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Chapter 11: Play with The Mind

Hermione walked over when Toni came out and gave Benjamin a hug.

"Ben! You're here!" Toni said. Antonio stared somewhat enviously. "I missed you! Have you met Hermione? She is the best."

I believe we have not been introduced." Benjamin said. Even his voice was wonderful. "My name is Benjamin but please call me- Ohnath... do not ask me what it means." He took Hermione's hand and kissed it. Tina stared somewhat enviously.

Hermione pulled her hand away, but not so rapidly that it be rude. "Here are the flowers you asked for Mrs. Landeras." Hermione said handing the basket. "My name is not Hermione. It's Lavender Brown. Hermione is just my nickname."

"Don't ask her how she got it." Toni said nodding.

"Nickname, is it?" Ohnath said. They stared.

"Benjamin, come in, have a bite." Tina said breaking the tension and leading Ohnath inside. Toni took Hermione's hand and they followed. Mr. Landeras pursued behind them.

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Throughout the meal, Ohnath gave Hermione glances and smiles and Hermione tried not to return it. But how could she be so foul? She ate silently while Tina talked and smiled and laughed for the first time.

"So, Toni, you've been- munching on those sweets I gave you?" Ohnath asked. "Have you enough or shall I send more?"

"Nah- I have not ate them in a month." Toni said glancing at Hermione and then eating the rest of his meal customarily.

"What?" Ohnath said and Hermione was suspicious at his reaction. "Why- why do you fail to consume the delicious things?"

"I love the way you talk." Tina added and then quickly glanced at her husband across the table and went back to eating silently.

"Hermione made me cut down." Toni said. "I have been improving well-"

Ohnath put down his spoon and frowned. "Toni, I made those for you so that you could have seconds of guilty pleasure." Ohnath looked at Hermione who was frowning at him and his vibe changed. "We'll just eat them together later? It'll be our guilty pleasure for both of us."

It was back to normal with Tina and Ohnath talking, Ohnath glancing and smiling. Hermione couldn't take it anymore. "Excuse me."

***

The next morning Hermione did her usual Yoga that she had been practicing everyday for the past half year. Then she went outside and sat on the white benches in the garden in front of the lake. Today was peaceful and beautiful and sunny for a late February day. Hermione picked up a flower and started throwing the petals into the water.

She felt something, and a cold wind passed her and Hermione put her hands over her hair, straightened her skirt and watched the water more. Then she felt fingers touch her neck softly. Hermione jerked and looked up to see Ohnath. It was his first morning here, and already he was on Hermione's nerves.

"Ohnath." Hermione said. "You are up early-"

"I saw you from the balcony...I know that I'd be foolish if I didn't come down and accompany you." Ohnath whispered softly, his hands going down her arms. "You're like a beam of light in all the darkness, a rose in a field of dandelions, a moon in a sky of stars..." It was no other then Ohnath's lips traveling down her neck.

Hermione pushed him and away and moved. "Ohnath- please..." Hermione said. Was he some kind of poet?

Ohnath sat next to her and Hermione could feel his eyes. She turned to look at him. "What? What do you want from me?"

"I want peace...A place to belong... isn't that what you want? Isn't it something you crave and hunger?" Ohnath whispered, drawing closer and before she knew it, his lips had found hers.

Hermione was surprised at the first second of touch and quickly backed out. "No, no, I can't you filthy- poet man who sneaks behind his friends back being with his wife and cheating on her and feeding kids poisoned red treats!"

Ohanth backed away, and looked a bit shocked. "Obviously your heart...lies somewhere else..."

"No! Stop talking- just stop talking and leave me alone!" Hermione screamed getting up and wiping off her neck and lips roughly. "Why don't you leave this family alone, they have enough problems already."

Ohnath stood. "I can't. And I'm not feeding that child bad candy and how do you suppose I am with- Tina?"

"I- I suspected, that's all." Hermione said angrily. "You don't need to know. Who are you and how can anyone trust you?"

"We all have our secrets, Hermione," Ohnath said slowly.

"My name is Lavender!"

"I wonder, how anyone can trust you when-" In an instant Ohnath grabbed Hermione and pulled up her sleeve. "You hide- this."

There burned the dark mark. Hermione could not yell. She could only stare. "How did you- who are you?"

"Another day you shall be swayed, Hermione Granger." Ohnath planted a passionate kiss on her lips once more and ran off.

Hermione stood there covering the dark mark. With all the peace Ohnath seemed to offer, frustration and confusion was what she was getting.

***

For the next few days, Ohnath had been hanging around having meetings with Mr. Landeras in his large study and flirting with Tina. Hermione found out that he was twenty four year old poet. Tina on the other hand was thirty. Hermione knew that she was more then ready to go sneak into Mr. Landeras' lab and rip at the candy.

So one day, weeks after Ohnath's arrival, Hermione grabbed Toni's invisibility cloak and walked off with it in her pocket. She passed the room many times and when she decided to come in it opened and out came Mr. Landeras.

"Mr. Landeras!" Hermione said surprised.

"Oh, Miss Brown... hello." He said softly. Hermione noticed a pin on his chest. It was gold, with a capital G on it and a W hanging from it and a W hanging from that. He took it off. "Not wandering around, I hope."

