A/N: Sorry this took a while to get out to you all. I had the stomach flu and I pretty much just slept and ate non-solids, but I do hope you enjoy!
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Lacey was thankful that Ron didn't even glance up from his desk when she skittered to a halt in front of her own, a half an hour late that morning. She was flushed, her hair messier than normal (thrown up hurriedly in something slightly resembling a chignon) and she was wearing flats for the first time since her so-called 'transformation' and complete wardrobe overhaul. It certainly wasn't a very auspicious start to the morning.
It proceeded to get worse for Lacey when Draco Malfoy traipsed haughtily into the Auror office, garnering glances from the newest Aurors and a foul look from Ron behind the glass door of his office.
"Good morning Lacey," the blonde said rather boredly, stopping in front of her desk and placing both of his palms on it. She didn't look up at his face, merely glanced at his almost neurotically well-manicured hands.
"Draco," she greeted simply. It was half past ten and she was already knee-deep in paperwork.
"You have dinner plans," he proceeded in a quieter voice, well aware that Ron was staring daggers at him while on his mobile with Luna, clearly trying to twist the grimace of his face into something resembling a smile to pull off a more pleasing tone with his wife.
"No, I do not. I am staying home, ordering takeaway, and taking a bath," she mused, her eyes quickly scanning a document and Draco tapped his fingers impatiently on her desk.
"Myself, my father, Astoria, and you are having dinner together at the Manor at eight. You said you wanted to meet her. So, I arranged it," he whispered, bowing his head a little bit lower, although his prolonged stay was starting to get rather suspicious and Lacey silently willed him to go away. Harry's office door had just opened and it was clear everyone was curious as to why Draco Malfoy kept visiting Lacey. Sometimes the Ministry was nothing more than a glorified gossip mill.
This finally made Lacey look up, with something akin to horror on her face, "What about your mother?"
"She has plans. It was originally supposed to be a Malfoy only dinner, but since she has an outing with some of her friends planned, I am inviting you instead."
"Does your fiancée know?"
"Merlin, Lacey don't be daft!" Draco hissed at her, clearly more than annoyed now as he began to fiddle with his cufflinks, "I thought you would have a bigger brain to fit into your ridiculously tall body."
"And I thought you would have a bigger dick, but apparently you don't if you are going to bombard your fiancée with a dinner with her future father-in-law's lover!" Lacey looked up at him with a smirk, keeping her voice low, although she could hear some rustling in Ron's office.
"My dick is more than big enough Lacey, I assure you. I am sure you would like to know," he smirked back, straightening himself as he pulled away from her desk, "But she won't act as she would normally if I prepared her for it. Think about that Delaney," he moved to walk away but turned with an afterthought, "Oh, my father wants to know if you got his note?"
"Don't you have better things to do then play owl to Daddy, Draco?" Lacey faux-simpered, rolling her eyes.
"Well?" he prompted.
"Tell his exasperating arse to ask me himself if he wants to know something, now get out," she finished the conversation. With a smile, Draco sauntered back out of the Auror office and as Lacey expected, both Harry and Ron were on her in a moments' time.
"There has been far too much of Malfoy in this office lately," Harry started and Lacey had to laugh, thinking it hilarious that 'the Boy who Lived' was still anxious anytime one of the blondes came within a mile radius of him.
"Coincidental I am sure," Lacey brushed it off. She silently mused that if Harry knew about his ex's new bed-partner, his focus would not nearly be so much on the Malfoy family.
"Is he trying to get you to go out with him?" Ron asked, staring worriedly down at the girl he viewed as a little sister, although they were born merely a year apart.
"No, he is engaged, remember?"
"Not like that means anything to a Malfoy" Harry scoffed.
"Boys, I appreciate your concern alright, but nothing is going on. Draco is simply bored and running errands for his father. We do deal with the International Magical Office of Law pretty frequently," she shut them both up in an instant, "Now Harry, your one o'clock has been pushed to two and Ron, Kinglsey wants a word upstairs. He just sent a memo."
