A/N: I am so sorry for the delay. My pen fell asleep on the page and thanks to HazzaPfanatic94 for kicking its arse awake. This chapter is short, but I kept going over it and it seems fine the way it is. Well enjoy or not.
Lucius stormed into Narcissa's bedroom. He found his wife sitting in front of her dresser brushing her long blonde hair. The thought of confronting his wife would normally be frightening but when it concerned his reputation, he saw pass her temper.
"What do you want Lucius?" Narcissa asked.
"You should know why I came back Narcissa!" He spat as he paced the floor behind her.
Narcissa met the cold grey gaze of her pathetic husband through the mirror.
"Oh has your Mistress become ill?"
Lucius paced more. His natural magic crackled above him as he glared as his wife.
"I came back because of what was in the Dailey Prophet!" He seethed. "You have an obligation to the Malfoy family! How dare you insult generations that fought to keep our world pure!"
"Oh, please Lucius." Narcissa rolled her eyes. "Don't you feel more relieved that the truth is now out?"
"Relieved!" Lucius yelled. "You give all of the Malfoy relics to the Ministry and all you say is that I should feel relieved!"
With a gentle flick of her wand her hair formed into a tight bun. She stood and turned to her long haired husband.
"Yes." She said calmly. "Though, I do think that with the new revelations. The Malfoy name can start a fresh."
Lucius growled. "How dare you shame me!"
Narcissa tilted her head to the side. "You deserved it Lucius. It's about time you learnt a very harsh lesson."
"I am not the only one to blame!" He yelled.
Narcissa knew what he was referring to and shrugged.
"No you are not." She murmured. "But I am making up for it now that you have another son."
Lucius stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Narcissa.
"I always knew you were never faithful to me." She laughed bitterly. "And when I found the Prism it did not take long for me to put the pieces together."
"The Prism?" Lucius whispered.
"Yes Lucius, the Prism with your five illegitimate children in it."
Lucius turned visibly grey. "But...but.."
"You obviously did not read the full article." Narcissa carried on.
"You gave the Prism to the MINISRTY!"
Narcissa smiled sweetly before the coldness of her voice filled the room. "Yes, the Prism as well as the Black Book and many other things went." She paused to smirk. "You know the person who stood in this house while we collected up the relics was none other than Hermione Granger."
Lucius went from an ugly shade of grey to pink.
"Who would have thought the one person to nail the coffin with the Malfoy name would be a muggle born." Narcissa laughed.
Lucius moved forward to his wife.
"You…You..You!"
Narcissa rolled her eyes. "I want a divorce Lucius."
"You!..." He pointed his finger at her.
"And if you refuse to sign one." Narcissa whispered but her voice grew louder and more commanding with each word. "I will make sure that after I'm done with you, no other bastard you fathered will get what was rightfully Draco's. And the Malfoy name will end no decedents from you will see anything!"
Hermione sat outside in a foyer waiting to enter the Minister's office. He requested that she meet him after every mission to debrief. They had done so many other times. It was a part of protocol. She really did not want to face Kingsley. He had read straight through her at their last meeting and she didn't want him seeing through her now that she had kissed Narcissa. Hermione fidgeted with her wand thinking of the events of the previous day.
The bag of relics dropped to the floor.
Narcissa cupped Hermione's face with her hands and the brunette pushed the blonde against the window frame.
Their tongues tangled and tasted. Their hands exploring whatever they could touch. Their lips mushed together muffling longing moans.
Hermione was nearly uncontrollable. Sucking her way down Narcissa's elegant neck and stopped momentarily on the older witch's collarbone.
Narcissa's whimpers and shudders encouraged Hermione to gather Narcissa's dress in her hands and lift it above the blonde's hips. She curled one leg around Hermione's narrow waist.
Hermione lifted her head from the blonde's chest and began to kiss that red berry mouth quite passionately. Narcissa moaned into Hermione's mouth and tilted her hips forward.
What are you doing? A faint whisper that Hermione only just heard.
She quickly broke the kiss and stepped back.
"I…ah uh." She mumbled as she saw the dress fall down and cover Narcissa's bare legs.
