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10

Lucius was standing by the bar and watched his wife dance with her cousin Neville. She looked stunning, as always. She had a burgundy red dress which was clinging to her hips, showed off the back and perfectly accentuated her amazing butt cheeks. Seeing them like that made him want to spank her. Unfortunately it was his event so there wouldn't be any spanking. Not that he minded going down on her, quite the opposite, but that ass was taunting him with its perfectness.

He also noticed the other men looking at her with a renewed interest, obviously expecting her to soon be back on the market.

He had panicked when he saw that article. There had of course be rumors that the law might be abandoned. The suggestions he'd heard had been ranged from it just being dropped with no effect on the already married couples, meaning that they'd still have to live up to the demands put on them when they were married with kids and regular sex, to everyone getting off it all if they wanted. He hadn't been surprised that they'd gone for the extreme option. The rage against the law in the magical world had been extreme. Parents protesting that their sons and daughters were forced to marry people they'd never even met. Or worse; former death eaters like him.

The last six months Lucius relationship with Alma's parents had been good. Pleasant even. The two of them had been invited to dinner quite regularly and they had paid in kind. The first time her parents had been extremely uncomfortable, but these days the dinners were pleasant even if they were at the mansion. They were Alma's parents so they knew her and they knew that she was happy with him. That alone made them like him and he understood why. He found the woman Draco was married to rather silly, but she made Draco happy so he liked her.

"There are bets on you," Snape said as he came to stand next to him. "How long it takes before your wife applies for divorce."

"I had a feeling they were." He took the glass Snape was offering. "Did you place a bet?"

"No."

"Stupid. I'm sure you could make quite a lot of money since you know we're not getting a divorce."

"I know. Sue told me."

"Sue?"

"Apparently they'd talked the day the news was released. Your girl was terrified you'd divorce her so you wouldn't get a half-blood child. Or just because you were fed up with her." Snape emptied his drink. "And since I'm quite aware of your feeling towards her, I'm fairly certain there's no divorce in sight."

"So Sue tells you what they're talking about?"

"Sometimes."

"What about you two? Have you decided?"

"No divorce," Snape said and shook his head.

"Congratulations?"

Snape laughed. "I've gotten used to her, she to me and... Might not be love, but we enjoy each other's company. It could become love." He nodded towards Alma. "Was it merely her stunning revelation that made you get over the half-blood part?"

"Her stunning revelation, her personality and," he looked meaningly at his old friend. "you're a half-blood. You're my oldest friend, guess I figured it had to mean something."

"I'm honored," he said with a sarcastic bow, "the man who swayed a Malfoy from his purity quest."

Lucius opted to laugh about it. He looked at the vultures gathering around Alma and Neville. "I think I'm going to go and make a statement."

"Please do. I'm going to go and see what that does to the bets."

"Keep me informed."

"You know it."

He walked out to the dance floor, Neville let go of Alma and she turned around, looking surprised.

"Do you mind?"

"No, Sir," Neville responded and took a step back.

He put and arm around Alma's waist and took her hand.

"Only time you dance with me is when you want to remind someone I'm your wife, so who is it this time?"

"They're placing bets on us. How soon you'll apply for divorce."

"You're messing with the bets," she said with a smile.

"Yes. So please look very much in love while we do this and then I thought we'd have a huge fight in the bar in an hour. To finalize it, I planned on us getting caught, fucking in the bathroom towards the end of the night."

"That should do some interesting things with the betting. Do you have someone on the inside?"

"Snape." He leaned closer. "I was joking, but I have a feeling you were perfectly serious."

"Maybe." She smiled at him. "Why are you more annoyed than usual. Or... proud. Hard time making up my mind about exactly what's wrong with you."

"I enjoy showing you off, but I hate other men looking at you thinking they have a chance."

"Interesting," she giggled. "I sense that I might get fucked fairly thoroughly tonight."

"You will, but that's more because of how you look. And you're already wearing the necklace."