She pointed to the jumpy piece of paper on her desk and both men sighed, moving back into action for the day, but not without a bit of concern for the brunette.
~o0o~
"I can't even tell you how happy that I am that you are back in my arms, I was really worried about you love," Sirius sighed sleepily as he wrapped his arms tighter around Ginny. They had both decided that a lie-in would be best, having nowhere to be for the day, and Ginny had to admit that his arms were the best possible option of any plan she could have come up with.
"Can we talk about it?" she asked, getting right to the point. Although making up with him in the last few hours had been wonderful, she knew it was high time that their relationship became more than mind-blowing sex and shared jokes. Sirius moved away from her for a moment, sitting up on the bed and she did the same, so that they were looking each other in the eyes.
"Gin, you are scaring me. Did…did something happen?" Sirius asked with more than a hint of sadness in his voice as he pushed some of his hair back to keep it from falling into his eyes. Although he was usually never one to doubt his looks or sexual expertise, sometimes he felt that he didn't deserve Ginny and that he was going to lose her to someone else.
"I, well…when I left, I went to Harry's place…"she admitted and his face immediately fell. A few seconds of silence passed between them and she could tell he was clenching his jaw.
"So you went back to him…"
"No! Merlin, no Sirius I didn't sleep with him. He slept on his couch, he was mostly a gentleman…"
"Mostly?" Sirius cocked an eye-brow, more than a little pissed.
"Well of course he tried something but I said no. I told him I had a boyfriend who I was committed to and that he and I are not ever going to be a couple again," she said firmly, her eyes flashing with emotion.
"Then why would you go to him Ginny, if you feel nothing for him? I mean, most of the world is wishing for you two to get back together. It would make your mother's life to see her baby with the 'Chosen One'" Sirius spat out bitterly, "Why there? Why not to Lacey's?"
"Because Harry knows things about me that most people don't. But now I want you to know them Sirius. We've been together for almost six months now and I want more than this hiding and sneaking around and these stupid fights. I know it is complicated and confusing between us, but with Narcissa being here, it has put me in a really bad place…"
"Because we have so little privacy?"
"No! Well, sometimes, but because of Lucius!" she sighed, her stomach wracked with nerves.
"What about him?"
"The diary, Sirius…I want to talk about the diary," her eyes were suddenly full of tears and he pulled her close to him in one of the bear hugs that only he knew how to give properly. He knew his revived relationship with his cousin raised many eyebrows, but he hadn't considered that his girlfriend would ever have a problem with it. It had of course shocked him to the core when his best friend had fallen for Narcissa, but Sirius knew better than anyone to go by the words 'innocent until proven guilty' otherwise he wouldn't be sitting in his bed at the moment. He knew that the only thing Narcissa was really guilty of was being a spoiled brat, coddling her son to no end, and letting her husband's activities, be them sexual or Deatheater related, slide past her. Lucius, on the other hand, Sirius had no respect for. He was proud and slightly stunned that Lacey had jumped into her task to seduce him so nobly to help Remus and Cissa, and of course wanted blather about the man's life, but there was no respect there once he had learned that he had been as cruel and careless as to slip a possessed diary to a young and impressionable girl: a girl that had grown up to be his girlfriend and lover.
"What did Lucius do to you?" Sirius very nearly growled, knowing by the look on Ginny's face that there was something more to the story. To his great relief she quickly shook her head and wiped some tears out of her eyes with the heels of her palms.
"Nothing, no….I've forgiven Lucius I have…but with Narcissa being with us so much…I mean, don't get me wrong Sirius, I do like her….but it has just brought back some memories I always hoped to forget."
"Then tell me, my arms are always a safe place for you Ginny, and nothing you could tell me would ever make me love you less," he promised and she paused, grinning. There were very few times that the 'love' word had passed between them recently and she was grateful for it whenever it happened, as she knew she did love Sirius.
