Harry's POV:

Something wasn't right. She woke up as if someone was attacking her… She was hugging me so tight I was afraid I die of my rib cage stabbing my lung. "H-Hermione? Can you let go?" That was the wrong thing to say. She let go and looked up at me. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was trembling. "We'll see you all tomorrow…" I heard Myrtle say as everyone filed out of my room. "If you need me, I'll be in the chamber." I looked up to see where the voice had come from. It was Tom. He looked at me briefly before shutting the door. I looked back down at Hermione who was still trembling. "Hermione…"

"Hold me… please…" She feel to her knees crying in her hands. I felt terrible. I've seen Hermione cry numerous of time but this… this was not like any of those times… (WARNING: SMUT WILL BE IN THIS CHAPTER. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) I slowly got to my knees and wrapped my arms around her… she shuffled awkwardly in my embrace. Her hair smelled like the cliche strawberry which was somehow a better smell on her than most… She wrapped her arms around me and put her face near the crook of my neck.

"Hermione…" She pulled her face away from me and looked me in the eyes… What was it? Sadness? Anger? Lust? "Say my name again." She was no longer trembling. My back was placed on the foot board of of the bed, Hermione, was sitting in my lap. "Hermione-" as quick as lighting, her lips were placed on mine. They were soft, and delicate. Almost like a baby's touch. I had no control of my body as my hands snaked through her hair and pulled her closer. She moaned, a sweet, ear pleasing sound that made me feel a tingly light feeling. I removed my hands from her hair and slowly slid them down the sides of her body, causing to shiver slightly. "Hermione…"

Hermione's POV:

He said my name huskily… even through the thick fabric of both of our pants I could feel his manhood… I moaned as he bucked his hips trying to cause friction which did work.. "Hermione, I don't think we should…" Harry said through a haze trying to pull back. I instead pulled him closer, kissing him more deeply while rocking my hips over and over, causing more friction. "Shhh… don't think. Just enjoy…" That was enough to get him to take dominance. He picked me up and laid me gently on his bed. I felt uncomfortable knowing that he's done this before, and on his bed but I was quickly brought of my thoughts when he kissed me again.

I moaned again feeling his hands snake up my shirt and slowly down to the waistband of my jeans. Even though this felt amazing, It still hurts to know he's only experienced because he was with-

"Hermione…" I was bought out of my thoughts and looked up to see Harry… I was completely stripped which caused me to blush considering Harry was fully clothed.

"Please don't think about her… Don't think about anything…" He said as if he was reading my mind. He then proceeded to take his shirt off which I gasped at. He wasn't crazy ripped, but he did have abs and muscles. "Hmm? Another adoring fan I see?" He smirked. I blushed and looked away, embarrassed I was acting like this… I wasn't prepared for when he removed his pants. When I finally looked at him I was blushing beet red. "Harry… Merlin!" He smirked but I could tell he was slightly embarrassed. "Lay down…" I breathed in and out deeply trying not to panic. I was, after all, a virgin. "Hey…" I looked at Harry… his eyes… he didn't have that old look yet but he still looked like the man I soon to call husband. "I know harry, just… please be gentle..." He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Promise"

Myrtle's POV:

I was upset… Way too upset. Hermione and Harry had nothing to do with it of course, it was Him. "Myrtle!" I started running. How was that ass hole alive withought me knowing. "Myrtle for fuck sake, stop!" I ran downstairs to the great hall. It was empty due to the last day at Hogsmeade for everyone which was great. Headmistress Mcgonagall went with them. If only there was a knife… "Myrtle!" I whipped around to see him…

"What the hell do you want Tom Riddle!" I wanted to punch him in his perfect jaw.

"Whoa! I was expecting to be greeted with you crying or some weird crap like that but it seems like you've became feisty over the years." He smirked and took a step closer to me. When I took the potion to become human again, My appearance changed…

Instead of having that weird almost man jawline I use to get teased about, I asked Luna to make it more feminine. I asked her to give me perfect vision so I didn't have to wear those glasses that led me to die in the first place, and to make my voice more women like then squeaky. they maneuvered my hairstyle so my hair was longer but still the same color, and gave me a more hourglass figure. I'm still trying to get use to that…

"Can you kindly fuck off Riddle? I know now it was you who had me killed!" He rolled his eyes… his gorgeous ey- AH GODDAMMIT. He rolled his stupid electric blue eyes and sadly smiled at me. I was taken back… even in the old days when I was old Myrtle he never showed any emotion on his handsome face. It as either a sneer, smirk, or just distaste. "Myrtle… If only I could show you why…" His kind smile slowly disappeared. He started stepping closer to me. "Tom, no…" I backed up father. Just as I was about to turn around and run but I but I bumped right into the slytherin table. Perfect… what a nice table to run into… when the heir was coming after you. "Tom, please…" I was crying.

No, I don't want my title back. My new name was Willow Nova and the last thing I needed was for someone to see me crying and start to call me Wailing Willow… I tried to wipe the tears but no matter how hard nor fast I wiped, I was just wetting the sleeves of my uniform and the tears wouldn't stop. "M-Myrtle please… I'm not going to hurt you…" I looked up and almost screamed. Tom had both hands on either side of me and he was so close to my face all I had to do was shift and our lips would be touching. "This time, I want to take care of you." He leaned it and all I can say is… Boom. I couldn't move. I felt like I was hit with lighting. Tom Riddle… Tom Marvolo Riddle… Fallen Voldemort… Was kissing me, Myrtle Warren, now known as Willow Nova. I felt myself beginning to fall… before I even hit the ground I was caught in his arms.

"I understand I can't earn your forgiveness by saying I'm sorry and giving you some roses, but I do want to make it up to you Myrtle… No not because you have some new body and you got a couple of looks. If I wasn't so blinded by my ambition to take over the wizarding world I'm pretty sure you and I could have probably became pretty good friends in the past… Give me a chance Myrtle… Please?" His eyes were pleading. I wanted to slap him and walk away… I wanted to break his heart, and show him what it feels like when bad things happen… I also wanted to kiss him again.

"Show me then… show me you care Tom." He looked at me again before smashing his lips to mine, only a little bit more roughly. "Next Hogsmeade" He said breaking the kiss. "instead of hanging out with the others… You and I can go on a private date." He smiled, a real genuine smile that I returned. "I'd love to do that with you Tom" He smiled this time showing his teeth. "Would you like to walk around outside with me then?" He offered his arm. I looped mine with his and blushed. "Yes."

Mmmmmmmmmm. Things are getting spicy! First we have Harry and Hermione getting a little too close for the fandom to handle and then Tom is starting to realise stuff. What is next? Did you read the clues I gave? Probably not because, legit who reads author's notes am I right? But you may wanna go read those. A being just to ignore you and B being to make sure you understand some of it.