De Die In Diem: From Day To Day

Caught In A Trap

Next week came and went and Lucius did not come. The week after that resulted in the same disappointing end. Adriana felt silly that she would be so upset at not seeing him. She was sure Lucius hadn't given her a second thought, yet she couldn't help waking up each morning without hoping that that day would be the day he came again.

Finally one day, Lucius showed up at Adriana's house. He made sure it was well after breakfast time, yet still early enough for a full day with her. When she didn't answer the door, he walked around to the back again, to see if she was outside. The barn door was open and the sounds of Adriana and animals came from there. Walking over to it, Lucius was disgusted at what he saw. Dressed in blue overalls that completely hid her beautifully shaped body, Adriana was helping one of the sheep give birth. She was covered in blood and other things Lucius didn't want to think about. Standing in the doorway, he watched as Adriana finished up with the sheep and made sure the lamb was healthy and being taken care of by its mother.

Standing up and turning around, she was startled by Lucius and momentarily taken aback. Adriana was pleased to see him again, yet was sure as hell not going to let him know that. She was tired of him having power over her, it was time to turn the tables on him. "How good of you to stop by again, Mr. Malfoy," Adriana said, holding out her hand to shake his in greeting. Lucius looked horrified at the thought of touching her when she was that dirty and kept a healthy distance from her. Smiling to herself, Adriana led the way back to her house.

Lucius sat in Adriana's living room while she took a shower to clean up. He picked up a book that had been lying on the coffee table and flipped through the pages. "The Phantom of the Opera", a story about a horribly ugly man who thought he could somehow get together with a beautiful young girl. What a loser, Lucius thought to himself. A few minutes later, Adriana came into the room, wrapped in a bathrobe, and stood at the other end of the couch.

She looked at Lucius, scrutinizing everything about him, looking for something to harp on. "Those clothes, they won't do," Adriana said slowly, looking at his typical black ensemble as though seeing it for the first time.

"Why not?" Lucius asked, automatically looking down at his clothes..

"If you want to fit in while you're here, you have to dress like a Muggle. You do not blend in well," Adriana explained.

Lucius sat silently thinking for a minute before speaking. If she wanted him to fit in better, then she wanted him to be with her. Excited and proud at deciphering her true feelings for him, Lucius spoke, "Does that mean you want me to be here? With you? You know, as in together?" Lucius gestured to Adriana and himself.

Her eyes grew wide as she tried to think of a good response to that. "Well, not together, or at least not yet. Maybe not ever. I'll have to try you out for a while, see how you do. I don't want to waste my time with you if I can do better," Adriana said, watching Lucius' expression grow more and more angry. "I mean why should I have to settle for second best?" Adriana was thoroughly enjoying this now.

"What do you mean, second best?" Lucius asked through clenched teeth.

"You're a married man, Mr. Malfoy. Why should I settle for your wife's used goods when I could probably find better anywhere I looked?" Adriana explained, her voice harsh and cold.

Lucius was dumbfounded. Nobody had ever dared to speak to him that way in his entire life. Who did this girl think she was anyway?

"So, anyway," Adriana began, changing the subject abruptly, "We need to go shopping, get you some new clothes. That will be the challenge, to find you a few good outfits to wear when you come over. Just let me run and change my clothes, all right?" With that she turned to one of the rooms Lucius hadn't been in yet and closed the door.

Standing there alone, he thought to himself, So that's her bedroom. Maybe I'll see the inside tonight! Several minutes later Adriana stepped out of the room and walked up to him.

"Are you ready?" She asked.

Lucius stared at her. "You're not wearing that are you?" He asked bluntly. Adriana was dressed in a short blue miniskirt and matching halter top, and wore sandals on her feet.

"Yes, I am. What's wrong with it?" She asked defensively.

"Well, you can't dress like that in public. It's all right when we're here and I'm the only one around, but other people will see you."

"By 'people', do you mean men?"

"Well, yes. It isn't proper," Lucius stood at his fullest height, folding his arms, as though laying down the law.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but this will be an excellent opportunity for you to get over it," With that Adriana closed the subject and walked to the door, opening it. As Lucius was half way through the door, Adriana turned around and said, "You can leave your wand here, you won't be needing it." Closing his eyes for a second, Lucius decided it wasn't worth a fight, and propped his walking stick against the wall of the front hallway and walked outside again.

