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Hogwarts: Valentines Vs Single Awareness challenge:
(object) Lingerie, (colour) blush pink

Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Bandwagon

Hogwarts: Insane House Challenge
Title: In the Name of Love

Hogwarts: Ultimate Battle Competition
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In the Name of Love

(warning: this chapter is rated M for slight sexual content)

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Lucius put down his quill and stretched his arms up, feeling the muscles in his back crack a bit. Some days, he felt a bit old, too old for his much younger wife.

Thankfully, Hermione didn't seem to be displeased with Lucius' performance, in and out of bed. He wondered if it would ever happen. Wizards did live much longer, but sooner or later, Hermione would have to grow a bit discontent. Twenty years wasn't as bad in the wizarding world as it was in the Muggle world, but there was still an age gap.

He sighed. He would deal with it when it came along. That was all he could do.

He put his quill in its case and walked out of his home office. When he got to the bedroom, he was surprised to see it empty. Hermione was always in the room before him.

"Hermione? Are you in here?"

"In the loo," she called out.

He relaxed and took off his shirt and trousers. He climbed under the covers, sure she'd be out soon.

Time passed. Then more time passed. And still, Hermione stayed hidden from his view.

"Are you okay in there?"

"Fine," she called again.

Something about her voice sounded off, though. It sounded almost unsure or nervous.

"You sure? Are you sick?"

"No," Hermione called again.

Lucius put one foot on the ground, the covers peeled back from his body. "If you don't come out in the next minute, I'm coming in after you."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll come out, but you can't laugh at me."

"Why would I laugh?" Lucius asked.

She continued to shout from the loo. "Okay, I was talking to some friends who spoke of things they did to spice up the bedroom. And I wanted to try, so after hearing their stories, I jumped on this bandwagon. Just remember, it's in the name of love."

Lucius blinked, confused. "What does bandwagon mean?"

"It's a Muggle saying. It pretty much means doing something that a lot of other people are doing. In this case, it's most of my friends. So, promise, no laughing."

"I promise. I won't laugh," Lucius said, curious to see what Hermione had planned for him.

"Okay, here I come." She stepped out, and Lucius felt his heartbeat quicken at the sight of her. She wore a blush pink piece of lingerie that was lace around her breasts and very, very short that left very little to the imagination.

Her blush matched the color of the silk dress. "It's ridiculous, isn't it?" she asked, pulling on the hem as if trying to cover her lower body, but it just drew his eyes to what it was barely concealing

"If by ridiculous, you mean so, so sexy, then yes, it's ridiculous."

"Sexy? Really?" she asked, disbelief clear in her voice.

Lucius stood up, not feeling bashful as his desire was on display for her eyes. "Definitely." He walked over to her and cupped her breasts, his hands playing with them through the lace. He licked his lips when he saw her nipples harden into diamond peaks through the fabric.

"Thankfully, galleons are nothing to worry about when you're a Malfoy."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

He gripped the fabric and literally ripped it off of her body, revealing her body to his eager gaze. "It was sexy, but I rather have you naked."

Hermione giggled, and he kissed her, silencing her laughter with ease.

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