Chapter One: Tom Riddle

Hermione huddled in the corner, naked, frightened, and shivering. Voldemort stood before her, a malicious grin planted on his pale cold face. He didn't look human as his eyes bore down on her. His hand held a potion. It glowed neon green in its small vile. Hermione couldn't take her eyes off that potion; she knew what it would do. That potion would transform Voldemort into his younger self, Tom Riddle.

Voldemort uncorked the small vile and downed the potion in one swift motion. Only then did Hermione Granger turn her face away, knowing it was too late.

His body began to ripple as if something was crawling underneath his skin. His color darkened and he became shorter and handsomer. He looked human.

"Hermione Granger." Tom's icy cold voice cut through the still air. "You used to be so strong. What happened?" his voice sounded concerned but she knew better. She gave no response. This only made him laugh.

"Stand up and amuse me." His ordered.

Hermione tried to resisted but couldn't. It was still Voldemort under Tom's skin. He still had his power. No potion could change that.

"Call me Tom" he whispered in her ear, making her shrink away.

"Please don't." she pleased. Her voice cracked. Tome ignored her pleas and let his hand slid down to her lower back, pulling her closer. Hermione wanted to cry but she no longer could.

He forced her into a kiss using his magic. Then he moved her to the bed, undressing himself on the way. He picked up her body and moved it in a more comfortable position. He began kissing the nape of her neck, her body automatically reacted to the pleasure he was bringing it. He moved down slowly, dragging his tongue along until he found her erect breast. His mouth moved over it, sucking and licking, his other hand found the other and massaged it for her. Hermione couldn't help but moan in pleasure. It felt so good. She had no idea that he even had the ability to be gentle.

His kissed moved down until he reached her opening. He stuck his fingers into her soft wetness. This hurt her slightly and she gasped. He massaged it gently and then pulled out only to replace it with his tongue. He drank up whatever floated into his mouth. Finally he pulled away and spread her legs with his hands. He went on top of her and quickly inserted himself, breaking the barrier that was her virginity. She let out a cry of pain.

"No need for that." He told her as he began thrusting himself into her. Harder and harder he forced himself. Hermione felt everyone was getting more intense and faster. He moved their bodies as one until they both reached their climax. Her muscles squeezed around him and he exploded into her. Then she went limp and fainted.

Tom did this again and again, even when Hermione was fading in an out of consciousness. When he was exhausted but satisfied he pulled his clothes on and left her alone in the cold room.

a/n: so I kinda got to the point with this chapter but the next one will explain more.