Falerina had a hard time explaining to Madame Pomfrey how she'd gotten the big red welts around her wrists. And all those cuts and bruises. Falerina told her that it was Alecto who'd done it, that the cat had gone crazy when Falerina had tried separating her from Mrs. Norris. Madame Pomfrey didn't believe a word of it, but being wickedly inclined herself, simply gave Falerina a smile and took care of it.
The following week she'd written several letters to Lucius, telling him how bruised she was and that she had to tell all sorts of lies to her classmates. He had owled her back laughing, and it was as if everything was back to normal, the way it was before the rumours about the two of them started going around. The way it was supposed to be.
Again, Falerina was made Lucius closest confidant and sex-toy. He would ask her for advice about how to further his businesses within the Ministry of Magic and also begging her to send detailed accounts of her sexual fantasies. Something for him to read when Falerina wasn't at hand. They still had to be very careful, so it had gone two whole weeks since they last had seen each other when Falerina received an owl from him, carrying not only a letter, but a small pouch as well.
It was the first day of spring, so Falerina had been sitting outside with Clarimunda and Diona when the owl swooped in on them. It was Friday afternoon, and Falerina was explaining to them the basic concepts of Runology, hoping that they would grasp it in time for dinner. But that was very unlikely as Clarimunda and Diona could hardly think at all. They were about as smart as Narcissa Malfoy, and that is saying something.
Anyway, Falerina recognized the owl, so she took the letter and the pouch and put it in her pocket telling Clarimunda and Diona that she would read it later.
"But who is it from?" Diona asked.
"My father, I recognize his handwriting," Faleriina said. "Now concentrate on your Runology!"
All of a sudden, several "booms" and "bangs" were heard from the other side of the castle, along with the sound of breaking twigs and branches. Quickly, the girls got up and ran over to see what it was. It was the Whomping Willow. It seemed to be attacking itself for some reason, its huge branches pounding each other. As they came nearer, they saw what it was trying to hit. On the top branches, skipping along as fast as it could without being hit, was Alecto. The cat had got it into its head it should climb the Whomping Willow. Unbelievable.
By now about ten students had come outside to see what the noise was, and Hagrid, the ugly half-giant was also there, screaming at the cat to get down before the tree got hurt. There were also Professor MacGonnagal and Professor Snape.
"Miss Erato!" Snape's voice seemed to cut through every other noise. "Is that your cat?"
"Yes, professor." Falerina rushed over to him. "It's my cat, Alecto."
"Well, as impressive a feat it is for something to have climbed our Whomping Willow, I suggest you get it out of there, before the tree is damaged!"
Falerina didn't give a fuck about the tree really, but it was making a lot of noise, and broken twigs were flying everywhere. She whipped out her wand.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
Alecto flew out of the tree, and it was quite a task keeping the cat safe from the Whomping Willow, trying to steer it through the air and into her arms. Once she had a hold of it, the cat was perfectly calm, purring as Falerina stroked her fondly. MacGonnagal walked over to her as soon as the tree had settled back into its unmoving state.
"Miss Erato, that was quite a levitation spell, very controlled. I'm quite impressed."
"Thank you, Professor."
"But please, try to keep that cat of yours out of trouble, will you? Apparently she attacked Filch's cat not too long ago, and Professor Snape once found it in his office spilling potion ingredients all over. Not to mention that it scared the Fat Lady half to death the other day."
"I'll see what I can do. She's a bit unruly my Alecto."
"Do your best. Now, let's go inside and get ready for dinner."
Falerina, Clarimunda and Diona followed her into the Great Hall where the food had already appeared on the tables. Everyone were talking about Faleina's cat, which was sleeping inside her blouse all through the meal.
After dinner, Falerina made her usual trip to the library, dropping Alecto off in the Gryffindor tower. Inside the library, she talked for a while with Madame Pinch before sitting down behind a shelf of books. She took out the letter she'd gotten from Lucius and started to read:
My dear Falerina,
Hope you've healed up a bit more, because I'll be expecting you around midnight. I don't have much time to explain this, Narcissa is coming up the stairs, but in the small pouch is some Floo Powder. Take it to a place called "Hades' Labyrinth" and I'll see you there. Midnight.
