Chap 10 : Talk and revelations , part 2
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His lips were now inches from hers, and he said whispering :
"You brought me back to life, young woman...It's a great achievement, I'm sure you realise it?"
"I do." she answered, [pause] Her face was very concentrated, her eyes fixed upon him "but how?"
Voldemort sighed, then smiled.
"I will explain it to you, but before, I must ask one more favour from you."
She raised her eyebrows, then nodded her consent.
"We've been together for months, I've been watching you, at all times..."
Hermione blushed, remembering that she always allowed the snake to come next to her when she was in the bathtub.
He tightened his grip around her waist and brought her close. Their foreheads were touching and she felt her heart beating madly under her chest.
"And I can't take it any longer" he said dangerously.
She lifted her eyes and his were getting darker,the red slowly fading.
"I must have you" he whispered, gently stroking her lower back with one hand.
She closed her eyes, and he could clearly see the pleasure he was giving her.
He started to kiss her neck slowly.
" I must have you" he repeated, against her skin.
She opened her eyes again and breathed almost against his lips.
"It's a good thing that I agree with you then..."
She leaned and kissed him.
He kissed her back with great strength, his lips crushing her own, both wanting to drown in each other's taste.
Minutes later, they sat on the couch, in the cottage's living room.
Their hands were linked.
They were silent, watching each other, enjoying each other's presence, in silence ...
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Hermione could not really grasp the importance of the situation.
She was on a couch, her body leaning against Voldemort's, she wasn't afraid, but completely relaxed.
And she had just confessed that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Oddly, this didn't feel improper.
It WAS proper, it was an evidence.
All that she had been searching those past months: her peace of mind, her strength, a perfect relationship, an harmony with a man...
Now she had it all.
She truly felt like a woman next to him.
He made her fell like a woman, an important witch, and to Hermione's eyes, it was the greatest gift he could ever give her.
"I would like to stay like this for hours, but you must know the world's still spinning out there, and I've got to do something about it" he said gently, after almost 20 minutes of silence.
She turned a little to face him.
"And I have questions that need answering" she said to him.
"I will answer to all of them" she reassured her.
He was so terrifying in his confidece in himself. And fascinating.
Hermione lifted one hand to touch his face. She drew the lines of his nose, eyebrows and lips.
He closed his eyes and leaned against her touch.
Yes, that's was the right word : Hermione was fascinated by him.
She sighed and looked elsewhere to regain her composure.
Then, she asked him seriously :
" So, what happened ?" she asked "How did you came back ?"
"It's a combination of events" he answered, grinning, but mostly it happened thanks to you.
" There is this poem, ancient magic this is. Listen :
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To call back a soul from the dead
Is a sacrifice you should dread
Two spirits linked forever in love
To make the dead look above
Blood shall be shared
Of each other they cared
Two lovers, same thoughts
Against them, don't fought
Three time you shall say his name
And the soul will come back to fame."
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She looked at him, eyes wide open, suddlendly understanding :
" Yes, it fits" she noted slowly "I spreaded blood on the floor, and Tom licked it, well... (she blushed), in mean you."
"You may call me Tom, it is my name after all" he said smiling.
And his smile mesmerized her.
"All I know now is this : " he started " as a snake, or as a man, I desire you. And I wanted to keep you close, forever."
Hermione answered him honestly :
"I began to desire a dream, or maybe a memory. I still don't know exactly what it was. And I still don't know why, but I desire you as well, Tom."
The room was suddenly very hot, and her skin felt like if it was burning against his.
Tom explained:
"It's because we've been possessing each other minds : I possessed you in order to regain my body. In the meantime, you possessed me because you've been giving my the strength to come back during these past months we've spent together. So while we possessed each other, we gave each other some things, or caracteristics as you may say : you gave me the beauty you have in you, that's why I came back physically younger. I gave you a part of my thoughts and those thoughts awoke in here (he pointed his finger to her head) the person you truly are."
Her eyes were wide. She was drinking his words.
"Does it mean we're connected in some way ?" she asked, " That's what the poem said :Two spirits linked forever in love..."
"Yes, this means I was able to come back to life, but there is one condition..." he sighed, looking at their entwined hands.
"And what is it ? " she asked eagerly.
He looked at her directly in the eyes, and she felt special in someway :
"I've linked myself forever to you. We'll be weaker apart and stronger together. And we'll be equals in everyway." he revealed.
Hermione couldn't breathe for one minute.
She felt so important all of a sudden. Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord, the greatest wizard of all times, needed her!
She was overwhelmed with hapiness and self importance. Leaning quickly, she kissed him with such strength he was surprised.
When they separated, he was feeling very satisfied with her. She had a strong temper, he liked that.
"I want to know now." she said fiercely "What was that vision about ? Who was that girl crying ?".
"It's time for me to reveal to you the secrets of your past." he said getting up and conjuring a big cauldron. It was a pensieve. "Are you sure you want to know ? or would you prefer to return to your little quiet life as Potter's best brain friend ?" He asked grinning evilly.
She got up and looked at him right in the eyes :
"Who do you think I am ? You think I am weak ?" she asked loudly.
"And who do you think you are, my dear? ... " he answered, still grinning.
"Someone stronger, I'm sure." she asserted "I want to know".
"And so you shall", he said, drawing out his wand, taking out of his head a silver thread and drowning it into the pensieve.
Hermione leaned and fell into the dreamy subtance.
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