(A/N: AHHH!!! I HAD CHAPTER 3 ALL TYPED UP NICE AND PRETTY AND THEN I LOSE
THE DISK AND HAVE TO TYPE IT ALL OVER AGAIN *calms down* but that's okay
because I have a few new ideas that I have incorporated into this chapter.
So here it is people chapter 3 of the Hogwarts Champions Tournament.)
Disclaimer- I own nothing don't sue
Chapter 3- Life Line
Hermione got out of bed in the morning and tied her hair into a messy bun rubbing her eyes trying to clear away the sleep. She, Harry, and Ron had been up well into the night discussing on ways that they could keep a close eye on Tom and Angel with out making it to obvious. She walked into the Gryffindor common room and walked with Harry and Ron in mild silence towards the Great Hall. It was rather early and only a few occupants were in the Great Hall. Two of them were Angel and Tom both sitting at the Slytherin table eating slowly. Tom appeared totally rested and fully awake and aware, he was looking at his friend laugher bright in his eyes. Angel looked as though she'd like nothing more than to push aside her toast and place her head on the table and snooze. However she met Toms silent laughter with a sleepy glare as she munched on toast and bacon. Tom was talking to Angel and she continued her glares as they both ate.
"Probably up all last night plotting to destroy the school." Harry muttered Darkly fixing the pair with his worst death glare. Angel appeared to notice and looked over at him a quizzical look on her face. Tom followed his friends gaze and raised an eyebrow as if to say 'What? You want to mess with me?' Angel took his hand and shook her head, he scowled but nodded, his eyes meeting Hermiones for a moment. He stood and headed over to their table, Angel jumped up and walked hurriedly behind him and Hermione heard a bit of their conversation as they walked over.
"TOM! Please don't do anything stupid." Angel hissed her violet eyes were now devoid of sleepiness and held concern and frustration.
"I won't." Tom muttered shortly before he walked over, past Harry and Ron who were shooting him death glares and stopped right in front of Hermione. He flashed her the most charming smile Hermione had ever seen and knew that her cheeks were turning a light pink.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you, you're one of the Gryffindor champions from this time right?" Hermione nodded, Tom extended his hand, "Tom Riddle, Slytherin Champion, this is my friend Angel." He said casually nodding to his friend who smiled as well just as charming. Hermione took his hand and shook it, stunned at how warm his hand was when she half expected him to feel like ice. She let go and shook Angels hand, astonished at how tiny the other girl was. Her hands were very petite and her wrists were twigs, yet she radiated a presence of power and strength. *Just like Riddle, they really are quite the pair* Hermione thought. Riddle with his quiet strength and good looks, and Angel full of life smiles and beauty. It was no wonder they had never been caught. They were both so brilliant and cunning, they could have ruled the world through politics and such, instead they chose to cause the most massive slaughter of human beings in the wizarding worlds history.
"Hermione Granger, it's nice to meet you both." She said casting a quick glance at Harry and Ron who were glaring at the two Slytherin Champions as if they were about to sprout fangs and attack Hermione.
"I just wanted to come and wish you luck, most of the Gryffindors in our time are...well...a bit..." Tom said he appeared to be trying to find a word that would not make what he was about to say rude. *What a surprise.* Hermione thought with true shock.
"Stupid?" Hermione suggested, Tom smiled dryly
"Not exactly the word I would have chosen but in the essence yes, the only Gryffindor student from our time who's ever been able to stand even the slightest chance against Angel and I is Minerva." Tom said gesturing to the young McGonaggall who had just sat down and waved happily at Angel who smiled and waved back.
"You guys get along?" Hermione asked in surprise, Harry and Ron were still silent watching with contempt. They would have said something earlier but a sharp kick from Hermione had silenced them both.
"O yes, like I said when I arrived I support inter-house relations, I get along with mostly everybody." Angel said as she grabbed a sausage from the table and ate. Tom shot her a glance.
"You know that's rather rude Angel darling." His voice was serious but his eyes were mocking. Angel flashed him a dazzling smile, and Hermione wondered not for the first time why they weren't a couple.
"Yes it is, I apologize and shall walk back to my table, au revoir." She said with a mock bow before walking over to the Slytherin table and sitting down next to Draco who still appeared transfixed by her. Tom laughed and smiled at Hermione.
"Well it was nice to meet you, best of luck in the tournament." He said before walking back to the Slytherin table brushing a lock of midnight hair out of his eyes making every girl in the great hall who was not looking at Draco sigh. (A/N: in case you can't tell I love them both a lot!) He sat down next to Angel and pulled her towards him as if her presence was some sort of life saver that people tossed to people in the water so that they wouldn't drown. *Which to him she probably is...* Hermione thought as she looked over to Harry and Ron.
