I stepped into the hallway and walked cautiously. I was trying to get to the common room as quickly as possible, so I didn't get caught by Filch.
Or Lucius.
I slowed down as I reached a part of the castle where I knew Filch didn't go much. Or that was what I thought until I heard footsteps. I started to panic as I looked around the corner.
Filch.
Damnit.
I scurried back around the corner, searching for a hiding place. I don't know who it was, but someone pulled me by the waist behind one of the velvet curtains. I looked up and was pressed chest-to-chest against them.
It was Lucius.
I took in a sharp breath and he looked down at me. He put a finger up to his lips to signal to be quiet. I nodded and turned around to see if Filch was gone.
When I did, I felt something hard press against me. I drew in a breath. Was he hard? Or was this his normal? Yikes. Poor Narcissa.
Luckily, Filch had been long gone by now.
Lucius pulled us both out from behind the curtain and said, "Would you care to tell me why you were out this late?"
"I-I was in the library, sir-, I mean, Lucius..."
"Very well, but you know you must be punished for being out this late. My office, tomorrow at 8 pm."
I nodded and stepped out of his way, preparing to leave. I walked off, thinking to myself.
I finally made it back to the common room, seeing Cho sleeping on the couch. I popped my head over her face.
"Cho!"
"Mhmm?"
"I think you should get to your bed."
She nodded, I could tell she wasn't really awake, so I guided her up the stairs and into our dorm. I put some pajamas on and slipped into bed.
As I was falling asleep, I was wondering what would happen tomorrow with Lucius. I liked him, but I was nervous.
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I stepped inside the dimly lit room. I had knocked but nobody answered, so I peeked my head inside. Lucius was nowhere in sight.
I walked around, noticing things I hadn't before. The neat bookshelves, and high ceilings with beautiful wood work on them. I walked up the spiral staircase for the second time, gliding my hand along the railing.
The display case was still there in the exact spot, still full of amazing jewelry. I moved closer. The same crown was exactly where it was before, and stunning.
Suddenly, someone came up behind me. Their strong scent filled my lungs.
It was Lucius.
His chest was pressed against my back. He had his head lowered, and his mouth hovered beside my ear. The hot breaths hitting my neck sent shivers down my spine.
"It's beautiful, isn't it," he said quietly into my hair.
"It is," I nodded, turning my head slightly and seeing his features. We were never this close.
He slowly brought his hand up to brush my hair back, grazing my arm in the process. His other hand trailed my other arm and was brought down to rest on my waist.
I exhaled deeply and closed my eyes. He kissed my neck so softly that it felt like a feather. I tilted my head, giving him more access
"Tell me you want me to stop and I will," he whispered.
I shook my head.
"Use your words, Y/n," he demanded
"Don't stop," I probably sounded desperate, but Lucius was very attractive, and I didn't want him to make him stop and ruin my only chance. A single kiss from him could arouse me.
He hummed against my neck and planted a trail of kisses along my jawline
I craned my neck to face him more, and he lifted his head. He searched my eyes while I stared at him. I moved my face closer, but only in the slightest, and so did he.
We both started to close the tiny gap. My eyes fluttered shut, and our lips met. I turned my body fully and grabbed the back of his head, while Lucius rested his hands on my waist.
He slid his hands to the back of my thighs, and I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
Lucius walked over to the small table and rested me on it. He trailed kisses down my neck and tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I pulled it off with a little assistance from Lucius, and he stared at my nearly bare chest.
My black push-up bra was the only thing hiding the skin of my upper body.
Slowly, he brought his hands around me and unclasped my bra. I slipped it off of my shoulders and down my arms, throwing it on the floor.
He was staring longer than I expected, so I brought my arms up and covered myself. Lucius grabbed my hands.
"Don't cover-up. Never around me," he assured me.
I almost melted. The man who was considered one of the coldest was making sure I felt comfortable and safe around him.
"Y/n, are you sure you want to d-"
I gasped as my eyes opened wide and I sat up quickly. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I looked at my surroundings. I was in my dorm.
"It was a dream..." I whispered.
I checked the alarm clock beside my bed.
3:38 am.
I put my head in my hands. What have you gotten yourself into Y/n...
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His Servant
FanfictionY/n l/n is just an average 17-year-old, 6th-year Ravenclaw. Lucius Malfoy is the vice headmaster at Hogwarts, who has lost yet another house elf, or in his words, a servant. Y/n has been asked to serve him of his needs temporarily until he is given...