Hugs, cuts and bruises,
Lucius Malfoy.
What the hell was Hades' Labyrinth? She'd never heard of it. Sounded like fun though.
In the Gryffindor common room, Falerina asked Diona if she knew what it was. Diona wasn't a very bright girl, but she did have a nice and sordid past, including clubbing in Knockturn Alley, experimenting with drugs and sex with muggles.
"Hades' Labyrinth? It's a club down in Knockturn. Why'd you ask?"
"I'm just curious really. What do you know about it?"
"I know you will never get in there. You have to buy a membership to get in, and it costs more Galleons than you and me will ever have." Diona looked at her. "But you don't want to go there, Falerina, they say it's a hangout for those Death Eaters."
"Oh. Right. Well, thanks. I'm going to bed though. I'm knackered. Night."
Alecto was sitting on her bed when she got to her room, which was very unusual. Maybe the Whomping Willow had scared her after all. The cat purred at Falerina as she put on some fancier underwear and fresh robes. She hid it all underneath her dressing robe and laid down underneath the blankets. She read some of the stories in Cestus' old book of erotica until Diona and Clarimunda came in. The girls quickly got ready for bed, said goodnight to each other and within minutes Falerina was the only one awake.
At two minutes to midnight Falerina got up and sneaked off into the common room. No one was there, so she threw her Floo Powder into the flames and watched it turn green. Then she stepped inside and said, as loud as she could, "Hades' Labyrinth!"
Falerina hated travelling by Floo Powder, but when stuck in Hogwarts, it was a necessity if you wanted out. When she'd reached her destination, she stepped out of the grate and onto a brightly lit street in Knockturn Alley. Lucius was standing there, waiting for her with both his hands resting on his cane.
"Falerina,"was all he said.
"Hi, Malfoy," Falerina replied, frantically brushing soot and ash off of her clothes. "I hate this Floo thing! Look at me! All dirty and covered with ash!"
"Dirty is not always a bad thing, dear, but if it bothers you that much, there are ways to clean you up." Lucius gave her a long deep kiss, running his fingers through her hair, now matted with ashes.
"Come along sweetheart."
He pulled her towards the wall on the opposite end of the street, and proceeded to walk straight through it, dragging Falerina behind him.
They entered a short corridor that ended in a huge oak door. Knocking the door with his cane, it opened.
"Welcome to Hades' Labyrinth, best club in Europe."
It was amazing. The floors, walls and ceiling were made out of polished black stone, all very shiny, lit by candles. There were tables, lots of corners filled with comfy sofas or piles of soft pillows. All in the richest velvet. There were about fifty people there, drinking various cocktails, chatting happily. There were also several small doors leading to god knows where. There were no stinking house-elves around, all the servants were people, some carrying trays with drinks from the bar to the guests.
"Nice place isn't it? The guests come from all over Europe, but only the richest. And you need a special invitation too. It's a place where people can relax, and yield to their darkest desires."
"People will recognize me, Malfoy. That man over
there, he's the father of Drucilla Smolder, he knows who I am." Falerina hid behind Lucius.
"No, he won't. Anyone who talks about what goes on in Hades' Labyrinth will die. There's a curse that goes along with membership. You can't talk about it, and if you try anyway, you snuff it. Simple as that. So, don't worry. "
"And the servants?"
"Muggles. All of them. The Imperius Curse. One of my better ideas."
"Your ideas?" Falerina looked up at him, big eyes shining.
"Yes, I'm the owner of this lovely garden of Eden. Now come along."
He walked her over to a table in the far away corner and ordered two glasses of Witchy Wicked Vodka, with ice. It didn't take long before a muggle put two large glasses onto the table. They sat there for a while, sipping vodka and exchanging kisses, Lucius ignoring the fact that Falerina was covered in dust and ashes.
