A/N: Okay, I was attacked by the smut monster while writing this chapter sooooo, happy reading and if you don't like sex, then close your eyes, this was rated M after all.

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"Because my lord, she has issued a challenge of sorts without even realizing it. She has basically said that there is something you are not capable of and as a man, it hurts the pride a bit."

"Perhaps you are right Lucius." he said with a grin, " Maybe I should show her that I can be something more then a monster."

Lucius laughed, "let the seduction begin."

Now:

As Lucius left the Dark Lord, he couldn't help but hope Voldemort chose Hermione. He was loyal to his master, loyal to a fault, but he was tired, tired of the raids, tired of the constant coving of tracks, tired of the planning for a war, that if played out, he wasn't sure his side would win, The dark lords follower? Yes, Stupid? Not on your life. Lucius knew Potter was gaining strength and support, it didn't take a genius to figure that out and Lucius wanted to just live his life in peace, one way or another. He knew that if Voldemort did not choose Hermione, he would end up dead or in prison, and while he deserved it, he wasn't one to go willingly. Lucius took one last look around and apparated to his Manor for the night.

Tom had remained in the study, going over his thought in his head. He was stuck, for once in his life, he wasn't sure of his next course of action. He was powerful, very powerful and wasn't sure he wanted to give up everything he had worked for so many years, yet, the idea of having a normal life was appealing to him. He had made sure he was cruel, heartless and ruthless, it was the only way to gain the control he had and maintain it. When he had started this whole thing, he was firm in his beliefs, he wanted people of lesser blood to be cast out, even though he, himself, was not a pureblood, but as the years went on, he secretly thought about how his life would have turned out had he never became Lord Voldemort. Maturity could do such things to a mind, but by then, he was to far in, to deep to get out of this... thing he started.

His thoughts switched to the girl waiting in his chambers, she was muggle born, but smart, she was witty, powerful and under then right circumstances, he was sure she would be the perfect companion for him, something more then a one night fling, or a torture session to prove to his men that he was not to be messed with. The entire situation was maddening to him, everything was going fine until she showed up, and now, he had to make a decision that a month ago would never have crossed his mind.

He decided enough was enough and headed towards his rooms, he was sure the more time he spent with her would eventually lead him to the conclusion he was desperate to figure out. As he opened the door, he found her asleep on her side of the bed, curled into a ball. Deciding not to wake her, he dressed from the night and slid into the bed, covering them both up for the night.

The next morning, Tom woke up first as usual and glanced over to the sleeping witch in his bed. He was going to seduce her one way or another, it was the only way he could decide on what path to take given his current situation. He rolled over to her sleeping body, wrapping his arm around her waist, if tender is what she wanted, then tender she would get...for now. Hermione smiled as she felt the warmth surround her, she was asleep, but her body seemed to respond to him. He brushed her hair away from her neck and placed soft, gentle kisses against it, causing her skin to break out in goosebumps. She opened one eye and instantly remembered where she was, she was in bed with the dark lord himself, not the snakey version, but the man version, the good looking man, tyrant or not.

She felt wrong allowing him to kiss her in such a way, but she couldn't help it, the sensation was good, very good and besides, in less then a month she was going to more then likely die, so why not put her brain aside and enjoy what he was giving her, something she was sure he had never shown to anyone before.

His hand traveled to her side where he used his knuckles to skim across the skin lightly, making her goosebumps more pronounced then they were a few short minutes ago. Hermione was in sensory overload, she had never been touched so gently by anyone, Ron and Harry were fumbling and rough, but this was different and by none other then the most feared wizard in the wizarding world.

Still playing sleepy witch, she decided two could play at this game, she had never done this before, but hell, how hard could it be. She rolled over to face him, keeping her eyes shut and still so he wouldn't suspect anything, and wrapped her arm around him as well, snuggling into the warmth of his body. She chuckled mentally as she felt him tense for a second before finally relaxing into her embrace.

"You don't have to laugh, I know I tensed." he said in an amused voice.

Hermione's eyes flew open, "You are impossible, you know that right?" she muttered into his chest.

"Of course I know that." he laughed, "Now get up, I need to eat before the bats fly away."

Hermione sighed and disentangled herself from him, allowing them both to rise up.

"Sooo, any reason you were kissing my neck?" she asked

"My dear, I was simply showing you that I could be... tender, when need be."

"sweet merlin, let me guess, I challenged you?"

"As a matter of fact you did, and I'm giving you fair warning,... prepare to be seduced."

"Seduced... by you?" she couldn't help it, she laughed at the thought

"Is it that hard to believe?" he asked, grinning

"Oh come now, I don' think you could seduce a Randy cat." she laughed and stood from the bed. Tom smirked and walked over towards her, smirk firmly planted across his face.

He leaned down so his lips were close to her ear, and whispered, "Meow"

The next thing Hermione knew, she was pinned up against the wall with Tom pressing his entire body against hers. He attacked her lips while stroking her cheek with one hand and rubbing her breast through her shirt with the other.

Hermione's snide remark died instantly as she returned the kiss, determined not to let him win this round. Tom intended this to be a tease, but it was slowly escalating into something much further, much, much further then he expected, but hell, if she was willing...

he pressed his erection against her, letting her feel where he was going to take this unless she objected, sure , he could take her against her will, but that would screw him in the seduction part of this. He wanted her to want him, need him, so if he had to refrain, he would.

Hermione's brain had officially shut down, the part that was telling her no was properly zapped by the part of her brain enjoying what was happening. She wrapped her legs around his hips, pressing her body against him harder and earning her a groan from his mouth. His hands went down to the bottom of her shirt, pulling it over her head. He glanced down at the naked breast before him and attached his lips to one of her nipples, making her moan low and deep.

The entire thing was frenzied, hands were moving, lips were moving, hell even hips were moving to a rhythm they had created. Her dainty hands moved to his bare chest and to his nipples, giving them a firm pinch.

He growled and pulled her from the wall and started walking over towards the bed where he lay her down. He reached up and pulled off her knickers, throwing them to the floor before removing his sleeping pants. He crawled up her naked body, placing himself between her legs, positioning himself at her entrance. He leaned his head to her ear once again and whispered, "meow" as he slid into her.

Hermione's back instantly arched as he pushed his entire length inside her.

"Fuck Merlin you're a tight little witch" he hissed as he started to thrust into her slowly. Hermione was in the clouds, this was nothing like her experience before. The first time it hurt, and having her two best friends, inexperienced best friends, trying to figure things out only served to make it worse, but this was better, much, much, better.

Hermione increased the pace on her own, wanting to feel him moving inside her at a more... feverish pace then he was already doing. He was trying to go easy on her, but the way she was thrusting, he knew she wanted more, so more he gave her. He picked up her legs and fastened them behind his neck, allowing him deeper penetration. Hermione's eyes rolled into the back of her head as he hit her g spot, over and over, harder and harder with each thrust.

"I- I I'm going , I cant stop it" she all but screamed, her walls clinching down on him while her back arched further off the bed. He reached his hands to her her shoulders, pulling her on to him further as he thrust almost violently as hard as he could, wanting his release.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh" she moaned as another orgasm hit before the first had even ended and that was all it took for him, his body stiffened as he shot load after load into her, jerking her body with each spurt, cursing at the feeling he was receiving from her body.

He collapsed on top of her, locking his lips to hers while keeping himself inside her, still moving his hips slightly as he came down from the high. They finally broke apart, looking at each other the entire time, trying desperately to catch the breath that was escaping them.

He smirked at her, " So... how's the... seduction...going so far." he asked

"Well, I think... very well." she laughed.