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Who Would of Thought

Chapter 8

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The only thing going through Hermione's head was to run, run as fast as she could to get away from him. She was terrified of what he could do her and him killing Travis only reinforced her fears. Hermione was so terrified of Tom, that the thought of Travis being dead never really processed into her head.

She ran down the hall not knowing where she was heading. The headmaster sounded good, but she really didn't know what to tell him. Dumbledore's office was another idea and she knew that he would know what was going on without her even telling him, but she couldn't be sure that he was there. She just continued running and thinking every know and then about where she could go occasionally looking over her shoulder to see how close he was to catching her.

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Tom was so caught up with the power that he had gotten from the killing that it took him a minute or two to process that Hermione was running away and he had to catch her. Once he did realize what he needed to do he shot out the door going as fast as he could. Anger was surging through his veins and he was ready to rip her to shreds if she told anyone.

He already knew that he had lost her, but if she told anyone what she had seen, especially Dumbledore, who seemed to have it in for him, he could face expulsion and lose what he had worked so hard for. His dreams of becoming the most feared wizard would come to a sudden halt and he would simply be know as a psycho killer that was kicked out of school. Plus, if they wanted to get mean they could send him to Azkaban for using an unforgivable; things were not looking good.

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Tom was catching up to her and was only a few sprints away from grabbing her, one the other hand Hermione was only a few feet more away from Dumbledore's office. He could only hope that luck was one his side and that she would fall or Dumbledore wouldn't be there. Hermione was coming closer and closer to the door and showed no signs of slowing. That is until she made the fatal mistake of turning around to see where he was, causing her to stumble and fall, giving Tom just enough time to grab her and pull her into one of the cold, dark, class rooms.

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It all went by too fast for Hermione to comprehend until it was too late and she was lying with her back on the cold stone floor, a menacing face staring at her limp form. There was no way to get out seeing as he was in front of the only way out besides a window that was over five stories from the ground. Though after weighing her options, waiting to see what horrible thing he would do or jumping out the window to certain death, the latter was looking much better.

Tom must have seen her eyes dart to the window with a longing look in them, because he immediately summoned metal bars on the window so that she couldn't jump. Even if she hated him he still had feelings for her, but if she jumped there would be nothing left. If she stayed he would be able to either erase her memory of him or put her under the Imperious Curse, a fairly new curse which would make her do whatever he wanted. That, he figured, would be very useful in this situation but he wanted to see how far he could get without magic.

"So I'm guess that you will be wanting an explanation, correct?" Tom asked her as he settled himself against a desk with his arms crossed carelessly across his broad chest. "Well you aren't going to get one simply because I don't want to tell you, and I know that you don't want to argue with me." He added after seeing her open her mouth and start walking over to him with an angry look on her face. Once she heard the tone in his voice she stopped dead in her tracks and he continued. "Everything I do has a reason honey, even if you don't see it right then and there. Travis was in the way and that is all that I am going to say about it. So if I remember correctly we had a little snogging session that we have failed to make up, what do you say that we go ahead and take care of it? Oh, and before you start yelling at me do take into consideration what your situations is." He reminded her with an evil smirk before he got up from his perch against the desk and started advancing on her.

Hermione didn't know what to do, she wanted to yell at him but he was right about her being in a bad situation. Then again she figured that no matter what she did he was still going to do what he pleased with her, she might as well go ahead and have a good yell.

"YOU SELF-CONCEITED BASTARD!" Hermione yelled at him with all she could muster up. "What the hell makes you think that I would let you anywhere near me after what you did to Travis! I never want to see you again but obviously you have it in for me and I'm not going to be left alone." She was about to stop but she saw him start to come at her again. "No, you sit your sorry ass down and listen because I am not done with you yet! I thought that you were just trying to show off, you and your male ego, but I was wrong. I was willing to give you a chance and see how you acted away from everyone else but once again I was wrong. Ha, Hermione Granger or Grant, who cares anymore, is wrong about two things in one day, who would have thought. You know what? Your really are..."

"Would you shut up!" Tom had finally had enough of letting her push him around and telling him what to do. "I could care less what you think I am because guess what, you are nothing to me besides a good snog! Don't get one of those stupid looks on your face like you are hurt and you really thought you meant something to me, because it pisses me off." Tom hollered getting angrier and angrier the more he talked, he really didn't want to be there anymore but he couldn't back off now because she would know she had won. "I might have had a thing for you at one point but it's gone now so you can just get that one out of your head. And another thing, don't EVER talk about me having a male ego problem because if you ever do it again I will slap you up one side and down the other. Even if I didn't have a male influence when I was younger, hell I didn't even have a female influence." Tom said as he walked over to the window.

Then Hermione saw what she thought would never be found in Tom, he had a sorrowful look in his eyes. She was so shocked that she was almost going to ask him if he was okay, but once she looked at him again it was gone and the same emotionless face was in its place.

"Serves me right, thinking that there might be something other than hate there." Hermione muttered to herself.

"What are you mumbling about?" Tom asked as he walked away from the window.

"If it wasn't loud enough for you to hear it then you probably weren't meant to hear it." She replied in a harsh voice.

"Don't you dare use that tone with me!" he yelled as he threw her against the wall. "And if I want to know something you sure as hell better tell me."

"And if I don't?" Hermione asked starring straight into his cold blue eyes.

"Do you really want an answer to that?" He whispered into her ear.