It was the most wonderful place Falerina had visited. She got free drinks through Lucius, and the chance to actually snog him in public without anyone telling. There were scantily clad witches dancing all over, to some weird music Falerina couldn't recognize, and in one corner, there was some muggle-torture going on. Nothing fancy, just the old tickle spells, the Tarantallegra and jelly legs spells. Falerina was amused. Still watching the muggle-torture, she slid one hand from her glass and down to Lucius's pants, finding what it sought. Now Lucius was amused as well. Stroking him gently, the whole length of it, Falerina turned towards Lucius again, and he took hold of her hair and pulled her against him for another kiss.
Lucius was a great kisser. Came with the age and experience, Falerina suspected. He would lick her lips, teasing her, before suddenly plunging his tongue deep inside her mouth for one of those wonderful, sexy kisses that lasted minutes. And he liked it when she bit his lower lip. She bit him now, hard, and he gave a slight wince, and they could both taste blood. He answered her back by biting her left shoulder, holding his hand over her mouth, until she was bleeding as well.
"Ouch," she said when he was done.
"Play with fire and you get burned," Lucius laughed.
"One of these days I'll do the Crucio on you, Malfoy,"
"I think it will be the other way around, Falerina," he smiled at her and stroked the insides of her thigh with his cane. "But let's concentrate on pleasure tonight. I haven't seen you for weeks, and I didn't drag you here for drinks and kisses."
They got up and Falerina followed Lucius to a small door. The door was made of the same polished stone as the wall, and was fit so tightly it was almost impossible to see. He opened it by whispering some spell Falerina couldn't hear, but before she followed him through, she turned around and looked straight into the eyes of Drucilla Smolders dad. Falerina hated Drucilla. She was a Ravenclaw, and they had Potions and Transfiguration together. Drucilla seemed to think she was better than everyone else, which was ridiculous. Falerina was better than everyone else. Drucilla's father looked at her with mouth open. And Falerina told him to piss off..
Locking the door behind them, Lucius told Falerina to take a look around.
"These are my private rooms here at the Labyrinth. I go here when I want to get away from Narcissa, the house-elves or just to relax."
He showed her his bookshelves, his private art collection, his forbidden artefacts and all his pornography. In fact, his collection of porn was incredible. He had every kink you could possibly think of either in magazine or book form, and stuff from the very first years of photography. Falerina was impressed.
"This stuff must be worth thousands of galleons!"
"It is," Lucius sat down in a leather chair by the door. "I even have some sketches of Cestus Erato. What is she? Your great-great grandmother?"
"Yes. What a funny woman she was." Falerina walked over to Lucius. "Now, we only have this night, so, what do you suggest we do?"
"Well, I'm taking a shower, and so should you, to be honest," he said.
Lucius got up from his chair and snapped his fingers twice. Another door opened to his right, revealing a bathroom of the same black polished stone. He entered and started to undress. That was a bit unexpected. It was usually Falerina who got undressed first, she who were to stand naked before him and not the other way around. But there he was, taking his clothes off and dropping them on the floor, all with the grace of a cat. She didn't even know what to say, she just stood there, looking at him, at that gorgeous marble creature standing naked in front of her. Moving closer, she picked up his strong, musky scent and almost stumbled, her heart starting to beat faster.
His whiteness looked so good against the black stone, and the lighting was perfect, showing off all the details of his muscular body. His cock was already semi-erect and he noticed her noticing it. Falerina went over to him and embraced him, feeling him, touching him with her hands like butterflies all over. His arms were strong, his skin a perfect warmth and his hair soft and tumbling down his shoulders and back.
They kissed again, and after that he started unbuttoning Falerina's blouse, taking it off, caressing her shoulders. The rest off her clothes soon fell to the ground as well, and Lucius picked her up in his arms and carried her over to the large shower making up one corner of the bathroom. He sat her down and turned on the water, letting it flow all over him. His was so beautiful, so unblemished, except for the Dark Mark on his arm. But Falerina didn't mind that at all, in fact, she bent over and kissed it, before kneeling down and kissing his cock. Licking its underside, she could feel it grow harder, and proceeded with gently taking his testicles in her hands, tickling them.
