Two weeks later...

Hermione sat in The Great Hall between Ron and Harry, stirring the food around on her plate. It had been two weeks since she had found Lucius in that room and two weeks since she had a decent nights sleep. Her dreams kept her up most of the night, dreams of a man that she couldn't have, dreams of the man who despised her for her blood.

She had made up her mind to visit the Hospital wing for some potion to put an end to her dreams once and for all. She looked like she was tired, everyone noticed the bags under her eyes, the paleness of her skin and most of all, the occasional nod off in the middle of class – she couldn't take much more of this.

A sudden sound of excitement through out The great Hall stirred her from her thoughts. Owls few in dropping packages and letters but Hermione ignored them as she wasn't expecting anything. A small hoot made her jerk her head up and she noticed a large, Black owl sitting in front of her with his leg extended.

"WOW, You are a pretty bird." She cooed, and gave her a nice pat.

She untied the letter, scanned the contents, tucked the letter into her robes, gave the bird a treat and ran from the Great Hall, leaving Ron and Harry looking after her like she had gone mental.

"Hey Draco" Pansy asked sweetly, "Why did your fathers owl give the Mudblood a letter?"

Draco sighed, he had hoped no one else noticed, "I have no idea Pans – but I don't like it."

She agreed and they continued to eat their breakfast, He would owl his father later.

Hermione ran to her room as fast as she could. Lucius had sent her a letter asking her to meet him in the same classroom so he could talk to her and thank her properly. He swore in the letter that he meant her no harm and vowed to even take a wizards oath if she would just agree to meet with him.

She needed time to think before she owled him back and her room was the perfect place to do it without interruption, being Head girl had its props. She loved the extra freedom that came with being head girl. She loved the private room, she loved the shared common room, she loved everything except who the head boy was and that person happened to be Draco. It wasn't too bad living with Draco though, he spent most of his time in the Slytherin dorms anyway and only came up there to sleep.

Hermione crawled into her bed to think. It was Saturday and she didn't have to go anywhere or do anything and maybe if she could catch an hour of sleep, her mind would clear enough to decide what to do about Lucius.

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Four hours had passed and Lucius had yet to hear from Hermione. He wasn't one of the most patient men in the world and he sure as hell wasn't use to being ignored. He growled in frustration, grabbed his cane and floo'd to Hogwarts. He landed in the headmasters office where he quickly told Dumbledore he was going to the heads dorm to talk to Draco and left.

Lucius strolled down the hall, gradually losing his anger as he walked. He hadn't been able to get the girl off his mind for the last two weeks. The feel of her warm body against his was engraved in his memory and his sleep had been interrupted with the image of her gasping underneath him as he took her to a level of intimacy that he was sure she had never experienced.

He finally reached the head dorms, said the password and went inside. He would wait for her to come back even if it took all night. He went over to the large couch and sat down, picking up a book from the coffee table.

Lucius read for about an hour before a bleary eyed Hermione made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen. She didn't even notice the blond sitting on the couch as she started to mumble.

"Stupid Lucius, stupid dreams." she whined as she poured herself a glass of juice.

Lucius smirked as he listened to her banter, at least he wasn't the only one having issues.

"Did I hear you say my name Ms. Granger?" he asked smoothly.

Hermione's eyes went wide and she choked on her juice, "M-Mr. Malfoy." she stammered, "Uhh, Draco is not here."

"I am aware" he replied standing up

"Umm, he's uhh, probably in the slytherin commons – I'm sure you know the way." she said while clearing her throat. She really didn't need to be in the same room with the man that was only five minutes ago, staring as the lead in her dreams -- not to mention she was wandless at the moment.

"I'm sure you have received my owl so you would know that I've actually come to speak with you." he replied with a smirk.

Hermione grinned out of nervousness, what the hell was she going to do now.

"I was going to reply this evening." she replied before taking another sip of her juice, "I just hadn't got to it yet."

Lucius walked closer to Hermione, making her tense up, "Well Ms. Granger, I am here now so there is no need to owl." He reached out and grabbed her hand, tucking it into the crook of his arm, "Come sit with me so we can... talk."

Hermione went with him against her better judgment because she still wasn't sure of his intentions and things could get ugly if she tried to fight him.

"I haven't told anyone." she said quickly, hoping that was what he had come to talk about.

Lucius waved his hand dismissively as he adjusted himself on the couch so he could talk to her.

"You look very tense Ms. Granger – come here for a moment and I will repay you for your kindness a few weeks back."

Hermione blushed, "Uhh, It's quite alright." she stated, "Its a permanent condition I have due to carrying books." she replied, hoping he believed her lame excuse.

"Nonsense, I insist." he said with a smirk and pulled her so her back was facing his chest.

Hermione yelped and looked for the easiest way to flee from the room.

"Really Mr. Malfoy, It's fi – ohhhhh." she groaned as he hit a tender spot on her shoulder.

"I can work wonders with my hands Ms. Granger. Just sit back and relax – in sure you will enjoy this."

That was it, the room suddenly turned into a broiler room, did he really have to tell her what wonders his hands could do?

"Yes, it feels lovely, but I'm sure you came to talk for a reason." She was really enjoying it .. a bit too much and needed a distraction.

Lucius bent down and put his lips right to her ear, "Talk, Ms. Granger, can be overrated." he purred, licking the shell of her ear, "You see, I cant seem to get the way your body felt up against mine out of my head, the way your body curved in all the right places – and if I'm not mistaken, you seem to be having the same problem as I can see how you are responding to me."

Hermione had to squeeze her thighs together a little. He started to suck on her neck and it was doing the most delicious things to her body.