"Sirius," she sighed, holding his hands tightly, her little pale ones gripping his strong ones almost painfully, "Tom raped me in the Chamber of Secrets, before anyone got there."
Sirius felt as though he had been punched in the stomach as all of the air left him and he simultaneously felt a strong urge to vomit and to cry and to put a fist through the wall. His conflicted feelings tugged at his body so hard that it caused him to freeze.
"No one knows except Harry and Lacey, and now you…please Sirius…don't look at me like that…"
"I'm not mad at you," he said gruffly, "I am just disgusted at the brutality of the dark magic that I am thankful every day is gone from this world…how someone could do that to a little girl…"
"Tom convinced me that he was in love with me, that I was his girlfriend…and it…" Ginny started to cry and Sirius pulled his fists away from her, "Stop calling him Tom!"
"That is what I knew Voldemort as and trust me when I say it is no endearment Sirius!" she yelled back at him, their faces inches from each other, both twisted in pain, sadness, and anger, "But I refuse to still be afraid of him like that if I can help it…"
"Ginny…"
"I just wanted you to know. I know Lucius didn't anticipate that, but I am still so pained by that, and I needed you to know so that you can know every part of me".
"I am so sorry Ginny, so so sorry," Sirius hugged her close to him again. Ginny felt closer to him than ever before, having finally let go of the part of her that she felt she had to hide from anyone. Nothing had ever been fully confirmed about that night, and she was never checked for sexual abuse and kept it to herself as she was too young and afraid to really know what had been happening. She just remembered the brutality of it, the slaps to her face, and the rough way the young incarnation of Tom Riddle had forced himself upon her, telling her that she was a stupid blood-traitor and an idiot to ever believe that he loved her, that he had only manipulated her. It was all a rush of memories now, and then blackness. When she had woken up, it had all been over.
When she had grown up a little more, and realized the severity of what happened, she didn't really want to tell her parents, as things were getting worse and worse in the wizarding world, and then her father had been bitten and almost died from Voldemort's damned snake. It was in those later years at Hogwarts that Ginny realized Voldemort and his Deatheaters were not above rape, and finally told Lacey, and then Harry about it when they started seeing each other, as Harry had been her first real sexual experience. After she had released it, she had wanted to bury it, but now she felt even better that Sirius knew everything.
"I want to go out tonight," she said suddenly, in a soft voice a little raspy from tears, "I want to go out in the world, you and me, and I don't give a flying fuck if anyone sees us. And I want to tell my family soon."
"Hold on now darling, one thing at a time," Sirius couldn't help but break into a little laughter that her tenacity had come back so quickly. Neither of them were ones to dwell on sad moments, but they appreciated them for what they were, and they moved on stronger than before.
"I am serious!"
"No, I am, love," he winked at her and she launched herself at him, tickling him until he fell back in the twisted sheets, his bark-like laughter ringing through all of Grimmauld place, "Okay, okay fine, actual outside world date tonight, and possibly telling your mother after Remus proposes to Cissa…"
Ginny gasped and slapped her hand over her mouth, her pretty eyes wide, "He's proposing!"
"Shit that was not supposed to come out," Sirius shook his head, "You didn't hear it from me, but yes, after she tells Lucius to shove it."
Ginny could not have looked happier, she had always loved Remus as an uncle-figure in her life and wanted all the happiness in the world for the man, "But…he will steal our thunder!" she whined dramatically, flopping back on the bed, "We were supposed to be the earth-shattering news of the decade…" she laughed.
"He could never steal our thunder, Gin, and besides, you are always the center of my attention and isn't that all that matters?" he smiled at her.
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Lacey looked around the airy room that she had stepped into and adjusted her clothes from the floo travel. Her eyes lit upon the high ceilings, the multiple windows, the modern décor-everything was like something out of her dream house fantasy.
"Are you Miss Delaney?" a tall blonde woman with gorgeous emerald eyes walked into the room and startled Lacey. She was nearly all leg and dressed in business attire, carrying a black leather padfolio.