It didn't take long before he pulled her back up on her feet saying it was about time she got cleaned up. He lathered up some soap in his hands and started rubbing Falerina with it. She was all foamy and slippery, standing with her back against him while he massaged her breasts and touched every other part of her as well. His hands all soapy, he was kissing and biting her neck whilst giving her clit some good handiwork. It was heaven. A softer and sweeter Lucius than usual, but Falerina could easily come to like this version of him too. As long as he didn't stop what he was doing.
"Like it so far?" Lucius whispered in her ear through the steam and the sounds of Falerina enjoying herself. "Let me rinse you off, then do something Narcissa never liked."
Together they washed the soap off her, letting all the dirt and grime go down the drain with it, and then he lifted her up and sat her down on the small corner shelf, spreading he legs and kneeling down. Luicius saw the look of anticipation in Falerina's eyes, and smiled wickedly.
"L is for lovely," he said, tracing the letter "L" with his tongue on her private parts. Falerina shuddered with pleasure.
"U is for unbelievable."
"C is for cunning"
"I is for intelligent"
"U a second time is unreal." And unreal it was,
Falerina was really close to coming now, her body getting more and more tense. She grabbed a hold of his shoulders.
"S is for sex," he said, tracing the last letter of his name and starting to dart his tongue in and out of her, in between sucking hard on her clit.
"Now what does that spell out?"
And as Falerina came, shaking all over, she cried out his name more than once.
When the final waves of her orgasm had rolled past, she got down off the shelf and he lifted her up again, whereupon she wrapped herself all around him. He turned the water off and left the bathroom. He put her down on a small heap of towels and Falerina started drying herself while he found his wand and conjured up a large bed with satin sheets and a variety of candles around it. Falerina dried the water off of Lucius too, taking extra care with his hair, knowing how much he treasured his tresses. Then, feeling a bit rebellious, decided it was her turn to have some fun.
She pushed him onto his back and sat down on top of him. He was already good and hard, so Falerina just handled it gently, making him beg for it. Of course, Lucius would never actually beg for anything, but his eyes betrayed him.
"Let me play for a while, Luscious," she said and blindfolded him.
"Careful, you're playing with fire," he replied.
"Yes, I am," she whispered in his ear and with a swift movement poured some hot wax on his chest from one of the nearby candles.
"What the fuck! You little...!" Lucius ripped the blindfold off, his eyes glowing with rage. It lasted for about a quarter of a second, then he realized that his cock was harder than ever. He started kissing her, his entire body suddenly on fire, and within seconds he had thrown her off him and entered her. He was hard and fast, and Falerina was just as eager as him, meeting every thrust and move he made. It didn't take long at all before they both had come and were lying utterly spent in each others arms.
They hung out at Hades' Labyrinth until about six in the morning, when Falerina realized she should be getting back to Hogwarts. The Gryffindor quidditch team had practice that morning and she didn't want to step out of the common room fireplace as they were going to breakfast.
"Now, seeing as you don't have a membership here at the Labyrinth, you won't die if you talk about it. Unlike Smolder. He's a stuck up bastard that one," Lucius was holding her tightly, kissing her cheek.
"Right. When will I see you again?"
"Soon, I promise. Neither of us will ever get much sleep if we are to meet here every time, so I suggest the Come and Go Room at Hogwarts for our next encounter."
"Sure, send me an owl."
Falerina gave him one last kiss before stepping into the grate in Knockturn Alley and going back to Hogwarts.
As she stepped back out into the common room, a very worried cat was sitting there waiting for her. Alecto meowed loudly when she appeared, and Falerina had to tell her briskly to be quiet so the other students wouldn't wake up.
Happily exhausted, she fell asleep as soon as she reached her bed, not even bothering to take off her dirty clothes.