Dangerously Attracted: Chapter Three

Summary: She's just turned up at his house, from the middle of nowhere. He, Lucius, doesn't know her name, where she's from, anything about her. All he knows is that she's the one from his dream. Does their relationship progress? And what does Draco have to do with her? ((LM—OC, DM-OC))

Disclaimer: See Previous Chapter.

Warnings: OOC, sexual references.

Last Time:

Lucius' eyes were widening with every small thump which sounded through the house like a slowly beating drum.

"Father!"

The word echoed through the house and Lucius' eyes widened further.

"," Lucius snapped, hurriedly getting off the bed and re-dressing and rushing from the room to divert his son.

Chapter Three: So Wrong.

Shane slowly, and quietly, slipped off the edge of the bed, pulling the sheets straight as she went. She needed to make it look like she hadn't been here, just in case Lucius' couldn't divert his son well enough; not that she doubted her manipulating skills, but she'd met Draco before.

She quickly placed what little belongings she owned into her bag, slipping into a muggle mini-skirt, which was lying on the floor. She didn't have must room for bulky clothes, so her wardrobe, now, consisted of easily-packed materials. And, of course, leaving home as quickly as she had to, she mainly grabbed what was at the top of drawer.

She edged out of the room and into the dark hallway; she could hear Lucius talking near the living room.

"Can I help you, Son?" he asked icily.

"Why are you in the Summer House, Father?" Draco's voice reached her, making her shiver in her knee-highs.

"I find it more relaxing down here," Lucius said casually. "Is that a problem for you?"

The sound of footsteps coming in her direction made her move around the corner and into the shadows of a nearby doorway. Draco appeared in the hallway, looking in the other direction; towards the room she had just been in.

The sight of him made her entire body shake. She hadn't seen him since they'd been at school together. He'd been in the year above her. Looking over him now, she noticed he hadn't changed, except for his hair. It wasn't gelled back as he had worn it during Hogwarts years; it hung loose on his scalp, making him, if possible, more attractive than he'd been.

Her breath caught in her throat as he took a step towards her, she could have sworn she'd heard his sniff the air. That was odd, but he stopped walking in her direction at that moment. His eyes traveled up the hallway, right towards where she was standing. She looked straight into his ice-blue eyes, exactly like his fathers.

She knew he couldn't see her, but just looking into those eyes made her shake worse than before.

Draco turned swiftly to face his father, who immediately changed his nervous expression to a meaningless scowl with the blink of an eye.

"Mother wants to know if you're hungry," Draco told him coldly, obviously aware of something gone wrong; unless they always spoke to each other in this manner, which she wouldn't put past Draco.

"Tell your mother that I can feed myself if I get hungry," Lucius answered, turning towards the living room again and disappearing from her view.

Draco shot one more glance up the hallway and disapparated from the Summer House.

Shane sighed and leant against the wall next to her, her heart racing a mile a minute. Seeing Draco wasn't something she'd intended to do after they'd left school. She thought he'd be gone from her life, and she didn't think she'd discover him to be the son of the man in her dreams. This was all so wrong.

She trailed her hand across her forehead and discovered she'd been sweating. Did Draco affect her that much?

The sound of soft footsteps reached her as Lucius entered the hallway, looking towards the room.

"Shane?" he called softly in no direction whatsoever.

"Here," She whispered loud enough for him to hear.

He appeared in the doorway, his head tilted so he could look down on her. His eyes traveled over her slumped form and stopped on the sweaty forehead.

"Are you okay?" he asked, stepping next to her, taking her hand.

"That was so close," she simply said, not answering his question. She wasn't okay, she was actually far from it; although she wasn't about to admit that to him, was she.

Lucius raised an eyebrow at her for a moment before lowering it again. "So," he said, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Where were we?"

He lowered his mouth to hers, pressing it against her lips. Although this wasn't like one of their usual kisses, his body was too tense and the kiss seemed… different.

She pulled her lips away from his, looking towards the wall, instead on at his face.

"Lucius, I don't this we should do this right now," she said slowly.

"Why? Because of Draco?" he asked angrily.

"Not entirely," she admitted.

"Are you kidding me?" he snapped.

"What is wrong with you?" Shane asked, pushing him away. "This is what you've been doing to me for the last week."

"So, you're getting revenge or something?" Lucius' voice rose.

"Revenge? Lucius you're acting like a child. I just don't think we should do this right now. Why do you have such a problem with that?"

"Don't you speak to me like that!" Lucius roared.

"Don't tell me what to do? I'm not your child to boss around, Lucius!" Shane countered.

SLAP!

Shane fell against the wall, clutching her cheek. Slowly, her body slid down the wall as she stared, horrified, up at Lucius.

Lucius stared down at his hands; he seemed more horrified than Shane.

"Shane, I… I… I'm so sorry," he whispered as though it might hurt her more if he spoke too loudly. He leant down to touch the red mark on her face.

Shane moved away from his hand. "Don't touch me," she breathed, moving further away from him.

"Shane, I didn't mean to, it… it was an accident."

Shane got to her feet slowly, still keeping away from him. Lucius took a step towards her.

"Lucius, please, just keep away," Shane said quietly, pushing passed him as she rushed down the hall.

"Where are you going?" Lucius asked as Shane turned into the living room.

"I can't stay here, Lucius," Shane told him, opening the front door.

Lucius caught up with her, grabbing her by the arm. Shane pulled her arm away from him. "Don't ever touch me again," she hissed, her arm swing through the air, colliding with the side of Lucius' face. Lucius stumbled sideways slightly, breathing heavily.

"I'm sorry, just don't go," he pleaded, running a hand over the side of his face, obviously checking for blood.

Shane looked over the fields of his property. Rain was starting to sprinkle over the thick, green grass. Sighing, she closed the door again, leaning against it.

Lucius stepped back from her, under her scowl, holding his hands up admitting defeat. "I'll go back to the house," he told her.

Shane nodded and motioned for him to go right ahead.

Lucius took the risk of leaning forward and kissing her cheek. Shane allowed him to go that, although her guard was up now.

She couldn't believe she'd let another man hit her, she'd made a vow to be independent and the one man she thought loved her had just hit her.

"I'm really sorry," Lucius said, looking down at his hands again. He really did look as sorry as he said he was.

"I… I don't know if I can trust you now," Shane told him, walking back to main guest room, leaving Lucius standing alone by the front door.

Ooooo… Another shocking chapter. I didn't expect myself to write anything like that when I started writing the chapter. I guess you can't exactly tell what you can make up as you go along.

Until next chapter.