the incident in the Ministry her 5th year, everyone treated her like a doll. Then when all her housemates and friends grew from their puberty spurt, she was recognized as the small one. Just because she looked innocent didn't mean she was useless.
Directing her eyes away from Professor Snape's looming presence, she stared out the carriage window. She shouldn't be anger with him. Hermione thought, as they returned to their silence. He was only trying to protect her. She should be anger with Lucius Malfoy and his kind for making her feel so.out of control. Yes that was it. She would get him back. She would show everyone that no one makes her feel like that.
A.N.
Well I hope you like this first chapter. I don't have a beta, so if there are lots of grammar mistakes then I'm really sorry. This is my first Lucius oriented story, so if I'm making this horrible to read please tell me. Hope you enjoy and please review!