He liked putting a Malfoy-jewelry necklace on her. In his mind it was a way to signal that she was his, and he liked spanking her when those extremely valuable things was the only thing she was wearing. Her naked, tied up, with a diamond necklace around her neck and high heels... it got him turned on just thinking about it.

"Mr. Malfoy, I think you're forgetting that this is your event that I accompanied you to. Which means that you're going down on me, make me cum and then get to fuck me."

He'd forgotten that, he probably would be able to convince her to take a spanking, but he liked these traditions.

"Such a greedy girl," he muttered, but he couldn't help smiling. "Can you wear the necklace while I do it?"

"Yes," she smiled.

After the dance she disappeared into the crowd, he kept busy as well, but saw her now and then. Sometimes on the dance floor, and it was while looking at her dancing that Sue came up to him.

"I would've thought that was something that bothered you. Her dancing with other men."

"No," he said, not taking his eyes off her. "Because I know I can take over whenever I like. Also, because I know she's capable of snapping their neck in less than a second, and I know she would do that if they touched her inappropriately."

Sue laughed. "I'm glad you talked. She was very worried. She loves you a great deal, I hope you know that."

"I do." He looked at her laughing and giving the man a smile before leaving the dance floor, heading towards him. "I'm more uncertain to why."

"I would've thought that was obvious," Sue laughed. "You respect her and you've done that all along. She was scared senseless when she married you, and you respected her to the best of your ability. Women notice those things."

"I assume you could tell me why I love her, too." He said it half as a joke and half because he wondered if she could tell him.

"Because she brought forward parts of you that you didn't know existed."

He stared at Sue and then felt Alma circle his waist. "Sue, are you gossiping about what we're gossiping about?"

"No," Sue said with a smile. "I think I just opened up his eyes a little."

"You know what that does to men!" Alma scolded her friend and then looked at him.

Sue was right, absolutely right. It wasn't the only reason, but it surely was one of them.

"When are you coming back from Madrid?"

"Four days," Lucius answered even if the question was directed at Alma. "I'll make sure she sends you an owl, but if you excuse me, I'm going to take my wife home now."

"Have fun," Sue giggled and gave Alma a kiss on the cheek.

They said goodbye to everyone that mattered before going home. When he came out from the bathroom, Alma was on her back in the bed, in nothing but that necklace and high heels.

-o0o-

Alma had never been in Madrid before. The magic society was huge there and the shops very exclusive. She would've enjoyed them so much more if she'd been in them with Sue, Hannah, Hermione or Lucius, but not with these women.

She had no idea why they were so malicious. Mean, constant hints about divorce, or how she was only staying with Lucius so she would be able to uphold the lifestyle she'd gotten used to.

During dinner she sat silent next to Lucius, listening to him talking business and ignoring the conversation the women were having. Towards the end of the dinner, it all came crashing down on her, she felt like crap. Just then, Lucinda, one of the ringleaders, leaned over and ran her hand along the ruby necklace she was wearing.

"Such a beautiful necklace. I can see how things like this would be hard to give up and probably worth staying with such an old man."

"Oh, it's not the jewelry that makes her stay," Lucius said and Lucinda jumped in her chair, she probably hadn't expected him to hear her. "It's the fact that I make her cum like the Hogwarts Express whenever she wears them."

"Excuse me!"

He leaned closer. "I eat her pussy until she comes like the Hogwarts Express whenever she wears beautiful Jewelry. It turns me on." He stood up. "So if you excuse us, that's what we're going to do now."

He took Alma's hand and walked her up to the room. When they came into the room, he sat her down on the bed.

"Wanna tell me about today?" he asked. She shook her head and dried her cheeks. "They think you're staying with me for the money?"

"Yes." Then she giggled. "I think you might've changed their mind about that. Now the think I'm an orgasm craving crazy woman."

"Wouldn't be far off." He sat down next to me. "You should've told me."

"It hasn't been like this every time." She took his hand and looked at him. "I don't care, as long as you know why I'm staying, that's fine."

