A/N- The last vampire, Thank you so much! I'm glad I changed your mind about this story, because I have so much invested in it. To PineappleCube, much love back to the evil minion! So, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Olivia. Olivia does. Please don't sue me, darling. Oh, and the whole to HP disclaimer thing.
Lucius walked angrily to Olivia's room, where she waited for him, pacing furiously. She spun as he entered, and said heatedly, "What happened? Did you beat the little fuck?"
"No," Lucius said, throwing his cape on her bed, in a rage, "But I told him about your father's orders." Olivia pouted and said huffily, "Well, I won't be carrying on with that prat, certainly. He tried to make fools of us!"
Lucius turned and strode over to stand over her menacingly, and said slowly, "You will continue. I don't care who you are. When Lord Voldemort makes an order to me, I make sure it is fulfilled" She looked at him incredulously. She said testily, "You dare speak to the daughter of your lord in such a manner?"
He sneered and said, "You were trusted to my care. You will obey me." She sneered right back, "Like hell I will! I'll have nothing more to do with that ass!" She turned to leave, and he grabbed her arm, spun her violently, and slapped her.
Shaking with rage, a hand covering her stinging cheek, she slapped him back. He pushed her on the bed and stood over her. He said through clenched teeth, "You will do as I say. Your father gave me authority over you. His punishment for disobedience will be far worse. So I suggest you get upstairs and make nice with my son."
He turned and left her room, slamming the door. She arose, consumed with anger and hatred. She pulled off her dress robes. She took out her most conservative set of robes. She wasn't wasting something beautiful on that git.
She tapped on Draco's door. "Come in," Drao's voice said, sounding irritated. She turned the doorknob encrusted with emeralds in the form of a "M". She walked in, as Draco rose from his chair in front of the fireplace. "What do you want," he asked, voice filled with disgust.
She flung herself down in the chair opposite his and said, "Trust me, Draco, I don't want to be here. Your father made me come." Draco lowered himself back into his seat, and said, "Well don't expect anything out of me. I'm not touching you. Merlin knows where your body has been."
She rolled her eyes, "Cute. You know I can't leave the manor. You, on the other hand, have been at school. I assume you assert that you've not slept around?" Draco curled his lip and said, "So what if I have? I don't shag a girl, then go nail her mother! That's really sick, Olivia. Just can't keep those legs together, can you?"
She spit out, "It's not like I had much of a selection, did I? It was Lucius, who was more than willing, or prissy mister better-than-you Draco. And no, I couldn't keep them together. You didn't! You know how teenage hormones can be! Imagine if you'd seen only the men who'd been to this house in your whole life!"
Draco rolled his eyes and said, "Whatever, Olivia. I'm still not touching you." She narrowed her eyes and said, "As much as I hate it, we've been ordered. Do you care to explain to my father that you'd rather not knock up his daughter? Do you know how many guys would line up for the chance you have?"
"Then go find one," Draco yelled, frustrated, "Why do I have to do it?" "Because of your lineage, and you're safe. You already know about me," she said, shrugging. She stood and walked over to his bed, flung her self down and said, "You know, we really should get on with this. You know my father will kill you if you don't."
Draco scowled and said, "Let him kill me, then. I'm not touching a whore like you. Why is it so important for you to get pregnant?" She rolled over to her stomache and propped her chin on her hands. She said slowly, "Draco, what's the big deal? You didn't even like me. Why do you give a flying fuck if I sleep with your father?"
Draco turned his cold eyes to her and said, "Because you lied to me. I hate to be lied to. I won't tolerate that from anyone." She sighed and said, "Well, I'm not leaving your bed until we've done it. I'm not having my father come after me. I've felt his displeasure before. You havn't. I suggest you do me, or believe me, you'll regret it."
Draco scowled and said, "You know what, screw it. As you've said, it's free sex, no strings attached. What the hell. I certainly don't want to meet up with your father. You're bad enough. Just don't talk to me outside of this and our lessons. I still hate you. Don't get all lovey-dovey on me. That's what I hate about the girls at Hogwarts. You bed them once and they think they own you."
Olivia snorted and said, "I'm sure. I don't give a shit what you do, other than following orders so I don't get in trouble." Draco walked over to the bed. He hated to admit it, but he was getting excited from the thought that he was going to have a go at her once more. Little did he know, she felt the same.
He'd been the forbidden fruit for so long, that she'd become very intent upon breaking through to him. She wanted what she couldn't have, just as does every human. He sat next to her on the bed. She rolled back to face him. He leaned over and kissed her with a little more fervor than he'd expected. She responded immediatly.
He lay next to her, and they each began to strip. Once they were naked, he turned to mount her, but she pushed him to his back. She straddled him, sliding his member into her. She began riding him roughly, bucking wildly atop him. He gripped the edges of the mattress, lost in the moment. The girl was good, he had to admit.
Finally, they finished, and she pushed herself off of him. She lay for a moment, catching her breath. Draco sat on the edge of the bed, pulling on his robes and said coldly, "We're done. You can get the hell out now." She grabbed her clothes and said unfeelingly, "I was just on my way."
She stood and pulled on her robes. She sauntered to the door and said, "I'll let you know how the pregnancy spell turns out." "Yeah," he said, shrugging.
She walked to her room. Lucius was on the bed, waiting for her. She wrinkled her nose delicatly and said, "Merlin, Lucius, you expect me to sleep wit you? I'm tired. I just had to sleep with Draco, thanks to you! I'm mad at you." Lucius sat up, his mature muscles rippling and said, "Come on Olivia. I have to follow orders, same as you. Now, be a good girl, and do your pregnancy spell, then come amuse your host."
She rolled her eyes and thought, "Fat chance of that, Lucius." She walked into her bathroom, and took out her wand. She peed in a cup. She waved her wand saying, "ovaria". The urine in the cup turned red. She sighed and dumped it down the loo.
She turned the taps to fill her large granite tub. The scent of patchouli filled the air. She began to slowly take off her robes. Suddenly the door opened, and Lucius stormed in. "I told you to came to me after you took the test," he said, his voice dangerously low.
She said lightly, "I just don't feel like it, Lucius. She stepped down into the tub and slid under the water. Lucius watched her resurface, her lovely black hair clinging to her head in a shiny mass. He sat on the edge of the tub and she swam over to him. He smiled and said, "Come now, dear. You can't just leave me like this." He gestured to his erect member.
He pushed himself down into the water. He began kissing her neck. She shivered from the pleasure. She just couldn't say no to him. She embraced him, wrapping her legs around his waist. He smiled as he kissed her full lips. He knew he'd have her.
Draco, in his room, lay in bed thinking. He had to know why this was so important. Why did she need to be impregnated, especially by him? He would find out. He slipped out his room, and made his father's study. He was going to get answers.
A/N- Well, more sex. I just can't seem to get away from it in this story. I kind of didn't know where to go after that last chapter. I've got to learn to make a story line before I write a story. Oh, well, I hope I haven't disappointed.