DISCLAIMER: YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW!I OWN NOTHING! though I wish I did...

Here ya go, my lovelies! Lemon for you! I think this is the longest chapter in this story -feels proud-

And I tried to write it as fast as possible, considering my shitty life (school), but anyway... review please!

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Harry smiled and patted his friend on his back. "There, there, 'Mione!" he said, still smiling. Hermione didn't look up, but she did stop sobbing as badly as she had.

"How have you been?" he asked, trying to get her on other thoughts, not really feeling comfortable with seeing his friend crying.

She dried her eyes, and after taking a few deep breaths to calm herself, she started telling Harry about what she had been through since the Light lost the war.

"Well, at first I was sent to Azkaban together with many other muggleborn, but that didn't last long when someone who knew about my pretty good grades in school and I was set to sort some archives for the higher-ups, usually Death Eaters that's gotten a good job here in the ministry."

"They haven't done anything to you, have they?" Harry asked, hoping that his friend had been as lucky as he had been, and he was relived when he saw her shake her head.

"No, they didn't do anything, actually they've been surprisingly civil. I was sure that they would flaunt the fact that they have won the war in our faces, making our lives a hell." Harry nodded, he knew what she meant, he had thought exactly the same thing.

"But enough about me, what has happened to you? I thought you were killed in the battle!" she said, tears almost appearing in her eyes again.

"No, I didn't. Voldemort decided he wanted to take me alive and locked me in a dungeon. I later found out that he has changed quite drastically from the monster we knew though!" Harry said and laughed, while Hermione sent him a puzzled look.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"When he's not busy taking over the wizarding world, it seems like he prefers to play matchmaker with his Death Eaters" Harry said and laughed, Hermione didn't look any less puzzled though, and Harry decided that he had to explain Lucius and his growing relationship.

"Um, well... He kinda got to know that I have had these feelings towards a certain person, you see." he said, becoming more and more uncomfortable.

"So, he decided to give me to him as a kind of gift."

Hermione's eyes widened, and a little smile started to grow on her face, making Harry, if possible, even more nervous.

"Was that person Lucius Malfoy?" she asked, making Harry blush a little.

"How did you know?" he asked, but it didn't really surprise him that she knew, Hermione knew almost anything. And she worked in the ministry after all, maybe she had overheard something.

She laughed. "Really, Harry. What do you expect me to believe when he came in her with you? Malfoy doesn't come her that often, except when he has to attend some meetings, and why should he accompany you up here, if it wasn't for that you were under his care?"

"So," she continued "are you together now?" Harry couldn't help being even more surprised at how well the girl's intuition was. He knew he couldn't fool her, so he nodded. For a moment she just looked at him, then smiled brightly and hugged him.

"I'm so happy for you, Harry! You really deserve to be happy for once, and it seems from your smile whenever you say his name, that he can give that to you." she said, surprising him a little with the suddenly serious voice.

She grabbed his hand and dragged him off to some chairs in front of a bookshelf.

"If we're going to talk, we can at least do so sitting! It's feels so formal to be standing and talking!" she laughed, making Harry laugh too.

He realized how much he had actually missed her. Sometimes, she was annoying, always nagging about doing homework, that he had to eat properly since he was way too thin, and that he was a dense idiot. But she felt like an older sister to him, something that he had never had before in his life. She and Ron was really the only reason he had managed to survive trough all these years, with Voldemort after him all the time.

"But when did the Dark Lord go from evil to matchmaker?" she asked, a hint of amusement evident in her voice.

"I don't know. Maybe he was bored? Since he's taken control over the world already, I mean?" Hermione laughed.

"Well, 'Mione. Have you found that special person yet?" Harry said, wondering slightly if she and Ron were still interested in each other.

She didn't say anything for a moment, but then she broke the silence.

"I did like Ron for a long time, but he has someone else. I do have some contact with Victor though!"

Harry frowned. "Ron has someone else? He didn't tell me! Who is it? Is it someone I know?"

"Yes, it's someone you know, but I won't tell you. If Ron decides that you ought to know, then he'll tell you, but if not, then it's his business and not mine." she said sternly.

Now it was Harry's turn to be silent, he was going trough the people that Ron could possibly like. He was surprised that he liked someone else than Hermione, he had always seemed interested in her during their school-days. He had always been bothered by it when Hermione talked too much with other boys and he could never forget it when Ron found out about Victor Krum. He had never gotten off Hermione's back whenever she got a letter or talked about him.

He had been together with Lavender for a while, but as far as he knew, that was only to make Hermione jealous. It couldn't possibly be her. If it was, then he would have to have a serious talk with Ron.

"It seems like your trying to find out who it is?" Hermione said and interrupted his train of thought. "Just give it up, you won't be able to find it out."