Hermione swallowed and continued to stare at the blonde who looked back at her almost curiously.
"I have to go."
Narcissa only nodded at the words.
Hermione retrieved the bag of relics. "I meant what I said."
She left Narcissa still blushing in the Malfoy library.
'"Miss Granger, the Minister would see you now."
Hermione entered the large office and sat opposite Kingsley.
He looked at the young woman and smiled.
"There were no problems getting the relics out of Malfoy Manor?" He asked.
"No." Hermione answered.
"Narcissa Malfoy did not change her mind?"
"No."
"Have you had contact with her since?"
Hermione looked at the Minister. "Not that it's any of your business but no I haven't been in contact with her since."
Kingsley nodded. "Lucius is back from France. I could only imagine what mood he will be in after what the Dailey Prophet printed this morning."
Hermione shrugged. "Do you still think he is a threat?"
"Yes." Kingsley said immediately. "It doesn't matter whether or not his wife has shown the world what he really is. I still believe he is just as power hungry as he was before the war."
Hermione frowned at the minister's words. She knew what Lucius was like but how safe was Narcissa?
"You said he was back from France?"
"Yes."
"And he's at Malfoy Manor?"
"Yes."
"Has Narcissa left yet?"
Kingsley frowned. "Not as far as I have been informed."
Hermione stood. "I must go sir."
"I warned you not to get too attached." Kingsley disapproved.
"Too late for that." She said as she hurried out his office.
She quickly made her way up the large stair case of Malfoy Manor. She had no idea where Narcissa would be so she summoned the house elf Lotus.
"What can Lotus do for Miss Granger." The elf asked already accustomed to the brunette's presence in Malfoy Manor.
"I need to know where your mistress is."
"Mistress is with Master in her bedroom."
Hermione nodded down at the elf.
"Could you please take me to them?"
They walked quickly through the long Hallways of the Manor. Wand in her hand she was worried for Narcissa. Hermione silently yelled at herself. She should have organised a safe house for Narcissa instead of running away yesterday.
Lotus stopped in front of a door and pointed at it.
"Thank you Lotus. You may go now."
Lotus bowed and with a pop she was gone.
Hermione turned the door handle and pushed it open. Her eyes widened at what she was witnessing.
Narcissa had levitated Lucius with her wand and had him hanging in mid-air.
"All I want is a divorce Lucius." Narcissa said calmly.
"YOU ARE DERANGED LIKE YOUR SISTER!" He screamed.
Narcissa flicked her wand and sent Lucius flying into the wall. Once he landed on the ground she walked over and stood over him.
"I could do a lot worse than Bella." Narcissa laughed. "Give me a divorce and I won't let the world know that your five illegitimate children are Halfbloods."
"How…how…did…" Lucius croaked.
"At least save what little dignity you have left and give me what I want." She demanded.
"Fine! " He tried to sit up. "But you walk away with nothing."
Narcissa smiled. "Thank you."
Lucius's nostrils flared. He wanted Narcissa to be angry with him so that they would fight and then she would get over it. He didn't want her to divorce him. He wanted her to suffer the shame he will have to endure. And he will make sure that she will, somehow.
He slowly stood and made her way to the dresser where the divorce parchments were. He did not read them but quickly scribbled his signature on it. He pick the parchments up and handed them to her.
He then proceeded to the door when he saw someone that made him stop immediately.
"What are you doing here" He demanded.
Hermione put her wand in the pocket of her robes and shrugged. "Helping your soon to be ex-wife move out."
"Don't you dare speak to me-
"Like that you filthy little mudblood." Hermione finished for him. "It's rather old and overused don't you think? I mean a man such as yourself, who has had one too many mudblood women to dip your wand in, could surely come up with something more colourful than that."
Narcissa bit her lip to stop herself from laughing out loud.
"And we won't take long to get off your property." Hermione added for good measure. "And then you can play happy families with your filthy arsed mudblood mistress."
As Lucius walked past Hermione he warned. "You will pay for this!"
Hermione smirked. "Keep walking Malfoy, that's all you will do."
