Everyone told me that he's dangerous. I should've listened.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING HERE. I make no money from the sharing of this or any other fan fiction I write. JKR owns everything you recognize. This is a story for mature audiences. It is NOT DH compliant. The war is over and Hermione wants to just move on with her life. She purchases Malfoy Manor, and all the belongings within thinking its as good a place as any to start over. After all... All the Malfoys are dead. right? Well, it doesn't matter if he's dead or not... Lucius doesn't have his body. Will Miss Granger help him find it?

After years, Lucius Malfoy thought he could have a peaceful life, alone. He learned how to take care of himself, found comfort in the small things, and then Minister for Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt signs the Pureblood Marriage Law. Lucius is suddenly drawn back into the world, this time with a sly, seditious wife he did not ask for. The allure of the chaos of his past, and the fact Lady Malfoy wants to overthrow the government, is far too tempting to ignore. Maybe old dogs can learn new tricks, after all.

You're a 19 year old Slytherin in her last year at Hogwarts, you've been invited to stay at Malfoy Manor for the holidays All is well, then things take a bit of a turn... WARNING: There will be smut involved in this story This is also my first time publishing and writing a story so bare with me! !!ALL MAIN CHARACTERS BELONG TO JK ROWLING!!

Ivy Abbott the daughter of Emerace Abbott and the late Celia Abbott is forced out of her childhood home. She unexpectedly ends up at the Malfoy manor when she needs to flee her abusive Father. She knew how dangerous the Malfoy family was but yet she was curiously drawn to them after growing up with Draco and becoming his childhood best friend. The Malfoys mysteriousness, their power, their status, and Lucius oh how she feared that man but at the same time found him oddly intriguing. Never in her 18 years of life did she think that she would fall in love with a man that was nearly triple her age, let alone Lucius Malfoy. MATURE CONTENT 18+: Sex, Drugs, Alcohol, Intense sex scenes, Self harm, Bondage, knife play, sense deprivation, consensual violence, punishment, Degradement, Violent scenarios All rights reserved to JK ROWLING only characters I own is Ivy Abbott and Emerace Abbott

𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 in which jessamine palmer is the only one who can defend a death-eater on tiral in which lucius malfoy is in need of the services a muggleborn lawyer offers AFTER THE WAR LUCIUS MALFOY POETRY FIC ENGLISH

-CURRENTLY EDITING- Vivienne Rosier has always known her family was shrouded in mystery, but she never imagined just how deep it went. Born into a prestigious Pureblood dynasty with French roots, she grew up among Slytherin's elite without ever suspecting that her own parents were keeping the truth from her. As Hogwarts trembles in the wake of Cedric Diggory's death, Vivienne finds herself caught in a web of secrets, dangerous alliances, and an alchemical quest that could change the fate of the wizarding world. And then there's him: Lucius Malfoy. Cold, untouchable, and everything she despises. But as the truth begins to unravel, their lives intertwine in ways neither of them expected. Between clashes, revelations, and impossible choices, Vivienne must decide whether she can trust him... or if her heart is leading her straight into danger. ---- "Do you make a habit of this?" he asked, his voice now a low murmur meant only for the scant inches between us. "Of what?" My own voice sounded embarrassingly breathless. "Of testing boundaries." His gloved fingers flexed slightly around the cane. "Of seeing how far you can push before there are... consequences." Before I could form a retort, he did close the distance. It was one fluid, predatory step that brought him directly into my space. My back pressed fully against the doorframe. His free hand came up to settle beside my head, his forearm braced against the frame, caging me in. ----

CHA•PE•RO•NE: (especially in the past) an older person, especially a woman, who stays with and takes care of a younger woman who is not married. Narcissa was bored and upset since her son was out of her life. Lucius did the best to keep her entertained, but nothing did the same effect as Evelyn's almond big eyes.