Malfoy's desires
Chapter ten: A wicked argument.
All names and places associated to Harry Potter belong to JKRowling and associates. I'm just borrowing its world for fun… no money is to be made from this.
Katherine's eyes flashed dangerously up at Malfoy's face, deciding if she would hex or chew him out for taking her away from Bill's side. 'Would you please explain that little charade you gave for Bill's benefit? I don't recall having promised you any dance at the Ball the other evening.'
Lucius stared at her without much warmth in his eyes, 'I should ask you the very same question, my dear. What were you doing with that... boy on the dance floor? He seemed to be giving you an oral hygiene check-up, for all to see.'
Katherine pinched her lips as she took the jib from Malfoy. 'That is something that couples do to show their fondness toward each other. Young couples I should say.'
Lucius nose flared lightly, not appreciating being called old or passé. 'Quite! Maybe we should be passing the hat for donations then? Maybe get you a room at the Three Broomsticks for the night?'
Katherine smirked at him, 'no need for that, sir. I do have my flat close by...' she flipped back at him with mischief. He almost sounded like her father... the great big git!
Lucius saw the smirk and it goaded him on. 'Are you that easy to bed, my dear lady? Ready to go off with any newcomer that asks?' He knew this was below the belt, but his little feeling of jealousy was getting a life of its own. He felt incensed that she could easily kiss someone else, apparently with as much feeling as she had shown him the other evening.
Katherine felt an angry lick of vengeance, streaking through her veins in the wink of an eye. How dare he accuse her of being such an easy mark? She was not a pushover or a slut! She was so angry with him, that she stomped her foot on his toes. "Watch your words, Malfoy! Or I'll have to scourgefy your mouth for you...'
He pulled away from her, hissing and sputtering a string of expletives as he felt the pain in his foot. 'You vindictive shrew! You have the nerve to assault me again? I should...'
'Spare me the threats; I've heard most of them already while on duty. And may I remind you that the first 'assault', as you call it, was entirely accidental. But then again, if you hadn't been standing stupidly behind a closed door...' she shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes at him.
'You... you...' Lucius was rapidly losing his temper again. This wench had the audacity to call him STUPID! 'You will regret your words, mademoiselle!'
Katherine waved her hand at him, 'been there, done that... Next contestant, please!' her cryptic muggle reference was quite lost on such a Pureblood. She smiled brightly at him with pure, unadulterated glee. 'I don't scare that easily, Mr. Malfoy. And I definitely won't accept your disparaging remarks on my moral values.'
Lucius snorted at her words, 'what morals? I haven't seen you do anything that a Knockturn Alley whore wouldn't do for a few Galleons. Don't flatter yourself... they do it much better!' His words hit their mark. He saw her face turn red with anger. The deadly glint in her eyes was a sight to be seen.
'You have just passed the barriers of good taste. So be it! You lousy...' the words she uttered would made a merchant marine blush. Without further ado, one of her hand's left her side, attempting to land a sound slap on the self-sufficient face of Lucius Malfoy.
To her amazement, he grabbed her wrist with much alacrity, stopping her from doing any damage. He shook his head at her, 'No, no, no, my dear. A proper lady does not strike out in public.'
Katherine suddenly realized that they were in a public place, as all eyes were turned toward them with a modicum of curiosity. 'Merlin's balls!' she hissed under her breath. Malfoy was a well know character in the wizarding world, and here she was, making a scene that was totally out of proportion. She felt like a proper ass right now.
Katherine took a deep breath, staring murderously at the blond demon. 'Well, if that is the case, a proper gentleman would not insult a lady in public either.' She wrenched her wrist away from his grasp. 'So why don't you shove off to Knockturn Alley and find yourself some female that could easily fill your requirements.'
He smiled dangerously at her, an odd glint coming to his eyes as he purred his next words. 'Why pay if I can get your services for free, as you demonstrated so well earlier on with Monsieur Weasley?' He took her wrist again, pulling her tightly to his frame. 'You know, I'm not totally immune to your charms, my love.'
He claimed her lips with force, under the amused glances from certain wizards that were still eyeing the feuding couple. Katherine put up her balled fist on his chest, trying to push him off, but with little success. Her mind screamed with indignation as she felt his lips trying to punish her.
When he finally released her lips, they stung madly as her mouth hung open; gasping in some much needed air. Trying desperately to regain her composure (and some dignity...), she closed her eyes while willing herself to stay calm.
Lucius stared down at the girl with some regret. He hadn't intended on making such a spectacle of himself. But her well calculated taunts had pushed his buttons in the most basic way. He tried to still the urges that were now manifesting themselves, feeling every inch of the girl's body that was touching his. He took a step back from her, trying to diffuse the situation.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Weasley chap making his way through the dancers. He almost snarled at the interruption that would soon come.
