A/N: I'm so sorry guys, I feel horrible for not updating. School has just
been so frustrating though because I've been getting loads and loads of
homework and I have to study so much because we have a quiz practically
every week. I hope I didn't lose all of you reviewers. Sorry once again,
but I'll try to write more.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter or any of these other characters (except Amunet, I made her up) they all belong to the famous goddess JK Rowling. Oh Hail JK Rowling! Come on, chant with me!!
Hermione found herself staring into Tom's blue eyes once again. She felt lost in them almost as if they were a pool of water sucking her in.
"Hey, congratulations!" said Tom flashing her a smile. He took a seat next to her. Hermione was looked down at her food and nodded. This was all too much for her. Going back in time, meeting the wizard that killed one of her best friend's parents, getting sorted into Slytherin. Hermione felt like she was going to explode with all the emotions bottled up in her at once.
"Are you okay?" Tom asked, "You seem a bit. spaced out."
Hermione managed to get her delicate lips to form into a weak smile, "I'm fine."
Tom raised an eyebrow and nodded. He opened his mouth to say something but he closed it after. "I have to bring the first years into the common room now. Since you're somehow considered a first year, I suppose you and your friend are suppose to come with me."
Hermione turned her head to face Amunet. Amunet was occupied by a boy who had stirred up a conversation with her. She sighed, "Alright."
Tom smiled and stood up. He offered his hand to help her out of her seat. Hermione took it, and man did she regret taking it. They were the softest hands she had ever touched. Soft and manly. They weren't rough like most guys had. They were full of warmth and were as soft as a baby's touch. Hermione realized that she had been holding on to Tom's hand for at least a full two minutes. Tom smirked and let go when she stood up.
'That smirk. It's so familiar.' Hermione though, 'Ick. Malfoy.'
Hermione followed Tom with other students. She had assumed that only first years would be following him but there was a large group of Slytherin girls following as well. They were all in different years and probably knew where the Slytherin common was but rather had follow the handsome teenage boy. Hermione didn't blame them. Tom was just irresistible but Hermione knew that it was forbidden for her to even think of him that way. He was an enemy.
"Basilisk." Tom said clearly as they stopped in front of a stone wall in the middle of a dimly lit dungeon. The stones immediately started to shift almost like a jigsaw puzzle. A small opening appeared and one by one everyone entered. Hermione entered last. The common room was freezing unlike the Gryffindor common room which was 'always' filled with warmth and comfort. The Slytherin common room on the other hand was cold and unwelcoming. She felt out of place. No it wasn't literally cold, there was large fire roaring in the fireplace. It wasn't really unwelcoming; there were plenty of students chatting together happily. But it still felt that way to Hermione. The whole place was just too different for her. Nothing would make her feel comfortable here. This was a Slytherin home. Not a Gryffindor.
"So, what do you think?" Hermione herd a voice from behind her that caused her to jump. It was Tom.
'What's with this guy, he has a knack for scaring me doesn't he?' Hermione thought. "Do you really want to know?"
Tom frowned, but even then he still look gorgeous. "Why, what's wrong with it?" "Nothing, it just seems 'dark'." Hermione said sighing.
"What do you mean?"
"Nevermind. Where's the girl's dormitory?"
"Over there." Tom pointed to an oak wood door on the right side of the fireplace. "The left one is the boys. But my room is up there." Tom pointed up towards a ladder that leads to a loft and an oak door. "Just if you 'need' me."
Hermione raised an eyebrow confused. 'Did he just make a sexual joke?' Hermione cringed.
"Alright, good night then." Hermione said walking away.
Tom couldn't help but tilt his head to get a view of Hermione's swaying hips as she walked away. The door closed and Tom sighed. He walked towards the ladder to his room but spotted Amunet entering through the narrow entrance of the stones. She looked different from last time he saw her. Her large glasses were gone and her hair was down. Her hair was long, wavy, and sexily tousled.
"And who have you been fooling around with?" asked Tom walking towards her. Amunet locked eyes with him in surprise.
"What are you talking about?" she asked innocently tilting her head.
Tom chuckled and stepped towards her, "Oh come on, you don't actually think I wouldn't realize that some guy hasn't been messing with your hair."
Amunet looked at him offended, "That's really bias of you to say you know. If you must know I just came back from the bathroom and took a shower."
"Your hair's dry."
"Ever hear of a drying spell?" She asked as if it were the most obvious thing ever.
Sighing defeated Tom smiled. "You have a lot of potential you know that?"
Amunet smiled, "Thank you, now would you mind telling me where the girl's dormitory is before the next ice age comes?"
Tom pointed to the door on the right side of the fireplace again.
"Thank you." Amunet said walking away. Once again Tom couldn't help himself but watch as the other new girl swayed her hips into the door.
Tom moved towards his own room when he was stopped by a familiar face.
"What can I do for you Sasha?"
The tall slender girl put her hand on his arm. "No, the question is what can 'I' do for 'you'."
"Well I'm tired I'd like to go to bed thank you very much." Tom said taking his arm back and climbing up the ladder.
Sasha glared as she watched Tom disappear through his door, "Bet he would have wanted me to come." She gave out an irritated sigh and flipped her platinum blond hair. Her gray eyes shifted towards the girl's dormitory door.
'Humph, Tom thinks I didn't see him checking those two new girls out. I'll set him straight; those two will be yesterday's garbage by the end of this week.' Sasha walked towards the girl's dormitory door.
