Hermione couldn't help but look away. She fought back tears as her eyes began to burn. She tried to turn her attention to the headmaster, hoping to make eye contact with him. But this wasn't Dumbledore; he may not understand the meaning of the look in her eyes. Frozen in her seat, she barely caught the headmaster's voice hanging in the air when he said good night to them both. She had heard just enough to know that is was time for them both to exit. She lead the way out, but she wasn't sure what it was that was causing her legs to move, one after the other. She led the way out and could hear Tom's light steps follow her out. As they began to walk down the dark deserted halls, Hermione could only pray he could not hear how hard her heart was pounding as she tried to control her heavy breathing.

The hall seemed to go on for miles. In an attempt to calm herself, she started taking deep breaths, and reached for her wand in the pocket of her robes, if only just to hold it to give her a sense of security. But the pocket was empty. She sensed her panic rising, but before it could reach a high, she felt Tom grip her wrist hard and cover her mouth so that no one could hear her if she tried to scream. But Hermione was too stunned to be able to fight him off. He tugged her into an empty and dark room that appeared to have no use, and shoved her into the wall. With his hands placed where they were, she could do nothing. He looked her straight in the eyes to let her know she would not be getting away. He had his body weight on her so hard she couldn't even move a muscle, only her eyes.

"I had thought that might have been enough to make it all known. Clearly I was wrong."

All he could notice was the look in her eyes, her heart racing against his chest, her rash breaths. It all lead to the same thing, and it hurt.

"Why do you still fear me?" he let his words linger for a moment, hoping to get a different reaction, but all that came was the slightest expression of confusion. She didn't understand his words…his meaning…

"You never used to fear me! Never," he said as he began to trace her lip with thumb.

"Must I remind you?" Before she even had a chance to consider his words, he placed his lips upon hers after moving his hand from them and placing it atop her forehead. His touch was so incredibly warm that she felt herself slipping through it, into his thoughts, and seeping through his memories. She had forgotten where she was; she just had a sense of being soulless. But it felt familiar somehow. It was what she had felt one night, lying in her pathetic excuse for a bed at her foster parent's home. A thin sheet covering her dangerously pale skin while her eye displayed a horrific bruise from her so called foster father and a gash across the cheek, crying softly. But curiously, she was not cold. She should have been, but the same feeling of warmth upon her face was engulfing her body. Tom was lying next to her, his arms holding her close comforting her. His memories served them both right then. He had been with her for so long, he had been coming to her for so long, only to have to steal the memories away of them together once she had escaped. They could not risk anyone finding them out.

She felt herself slipping ever so gently from him, and her eyes meeting his. The hatred, the anger, had all been replaced by softness. As warmth flowed through him to her, she felt nothing but love for him. All previous hesitation ceased, as something inside her seemed to burn. No eyes were looking upon them with grief, disgust, or shame. They both had become so lost in each other over time that they no longer cared that they may become trapped. They did not want to be found, by no one. Hermione very well should have, but did not.  No regrets came to mind as their lips touched once more. Gentle, and calm touches, smooth and silk caressing; doubt had long come to an end. Temporarily…

A/N: *bounces* Yay! I finally got it up! I KNOW I KNOW! Its short, but I promise to do better. I just wanted to finally get more up for once in a long time. I hope you liked it. I was in really deep mood when I wrote it, so for those of you who may then it's a bit too much…TOUGH! Hehehe…just kidding. Please review!

Silbara- I am so, so sorry I scared you like that. Lol, I've had moments like that too! Well, here it is and I hope you enjoy it.

Padfoot the mst king- Well, I must say that I am flattered, but how do I know that you are not just trying to get me post it so you can make fun of mine too? Hmm…you'll have to convince me first, I'm so sure. But thank you anyway. I really do appreciate it a lot!

The Kath- Hope you enjoy this one.

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