Here is the third chapter of The Curse of The Lovers. I have been really
busy with school work which is why my story has been sitting idle for so
long. Sorry about the wait but with no further ado the next installment!
"Hermione.", Hermione said as she took Tom's hand in her own.
"Well it is nice to meet you Hermione."
"Nice to meet you too", Hermione replied while she watched the little boy take a seat the marble table by the window that overlooked the garden.
"This is where my Mum sits when she draws", Tom stated as he looked down at the gardens below. "Come and have a seat with me. My Mum should be back soon."
Hermione slowly made her way over to the table and sat down on the soft velvet seat. She felt herself worrying a little bit. What if Tom didn't like her? After all he was the only child and might not want someone who wasn't even family coming in on his turf. If that was the case Hermione feared that her stay at the beautiful castle would not be long, for if Tom didn't like her and wanted her gone even though she felt Lady Riddle was a kind woman she would most likely do what made her son happy. Hermione was still pondering over these things when her thoughts were interrupted.
"You look worried", Hermione looked up to see Tom studying her. "You know you have no need to worry about me. I am quite glad that you have come. Life here is very boring without someone to play with and now that you are here I have that someone. That is unless you don't want to play with me?"
Hermione felt a flood of relief wash over her. Tom would not be a problem at all thank God! "Oh course I want to play with you but I have to admit that you had me worried there."
"I am usually not that stern but I had to do it just for fun."
"Oh I see you like to play with people" Hermione said with a crooked smile.
"Yes, that is what I meant when I said I want to play with you", Tom replied his smile just as crooked.
"What did you think I meant when I agreed to play with you?", Hermione quickly replied. They both laugh at that one realizing they had wit and joking in common.
"I like you. You catch on quick and I think we are going to have lots of fun", Tom looked around at a noise. "Here comes my Mum."
Just as Tom finished his sentence his mother entered the room. "Oh, Hermione I see you have met my son Tom. I hope he has been treating you well."
"Yes, oh course my Lady."
"Now dear, you do not have to call me Lady Riddle, Lady, or anything else formal you can think of. However, just call me Lella alright?"
"Okay, La- I mean Lella."
"Alright that's a good girl. Now, I am sure that you are very tired Hermione and would like to get some rest before dinner so, I am going to have Tom show you to your room and let you get settled in. In the mean time, I am going to the kitchen to go over the menu for today's dinner with the cook" Lady Riddle turned to her son. "Dear, you know where Hermione's new room is right?"
"Yes Mum. I'll bring her straight away."
"Thanks dear. Dinner is served at six o'clock. I will send someone up to you Hermione to get you ready for Dinner. Well, I see you two later, bye." With that Lady Riddle headed out of the room.
"Well", Tom said. "Follow me."
And that is just what Hermione did. While Tom took her to her room Tom gave her a tour of the entire house. Her Talked to her about the different servants that worked for them and shared so really funny stories with her about them, mostly stories involving pranks he pulled. By the time they made it to her room Hermione learned about every servant there and about Tom's father who she had not met yet. Tom said that he was a government official who did that to help his country out of his love for it not for financial means. Tom opened the door and they both walked in.
"It is absolutely beautiful!", Hermione exclaimed. Her room was decorated in burgundy and gold, two of her favorite colors. "I love the colors, they are my favorite. How did you know?"
"We didn't."
"Well it is absolutely gorgeous! Look at the view!", Hermione ran over to the windows that took up almost the whole wall and looked out at the mountains in the distance. "Why didn't I notice these mountains before?", she asked herself.
"Well I am glad you like your room Hermione. Mum will be very pleased."
"Yes, tell I like it very much."
"At dinner you can tell her yourself. I, must leave now however and let you catch some sleep."
"Okay. Bye." Hermione replied as Tom left the room.
Hermione drew herself away from the window and began to explore the room. The room was ten times the size of her house! It smelled of roses and had handmade rugs with rose patterns about the room. Hermione open the door to the right of the gigantic queen size bed and discovered a closet full of clothes for every occasion. She ran to the other side of the room to the opposite facing door and discovered a bathroom that had a state of the art plumbing system and a porcelain tub with clawed feet. As Hermione slowly laid down on the bed and felt the softness of the cushions she thought to herself that she died and gone to Heaven. As the day's trip got to her and her eyes got heavy she Thanked God, her Mum for finding this opportunity for her, and Lella for giving the opportunity to her as Hermione closed her eyes and her breathing grew slow and steady a smile grew across her face.
