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Title: Sins Like Skeletons
Author: snogged
Pairing: Hermione/Lucius
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the characters. I own nothing. This piece was inspired by the song “Reclusion” by Anberlin and the first and last lines are lyrics from the song.
Word Count: 286
Rating/Warnings: FRM/R; dark, angst, language, sexual slurs, implied character death, implied force and sexual situations. For the purposes of this story, Hermione is 18.
A/N: written forlilbreck’s birthday. I hope that this is dark and dirty enough for you, hun. This story is not beta'd so I take responsibility for any errors you may find.
You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide.
“Do you know what I’ve done to little mudbloods like you, Miss Granger?” Lucius sneered, his face hidden by his death eater mask.
“Yes,” Hermione hissed, trying to make her voice sound as cold and indifferent as possible. “The skeletons in your closet aren’t hard to see, Mr. Malfoy.”
“Ah, yes. I’m quite certain your thirst for knowledge has led you down some darkened corridors. But there are things I’ve done that would make your nightmares scream in terror.”
“I’m not interested in your confession. Although I’m certain the Ministry would be more than happy to send you back to Azkaban.”
Lucius’s eyes darkened. “Shall I tell you about my latest atrocity? She screamed and begged like the filthy muggle she is. She clung to my feet, told me she would do anything. Your name was the last thing she whispered before the light left her eyes.”
Tears stung Hermione’s cheeks and her breath hitched. From the tone of his voice, she knew in a moment whose life had been taken. He had killed her mother. Her innocent mother who knew so little about the wizarding world. “You’re sick.”
Lucius trailed his fingers down the length of his wand. “I told you I would punish you if you if you didn’t do what you were told. Now show me what I want to see.”
Hermione whimpered and hiked up her robes, exposing herself to his vision.
“Now, spread yourself like a good, little mudblood cunt. I’m going to show exactly why Voldemort made me his favorite.”
With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am.
lilbreck is celebrating her birthday today!!I hope it's awesome, hun
glitter-graphics.com
Title: Sins Like Skeletons
Author: snogged
Pairing: Hermione/Lucius
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the characters. I own nothing. This piece was inspired by the song “Reclusion” by Anberlin and the first and last lines are lyrics from the song.
Word Count: 286
Rating/Warnings: FRM/R; dark, angst, language, sexual slurs, implied character death, implied force and sexual situations. For the purposes of this story, Hermione is 18.
A/N: written for
lilbreck’s birthday. I hope that this is dark and dirty enough for you, hun. This story is not beta'd so I take responsibility for any errors you may find.You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide.
“Do you know what I’ve done to little mudbloods like you, Miss Granger?” Lucius sneered, his face hidden by his death eater mask.
“Yes,” Hermione hissed, trying to make her voice sound as cold and indifferent as possible. “The skeletons in your closet aren’t hard to see, Mr. Malfoy.”
“Ah, yes. I’m quite certain your thirst for knowledge has led you down some darkened corridors. But there are things I’ve done that would make your nightmares scream in terror.”
“I’m not interested in your confession. Although I’m certain the Ministry would be more than happy to send you back to Azkaban.”
Lucius’s eyes darkened. “Shall I tell you about my latest atrocity? She screamed and begged like the filthy muggle she is. She clung to my feet, told me she would do anything. Your name was the last thing she whispered before the light left her eyes.”
Tears stung Hermione’s cheeks and her breath hitched. From the tone of his voice, she knew in a moment whose life had been taken. He had killed her mother. Her innocent mother who knew so little about the wizarding world. “You’re sick.”
Lucius trailed his fingers down the length of his wand. “I told you I would punish you if you if you didn’t do what you were told. Now show me what I want to see.”
Hermione whimpered and hiked up her robes, exposing herself to his vision.
“Now, spread yourself like a good, little mudblood cunt. I’m going to show exactly why Voldemort made me his favorite.”
With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am.
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