DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!
You're My Past, Present and Future
I'm updating with 2 chapters because I'm going on holiday for 2 weeks on Wednesday.
Chapter 3
October 3rd 1945
"A Gryffindor gone Slytherin? Well, if my Creator, Godric, could see this, he'd turn in his grave, Merlin rest him. Well, then, you leave me with no choice..." he trailed off, in favour of bellowing throughout the hall, "SLYTHERIN!!"
A huge roar went up in the Hall. The Slytherins jumped up and began applauding and whistling, whilst all the other houses sulked at Hermione not being placed with them. She smiled to herself and waited for Dumbledore to take the hat off her. He whipped it off her quickly and she told up, turning to him.
"You asked him to, didn't you?" he hissed to her.
"Does it matter if I did?"
"I've told you not to meddle with the past, Hermione. I trust this isn't some foolish ploy to get your 'husband' before the time?"
"It's already happened. In the future he remembers me coming here and being placed in Slytherin. If I hadn't been placed in said house, I would have changed history. And I 'can't meddle in the past' now, can I, sir?" she asked cheekily.
Not waiting for his reply, she turned and walked over to the still applauding and standing house. She quickly glanced over the house, scanning for possible people to sit with but 2 pairs of eyes caught her gaze. An icy blue and a stone grey. Almost hypnotized, she walked over to them. The people around the owners of the eyes made room for her and she sat down. Opposite her husband.
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Her heart paused for several moments and seemed to lodge in her throat. She couldn't do anything but look into his eyes. He was there. Her Tom. But he wasn't hers. Not yet. There was a cluster of voices, all trying to introduce themselves. With a simple lift of his hand, Tom commanded them all to be quiet and was obeyed instantly.
"Tom Riddle." He said shortly, holding out his hand to be shaken.
Hermione extended hers and shook his gently. "Hermione Granger."
"Pleasure to meet you." he said, flashing a charming smile. In that moment, Hermione then knew why all the girls had been after him in his school days. He let go of her hand softly, teasing her palm with his fingertips. She held her breath as he pulled away and held on with all her might not to dive after him. "This is Abraxas Malfoy." He said tilting his head to his left.
Hermione looked to the mentioned man and gasped. He was exactly like his son. His eyes; pale skin; light hair; everything. It was painful for her to look at him and not think of her lover but at the same time, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Abraxas held out his own hand for her to shake. She extending her shaking limb and gasped lightly again when his fingers enclosed on hers and he kissed her knuckle.
"Pleasure to meet you." he said smoothly and she practically melted under his gaze.
"Pleasure." She whispered back.
She tugged her hand out of his, leaving him hanging for a moment before he collected himself and put his hand around the rim of his glass.
"On your right is Orion Black." Tom introduced.
She turned in her seat. 'Sirius' was her first thought. Was it a trait to look exactly like your fathers/sons? If so, everyone she had met so far pulled it off. He had shaggy black hair that was just past his ears, piercing blue eyes and a lopsided grin that would put his son to shame.
"Pleasure, love." Since she had first met Sirius, through to when she began dating Harry, Hermione had had a bit of a crush on him, and that was starting to reflect upon his father. Orion picked up her hand and instead of kissing her knuckles, he kissed the back of her wrist instead. She blushed to her roots, murmured 'pleasure' back and pulled her wrist out of his grip.
"On your left is Amaris Lyra."
"Hello." She said, shaking Hermione's hand warmly. Hermione instantly liked her. She didn't seem to be a Slytherin at all. If it weren't for the pale face and green lined robes, Hermione could have sworn she was a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff.
"And then there's Crabbe, Goyle, Yaxley and Snape." Tom said off-handily, not really caring for the rest.
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Over the dinner, the rest asked Hermione a lot of questions about her 'past' - she was a mediumly well off pureblood with a father in Germany, fighting in the War, her mother ran a small chain of German bakeries in her home town and she had no brothers or sisters.
"What subjects have you chosen?" Tom asked, putting a forkful of mashed potatoes and peas in his mouth.
Hermione rifles through her pockets and manages to find her timetable. She unfolds it and hands it to Tom. He looks over it and then smiles. "We have a lot of classes together."
"We do?" Hermione tried to not to sound too happy about it (supposedly having just met Tom) but a few people raised eyebrows.
"Yes. Potions, Transfig, quite a few Frees, Charms, Astrology...You're taking Divination?"
"Yeah."
"Why?" Everyone looked at her like she was insane. She merely shrugged and took her timetable from his fingers and put it back in her pocket.
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When dinner was over, Hermione let Tom - who she couldn't stop looking at -, Abraxas - whom she hadn't looked at too much -, Amaris - who she was linking arms with already - and Orion take her down to the Slytherin Common Room.
"Have you ever seen Hogwarts?" Abraxas asked, walking backwards in front of her.
"Um, let me think." She said, putting her finger on her chin, looking up and pretending to think. "Of course I haven't. Pillar." She warned.
"What?" he asked, still walking backwards.
"Pillar. Right behind you. Now. Now!" she warned again, pointing.
"What do you-?" he stopped, crashing straight into the pillar she had warned him about.
"Tried to warn you." she said simply. Amaris giggled whilst everyone else laughed at the sight of Abraxas Malfoy being bested by an inanimate object.
"So, how do you like Hogwarts so far?" Amaris asked.
"It's alright. The company's good."
"Wait 'til you see the common room." Tom said, putting his hand on the small of her back possessively. She fought down a blush and put her head down. They led her to the utmost bottom floor of the castle and then into the dungeons. Coming to a portrait of a snake (Hermione rolled her eyes at it), Tom said the password.
"Haud misericordia(ANY GUESS TO WHAT IT MEANS? IT'S NOT AS OBVIOUS AS YOU THINK)." Tom said. The snake hissed and then the portrait swung open.
Hermione walked in, followed by Amaris, then Tom, Abraxas and Orion. It was very similar to the room she had stayed in the previous night. The walls were stone but the room was warm. A huge fire was burning in the fireplace, tapestries and paintings were covered the walls, the seats were all leather and an archway led up to the dormitories.
"Do you like it?" Amaris asked.
"It's gorgeous." She murmured, looking up at the painted ceiling. The designs were dark but very elegant and dramatically heightened the beauty of the room.
"Well, why don't we turn in?" Amaris said to Hermione. "I've gotta fill you in on the juicy gossip and boys."
"Ooh, can't wait." Hermione joked with a smile on her face, Amaris smiled too. Linking arms again, the two girls walked through the archway and went into their dorm, leaving the boys behind.