"I do care. I don't accept my business partners' wives treating my wife badly. And I never will." He kissed her hand. "I'll bring Sue here for tomorrow. She'll keep you company."

"Thank you," she whispered.

"And, honey, if people treat you bad, you tell me. Alway. And also, you bite back. You're Mrs. Malfoy, you don't take any crap from anyone."

She leaned against him. "Okay." She turned her head and looked at him. "Can I sit on your face for that trip with the Hogwarts Express?"

"Yes you can." He leaned down and kissed her. "I love you and I know you love me, which means I know why you're staying with me, so don't think for a second they can make me divorce you by sowing bad seeds."

"I still think you owe me the head of the century after today."

"I agree."

She was lying next to him a few hours later, resting on his arm and stroking the hair on his chest. He was sleeping, but she couldn't. No matter what he said, or what she said, it felt like that horrible woman had sown a seed of doubt in her rather than him. And also; she didn't want people to think that about her.

She got out of bed, took her robe and went out on the balcony after summoning a cup of tea.

"She's a bitch," she heard and it took her a few seconds to be able to locate it. It was coming from the balcony next to theirs. "Lucinda, she's a bitch and she's been trying to start something with Lucius for years. Always talks about how even their names match."

It was Yvetta, one of the slightly younger wives, she was in her mid-thirties.

"I didn't know that," Alma said. "I knew she was a bitch, but not that she..."

"Was after your husband." Yvette smiled. "Mind if I jump over?"

"No. Would you like some tea?"

"Yes, please," she said as she sat down. "I'm sorry I haven't... defended you more. Frankly; I was kind of surprised to see you."

"You thought she was right."

"Maybe a little. Or in combination of him being... rather determined when it's something he wants." She sipped from the tea. "But after his brilliant performance tonight, I figured it out."

"You did?"

"Yes. You two actually love each other. I mean, I get that the Hogwarts Express orgasms help, but I don't think that's all there is. And I admit; I'm surprised."

"Think we all are," Alma mumbled and then laughed. "My parents most of all."

"I think she'll calm down tomorrow. Lucius is an important business partner to her husband. Her insulting you, upsetting Lucius, probably cost her quite a beating."

"Beating?" Alma exclaimed.

"One of the reasons she was rather happy when Narcissa died, she hoped Lucius would take her as his mistress, pay for her so she could leave her husband."

"Why doesn't she just leave him?"

"Because she's all those things she accused you of. She loves expensive things and probably thinks a few beatings a year makes it worth it." She put out her cigarette. "Either way, she'll be nicer tomorrow. Probably annoyingly nice."

"It doesn't matter. My friend is coming tomorrow. I'll spend the day with her." She looked at Yvette. "You could come with us, if you'd prefer that."

"I think I would. I'll see you for breakfast" She stood up and just as she was about to climb over to her own balcony, she turned around. "He sent for her, didn't he? So you'd have better company."

"Yes."

"Madly in love with you," she laughed and disappeared.

"Are you talking to someone?" Lucius asked when he came outside.

"Yes. Yvette. She seems nice. She's coming with me and Sue tomorrow."

"Your choice." He pulled her out of the chair. "I'm bringing you to these things so I have company in bed which means I don't like waking up alone."

"Then don't fall asleep before I'm tired."

"Get that little ass inside, and I'll get you tired."

She laughed and walked inside with his hand holding a firm grip of her ass.

Sue came the next day and her shopping spree with her and Yvette was great fun. Yvette sat next to her at dinner that night. Sue had left during the evening, content that Yvette would take care of Alma. Alma was still happy that she'd come. Lucinda kept eyeing her and did try to catch her when she went to the bathroom. Apologizing profusely, but Alma didn't care.

"Had a better day?" Lucius asked when they got back to their room.

"Yes," she answered as she undressed. "How was your day?"

"Productive." He pulled her close and kissed her. "Promise me to talk about when people treat you badly. It means they treat me badly too."

"Okay. I'm still learning all this, you know."

"You're doing good, darling. I'm proud of you, always."