"He's plotting something." Harry said shortly Ron nodded his head.
"Yeah did you see the way he was looking at you Hermione?" Ron said his face a light pink, he still like Hermione even though she had already told him that she only wanted to be friends.
"I saw Ron, I can handle him." Hermione said simply as Professor McGonaggall handed them their schedules and an extra piece of paper to Hermione. She looked at it quizzically before reading it.
*Dear Ms. Granger,
Congratulations on becoming a Gryffindor Champion, there will be a meeting for all champions in my office right after dinner, the password is 'Sugar Quill' please do not inform any others of this meeting seeing as it is for champions only.
Cordially,
Professor Dumbledore*
Hermione glanced at the other champions who had just received similar notes. Riddle was whispering to Angel who was nodding her head before patting his shoulder in assurance. *That's what she is,* Hermione realized with a involuntary gasp, *she's his life line, his hold to humanity, a treasured link to the world which he is going to tear away from. But Harry told me he still looks mildly human, which must mean he has another human link that keeps him from not turning totally demonic. Who is it though?* She thought in wonder.
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"What were you doing talking to that mudblood?" Draco asked, jerking his head over to Hermione his eyes never leaving Angel.
"We just wanted to wish her luck in the tournament." Angel said casually, feeling Tom stiffen against her she turned around and looked at him concerned. He moved his head so that he could whisper to her with out Draco hearing.
"Angel...there's something about her... I can't explain it she...she...she intrigues me Angel. Fascinates me, did you see the way she looked at us?" Angel nodded, "I feel like I need to be linked with her...a closer link then we have." He said his eyes telling Angel exactly what he meant. She patted his shoulder, that sort of relationship was something that both herself and Tom had decided was not meant for the two of them to share. The physical desire had been there yes when they had been in fifth year they had kissed for some time, but Angel had told Tom that it seemed wrong. They remained close friends, closer than siblings could ever be. "Why is this happening to me? I don't love her, I just feel this...need." He finished looking at Angel for answers. Angel sighed, some day she knew she would not be around to give Tom the answers he so desperately craved. He needed someone other than her who he could look to in times of need. Besides she liked Hermione already, the girl was a bit like her and she could help Tom. Tom needed someone else to hold on to when she was gone.
"You'll figure it out Tom, you always do." She said with a smile.
(A/N: I know that happened a little fast but it had to happen. This is a really mixed up story and I have this philosophy that in order to hate so greatly Riddle must have loved greatly once...or twice in this case I suppose it will make more sense later I promise! Now be good little pals and leave me a review!)
Disclaimer- I own nothing don't sue
Chapter 3- Life Line
Hermione got out of bed in the morning and tied her hair into a messy bun rubbing her eyes trying to clear away the sleep. She, Harry, and Ron had been up well into the night discussing on ways that they could keep a close eye on Tom and Angel with out making it to obvious. She walked into the Gryffindor common room and walked with Harry and Ron in mild silence towards the Great Hall. It was rather early and only a few occupants were in the Great Hall. Two of them were Angel and Tom both sitting at the Slytherin table eating slowly. Tom appeared totally rested and fully awake and aware, he was looking at his friend laugher bright in his eyes. Angel looked as though she'd like nothing more than to push aside her toast and place her head on the table and snooze. However she met Toms silent laughter with a sleepy glare as she munched on toast and bacon. Tom was talking to Angel and she continued her glares as they both ate.
"Probably up all last night plotting to destroy the school." Harry muttered Darkly fixing the pair with his worst death glare. Angel appeared to notice and looked over at him a quizzical look on her face. Tom followed his friends gaze and raised an eyebrow as if to say 'What? You want to mess with me?' Angel took his hand and shook her head, he scowled but nodded, his eyes meeting Hermiones for a moment. He stood and headed over to their table, Angel jumped up and walked hurriedly behind him and Hermione heard a bit of their conversation as they walked over.
"TOM! Please don't do anything stupid." Angel hissed her violet eyes were now devoid of sleepiness and held concern and frustration.
"I won't." Tom muttered shortly before he walked over, past Harry and Ron who were shooting him death glares and stopped right in front of Hermione. He flashed her the most charming smile Hermione had ever seen and knew that her cheeks were turning a light pink.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you, you're one of the Gryffindor champions from this time right?" Hermione nodded, Tom extended his hand, "Tom Riddle, Slytherin Champion, this is my friend Angel." He said casually nodding to his friend who smiled as well just as charming. Hermione took his hand and shook it, stunned at how warm his hand was when she half expected him to feel like ice. She let go and shook Angels hand, astonished at how tiny the other girl was. Her hands were very petite and her wrists were twigs, yet she radiated a presence of power and strength. *Just like Riddle, they really are quite the pair* Hermione thought. Riddle with his quiet strength and good looks, and Angel full of life smiles and beauty. It was no wonder they had never been caught. They were both so brilliant and cunning, they could have ruled the world through politics and such, instead they chose to cause the most massive slaughter of human beings in the wizarding worlds history.