A/N: So that's it for tonight. I'll try to update more soon. If you comment then I'll write more, but if you don't then the chances of me writing more is slim to none. Sounds crude, but I don't wanna waste my time typing up something that nobody is reading. By the way, I changed my pen name from tgerkat1000 to silentears so don't be alarmed if the author name isn't the same as it used to be. I wish I could write my thanks to the reviewers but my fingers are nearly frozen right now.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter or any of these other characters (except Amunet, I made her up) they all belong to the famous goddess JK Rowling. Oh Hail JK Rowling! Come on, chant with me!!
Hermione found herself staring into Tom's blue eyes once again. She felt lost in them almost as if they were a pool of water sucking her in.
"Hey, congratulations!" said Tom flashing her a smile. He took a seat next to her. Hermione was looked down at her food and nodded. This was all too much for her. Going back in time, meeting the wizard that killed one of her best friend's parents, getting sorted into Slytherin. Hermione felt like she was going to explode with all the emotions bottled up in her at once.
"Are you okay?" Tom asked, "You seem a bit. spaced out."
Hermione managed to get her delicate lips to form into a weak smile, "I'm fine."
Tom raised an eyebrow and nodded. He opened his mouth to say something but he closed it after. "I have to bring the first years into the common room now. Since you're somehow considered a first year, I suppose you and your friend are suppose to come with me."
Hermione turned her head to face Amunet. Amunet was occupied by a boy who had stirred up a conversation with her. She sighed, "Alright."
Tom smiled and stood up. He offered his hand to help her out of her seat. Hermione took it, and man did she regret taking it. They were the softest hands she had ever touched. Soft and manly. They weren't rough like most guys had. They were full of warmth and were as soft as a baby's touch. Hermione realized that she had been holding on to Tom's hand for at least a full two minutes. Tom smirked and let go when she stood up.
'That smirk. It's so familiar.' Hermione though, 'Ick. Malfoy.'
Hermione followed Tom with other students. She had assumed that only first years would be following him but there was a large group of Slytherin girls following as well. They were all in different years and probably knew where the Slytherin common was but rather had follow the handsome teenage boy. Hermione didn't blame them. Tom was just irresistible but Hermione knew that it was forbidden for her to even think of him that way. He was an enemy.
"Basilisk." Tom said clearly as they stopped in front of a stone wall in the middle of a dimly lit dungeon. The stones immediately started to shift almost like a jigsaw puzzle. A small opening appeared and one by one everyone entered. Hermione entered last. The common room was freezing unlike the Gryffindor common room which was 'always' filled with warmth and comfort. The Slytherin common room on the other hand was cold and unwelcoming. She felt out of place. No it wasn't literally cold, there was large fire roaring in the fireplace. It wasn't really unwelcoming; there were plenty of students chatting together happily. But it still felt that way to Hermione. The whole place was just too different for her. Nothing would make her feel comfortable here. This was a Slytherin home. Not a Gryffindor.
"So, what do you think?" Hermione herd a voice from behind her that caused her to jump. It was Tom.
'What's with this guy, he has a knack for scaring me doesn't he?' Hermione thought. "Do you really want to know?"
Tom frowned, but even then he still look gorgeous. "Why, what's wrong with it?" "Nothing, it just seems 'dark'." Hermione said sighing.
"What do you mean?"
"Nevermind. Where's the girl's dormitory?"
"Over there." Tom pointed to an oak wood door on the right side of the fireplace. "The left one is the boys. But my room is up there." Tom pointed up towards a ladder that leads to a loft and an oak door. "Just if you 'need' me."
Hermione raised an eyebrow confused. 'Did he just make a sexual joke?' Hermione cringed.
"Alright, good night then." Hermione said walking away.
Tom couldn't help but tilt his head to get a view of Hermione's swaying hips as she walked away. The door closed and Tom sighed. He walked towards the ladder to his room but spotted Amunet entering through the narrow entrance of the stones. She looked different from last time he saw her. Her large glasses were gone and her hair was down. Her hair was long, wavy, and sexily tousled.
"And who have you been fooling around with?" asked Tom walking towards her. Amunet locked eyes with him in surprise.
"What are you talking about?" she asked innocently tilting her head.
Tom chuckled and stepped towards her, "Oh come on, you don't actually think I wouldn't realize that some guy hasn't been messing with your hair."
Amunet looked at him offended, "That's really bias of you to say you know. If you must know I just came back from the bathroom and took a shower."
"Your hair's dry."
"Ever hear of a drying spell?" She asked as if it were the most obvious thing ever.
Sighing defeated Tom smiled. "You have a lot of potential you know that?"
Amunet smiled, "Thank you, now would you mind telling me where the girl's dormitory is before the next ice age comes?"
Tom pointed to the door on the right side of the fireplace again.
"Thank you." Amunet said walking away. Once again Tom couldn't help himself but watch as the other new girl swayed her hips into the door.
Tom moved towards his own room when he was stopped by a familiar face.
"What can I do for you Sasha?"
The tall slender girl put her hand on his arm. "No, the question is what can 'I' do for 'you'."
"Well I'm tired I'd like to go to bed thank you very much." Tom said taking his arm back and climbing up the ladder.
Sasha glared as she watched Tom disappear through his door, "Bet he would have wanted me to come." She gave out an irritated sigh and flipped her platinum blond hair. Her gray eyes shifted towards the girl's dormitory door.
'Humph, Tom thinks I didn't see him checking those two new girls out. I'll set him straight; those two will be yesterday's garbage by the end of this week.' Sasha walked towards the girl's dormitory door.
A/N: So that's it for tonight. I'll try to update more soon. If you comment then I'll write more, but if you don't then the chances of me writing more is slim to none. Sounds crude, but I don't wanna waste my time typing up something that nobody is reading. By the way, I changed my pen name from tgerkat1000 to silentears so don't be alarmed if the author name isn't the same as it used to be. I wish I could write my thanks to the reviewers but my fingers are nearly frozen right now.