Warning: Humiliation. Sex. Language.

Chapter Two: The Death Eater

Lucius Malfoy was a taboo. We all accepted his help in the war, we all spoke for him in trial, and we all protected him as we would one of our own. But having some sort of relationship with him, friend or otherwise, was forbidden. That left Lucius alone most of the time, with the exception of his job. He had been brought down from his high place and was now the most looked down on of all of us.

I saw him every day, after all we both worked at the Ministry. Before he had always seemed so proud, so put together, so in control. Now he looked lost, alone, and close to insanity. I didn't need to follow him, as I had followed Severus, to learn Malfoy's vice. It was obvious what it was, and it was obvious what he needed.

We were together on an elevator, just the two of us, when I hit the emergency button to stop it. He looked at me and raised one pale eyebrow, then leaned against the wall. "Miss Granger, is something wrong?"

I saw some fear in his eyes and wondered how many times he had been backed into a corner by various people who didn't believe he should be walking free. "Yes," I said, 'something is. When are you going to stop moping about?"

I don't think he expected that and for a moment I almost saw him break through and thought he might just tell me off. Instead, he looked at the floor. "I don't know what you are talking about."

I smirked. "You do, but I'll fill you in anyways. You were once a very proud and noble wizard, and that has been ripped from you. Instead of doing something, you are letting it take you over. If you don't find your vice, and soon, I fear your sanity will be gone. So," I said and stepped closer. "I have a proposition for you."

He looked up at these words and raised that pale eyebrow again. Something in his eyes had changed and I knew I'd sparked his interest. "What would that be Miss Granger?"

"I think I've figured out your vice, even if you don't know it. I think it is humiliation." He looked almost angry but controlled himself. "I don't mean yours, I mean others. I think you'd like nothing more than to have someone who you can humiliate and put down, much like you did when Voldemort was at his peak." I saw the look in his eyes. I had it right. "So I am offering my services. I am sure that you have spoken with Severus, after all he is your only friend, and you are well aware of what has been going on with us. I am suggesting that I offer you the same services I offered him. I will help you with your vice, and you will be helping me with mine."

"Sex," he said.

"No," I said quickly. "Men are my vice, powerful and dangerous men. I found this out when I started seeing Severus. After all, sex was not that hard to find before Severus. I need more than sex; I need the presence of very powerful and very dangerous men. And you are both of those." He nodded. "So, shall we do this?"

"What will you tell others? It has been unheard of to even speak to me on more than a professional level." His eyes gave him away, he was scared.

I laughed. "Oh, I think you will find that no one will question me about my activities. Harry tried to find out about Severus and me, but he quickly found how I felt about him intruding in my life. And I figure, people will think I am still seeing Severus. Only you, I, and he will know that I am with you. After all, you wouldn't want anyone to know…"

"That I was fucking a Mudblood slut like you." He finished the sentence with a gleam in his eyes. It was the first time in months I had seen anything other than pain and fear in them. I only nodded. "Meet me at my house at 10pm tonight. Tell no one and come without your wand." Then he hit the button and ignored me the rest of the ride up there. But I felt the difference in him the moment he had called me a slut. Lucius Malfoy was back.

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I arrived at his house at exactly 10pm, without my wand. I was shown to the dungeons by Draco, another man I had on my list. Oh well, he would have to wait. I have a reservation with his father. As I walked down the stairs alone, I started to shiver. I had told Severus about this, and his session with me had been rough. My body hadn't quite gotten over the shock of the harm that he had done to me, and with no sex at the end, I was high strung. Often Severus left the sex out when he wanted to punish me, because my pain healed when he fucked me. So he had sent me off to Lucius beaten and horny. And I was almost certain that Lucius wouldn't mind, as a matter of fact I think he will enjoy it. Wincing, I opened the door and stepped into the dungeon. Lucius was there waiting. "Eyes to the floor," he said and I looked down. "Kneel," and as I did he came behind me and forced me down. I winced and couldn't hold back the gasp of pain. With his wand, he vanished my clothes and stared at me. I could feel his eyes on my skin. "Severus really did a number on you, didn't he?" I did not answer and I knew he didn't want me to. "Serves you right, for going to him. Stand up." I did as he said and stood in front him, still keeping my eyes on the floor. He ran a finger over my folds and laughed. "He didn't fuck you," he said. "Why should he, after all you are just his punching bag? You are my whore." He thrust a finger into me. "You like being hit, do you? You know that you belong beneath us. That you are fucking useless except for this, being used for sex and anger by greater men. You disgust me." He removed his finger and pushed me back on my knees. Standing in front of me, he unzipped and pulled his hard dick out. "Suck me off whore," he said. And I did just that.