"W-we cant... do this." she sighed, trying to hold onto her composure, "You're married and --"

"Shhhh" he said quickly, "My wife and I are together only in name. She doesn't even live at the manor most of the time as she would rather stay with her newest lover."

"But" she tried to interrupt

"It was a forced marriage.. we are in fact in the process of a divorce as Narcissa wishes to marry her lover."

Hermione still didn't feel right about this but his hand was now traveling down her side and under her shirt and her thought process was completely pushed to the back burner. His hand reached her breast and massaged gently as the other was rubbing her soft stomach.

"I know you want me Hermione, I can feel it." he whispered as he kissed down her neck, "all you have to do." he paused as his hand went down her stomach and disappeared into the rim of her shorts, brushing her core with the tips of his fingers, "is say yes and I will give you what you and I both want."

Hermione gulped and leaned against him, softly grinding her core against his fingers, "Yes" she breathed, "but not in the common room."

She knew it was pointless to fight it. She wanted to feel him just as bad as he wanted to feel her.

"point the way" he said as he lifted her off the couch. Hermione led him to her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Lucius didn't spare a second before he pulled Hermione flush with his body and taking her mouth into a deep, forceful kiss. He had been thinking about this for two weeks and now that it was so close, he wasn't going to go slow.

"I hope you're ready to be slyhterinized." he growled and he walked them towards the bed.

Hermione shuddered and moaned at his words, she liked the fact that he was taking charge instead of being calm and passive... not that she ever thought he would be.

He stopped at the edge of the bed and lifted her shirt over her head, taking in the sight of her ample little body.

Hermione blushed a little as he stared but really didn't mind – if she had her way, she would be doing the same thing to him very shortly. She reached her hands up and started to unbutton his robes.

"Lets not waste time." he whispered as he placed his hand over hers. He pulled his wand, said a quick spell leaving them both naked to each other.

He pushed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, pressing his cock to her clit and allowing it to rub her sensitive nub. He lowered his mouth to her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth with a power suckle. Her skin tasted just as sweet as he imagined it would and he found himself wanting more.

Her breath was becoming more and more ragged by the second as his mouth assaulted her nipple and his cock teasing her clit.

"Lucius." she breathed out, "I've been imagining this for two weeks ... don't make me wait any longer."

Lucius smirked against her breast and adjusted his cock, sliding into her tightness with a long, hard thrust.

"Oh... gods" She moaned as he filled her,

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Outside her room, Draco and Pansy were standing at the bottom of the stairs smirking.

"The mudblood finally found someone to bang her." Draco laughed

Pansy laughed but she was more curious, "Well we know its not Potter or Weasley ... who else could it be?"

Draco shrugged, "No clue but they have to come out sometime." he replied with a smirk, "I'm just going to sit here and wait it out so I can congratulate the guy that managed to snag the Gryffindor princess."

Pansy laughed and made her way to the couch, inquiring minds wanted to know.

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Lucius wrapped his arms under her and over her shoulders, holding her in place as he thrust deeper and harder.

"You're a tight little Gryffindor" he hissed as she squeeze around him. He could feel that he was hitting her cervix but she didn't seem to mind.

"Fuck Lucius" she whimpered, her dreams didn't come close to this. He was hitting everywhere inside her, touching each nerve that would send a pulse through her body.

He increased his speed, wanting to bring her over the edge first. It had been along time since he had the softness of a womans body under him and he found he enjoyed far more the the jutting hip bones of his emaciated looking wife. He didn't ant this to be a one time thing... no he needed this witch to enjoy over and over again.

"Lucius... I'm so close." she squeaked, matching him thrust for thrust.

"Say you will be my lover my little Gryffindor" he groaned, "say it and I will give you release."

Hermione would have agreed that she was the Queen of England at that point but she was able to decipher what he was saying and she couldn't figure out a reason not to.

"Yessssssssss" She moaned, "I'll be your lover."

Lucius bent down and bit her shoulder, marking her as his as he thrust harder into her accepting body. He knew she was close by the way her walls were tightening around his cock, making her feel incredibly tight.

"Come for me my little witch, I want to feel it." he panted.

His words set her off, driving her to the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt. Her walls clamped down around his large cock, milking him into submission and with a roar he released inside her, stiffening his body as his hips continued to jerk.

He collapsed on top of her, trying to regain the strength in his arms enough to roll off of her. Hermione didn't mind his weight one bit as she was still seeing flashes of lights in front of her eyes.

"I will be visiting often." he panted

Hermione smiled at him, "Good.. this has done wonders for my stress level."

Lucius smirked, "be prepared to get rid of some of the tension as well ... in about five minutes."

"No problem" she said with a smirk rivaling his own.

Two hours later, Hermione and Lucius left the comfort of her bedroom and waled down the stairs. Draco and Pansy had heard the door open and turned their attention to the couple that Draco claimed could go on forever... he wasn't very patient either.

He didn't see the man at first as Hermione was wrapped around his waist, nibbling on his lips.

"Good grief Granger." Draco drawled, " Didn't you get enough over the last three hours."

Hermione froze but Lucius lowered her down, revealing his face to his son, "I hardly think that is any of your business Draco." he smirked.

Draco turned a deathly shade of white while Pansy fainted.

Lucius drug Hermione to the portrait hole and kissed her again, "See you Friday love." and walked out of the dorm leaving a speechless Draco in his wake.

Hermione grinned and walked past Draco with a sway in her hips – she wasn't trying to be funny but Lucius had rode her hard, "Goodnight Draco." and with that she walked up the stairs and back into her room. She was ready to finally get a decent nights sleep.