You've Become a Part of Me

Chapter 1: Somewhere I Belong

When Hermione opens her eyes, she finds herself lying down on a train floor. The Hogwarts Express.

"You ok, doll?"

She looks up and sees a hot looking guy with black hair and sharp blue eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

She's a little confused.

'Where am I? This boy looks my age, but I've never seen him before.'

She stands up and gathers her bags together. She then turns to face the boy. The boy extends his hand and a charming smile graces his face.

"Hello, my name is Tom Riddle. What's your name, doll?"

Hermione tries to conceal her surprise.

'His name is what! Oh Merlin, this is Voldemort! Well, I'm never going back to my time so I'll tell him my real name.'

"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger."

Tom's smile grows wider.

'There's something different about this girl. She has a lot of knowledge and power shining in her eyes. I think I'm gonna make her my ally and control her power.'

Hermione looks down and sees a newspaper on the floor. The date on the newspaper is 1944.

'Oh, shit! I've traveled back 60 years. I didn't mean to go that far. I was hoping to get to see the Marauders. Oh well. Wait, is talking to me?'

"Um, sorry. Can you say that again?"

"Are you new here?"

"Yes. I was home-schooled. What house are you in?"

"Oh, so you know about the houses already. I'm in Slytherin. It's the best of the four houses. Anyway, we're almost there so you might want to change into your robes."

"Um, ok. See you later, Tom."

Hermione leaves the room. Five minutes later, a group of Slytherins enter the room.

"Hello, my lord," everyone says in unison.

"What do you want," Tom sneers.

"Is thee anything you need, my lord," one of them says.

"Actually, Parkinson go and befriend a girl named Hermione Granger. She's the new girl."

"Yes, my lord."

The girl named Parkinson leaves the room. The bell that lets everyone know that they're at the Hogwarts stop rang just as Hermione finishes changing. A girl walks up to her.

"Hi, my name is Jezabel Parkinson. Are you the new girl?"

"Yeah, my name is Hermione Granger."

'I've got to act like I don't know what I'm doing.'

"Can you show me where to go?"

"Yes, follow me."

While Hermione follows Jezabel, she is lost in thought.

'Maybe I should tell Dumbledore that I'm from the future just in case something weird happens. I think I'll also say that I came here by accident so he won't ask too many questions. Wait, what if he finds a way to take me back to my own time...I'll just deal with it when the time comes.'

Jezabel leads Hermione to a boat and they both get in.

"So what school did you go to before this, Hermione?"

"I was home-schooled."

"That must have been pretty lonely."

Before Hermione could answer...

"May I sit here?"

Hermione looks up and there is Tom Riddle with his signature charming smile.

'Damn. He is gorgeous! Wait, no this is Voldemort! He's not hot, he's evil!'

Hermione looks at Jezabel and notes that she is nervous.

"Of course, my l-Tom."

Tom looks irritated at Jezabel, but turns to Hermione.

"So are you getting sorted with the first years today?"

"I think so. My mum said that I have to talk to Dumbledore, first. Do you know where I would be able to find him before the sorting?"

For one moment, as Dumbledore's name is spoken, intense hatred passes through Tom's blue eyes. Jezabel, on the other hand, has a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Um, I think that by the time we get to Hogwarts, he should already be in the Great Hall, so you might want to pull him inside before the sorting."

"Ok, thanks."

In the Present Time:

Ron and Ginny rush into Dumbledore's office.

Albus Dumbledore looks up from his desk.

"Mr. And Ms. Weasley is there something you want to talk about?"

"Hermione...gone...looked...everywhere..."

Dumbledore suddenly looks shocked and deeply concerned.

"She's gone?"

Since Ron was too out of breath, Ginny answers.

"I don't know. We just know she's gone. Harry hurt her. The bast-I mean boy was insensitive. I would have left."

"Ms. And Mr. Weasley, I'll look into this. Everything is under control."

"Ok, bye Professor."

Ron and Ginny leave the office,

"Ron, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Yeah, time to visit the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Get-His-Arse-Kicked-By-Us."

In the Past:

Hermione is in the Great Hall thinking about what just happened: she had just talked to Dumbledore. She told him that she was from the future. He was shocked, but he believed her. She was a little surprised that he wasn't the headmaster; he was only the transfiguration teacher. She told him the story she created for herself so he could play along. Dumbledore brought her to Headmaster Dippet. She was then publicly sorted after the first years into Slytherin. What the sorting hat said surprised her.

"You do not belong here," the hat said in her head, "You are not from this time...hmmm...let's see...you are open to everything...you want power, revenge, and love and it seems that you'll do anything to get it... you are rebelling against old beliefs and you desire to be respected for your achievements...you belong in SLYTHERIN!!"

Tom was extremely excited and offered her the seat next to him. And now, she is being introduced to a Draco Malfoy look alike.

"Hello, my lady. My name is Damien Malfoy," he says while placing a kiss on the back on the back of her hand.

While blushing, she replies, "Hello Damien. My name is Hermione Granger."

'Damn,' she thought, 'I didn't know Malfoys could be so charming...and hot!'

Damien smirks.

"If you need any assistance getting to classes, you can always ask me."