"And why is that?" Harry pouted. Hermione opened her mouth to answer, but her eyes were fixed on something behind Harry and he turned to see what it was.

"Hello Harry" Lucius said. He wasn't smiling and it seemed like he wanted to keep the usual cold mask, but Harry could see a small smile in his eyes when he looked at Harry.

Hermione hurried to her feet and bowed her head, while Harry walked over to him and smiled.

"Are you ready to go?" Lucius asked, not even looking at Hermione. Harry nodded, before he walked back to his friend and hugged her. "Take care, will you?" he whispered in her ear, and she nodded. "And the same to you!" she whispered back, hugging him even tighter.

After saying a few more things, stuff like 'take care' and 'I'm happy for you' and 'I'll visit', he turned back towards Lucius and took the outstretched hand that the older man offered him.

When they came out in the corridor, Lucius turned his head and looked at Harry.

"Did you get to say what you wanted?" he asked, and Harry nodded.

"Yes, it was nice, it's been a while since last time I saw her!" he said, still smiling brightly.

Lucius just nodded, before hurrying towards the elevator. Harry briefly wondered why he was in such a hurry, but didn't give it that much thought. The older man was probably just a little tired from whatever business he had had to do at the ministry and wanted to get home as fast as possible.

They didn't say much to each other on the way home, and Harry was beginning to wonder if something had happened that made Lucius so thoughtful and silent.

So, he decided to break the now slightly uncomfortable tension that had built up along with the lack of noise.

"Hey, Luc? Did something happen at the ministry?" he asked nervously, fearing that something had indeed happened and that his (much) older boyfriend was in a bad mood because of it.

Lucius sharply looked up, like he had been thinking very hard on something, and only now realized he was not alone in the car. For a moment he just looked at Harry, then smiled and shook his head.

"Sorry Harry. I spaced of. Something about a new law some of the muggle-lovers wanted. About equal rights for muggles and wizards. Complete rubbish, if you ask me." he said, rather harsh, making Harry sigh. He had tried to get Lucius to be more sympathetic towards muggles, but the only thing he had accomplished was that the older man had gone from calling them 'mudbloods' to 'muggle-born'. Which in itself was not a bad thing.

Harry didn't say anything more, but he moved over to where Lucius sat and started using his shoulder as a pillow, making Lucius arch an eyebrow slightly, but he didn't comment on it, seemingly not against it.

It didn't take too much time before they arrived in front of Malfoy Manor. Lucius had to wake Harry, who had fallen asleep. When they had gotten inside, Lucius walked in the direction of his office, and Harry followed, not really sure what he wanted to do. Maybe he could help Lucius with some of his work?

They worked in silence for a little while. Harry hadn't really focused much, he had been spending the time watching Lucius instead of helping him, as he originally had intended.

'Why haven't we had sex yet?' he suddenly thought. 'I mean, we've been snogging and we've kissed each other many times, why haven't we had sex?' He couldn't help it, right? He was still a teenager, despite all the 'Golden Boy' and 'the Saviour of the Light' stuff, he still wanted to be like any other teenage boy. And unlike most boys his age, he had yet to experience having sex with anyone.

So, if Lucius wouldn't make a move, then he would! Harry grinned and walked over to Lucius.

"Luc, why don't you take a break" he softly said, playing a little with some silver hair.

Lucius looked up, and seemed to be thinking on it, before nodding.

"You're right, I should probably take a break, I won't be able to concentrate on this when the matters from the ministry is still unsolved." he said and stretched his arms a little, yawning. Harry deemed this the right moment, he wanted to see Lucius' surprised look, he liked to make the silver-haired man lose his calm mask and show a little emotion from time to time.

"Then why don't we go upstairs? It'll be easier to relax there" Harry said innocently, grinning like a maniac on the inside. If everything went according to his plan, he would finally get laid. 'Okay, now it sounds like I'm just after him for the sex' Harry thought to himself.

A couple of minutes later, they both laid in the big, king-size bed Lucius had in his room. Harry was playing with one of the buttons on Lucius' shirt, and the other lying, just watching Harry calmly.

"Harry" he said, making Harry stop playing with the button and look up. "If you want to have sex, you should just ask" Lucius said, with a lecherous grin, making Harry blush violently. How had the other seen trough his plan? Okay, maybe it wasn't that hard to figure out, but still!

He was shaken out of his thoughts when he felt Lucius' hands sneak under his shirt, and trace his chest, leaving goosebumps covering his skin.

Harry gasped when Lucius started to play a little with his nipples, grinning widely.

He felt himself starting to harden and he quickly pulled at the other's shirt to get it off.

"A little impatient, are we?" Lucius said, still grinning. Harry payed it no mind, and started kissing Lucius' neck, making the usually stoic man gasp a little.

Suddenly, Lucius decided to take matters into his own hands, and he quickly grabbed Harry's wrists and pulled them over the younger man's head, seizing his movements.