"Hermione Granger, it's nice to meet you both." She said casting a quick glance at Harry and Ron who were glaring at the two Slytherin Champions as if they were about to sprout fangs and attack Hermione.
"I just wanted to come and wish you luck, most of the Gryffindors in our time are...well...a bit..." Tom said he appeared to be trying to find a word that would not make what he was about to say rude. *What a surprise.* Hermione thought with true shock.
"Stupid?" Hermione suggested, Tom smiled dryly
"Not exactly the word I would have chosen but in the essence yes, the only Gryffindor student from our time who's ever been able to stand even the slightest chance against Angel and I is Minerva." Tom said gesturing to the young McGonaggall who had just sat down and waved happily at Angel who smiled and waved back.
"You guys get along?" Hermione asked in surprise, Harry and Ron were still silent watching with contempt. They would have said something earlier but a sharp kick from Hermione had silenced them both.
"O yes, like I said when I arrived I support inter-house relations, I get along with mostly everybody." Angel said as she grabbed a sausage from the table and ate. Tom shot her a glance.
"You know that's rather rude Angel darling." His voice was serious but his eyes were mocking. Angel flashed him a dazzling smile, and Hermione wondered not for the first time why they weren't a couple.
"Yes it is, I apologize and shall walk back to my table, au revoir." She said with a mock bow before walking over to the Slytherin table and sitting down next to Draco who still appeared transfixed by her. Tom laughed and smiled at Hermione.
"Well it was nice to meet you, best of luck in the tournament." He said before walking back to the Slytherin table brushing a lock of midnight hair out of his eyes making every girl in the great hall who was not looking at Draco sigh. (A/N: in case you can't tell I love them both a lot!) He sat down next to Angel and pulled her towards him as if her presence was some sort of life saver that people tossed to people in the water so that they wouldn't drown. *Which to him she probably is...* Hermione thought as she looked over to Harry and Ron.
"He's plotting something." Harry said shortly Ron nodded his head.
"Yeah did you see the way he was looking at you Hermione?" Ron said his face a light pink, he still like Hermione even though she had already told him that she only wanted to be friends.
"I saw Ron, I can handle him." Hermione said simply as Professor McGonaggall handed them their schedules and an extra piece of paper to Hermione. She looked at it quizzically before reading it.
*Dear Ms. Granger,
Congratulations on becoming a Gryffindor Champion, there will be a meeting for all champions in my office right after dinner, the password is 'Sugar Quill' please do not inform any others of this meeting seeing as it is for champions only.
Cordially,
Professor Dumbledore*
Hermione glanced at the other champions who had just received similar notes. Riddle was whispering to Angel who was nodding her head before patting his shoulder in assurance. *That's what she is,* Hermione realized with a involuntary gasp, *she's his life line, his hold to humanity, a treasured link to the world which he is going to tear away from. But Harry told me he still looks mildly human, which must mean he has another human link that keeps him from not turning totally demonic. Who is it though?* She thought in wonder.
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"What were you doing talking to that mudblood?" Draco asked, jerking his head over to Hermione his eyes never leaving Angel.
"We just wanted to wish her luck in the tournament." Angel said casually, feeling Tom stiffen against her she turned around and looked at him concerned. He moved his head so that he could whisper to her with out Draco hearing.
"Angel...there's something about her... I can't explain it she...she...she intrigues me Angel. Fascinates me, did you see the way she looked at us?" Angel nodded, "I feel like I need to be linked with her...a closer link then we have." He said his eyes telling Angel exactly what he meant. She patted his shoulder, that sort of relationship was something that both herself and Tom had decided was not meant for the two of them to share. The physical desire had been there yes when they had been in fifth year they had kissed for some time, but Angel had told Tom that it seemed wrong. They remained close friends, closer than siblings could ever be. "Why is this happening to me? I don't love her, I just feel this...need." He finished looking at Angel for answers. Angel sighed, some day she knew she would not be around to give Tom the answers he so desperately craved. He needed someone other than her who he could look to in times of need. Besides she liked Hermione already, the girl was a bit like her and she could help Tom. Tom needed someone else to hold on to when she was gone.
"You'll figure it out Tom, you always do." She said with a smile.
(A/N: I know that happened a little fast but it had to happen. This is a really mixed up story and I have this philosophy that in order to hate so greatly Riddle must have loved greatly once...or twice in this case I suppose it will make more sense later I promise! Now be good little pals and leave me a review!)