Before she could answer...

"Hem. Hem."(Oh, God. Flashback to the fifth book...Umbridge...the pain...the sorrow...the ugliness! I'm crazy, I know.)

They both turn to see a furious Tom.

"Malfoy, remember that discussion we had earlier when I said that I don't share?"

"Riddle, remember when I said that sharing is caring and it could be fun?"

"Malfoy, remember that game we played last Tuesday?"

All the blood drained from Damien's already pale face.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Hermione."

"It was nice meeting you, Damien."

Damien turns away from her to talk to some else. Hermione raises an eyebrow at Tom.

"Tom, what did you do?"

'Nothing, unless you count five rounds of the Cruciatus curse,' thought Tom. Tom was about to say something, when a black-haired boy with violet eyes interrupts him.

"What do you want, Zabini?"

"What, a guy can't introduce himself to a beautiful lady anymore?"

Hermione blushes a deep red. The boy turns to her.

"Hey, beautiful (Tom scowled), my name is Dante Zabini. If you need any help with anything, I'll be glad to assist you or maybe we can schedule a study date."

Tom is seething, but he spoke in a calm, quiet voice.

"If you want to schedule something, Zabini, you can schedule a study date with the group and me this Thursday."

Tension was thick.

"Um, thank you for the suggestion, Dante. I'll think about it," says Hermione while smiling.

She, then, continued to eat. Then some Gryffindors pass by the Slytherin table whispering.

"Who does that girl think she is? I bet she thinks that she is so special. Stuck up little bitch."

'No one knows me here so I can say and do what I want without caring about my reputation.'

Hermione's eyes become filled with rage. She stands up and walks over to them. Everyone in the Slytherin and Gryffindor houses stop eating and talking and watch the scene before them.

"What did you just call me," sneers Hermione.

"Nothing."

"Really, what happened to the famous Gryffindor courage? Well, next time use it. If you have something to say, say it to my face. I'm not a stuck up bitch, but I can become one if you get on my bad side."

Everyone who is watching is shocked. In the midst of the slight silence, there is laughter. Everyone turn to see Tom laughing. His thoughts previously were,

'Wow, I have never seen a girl act like that, at least not in public! I always thought there was something different about her, some sort of mystery and I'm gonna solve it.'

Hermione raises an eyebrow at him and goes back to her seat. The Gryffindors leave while muttering and everyone goes back to talking. The Slytherins are now congratulating her on how she "handled those filthy Gryffindors". After a while, she gets up from the table and Tom gets up too. When she gives him a questioning looking, he replied,

"You don't know how to get to the common room so I'm gonna be your guide."

As they are walking down the halls, two sides of Hermione's mind are waging a war with each other.

'He's so hot! No! He's Voldemort! Do you hear me! V-O-L-D-E-M-O-R-T! He's not Voldemort yet. Hel-lo, where's your common sense? He's in sixth year. He probably already did the Chamber of Secrets thing! He is Voldemort! Seriously, you have to admit that he looks hot without the red eyes, snake nose, and scaly skin. Now let the mental rolling of the eyes commence

"Tom, what classes do we have tomorrow?"

"We have Potions, Transfiguration, DADA, Ancient Runes, and History of Magic. We're lucky to have History of Magic at the end of the day, so we can sleep. The downside is that the majority of our classes are with the Gryffindors."

As they continued to walk, Hermione started to hum.

"What are you humming?"

"A song."

"I know that. Can you sing it for me?"

"Um, ok..."

♪ When this began

I had nothing to say

And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me

I was confused

And I let it all out to find/that I'm

Not the only one with these things in mind

Inside of me

But all the vacancy the words revealed

Is the only real thing I've got left to feel

Nothing to lose

Just stuck/hollow and alone

And the fault is my own

And the fault is my own

I want to heal

I want to feel

What I thought was never real

I want to let go of the pain I've held so long

Erase all the pain 'til it's gone

It's gone

I want to heal

I want to feel

Like I'm close to something real

I want to find something I've wanted all along

Somewhere I belong

And I've got nothing to say

I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face

I was confused

Looking everywhere/only to find that it's

Not the way I had imagined it all in my mind

So what am I

What do I have but negativity

'Cause I can't justify the way everyone is looking at me

Nothing to lose

Just stuck/hollow and alone

And the fault is my own

And the fault is my own

I will never know

Myself until I do this on my own

And I will never feel

Anything else until my wounds are healed

I will never be

Anything 'til I break away from me

And I will break away

I'll find myself today

I want to heal

I want to feel like I'm

Somewhere I belong"♪

"Did you write that?"

"No. It's from a rock band called Linkin Park. I like the song because I always felt out of place in my life."

Tom put on a charming smile.

"Well, I hope to change that...Oh, here we are."

They are at the entrance to the Slytherin common room in the dungeons, which was a portrait of a python.

"Serpentia."

The python hisses and the portrait swings open. The common room gives off a cold, calm aura because of the green, silver, and black colors. It was similar to the Gryffindor common room.

"Thank you for taking me here...good night, Tom." Hermione says as she smiles sweetly.

"Good night, Hermione."

She then goes up to the girls' dormitory.