As the two walked outside, another argument began over who would drive the car. "This is ridiculous, you don't even know how to drive," Adriana said at one point.

"It doesn't seem so hard, I'll figure it out, no problem," Lucius said as they approached her car. A cherry red 1930's style two-door Sedan gleamed in the sunlight. Lucius noticed that the steering wheel was on the wrong side, left, instead of right. Walking to the driver's side, he stood by the door for her to unlock it.

"You are not driving this car. Maybe some time I'll give you driving lessons, but not today, I'm not in the mood. Flynn's a very temperamental car and not just anybody can drive him," Adriana shoved Lucius out of the way and unlocked the door before sitting behind the wheel. Lucius walked around to the passenger's side and sat down, huffily.

The store Adriana wanted to go to was about an hour away from her farm. The two pleasantly bantered the entire way, arguing about everything under the sun, including big issues like the Ministry of Magic and it's role in the average wizard's life, to small issues, like the shape of the clouds in the sky. "It's a broomstick," Lucius said loudly, pointing at the cloud.

"For the last time, it's a rake!" Adriana shouted.

About half way through the trip, Lucius asked her where she had gotten the car. It looked nothing like any other Muggle car he'd ever seen. Adriana cleared her throat, and looked out the window. "Oh, I collect antiques, you know, cars, clothes, men..." She responded nonchalantly.

"Humph. And you named it? Who's Flynn?" Lucius asked.

"Errol Flynn. A very beautiful actor, one of my very favourites," Adriana explained patiently.

"Really, well, I'd like to meet this Flynn guy sometime," Lucius said.

When they had reached the village, Adriana found a parking space and stopped the car. Together they walked to the store. The neon green sign shone in the daylight, "Johnny Bravo's Retro Clothing Shoppe," Lucius read. Raising his eyebrows, he looked at Adriana questioningly, as if to ask if this was indeed the correct store. Adriana opened the door and led the two inside.

The store was small but filled with all sorts of Muggle clothes. Pants, shirts, skirts, dresses, shoes, all assigned to a different time period. The two wandered the aisles and looked carefully at all the clothes. The store was decorated with things Lucius had never heard of. Something called "Tiki" decorations covered the walls. Palm trees, coconuts, and swaying hula dancers, both male and female (Lucius especially liked those), filled the store. Lucius looked for those hula outfits, to see if Adriana would wear one, but didn't find any. Adriana kept piling clothes into his arms, until she came to a pair of shiny black leather pants. "Why don't you try these on, they might be fun to wear?" She said, trying not to laugh.

Lucius looked skeptically at the pants, not sure what to make of them. They would look good, if they fit just right. "I don't know, they're so shiny. They don't look the right size anyway," He replied.

"Oh, try them on anyway, just for fun then," Her enthusiasm was infectious and soon Lucius was walking behind her with the pants in his arms, along with all the other clothing.

Trying to make small talk, Adriana told Lucius about the latest letter from Snape. He had sent her a recipe for a potion to keep her skin looking young and healthy, and she wanted to try it out sometime. Lucius really didn't want to hear about Snape and hated the idea that he was thinking about Adriana's skin. Lucius had the feeling that more than just recipe exchanging was going on between those two, and the thought of that made him sick. They walked in silence for a while, listening to the music. A new song began that Adriana hummed along with:

"We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say?

We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds..."

"Ah, Elvis, they just don't make singers like him anymore. He was amazing, have you ever heard any of his music before?" Adriana asked, a smile on her face as though she was remembering some happy moment of the past.

"No, I can't say I have," Lucius answered.