"No- just walking." Hermione said.

Mr. Landeras nodded. "Do you know where my wife is?"

"With Ohnath, maybe." Hermione said and quickly Mr. Landeras walked off. Hermione shrugged, looked around and put the cloak over her.

She walked in and down the creaky stairs. She got to the stone cement and went to the steel door. Password...what was the password? Hermione shrugged and took a bottle of hot contents and poured it into the handle. Hermione smiled when it opened and went in.

She looked around. It was empty. She closed the lab and put a desk in front of it. Then she dropped the cloak, found a table and quickly began on her work. She searched in books then ripped the candy trying to find familiar ingredients.

After half an hour she could only find out that it contained water and sugar. Everything else seemed unfamiliar. Hermione growled and then put the book back and at the same time noticed another.

"The book from my dream." Hermione whispered. The first dream of Voldemort and wearing the pink dress. Hermione opened the old book slowly and say that it was in a different language. Not Spanish. It looked Greek/ German/ Japanese. It was not printed, but written. Hermione flipped more through it with fascination. She looked at the front, the words in gold, and the book with soft brown leather. Hermione turned it to the last page which it read:

Darkness falls forever.

Hermione frowned, pocketed the book and escaped quietly.

***

Hermione sat on the balcony the air rushing through her hair, the sun shining bright. It had a beautiful view of the garden below and hills far ahead. Another world perhaps, Hermione imagined. Maybe a place where unhappiness never touched the human heart, a place where company was a given. Hermione heard footsteps.

"Why don't you leave me alone, Ohnath?" Hermione said, finishing her tea.

"Why must I? We can not have our peace all the time." Ohnath said sitting on the bench, next to her.

"If you came to sway, sway someone else." Hermione said. "How about Tina. A person would be thick if they didn't know something was going on between you two. Go be with her. Go love her."

"I do not want to be in love, but yet I find myself following my heart's desire into the depths of her world." Ohnath said looking out. "But love weakens you."

"Love does not weaken you."

"When you love someone, you pour your heart out to him or her. When they betray you, your sadness could lead to anything." Ohnath said. "Isn't it funny when you give your world... you get nothing in return?" Ohnath stood.

Hermione stood. "What did you say?" Ohnath frowned and looked at her. "I said, WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Hermione remembered Voldemort saying that line in her dream.

To Hermione's surprise Ohnath sneered, an evil glint in his eyes. "Darkness falls forever." Then he walked off. Hermione knew now, that his mysterious was evil.

***

Hermione sat up on her bed. She couldn't sleep. She got up and, put her robe on and walked to get a glass of water and maybe check on Toni. As Hermione walked through the dark halls she heard noises and laughter.

Hermione stopped and then heard murmuring voices. It was a woman's voice. Then a man's voice. The woman started coughing, said something and then Hermione heard something drop.

Frowning, Hermione walked faster and heard small noises. It was coming from Ohnath's room. Heart beating, Hermione sprinted going to Ohnath's room. She saw on the bottom a dimmed light. Without hesitation, Hermione opened it.

Ohnath was standing, putting his shirt back on. He looked at her frowning and started buttoning. Hermione looked behind him, the window wide open and cold wind blowing furiously... and a figure on the bed.

"Excuse me, but do you always come crashing into someone's room when they're having a little fun?" Ohnath said and started cleaning wine bottles off the table.

"You disgusting- is that Tina?" Hermione asked. Ohnath just smiled. "You didn't- hurt her, did you?"

Ohnath looked at her. "Of course not. She had free will." Ohnath said putting on the rest of his robes. "She wanted to... only she felt a little guilty, who could blame her, her husband just minutes away... she- died before we could."

Hermione looked at him with complete shock. "What?" Hermione ran to her side. Tina was lying there, cold, with her eyes closed. "You- killed her?!"

"No, the poison did." Ohnath said and stood on the windowsill and still looked at Hermione. If he was careful, he could of fell. "You see Hermione, I knew that you were on to me, so I had to finish my business here and leave! But I could not leave without going away presents!" Ohnath tossed a pouch. Hermione felt a bottle.

"Do not throw it away- it is to clear that mark of your arm!" Ohnath smiled. "You see, I am the potions master! And I want power! Antonio has it! I was going to make his kid ill with the red candy, maybe break his heart a little, but you interrupted and I had to go straight to the wife- I knew she felt as if her husband didn't love her but he did- he'd die for her, and die without her hopefully!"

Hermione gripped the pouch. "No..."

"You see, with love, you can play with the mind- and that is just one of many ways love weakens you!" Ohnath said. "I have to go- attend more business- is there anything you'd like to say?!" "I'll find you! I'll find you and turn you in!" Hermione yelled threateningly. "This isn't the last I'll see of you!"

"No! It's not!" Ohnath said laughing. "But may I add- that no man like me- gives out his real name! Goodbye." And with that, Ohnath fell backwards.

"No! Nooo!" Hermione yelled running to the window and seeing Ohnath disparate in the air.

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Okay, so I pushed all the Ohnath in Spain parts in one whole chapter. But even though Ohnath is evil and all, he's also a really interesting character that comes back later.