"Yes, who are you?"
"Annie Benson. Mr. Malfoy is in the dining room and wanted me to come and retrieve you," she said primly. She looked absolutely dripping with money, and carried herself like Lacey figured a much younger Narcissa would as she led Lacey down the completely glass and see-through staircase that took her breath away. The woman's heels clicked on every step and Lacey suddenly felt very self-conscious as she led her into the dining room filled with natural light from all of the windows. Lucius was standing in the middle of it, one hand on a chair of the long dining room table, looking rather pleased with himself.
"Do you like it?" he asked and Lacey blushed when she noticed he didn't take his eyes off of her to look at Annie.
"It is gorgeous, but what am I doing here?"
"Helping me with a real-estate purchase," he said simply, "Annie, could you leave us for a moment? I will give her the tour."
"Yes Mr. Malfoy, just let me know when you need me," she smiled at him and Lacey watched. She could tell there was something there, at least on Annie's side of it, but to her relief, he didn't seem to notice or care. When Annie was out of the room, Lucius walked over to her, took her by her elbow and led her out into the main sitting room. It was spacious, with long white sectional couches and accents of black and red.
"This place is something else," Lacey said, not sure of what else to say. She honestly didn't even know why she was there, but she was just happy to be next to him, if the butterflies in her stomach were any indication.
"You look beautiful today, and you looked beautiful sleeping," he said simply in reply and his bluntness shocked her as he led her into the next room, a gorgeous stainless steel appliance kitchen with a high top bar and sleek black chairs surrounding it.
"Um, thank you?"
"Take the compliment Lacey," he said as he looked around the kitchen. Despite his words, his tone was rather teasing with her and a small smile played upon his lips as they toured some more rooms of the spacious house and then he led her back upstairs to tour a guest room, the small study which she had come through, and the master bedroom, which was completely exquisite. The bed was larger than any person would ever need and the entire room looked crisp, with some accents of red poppies in black vases on the low furnishings. The bathroom was just as modern, but also decadent, with a bathtub and shower made entirely of black marble. When Lacey emerged from the sizable walk-in closet, she gave Lucius an odd look.
"Why would you want to buy this place? It is pretty, but it seems a bit too feminine in some ways for your tastes," she mused, knowing he seemed to prefer the dark wood and leather that was his wing of Malfoy manor.
"It is for you," he said simply, and Lacey was pretty sure her mouth gaped open unattractively at the statement.
"For me? Why in the world…"
"Lacey," his tone took on a hint of edge and warning and he looked at her with cold eyes from across the room, "Your apartment is hardly livable, it has no floo, and it is nowhere a girl like you should be living."
"You can't just make decisions like that for me… I was going to find a new place in a few months…" she sighed, with his wife's money, she grimaced at the thought.
"Well, I thought you would like it," he frowned, "You deserve it and it is not as if I can have you staying over at the Manor every night."
"Oh," she realized what this was all about. Their deal. She was his mistress now, and now she was going to be 'kept', "So do you buy all of your mistresses houses?"
His eyebrows furrowed, "Annie never got one. Which is why she gave me quite the attitude when I made this appointment, but she is a good realtor."
Lacey proceeded to gasp once again, "She…she was…"
"Don't look so surprised Lacey. And don't gawk like that…" he chided, "And if you want a straightforward answer, then I will give it. No, no one else has gotten a house."
Lacey's stomach plummeted and she couldn't quite grasp the emotions surging through her body. She was relieved, but scared, turned on, but sad, all at the same time.
"I…I really don't need it Lucius."
"Nonsense. I want you to have it. Think of it as what you might call a 'love nest' then, something that we can both use. And I don't want to hear another word about it. In truth, the papers were signed before you even got here, and I had someone come in very early this morning and change some of the decorations to be what I hoped were more to your liking," he told her and she couldn't help but smile when she once again noticed the vases of poppies around the bedroom.