"Oh well, there's time to educate you in the important things in life yet," Adriana said as they walked over to the dressing rooms. Finding the largest stall, Lucius stepped into it with all of the clothes to try on. Adriana sat in a chair outside so he could show the outfits to her. Every few minutes, Lucius would step out and show her a new outfit; he enjoyed watching her look at him. Many of the outfits looked very good on him, but some did not. Paisley didn't go well with his skin tone, but the 1950's James Dean outfit was a very good look for him. The pile of untried clothing dwindled over the course of an hour or so, until the last item, the pair of shiny leather pants, was left. Lucius went back into the room to try them on, and after several minutes with not reemerging, Adriana began to wonder what was going on. She heard inaudible mutterings and thumping noises from inside the room and stood up to move to the door. "Lucius, is everything all right?" She asked, sounding concerned. A muffled whisper came from the other side of the door that Adriana couldn't decipher. "What? I couldn't hear you."

"The pants, I can't get them off," Lucius said in a strained, small voice. The thumping noises started up again.

"What do you mean you can't get them off?" She asked.

"I mean, they won't come off. They're too small and they're stuck," Lucius replied, anger growing in his voice.

"Do you want me to come in?" She asked.

From the other side, the door opened a crack, to allow Adriana entrance to the small room. She quickly entered the room and shut the door again behind her. What she saw took every effort in her to stop her from laughing out loud at his plight. The pants were at least two sizes too small and seem to have grafted themselves onto his legs. Unable to move properly, Lucius had hobbled and hopped around the small room, trying to inch his way out of the pants, but with no luck.

Lucius could barely hold back the anger and humiliation he felt over his predicament. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this, this is the stupidest idea you have ever come up with. 'Why don't you try these on, they might be fun to wear?'" Lucius quoted in a high-pitched, snide voice. "Honestly, I can't believe I let you talk me into this!"

Adriana had felt sorry for him, but now had grown angry at his comment about her idea being stupid. She thought about how strange things could be whenever she was with Lucius. One moment they were happy and getting along fine, and the next, they were fighting and it felt as though anger was the only emotion she was capable of feeling. "How dare he?" She thought to herself, stepping closer to him. "Do you want help or not?" She asked coldly.

"Oh, by all means, I'm sure you can't screw it up any worse than you already have," Lucius replied.

Bending over, Adriana angrily tugged on Lucius's pants to get them off his legs. Losing his balance, he toppled over onto the floor, taking Adriana with him. Together they lay in a heap on the floor of the dressing room. Adriana was on top, with her arms around Lucius' chest, holding herself up. Pulling herself up to a kneeling position, she moved down to his legs to pull the pants off. Tugging for several minutes finally freed Lucius from the much too small clothing. Flexing his legs to get the circulation flowing once again, he remained on the floor. Adriana knelt at his side and folded up the discarded clothes. She felt his hand touch her knee and travel up the length of her thigh, caressing her smooth skin. In spite of her frustration at Lucius, her heart began to pound as desire overwhelmed her. Adriana felt angered that Lucius had this power over her. She knew he had no respect for her. Another part of her still felt ashamed that she would feel this way for a married man. She should have better control over her emotions by now, yet they always seemed to betray her, no matter how long she tried to suppress them.

She knew what Lucius wanted, for it was what she wanted as well. Adriana quickly knelt over Lucius and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Pressing her face to his, she kissed him fiercely. Lucius put his arms around her waist and gently pulled her down on top of him again. With a few deft moves, Adriana had slipped both Lucius's, and her own undergarments off and straddled his legs. This was a point of no return, and Adriana thought she was ready, but stopped, unable to go any further. Staring at Lucius, she felt fear take over her body, not allowing her to fulfill her desire.

Lucius sat on the floor, looking at Adriana, light-headed as his blood rushed to other parts of his body. He wished that she would get over her shyness, or modesty, or whatever was holding her back. More than anything, he wanted to throw her on the floor and make love to her. He wanted to make her cry out with pleasure. He was hardly a virgin and had made many women before Adriana cry out, but never from pleasure.

Standing up suddenly, Adriana pulled her clothes back on. Struggling over the tears of frustration and humiliation that filled her eyes, she reached into her purse and pulled out her wallet, took out several pound notes and threw them on Lucius' chest as he remained on the floor. "Use these to buy your clothes with," Her voice coldly instructed him before she walked to the door of the dressing room and left, leaving Lucius reeling and confused. Walking out of the store and making her way back to the car, Adriana quickly got in and drove away, leaving Lucius to take care of himself.