Chapter two.
Hermione woke up the next morning and found that someone had left her some clothes. She got dressed and went downstairs, to the Great Hall, for breakfast.
As she took her seat Hermione was aware that both the children and the teachers were looking at her. "So," she thought, "no-one else has been expecting me, except Dumbledore." Hermione made a mental note of this as she scanned the tables, looking for Tom Riddle.
She gasped when she saw him. "Sure Ginny had described him, but she hadn't said how cute he was." She thought, "The way his black hair fell across his face. The amazing colour of his eyes. How intense he looked." Hermione was also surprised to see that he was sitting alone. She'd expected him to be surrounded by Slytherins. She'd been sure he would have flocks of admirers, but no. He appeared to be a loner.
The man who sat in the headmaster's chair leaned over to talk to her. "My name is Professor Dippet, I'm the headmaster here at Hogwarts. I see who have spotted our talented, young student. He passed his entry exams with the highest score Hogwarts has ever seen. So much potential there, if only he tried harder." Hermione smiled. Tom Riddle sounded a lot like Harry and Ron. Amazingly clever, but just never tried. "I'm Hermione Granger, the new potions teacher. Do you have any background information on him. If he is such a talented student I should find a way to encourage him in his studies." "Certainly Miss Granger. I'll bring it to your room tonight."
As he left the room Hermione couldn't help but giggle at their conversation. "Background information. I sounded like a police cop on one of those stupid crime shows," she muttered to herself, and left to prepare her lesson.
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"Right class, settle down. I'm your new teacher, Professor Granger. Now you are all first years so we are going to start off by doing something simple. Now if you all direct your attention to this table here I will show you how to make a sleeping potion."
Hermione ordered the class into pairs, and they soon got started. She noticed that Tom was working by himself. She wondered if she should put him in a three, with another group when she realised he had nearly finished. Well he seemed to try hard in potions no matter what Professor Dippet had said about him never trying in any lesson.
The class had just finished packing away when the bell rang. "Mister Riddle, would you stay behind for a moment please. Don't worry I will Write a note for your teacher, explaining why you are late."
Tom hovered around until his classmates had left, then he made his way to the front of the room and stood awkwardly next to Hermione. "Now you are obviously bright and I was wondering if you would be interested in doing some advanced potion classes in the evening?" Hermione inquired. Tom nodded, "Sure. When?" "We'll start tonight. Come to my room at 7.30. Now you better be off to your next class." She waved her wand and a piece of parchment appeared and writing began to appear. "Here's your note. Now off you go."
Hermione checked her timetable and sighed she had a free lesson. Teaching was a lot harder than she'd thought. At least now she could do some reading on Tom, but Hermione found she couldn't concentrate. She was thinking about Tom, looking forward to spending tonight with him.
Hermione suddenly realised what was going on. She'd only felt like this once before, when she first met Ron. "Oh no," She groaned. "I'm supposed to be here to kill him, not fall in love with him."
What will Hermione do? Please review and tell me what you think will happen, and thanks to all those people who reviewed the first chapter. ^_^
Hermione woke up the next morning and found that someone had left her some clothes. She got dressed and went downstairs, to the Great Hall, for breakfast.
As she took her seat Hermione was aware that both the children and the teachers were looking at her. "So," she thought, "no-one else has been expecting me, except Dumbledore." Hermione made a mental note of this as she scanned the tables, looking for Tom Riddle.
She gasped when she saw him. "Sure Ginny had described him, but she hadn't said how cute he was." She thought, "The way his black hair fell across his face. The amazing colour of his eyes. How intense he looked." Hermione was also surprised to see that he was sitting alone. She'd expected him to be surrounded by Slytherins. She'd been sure he would have flocks of admirers, but no. He appeared to be a loner.
The man who sat in the headmaster's chair leaned over to talk to her. "My name is Professor Dippet, I'm the headmaster here at Hogwarts. I see who have spotted our talented, young student. He passed his entry exams with the highest score Hogwarts has ever seen. So much potential there, if only he tried harder." Hermione smiled. Tom Riddle sounded a lot like Harry and Ron. Amazingly clever, but just never tried. "I'm Hermione Granger, the new potions teacher. Do you have any background information on him. If he is such a talented student I should find a way to encourage him in his studies." "Certainly Miss Granger. I'll bring it to your room tonight."
As he left the room Hermione couldn't help but giggle at their conversation. "Background information. I sounded like a police cop on one of those stupid crime shows," she muttered to herself, and left to prepare her lesson.
*----------*
"Right class, settle down. I'm your new teacher, Professor Granger. Now you are all first years so we are going to start off by doing something simple. Now if you all direct your attention to this table here I will show you how to make a sleeping potion."
Hermione ordered the class into pairs, and they soon got started. She noticed that Tom was working by himself. She wondered if she should put him in a three, with another group when she realised he had nearly finished. Well he seemed to try hard in potions no matter what Professor Dippet had said about him never trying in any lesson.
The class had just finished packing away when the bell rang. "Mister Riddle, would you stay behind for a moment please. Don't worry I will Write a note for your teacher, explaining why you are late."
Tom hovered around until his classmates had left, then he made his way to the front of the room and stood awkwardly next to Hermione. "Now you are obviously bright and I was wondering if you would be interested in doing some advanced potion classes in the evening?" Hermione inquired. Tom nodded, "Sure. When?" "We'll start tonight. Come to my room at 7.30. Now you better be off to your next class." She waved her wand and a piece of parchment appeared and writing began to appear. "Here's your note. Now off you go."
Hermione checked her timetable and sighed she had a free lesson. Teaching was a lot harder than she'd thought. At least now she could do some reading on Tom, but Hermione found she couldn't concentrate. She was thinking about Tom, looking forward to spending tonight with him.
Hermione suddenly realised what was going on. She'd only felt like this once before, when she first met Ron. "Oh no," She groaned. "I'm supposed to be here to kill him, not fall in love with him."
What will Hermione do? Please review and tell me what you think will happen, and thanks to all those people who reviewed the first chapter. ^_^