Bill arrived behind Katherine, eyeing Malfoy with caution. He hadn't understood the whole argument, but he knew that she needed his friendly help right now. 'Katherine?' he asked her quietly.
She pulled away from Lucius, barely looking up at his face. She was still seething but had her anger in check. Without another word to Malfoy, she turned to Bill, 'take me home. I think I'll need a stiff drink after this.'
Bill nodded and took her into his arm for a side-along Apparition. After giving Malfoy a hard stare, they disappeared with a sharp crack.
They arrived at Katherine's flat a moment later, Bill still not understanding what had happened at the Green Emerald. But far be it from him to start questioning her about the details that had evaded him. Katherine took her wand out and cast a silencing charm on the room.
She let out an ear-piercing scream of frustration, 'Arrrgggh!' She went to her sofa and let herself plop down, grabbing a pillow to punch it senseless. 'Do you believe that man?' She finally let out like a howl.
Bill stood staring at her for a few minutes, wondering if he should sit next to her or remain standing. He knew she had a bad temper, but he had never seen her this mad before. Giving in to his more friendly side, he sat down and put an arm around her shoulders. She stiffened slightly under his touch but didn't brush him off.
'Mind telling me what happened back there?' He asked with a frown. 'I have a feeling that I missed something, somewhere...'
Katherine groaned but let herself lean into her friend's embrace. 'It's a long story, Bill. I'm not sure it even means anything...'
Bill gave her a weak smile, 'I have time to listen, you know. What are friends for?'
Katherine looked up into his handsome face, gauging if she should tell him about her earlier encounters with Mr. Malfoy. She finally shrugged off her hesitance and started to tell him her tale of a stolen kiss and banged up male pride.
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Lucius apparated at his front door and strode in with an angry glint in his eyes. He walked stiffly to his study, throwing his cloak at the first elf that he saw. 'Get me a decanter of brandy and a large glass.' He barked at the poor creature, making it quiver with fright as she backed away to fetch what her master had asked for.
He pounded the door open and started to pace angrily near the large bay windows. Still feeling irked and frustrated by whole evening's debacle, he wished he could erase the bloody evening from his memory.
The elf soon returned with the tray that held the brandy, settling it on the low table next to her master's favorite chair. She poured a generous amount of the amber liquid inside the glass he had ordered her to bring. Without waiting for any further instructions, she left the room in a deep bow.
Lucius took the glass and swallowed the whole thing in one large swig, feeling the harsh heat of the drink as it fell to his stomach. Serving himself another glass, he then sat in his chair, brooding murderously at fire that was lit inside the fireplace.
His encounter with the delicious wench had gone all wrong, terribly so. And that imbecile that was hanging around her, made his blood boil to no end. What could she possibly see in a man like that? And a bloody Weasley at that!
He fumed quietly for a while, trying to understand what had gone wrong. He only wanted her attention, didn't he? But his jealousy had gotten in the way. Blasted woman! He hissed loudly in the empty room. He had never been this jealous of anyone, least of all a relatively unknown and probably inept wizard like that. A bloody Weasley! He screeched out loud again.
Sure, he was much younger than he. But he certainly could not satisfy the sultry Katherine, as he knew that he could. Lucius was quite confident in his prowess between the sheets, since his experiences had been quite broad and varied. He smirked as he thought of the different scenarios he had imagined, all involving that luscious bit of female flesh. He would not leave Miss.Cardiff hungry for another man's touch. And that he was most certain of...
Reaching up, he undid the ribbon that held his hair near his nape, letting his hair fall loosely about his shoulders. He undid the buttons of his waistcoat and well as the first four buttons of his silk shirt. He let his head fall over the back of his chair, closing his eyes as he relived tonight's kiss.
He had only wanted to shut her up, punishing her for the ugly words that had escaped those lovely lips of hers. But as soon as his lips had touched hers, he knew he was doomed to feel more than just some righteous vindication.
A blaring heat had been ignited in the pit of his stomach as the kiss had gone on, being further fueled by the warmth that her lithe figure had imparted through the few layers of clothing that separated them. Lucius groaned with want and lust. He wanted her badly right now. No, he needed her so she could extinguish the blazing fire that he felt bellow his belt.
Not one to self-satisfy himself out of need, he was deeply compelled to do so tonight. Would he fall easily to such base instincts, when he could owl any number women of his acquaintance that were ready and willing to help him out?
Lucius sniffed out loud, not wanting to share the evening with anyone else but the true object of his desires. Taking the last of his drink with him, he took himself to his rooms to gently scratch the itch that was overwhelming him right now.