"Where are we, exactly…"
"Swindon. Not far from the Manor, actually, and it's very quaint, so you won't be disturbed," he answered her, still looking her over for a definitive reaction. Lacey smirked, not surprised that Lucius would situate this house far enough, but not too far from the Manor in Wiltshire. She wondered if he got some sort of thrill of keeping things right under Narcissa's nose and much too close for comfort.
"Oh…" she breathed, looking around again. She couldn't even believe this was happening.
"Well, say something, girl," he prompted her with the infuriatingly patronizing look he could give. Lacey rolled her eyes and walked over to him, getting up on her tip-toes in her flats to kiss him in thanks. One hand insinuated itself within the messy bun on her head and the other slipped down to grab her arse, which made her wriggle and press herself against his body. They kissed for a long moment until Lacey pulled away, remembering that Annie was still somewhere in the house.
Lucius straightened his jacked and robes, "Shall we?" he asked, his voice affected from being clearly turned on and the dangerous glare in his eyes promised Lacey that they weren't done.
Soon they were back in the living room with Annie and Lacey was passed some documents to sign, but Lucius did most of the paperwork. She did catch a glimpse of the price of the house and nearly fainted. He was now 6.7 million galleons less wealthy.
"Well, as always, a pleasure Mr. Malfoy," Annie said, a bit too flirtatiously for Lacey's liking as she stood up with all of the paperwork and the cheque for the house, "And Miss Delaney, so nice to meet you." She smiled at the brunette, although it looked clearly fake, before apparating out of the house. Lacey groaned when she saw the time.
"I have to get to Diagon or Fred and George are going to murder me," she told Lucius apologetically. She had been late to one job already that day, and had no intentions of making the twins, and especially Fred, even more upset.
"You have a few moments," he said smoothly, "And it is only right to christen a new property. I may not be the biggest fan of muggles, but they do have some bizarre rituals that I completely support."
Lacey froze, her body already tensing for what she knew was ahead of her. Anytime that Lucius got that predatory look in his eye, she knew she was done for. There was no way she could deny him, work or otherwise. Half of her wanted to slap him upside of his regal blonde head for buying her a ridiculously expensive house, but the other half was spurred on by feeling special and spoiled from the act. She couldn't believe that she liked this kind of attention, from a man she knew she should hate and yet…since she had let herself promise to be his, it hardly mattered how much harder she fell. She was already in too deep.
Lucius was quick to kiss her, capturing her lips in a slow kiss that quickly turned more passionate and animalistic as they both started blindly reaching around each other to try and remove as much clothing as they could. They were up off of the couch, his hands all over her, leaving a trail of outer robes, shoes, and shirts in their wake until Lucius pressed her up against the nearest wall. When he was satisfied with her state of undress, which was just her in her panties, he took himself out of his trousers with one hand and captured both of her tiny wrists in his other. Lucius simultaneously thrust into her, so hard that he didn't even have to help himself in, and pinned her wrists above her head, flush to the wall.
He nipped hard right at her collarbone as he drove himself into her and flicked her clit with his free hand in time with his thrusts until he had her practically incoherent against him. Her legs were wrapped around his torso, her toes curling and her calves spasming as her body hurtled towards orgasm. The inner walls of her pussy fluttering against his velvet length didn't slow him down and he drove up into her, capturing her lips once again, effectively stifling her moan for him when she came. He followed not but moments later, her tightness milking him for all that he was worth until they both came to rest. Lacey's head fell back against the wall and Lucius let her arms down. She moved them to hold him against her as she unwrapped her legs from where they had been tightly clenched around his waist and found her shaky footing on the black berber carpet.
"You know, I do not like that you did this for me," Lacey explained breathlessly, her eyes trialing around the room they had enjoyed their first frantic fuck in: their hideway, their love nest.
"I know, but you let me do it, and thats a start," he grinned.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! I would love a review telling me what you thought. What do you think of Lacey's new living arrangements? Of Ginny and Sirius? What do you think will happen at dinner? I would love to hear your thoughts!
