A/N: I thought I'd give you a bit of smut, as I've not included any in awhile and poor Lucius is getting decidedly randy. It's a short chapter, but I'm hoping the content will distract you from that fact.
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Hermione fumed in silent frustration as she perused the stacks at Flourish and Blotts. She'd been looking for some books to help start her research for writing her first Muggle Studies textbook, but had so far ended up empty-handed.

"Bollocks" she muttered under her breath. "This is a huge waste of time."

At that moment Lucius appeared at her side, having had a similarly fruitless search in another row for books about wizarding primary education. He planned to write a book about the topic, which would prime the wizarding public to accept this fundamental change in education. Once the book had been released and read, he planned to seriously advocate this idea to the Hogwarts Governors' Board, along with his plans for providing the proper orientation into the wizarding world for muggleborns and their families, along with muggle-raised halfbloods.

"As I recall, I believe we began our relationship on this very note," Lucius observed dryly as he leaned down give her a quick kiss on the top of her head. "You were fuming about a book you'd skimmed when I first engaged you in conversation."

"That's right!" Hermione said, smiling. "It was that awful book about squibs." Reaching up to give him a quick kiss, she continued, "I can't believe it's been almost a whole year since that happened."

"Time flies when you're having fun, my dear," Lucius told her, returning her smile. After a pause, he asked, "Are you not having any luck finding books for your research?"

"Not at all!" she exclaimed in disgust. "What little they have here on muggles is outdated, incomplete, misleading, or just plain wrong! I'm simply not going to find anything useful for my research here, I'm afraid."

"I can't say as I'm having much better luck researching pre-Hogwarts education," he informed her. "There's plenty about the topic, of course, but it's all geared to home schooling: practical advice for parents educating their children, how to choose a private tutor, and so on. Apparently, the idea of establishing a primary school system never occurred to anyone."

"It would seem as if we have our work cut out for us then," Hermione sighed. "We might as well go home. It's about time for me to feed Lucia, anyway."

"All right," he said. "Just let me pay for these books first."

"What do you have?" she asked. "I though you came up empty-handed as well."

"I did as far as a primary school system goes," he confirmed. "But I found a few that might be of some use in designing a standard curriculum for a future school system. I also intend to get with Draco's former tutor at some point and exchange ideas with him as well."

A half hour later, Lucius and Hermione were seated cozily side by side as they enjoyed their afternoon tea. Hermione had fed Lucia, with Breezy whisking her away for another nap just moments before.

"I've been thinking that we ought to take a trip to Salem to do some research there," Hermione told Lucius after they'd finished their tea. "You remember that they've already got such programs in place, plus I'm sure their Muggle Studies program could be successfully adapted for our needs."

"That a good idea," Lucius agreed. "We are about due for some time away, I think." Reaching over to take her hand, he murmured in a low voice, "And that would be an excellent place to resume our sex life. Why don't we leave for Massachusetts in about two weeks or so?"

"I should be ready for you then," Hermione said, blushing. "I can hardly wait; it's all I can do now to keep my hands off you."

"It's becoming increasing difficult for me to restrain myself around you as well," he admitted, giving her a knowing leer. "Actually, what I'd really like to do at this moment is take you into the bedroom and shag you senseless."

"You'll get your chance, soon enough," Hermione told him, returning his wicked grin. "And, you know, there is something I can do for you right now to take the edge off for awhile..."

Not waiting for a response, she aimed her wand at the library door, casting a locking spell on it, plus a quick Muffliato after that.

She walked over in front of Lucius' chair, then sank slowly to the floor in front of him. Lucius parted his legs, sighing in eager anticipation of what was to come.

Hermione slithered in between his open legs, then ran her hands seductively up his thighs, impatient with the cloth that put a barrier between them.

Lucius looked down at her with heavy-lidded eyes watching her movements, almost mewling with need.

"Patience, my love," Hermione said lowly as she reached to caress his already stiff cock through his trousers, which throbbed impatiently in response to her touch. After a moment, she undid his belt, then unfastened his trousers to release his straining manhood from its cloth prison.

She sighed in arousal as it stood rigidly at attention in front of her. Knowing the level of Lucius' need, she did not hesitate, but bent immediately to take him into her mouth.

No sooner had Hermione begun to run her fluttering tongue up and down his length, paying particular attention to the underside of the head, she felt Lucius' hands tangling in her hair.

"Mmmm, unnngh," he groaned in response to Hermione's oral ministrations. "Oh, yes, that's the way to do it. Mmm."

As she continued to pleasure Lucius, she felt him flex his hips, thrusting insistently into her mouth.

"Suck it harder," he muttered, his voice thick with arousal, as he felt the first faint tendrils of his approaching climax.

She obeyed, while reaching her hand to gently caress his testicles, not once breaking the rhythm of her tongue's worship of his pulsing shaft.

"Take it all," he growled, as he thrust up hard one last time as he shot his hot seed deep into her throat, at the same time holding her head down.

Hermione stilled as she felt the spasms of Lucius' cock in her mouth, immediately followed by the warm jets of his ejaculate. She accepted it willingly, pausing only to swallow, with him still deep in her mouth.

They both remained in this position for several long moments: Hermione's head on his lap, her arms around him, and Lucius with his head lolling back against the chair, as his hands idly caressed her hair.

Finally, Hermione reluctantly raised her head from his lap, then staggered back to her feet, while Lucius tucked himself back in and straightened his clothes.

"Come here, witch," he growled as she gained her feet, pulling her down to sit on his lap. Wrapping his arms securely around her, he claimed her mouth for an unhurried passionate kiss.

When they finally came up for air, he murmured, "Have I told you lately just how much I love you?"

"Yes," she said breathlessly. "But I never tire of hearing the words."

"I'm sorry that you didn't get anything out of that," he told her earnestly. "But you can be certain that I will make it up to you as soon as possible."

"Oh, but I did!" Hermione assured him. "Knowing that it was me who caused those delicious moans to come from your throat is a real turn-on for me."

Several long minutes later, Lucius drawled, "Just what was it what we were talking about, do you remember?"

"I haven't the foggiest," Hermione replied, as she snuggled closer into his embrace. "I can't say as I care very much right now what it was, either."

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