That's the end of the third chapter. Review and I hope to get another one out as soon as possible.
"Hermione.", Hermione said as she took Tom's hand in her own.
"Well it is nice to meet you Hermione."
"Nice to meet you too", Hermione replied while she watched the little boy take a seat the marble table by the window that overlooked the garden.
"This is where my Mum sits when she draws", Tom stated as he looked down at the gardens below. "Come and have a seat with me. My Mum should be back soon."
Hermione slowly made her way over to the table and sat down on the soft velvet seat. She felt herself worrying a little bit. What if Tom didn't like her? After all he was the only child and might not want someone who wasn't even family coming in on his turf. If that was the case Hermione feared that her stay at the beautiful castle would not be long, for if Tom didn't like her and wanted her gone even though she felt Lady Riddle was a kind woman she would most likely do what made her son happy. Hermione was still pondering over these things when her thoughts were interrupted.
"You look worried", Hermione looked up to see Tom studying her. "You know you have no need to worry about me. I am quite glad that you have come. Life here is very boring without someone to play with and now that you are here I have that someone. That is unless you don't want to play with me?"
Hermione felt a flood of relief wash over her. Tom would not be a problem at all thank God! "Oh course I want to play with you but I have to admit that you had me worried there."
"I am usually not that stern but I had to do it just for fun."
"Oh I see you like to play with people" Hermione said with a crooked smile.
"Yes, that is what I meant when I said I want to play with you", Tom replied his smile just as crooked.
"What did you think I meant when I agreed to play with you?", Hermione quickly replied. They both laugh at that one realizing they had wit and joking in common.
"I like you. You catch on quick and I think we are going to have lots of fun", Tom looked around at a noise. "Here comes my Mum."
Just as Tom finished his sentence his mother entered the room. "Oh, Hermione I see you have met my son Tom. I hope he has been treating you well."
"Yes, oh course my Lady."
"Now dear, you do not have to call me Lady Riddle, Lady, or anything else formal you can think of. However, just call me Lella alright?"
"Okay, La- I mean Lella."
"Alright that's a good girl. Now, I am sure that you are very tired Hermione and would like to get some rest before dinner so, I am going to have Tom show you to your room and let you get settled in. In the mean time, I am going to the kitchen to go over the menu for today's dinner with the cook" Lady Riddle turned to her son. "Dear, you know where Hermione's new room is right?"
"Yes Mum. I'll bring her straight away."
"Thanks dear. Dinner is served at six o'clock. I will send someone up to you Hermione to get you ready for Dinner. Well, I see you two later, bye." With that Lady Riddle headed out of the room.
"Well", Tom said. "Follow me."
And that is just what Hermione did. While Tom took her to her room Tom gave her a tour of the entire house. Her Talked to her about the different servants that worked for them and shared so really funny stories with her about them, mostly stories involving pranks he pulled. By the time they made it to her room Hermione learned about every servant there and about Tom's father who she had not met yet. Tom said that he was a government official who did that to help his country out of his love for it not for financial means. Tom opened the door and they both walked in.
"It is absolutely beautiful!", Hermione exclaimed. Her room was decorated in burgundy and gold, two of her favorite colors. "I love the colors, they are my favorite. How did you know?"
"We didn't."
"Well it is absolutely gorgeous! Look at the view!", Hermione ran over to the windows that took up almost the whole wall and looked out at the mountains in the distance. "Why didn't I notice these mountains before?", she asked herself.
"Well I am glad you like your room Hermione. Mum will be very pleased."
"Yes, tell I like it very much."
"At dinner you can tell her yourself. I, must leave now however and let you catch some sleep."
"Okay. Bye." Hermione replied as Tom left the room.
Hermione drew herself away from the window and began to explore the room. The room was ten times the size of her house! It smelled of roses and had handmade rugs with rose patterns about the room. Hermione open the door to the right of the gigantic queen size bed and discovered a closet full of clothes for every occasion. She ran to the other side of the room to the opposite facing door and discovered a bathroom that had a state of the art plumbing system and a porcelain tub with clawed feet. As Hermione slowly laid down on the bed and felt the softness of the cushions she thought to herself that she died and gone to Heaven. As the day's trip got to her and her eyes got heavy she Thanked God, her Mum for finding this opportunity for her, and Lella for giving the opportunity to her as Hermione closed her eyes and her breathing grew slow and steady a smile grew across her face.
That's the end of the third chapter. Review and I hope to get another one out as soon as possible.