Once Lucius had left the room Hermione smiled at Narcissa.
"I wasn't expecting you." The blonde murmured.
Hermione put her hands in her pocket and shrugged. Shrugging was becoming a bad habit of hers she noticed. Though, she knew the blonde probably would not care.
Narcissa gave her a small smile.
"That was impressive by the way."
Narcissa turned and began to collect a few things for herself. "It was something I should have done a long time ago."
"Do you have anywhere to go?" Hermione asked.
"I have booked a room at the Three Broomsticks until I find somewhere to reside permanently." She said as all of her dresses and robes glided out of the large wardrobe and folded themselves into the large trunk that was open on the floor.
"Do you need any help packing?"
Narcissa had her back to Hermione. "No but can you accompany me to the Three Broomsticks."
"Of course."
Both women entered the bedroom Narcissa had paid for. Hermione dragging the oversized trunk that held the blonde's possessions. And Narcissa with a bottle of firewhiskey in her hand.
They had not spoken much while they made their way to there. The silence was good. It gave both woman time to think about their situations.
Settling the trunk down at the foot of the bed Hermione turned to Narcissa. "If you like I can lodge the divorce parchments with Ministry."
Narcissa put the bottle of firewhiskey on the small table and sat in the chair near it. "I have a solicitor that I'm meeting tomorrow morning."
Hermione nodded.
Narcissa finally voiced what was plaguing her mind since the previous day.
"Why did you come back?" Narcissa asked. "You left in quite a hurry yesterday."
The brunette joined Narcissa at the table.
"I was worried." She said simply as she sat down.
"I told you Lucius is not is nothing I couldn't handle." Narcissa smirked.
"You proved that right." Hermione laughed. "But it still didn't stop me from worrying."
Narcissa looked across at the brunette. She was left confused about what they had done in the library. It was obvious that Hermione wanted her. She just didn't know what stopped the brunette from taking her when she had the chance.
"Would you like a glass of firewhiskey?" Narcissa asked.
I really shouldn't be here. She should be left alone.
"Do you have to go back to work?"
"No. I….uh.." Hermione struggled.
"Then have a glass." Narcissa smirked.
"Ok." Hermione gave in. "Just one though."
Narcissa nodded as she poured the brown liquid into a glass.
Glass in hand Hermione raise it and said. "To freedom, I guess."
"To freedom"
Their glasses clinked and Narcissa drained the liquid in one long sip.
"Feel better now?" Hermione teased.
"More so now than ever before." Narcissa poured another glass.
Four glasses of firewhiskey later both women stared intently at each other. Hermione really wanted to just clear the table of its beverage and glasses and lay Narcissa down on it and eat her until her raging hunger subsided.
Narcissa could see the want in Hermione's eyes and tried her best to seem not so drawn to it.
The longer Hermione stayed the harder it was for her to find an excuse to leave. She took a sip of her drink and contemplated what Ginny had told her to do. Although she really wanted Narcissa, she could not possibly go there with the ink still drying on the blonde's divorce papers. The bottom line was that Hermione wanted to be more than the rebound shag.
The next question was. How long could she keep Narcissa at a distance for? Hermione honestly didn't know.
And it was going to be very difficult for Hermione more especially when Narcissa broached the subject of their kiss.
"Why did you leave yesterday?" The blonde asked quietly.
Hermione shifted.
"Would you like honesty or courtesy?" Hermione asked back.
"Honesty." Narcissa frowned.
"As right as kissing you felt. It was still wrong." Hermione tried to convince herself that what she said was true.
Narcissa tilted her head to the side. "How so?"
"I was meant to be doing my job." Hermione murmured.
"Were you doing your job when you came back this morning?" Narcissa asked sharply.
Great now you've pissed her off
Hermione sighed. "No. I left a meeting with the Minister to see you."
Narcissa eyebrows rose but she did not say anything.
Under the uncomfortable stony silence Hermione stood and walked toward the door. She stopped and turned to the blonde who had her back to her.
"If there is anything you need." Hermione hesitated when Narcissa did not turn to her. "You know where to find me."
I Hope that wasn't too bad.
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