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It was Saturday night and in half an hour Hermione would be meeting Tim. She was feeling quite nervous, which was quite unlike her unless she had an exam coming up.
Hermione stared out of her dormitory window and looked across the Hogwarts grounds. It was unusually dark. She could just make out Hagrid's hut, however there was no Hagrid, why hadn't he sent them a letter thought Hermione. For some reason she felt that she would feel calmer and safer if he was around.
She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. It'll have to do she thought; he should like me for who I am not what I look like.
She walked slowly towards the dungeons, she felt quite scared, tonight was the night she was going to tell him that she loved him.
She carried on walking downwards, when a house elf sprang out of the darkness.
'This way, miss' the house elf croaked.
Hermione followed the house elf for what seemed like an age. The walls became stone and Hermione could see damp. The floor beneath her feet was hard and rough and a smell of must was in the air. The only light there was, was the torch that the house elf was carrying.
The house elf stopped and turned to her.
'This is it, miss, good night'. He handed her the torch and the darkness swallowed him.
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'Master?'
'It'll happen tonight.'
'Ah, excellent. Remember she has to know before'.
'I will…'
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Hermione looked around her trying to find a door or a portrait, or something! The stones wall in front of her almost melted away to reveal a room lit with small candles and roses. Hermione placed the torch in a bracket and walked in.
'I thought that you would maybe like to spend Saturday night and Sunday…away from the rest of the school. Just you and me' said Tim appearing from nowhere.
Hermione smiled, now was the time to tell him. She walked up to Tim and placed her arms around his neck and drew him in for a long kiss. His fingers snaked through her hair pulling out the clip holding it in place. Hermione drew away.
'Tim, there's something I need to say' she said looked into his bright green eyes. 'I lo…'
She was cut off by Tim.
'No! Hermione, not now. Later' he soothed. 'When we're more' he paused for a moment, 'comfortable'.
Hermione smiled and allowed herself to be taken over to the bed. Again it was bliss and she realised all over again why she loved Tim.
He was clever, liked books, and was very, very handsome.
Tim rolled over so that he was facing her but could still hold her at the same time.
'I need to tell you something' he said in a serious voice keeping eye contact with her at the same time. 'My name is not Tim Roberts, its Tom Riddle'. Hermione stared at his the name rang a bell but she couldn't place it. 'Hermione, do you know who I am?'
'Tom Riddle' replied Hermione. Not knowing what Tom was trying to get at.
'You know that time on the Hogwarts express, Harry reacted funny to me?'
Hermione nodded her head. 'Afterwards he seemed out of it'.
'Yes' said Tom nodding. 'He recognised me, so I had to put him under a memory charm.'
A cold feeling of dread spread through Hermione body. 'B, b, but how could he recognise you' she said already knowing the answer.
'From the chamber of secrets, in his second year'. Hermione tried to wench out of Tom's grasp but he held her firmly. His body against hers.
'But your like 60' said Hermione, scared.
'It's amazing what potions are out there' said Tom. 'Hermione, I love, I love you more than anything'.
Hermione felt sick, this was the person who had killed innocent muggles and Harry's parents, and she, had, had made love to him! But why, why did he want her? Hermione knew she had to escape and fast.
'You're disgusting!!!' Cried Hermione, ripping herself away from Toms grasp. Hermione ran to the place where the door was meant to be. Where was it?!?
'I can't let you go Hermione' said Tom from the bed. 'I'll never let you go'.
Hermione started to bang on the door and scream 'let me out!!!!!' she knew it was no use but she had to get away from him.
Warm slowly snuck around her naked waist and twisted her body around to face the person she hated and feared most in the world.
'I love you Hermione' said Tom. His hands worked their way up her body, Hermione tried to fight but only to discover that she couldn't. 'I've changed. I want you, nothing else. I love you.' The lies spilled out of Tom's mouth but Hermione just couldn't bring herself not to believe them.
'No' she groaned as Tom brought her in for a kiss, she couldn't help herself. This isn't Voldemort she thought, this is Tom, he wants to start afresh and he loves me.
Hermione's body feel to the floor, unconscious. Tom picked it up and carried it to the bed where he placed it on top of the covers.
'My dear' he said in a harsh voice. 'You'll never escape me not until you say 3 little words and mean them.' With that he walked away leaving Hermione oblivious to everything.
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Hey! Just been watching the Ministry of Mayhem (British kids programme) and the 'baddies' from Harry Potter were on, Draco (Tom Felton), Crabbe and Goyle. Very funny especially when Tom Felton got gunged by a 'Slytherine cake' he SO didn't see it coming, he was just standing there with green stuff sliding down his face! Lol!!!
I saw Harry Potter 3 on Monday morning so I guess I was one of the first people to see it - lol! It was very different from the other films, but in my opinion it was the best so far!
If think if have kinda told you why Voldemort wants Hermione chapter, I think…
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