DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!

You're My Past, Present and Future

Chapter 10

October 23rd 1945

Hermione awoke with in a restricting blanket and her head lay on a hard pillow with a drum under it. She groaned as a neck ache started to come on and tried to bury her cold nose into the pillow but she couldn't. The pillow jumped and so did she. She shot up and the blanket that she discovered to be a pair of arms tightened around her.

"Wha..." she groaned, trying to pull the arms from around her waist.

"Mione?" a boy groaned. "What's wrong?"

She looked over her shoulder and almost screamed when she saw Tom. The only thing that was keeping her from doing so was that Amaris, Celia, Lib and Katie were asleep. "What are you doing here?" she whispered to him.

"I thought you'd be happy to see me." he said with a little hurt present in his voice.

"Yes, I am - I am immensely happy to have you here - but you're supposed to be going out with Alaana and I'm supposed to be dating Abraxas. We can't be seen in bed together." She murmured, putting his robe on and walking over to her wardrobe and pulling out clean clothes.

"Why not?" he asked, sitting up in bed and resting his elbows on his knees.

"Shhh!" she hissed, pointing to the asleep girls.

"They won't say anything." Tom assured her.

"Oh, and why not?"

"Because I'm their Lord. Remember, I'm still Lord Voldemort as well as Tom." He said, getting out of bed and walking over to her. He put his arms around her but she shoved him away.

"Just get dressed and go." She said, putting her head in her hands.

"You're regretting it."

"Of course I'm not. I just feel guilty."

"You've been dating Abraxas a week." He said, pulling on his underwear and then trousers.

"And already I've cheated on him. What does that say about me?"

"Well, I don't think it counts-"

"The guilty party never does."

"You're married to me. You're going out with him. Doesn't that mean that you're, technically, cheating on me?"

"Don't you dare try to make me the bad guy here, Tom, don't you dare!" she snarled, pulling her bra on. In her rage she couldn't do it up and then turned around. "Do me up." she said, giving him no choice. Tom sighed, paused in putting on his shirt and then fastened her bra. "I don't regret it. I just don't feel...Right...Around you right now."

"Is that a compliment?" he asked, sliding his hands up and down her sides.

"No, not really." She said, sighing through her nose and flicking her bangs out of her eyes. They dressed in silence and Tom left without a goodbye. As Hermione was brushing her hair, Amaris shot up in bed.

"Okay, what was that about?!" she screeched, waking everyone else.

"What do you mean?"

"You slept with Tom Riddle, I know it!"

"I didn't sleep with him!" she screamed back.

"You slept with Tom Riddle?" Lib asked in awe.

"NO!" she screamed, getting increasingly frustrated as the moments passed.

"Oh, so you two just lay together in your bed naked all night and nothing happened?" Amaris asked. "What about Abraxas?"

"I know!" Hermione screamed, putting her head in her hands and beginning to weep. "I mean, how's it going to be for him knowing that Tom tried it on with me?"

"He...What?"

"Yeah." Hermione felt incredibly guilty for doing this but it was necessary. "Tom had too much to drink last night, I wasn't feeling too hot so I came up here to lie down for a bit and he followed me. He closed and locked the door behind him and tried it on with me." all the girls immediately rushed over to her and hugged her.

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They all got dressed, gathered their belongings, books and then went down to the Hall. Hermione was constantly twirling her hair in her fingers, trying to distract herself from the thoughts about Tom or Abraxas. When the girls reached the Hall, most people were already there and the noise was quite loud.

"Can't I please just skip breakfast?" Hermione begged to Amaris for the 1000th time since leaving the common room.

"No." she snapped, taking the older girl's arm and pulling her to the table.

The people around their little group moved for them to sit down. Hermione was in between Tom and Abraxas - as usual - Amaris was opposite Tom and glaring at him and the girls chose a Knight each.

"Hello, girls." Tom said. Amaris, Celia, Katie and Lib just glared at him. Hermione was just stirring milk into her tea, Abraxas put his hand on her knee and leant into her ear.

"You disappeared last night." He stated.

"Yeah, I went to lie down. I didn't feel so good."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." He said, kissing her lips lightly. He missed her flinch. "How do you feel today?"

"Hmmm, alright. Not parades and hot chocolate but, alright." She shrugged. Hooting came from the ceiling and 100's of owls started to sweep into the room. A minute or so later, they were gone and everyone, except Hermione, was opening letters and packages.

"How come you never get mail, Mi?" Celia asked after swallowing her bite of toast as she opened a letter from a French ex-boyfriend she'd told Hermione about.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, surely your parents would like to know what you're doing, if you've made friends etc."

"They can't write to me. War safety issues." She explained, putting on a sad face and looked down.

"I'm so sorry." Lib said absently, reading a letter from her older brother.

"It's alright. We never really got on, anyway."

"Why not?"

She didn't answer, just looked at Abraxas. He was paler than usual, his hands shaking and even a tear in his eye. "Abraxas?" she whispered to him, putting a calming hand on his.

He took a deep breath. "It's my father. He's in St Mungos with Dragon Pox." He whispered to her, letting her read the letter.

Hermione's mind was running a minute mile. Dragon Pox? His father? The disease might be hereditary. Lucius might get it.

"Is it serious?"

"The Healers say he's quite far gone. He only has a few weeks to live."

"You need to be with him."

"I have to stay at school." He said firmly but desperately wanted to be near his father.

"Abraxas, he's your father. You need to be with him in his...You need to be with him." He just nodded. "Come on. We'll go talk to Dippet, explain everything and he'll let you go." She said, standing up, taking his hands and pulling him with her. She led him out of the Hall and up to the Headmaster's office.