But she never got a chance to answer him because right as she was trying to talk he covered her mouth with his. Had this been any other situation she would have kissed him back in a heart beat but considering all that he had done there was just no way. She tried pushing him away but he simply held her arms to her side as he tried to gain passage into her mouth. Once her arms were unavailable she proceeded to use her legs and try to kick him but all he had to do was press up harder against her causing her to gasp, allowing just enough to let him in.

She felt totally helpless, and this was the boy that she thought that she had feelings for, which were now nothing but a memory as he proceeded to start biting her lip and down to her neck. She knew that she could never get too close to him, being who he is, but at times he could really be caring. Then again that was only when things were going just as planned and he got exactly what he wanted. When he didn't, boy that was another story, he would do what ever it took to get it. Like he was doing now, Hermione was sure that he was going to go as far as he could with her until someone came in, he had already started undoing her robes and was moving her over to the desk. It wasn't like she could do anything about it, she was powerless against him, not only in terms of strength but she was also terrified about the things he could do to her in terms of magic.

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Tom just couldn't help his actions; he wanted her so badly that it hurt. Not only that, which was enough in itself, but he also was so mad at her that he wanted to make her hurt, so he figured why not get two and one.

When he started kissing her he could tell that it wasn't going to be as easy as he thought with her flailing her arms and legs about in ever which way. To his dismay the struggle only lasted a few minutes and then it seemed as thought she had given in, she still wasn't making it easy for him but at least she wasn't fighting him.

He could tell that she was off in her own little world, like she had something on her mind more important then what was going on right then. Her not caring really ticked him off causing him to get rough and more hurried then he had intended to. Even as he was starting to undo her robes he saw no change in her attitude, she still seemed to be in that other place.

"~That's it~" he thought to himself. "~I'm going to take her and she is probably so out of it that she won't even know~"

That wasn't how he wanted it to be, she was going to remember it no matter what he had to do to get it into her head.

"YOU BITCH!" he yelled at her right before he was going to get rid of her skirt. "I'm about to screw you and you aren't even noticing, are you dead or something."

Hermione didn't respond.

"HELLO!" he tried again getting even more infuriated. "What the hell?"

WHACK!!

The sound of his hand hitting her face echoed around the room and could be heard down the corridors. It would probably result in a few questioning faces coming to the door to see what caused the noise, but he didn't care it had gotten her attention.

"What are you doing?!" Hermione asked placing her hand on the spot that he had slapped.

"Trying to screw you, but you are to out of it to even realize that" he replied getting off of her and walking over the window.

"Well I'm sorry if I don't want to have anything to do with you." She told him. "And if it is ok with you I know that fighting you was pointless so I figured that the best thing to do was just try and pretend you weren't trying to rape me."

"I wasn't raping you!" He yelled turning back around staring at her partially clothed figure on the desk. "DON'T YOU DARE try to say that I was, because if you do I will make you wish that I was raping you. Do you understand?"

"Is that a threat?"

"You sure as hell better hope that it's not." He said in a threatening voice as he walked back over to her. "Now under most conditions I would finish what I started" He told her looking hungrily at her half-dressed frame perched delicately on the desk. "But considering the noise I just made slapping you, people will probably start coming down to see what happened and I don't want to get in trouble. We will just have to set another date."

"Like I would show up." She muttered looking down at her bare feet.

"What did you say?" Tom questioned lifting her chin so she would look at him. "You remember what happened last time you didn't tell me something."

"Alright smart ass! You want to know what I said? Well I'll tell you." she said getting up from her spot on the desk. "I said 'like I would show up.' You happy? Now if you don't mind I'm leaving!" She told him as she gathered her stuff and did just what she said.

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Tom didn't know what to do with her, first she won't pay attention to him and now she walks out on him before the conversation is over, not considering what she said about not coming. The one thing he did know was that she was going to pay, but for now he had to get out of that room before someone came in and asked what that noise was. He would go to his room and figure out what to do about her tomorrow. He was too tired to think reasonably right then.

On his way up to his room he came across no one until he came to the entrance to the Slytherin common room. As the portrait opened he could see Brigitte sitting across the room staring directly at him.

"What are you doing out so late?" her voice came from across the room.

"Nothing that concerns you." He replied as he walked over to the staircase.

"Where are you going now?" She asked once she saw him walk past her.

"Would you just shut up and leave me the hell alone!" He yelled back in reply.

"What's bothering you sweetie?" Brigitte asked getting up from her chair and walking over to him.

"Right now?"

She nodded.

"YOU!" Tom yelled as she looked at him as though she was really hurt.

"That's a little harsh don't you think baby?" She replied steering him over to a couch. "Here, why don't you sit down and I'll rub your neck."

Tom knew exactly where this was going; he had seen it all too often. She would sit him down rub is neck for a minutes and slowly make her way over to his lap where she would sit and start kissing him until he would take her upstairs and let him have her. He was almost positive that tonight would be no different. It wasn't that she was a bad lay or anything, on the contrary she was very good, but he wasn't sure that he was in the mood for her or not. After Hermione had ignored him, he wasn't so sure about Brigitte.

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Once he had picked her up and started carrying her up the stairs to his room he figured that maybe he wanted her more than he thought. If not out of love or lust, at least for the simple fact of proving that he still had it in him.

After she had fallen asleep next to him, Tom was more then sure that he still had it. The only problem was that he was only thinking of one person.

Hermione.

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A/N— I can not tell yall how sorry I am that it took that long, and the chapter isn't even that good! So if yall want to send flames I will completely understand! I will try my hardest to get the next one out A LOT sooner then this one (but no promises)

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