Harry whined and tried half-heartedly to free himself, but it was no use when Lucius started to lick and kiss his nipples, tweaking and rubbing, making Harry moan more and more.

Seriously, Harry felt like his whole body was on fire, and that was only from the small touches Lucius had given him. It felt both amazing and torturous at the same time.

"Ah, please Luc!" he cried and once again tried to free his hands.

Lucius smirked. "Please what, harry? I can't give you something unless you specify what it is you want!"

Harry's face turned an interesting shade of red, and the only thing he managed to get out was a few stuttered words.

Lucius decided to be a little nice, and moved his hands towards the waistband of Harry's pants, quickly opening the belt-buckle. As Lucius' hands brushed his now aching hard-on, Harry had to bite his lip to suppress a load moan. It felt so good! Lucius seemed to pick up on what he was thinking, because he started stroking Harry's member trough the fabric of his underwear.

"Aw, come on Luc! Please don't be a tease!" Harry whined, feeling more and more needy for every stroke Lucius did.

"Impatient much?" Lucius asked, but he still pulled off the raven-haired boy's boxers, leaving him completely naked. Lucius couldn't help but take in the picture of a naked, turned-on Harry, lying on his bed and practically begging him to fuck him.

Lucius decided to give in to Harry's whimpers, as he himself was beginning to feel quiet uncomfortable with the tightness in his pants.

He grabbed his wand and muttered a spell, making the clothes disappear, before whispering a lubrication spell, so Harry wouldn't get hurt.

Harry gasped when he felt something probe at his entrance, but Lucius started kissing him, distracting him from the fingers entering him. It wasn't until two fingers were inside and started scissoring to loosen him up, that he reacted to the slight pain.

"It'll get better soon." Lucius said softly, and kissed away the tears that had started forming in the corners of the younger man's eyes. Harry just nodded, not really trusting his voice.

He slowly started to get used to the feeling of the fingers inside him, when they brushed a spot that made him see stars, and he moaned loudly, making Lucius smirk slightly.

"You like that, Harry?" he whispered softly, and Harry nodded frantically in return, gasping when Lucius hit the spot with his fingers for the second time.

Lucius decided that Harry had been loosened up enough, and slowly removed his fingers, much to Harry's disappointment.

That didn't last long, because Harry suddenly felt something much bigger than Lucius' fingers at his entrance, and his eyes widened in the thought. He was sure he wanted this, but he couldn't help but wonder if it would fit.

His thoughts disappeared when he felt Lucius' lips crushing against his own, probing his tongue inside his mouth, at the same time as he pushed inside Harry.

It hurt, that he couldn't deny, and he could feel the tears starting to flow down his cheeks. Lucius couldn't help but feel sorry for him, and he bent down and slowly kissed the tears away, willing himself to not move until Harry was ready for it.

It took a few more moments, before Harry nodded slightly, and Lucius pulled out until only the head was left inside. His eyes met Harry's and pushed inside hard, making Harry cry out. After a few more thrusts, Lucius hit the spot that made Harry see starts.

"Ah! Please Luc!" he moaned, and Lucius groaned at the sounds coming from his young lover, as he lay under him panting and moaning, screaming his name.

It didn't take too long before Harry came, white cum spreading over both their chests. After just a couple more thrusts, Lucius came too, rolling to the side, so he wouldn't hurt Harry with falling on top of him.

For a few moments, they just lied there, before Lucius lazily flicked his wand to make the mess disappear.

Harry turned over and stared at Lucius with a little smile on his lips. Lucius just sent him a questioning glance.

"That was amazing, Luc" he said and kissed the older man softly on the lips before snuggling into his chest. Lucius smirked and pulled the covers over them.

"Yeah, you're right. We should definitely do this more often." he replied with a wide grin on his lips, and Harry huffed a little at the perverted voice of his lover, but let it go. He felt a wave of tiredness well over him, and he felt his eyes drift shut.

The last thing he heard before he fell asleep was Lucius whispering a soft "Good night, Harry".

Lucius watched as the other slept, he felt so... calm. Like everything in his life was okay, and he hadn't a single problem in his life. He smiled and kissed Harry's forehead, before he too closed his eyes and fell asleep, too exhausted to stay awake for one more minute. He would just have to do more work in the morning, he decided, and he couldn't help but wish Harry would find another excuse to keep him from doing his work. It was way too tiring, he concluded. Still, it did lead to sex with Harry, so maybe it wasn't that bad after all?

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So, I know the lemon was bad, but hey! It's late, and I should've gone to bed a long time ago, so don't come here and flame me, cause if you do, then I'll.. I'll... okay, can't come up with something now, but it will NOT be pleasant!

Again, review and tell me what you think! (but please no flamers, thank you!)