You've Become a Part of Me

By: Cassandra Evel

A/N: I am soooooo sorry that this took so long! Will you ever forgive me? I had a lot of schoolwork and I had to raise my self-esteem 'cause someone emailed me and told me my stories sucked. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 3: Wanted

At five o'clock in the morning, Hermione wakes up to find herself in the library sleeping on one of the books. She yawns and stretches.

'Thank Merlin that I only have classes in the afternoon today.'

She flips through the book she was sleeping on and suddenly stops. Her eyes widen and she gasps as she reads a couple lines off of page 126. She picks up the book and the title, which can now be clearly seen, is Dark Prophesy by Devilian Leshaye. Hermione copies a passage off of the page and runs out of the library. Tom walks over to the table Hermione had just occupied twenty minutes earlier and looks at the book, Dark Prophesy. He has just woken up. His eyes widen as well and he quietly reads the same passage Hermione read before.

"Will anyone ever match the Heir of Slytherin?

Can anyone ever match the darkness within?

The match will have similar powers and skills to the heir,

They will share their power to form a powerful unity that will be quite rare.

Soon, like a venomous snake's bite, she will make her mark.

The one who once basked in the light, now sulks in the dark.

Soon she shall choose who shall win the fight.

Shall it be the dark or shall it be the light."

Tom also copies the passage and walks out of the library.

In the Present: Hogwarts School of Witch craft and Wizardry:

Albus Dumbledore looks up from a book and looks at Severus Snape, Potions Master and Professor, and Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Transfiguration Professor, who are across the room. Severus looks up.

"Is there something wrong, Albus?"

"Miss Granger is the fulfillment of the first prophecy."

McGonagall leaps up in shock.

"Are you sure, Albus?"

"Yes, but I am afraid that because of recent events, she will gravitate toward Tom."

Severus's eyes narrow.

"What is going on here?"

"I think Miss Granger used her newly acquired time turner to leave this time. I've been recalling memories of that time and I remember that she spent a year in that time, but I don't remember anything else. Apparently, Mr. Potter did something to hurt her."

"So Mr. Potter once again does something stupid that would potentially kill us all."

Severus gets up and leaves the room, robes billowing behind him.

The Riddle House:

Voldemort a.k.a Tom Riddle wakes up and recounts his dream. He remembers the prophecy:

"Soon she shall choose who shall win the fight.

Shall it be the dark or shall it be the light…"

'Mya'

"Wormtail!"

Wormtail runs into the room.

"Yes my lord."

"Hold your arm out."

Voldemort rolls up one of the sleeves of Wormtail's robe and touches the Dark Mark on his arm, using his power to call his Inner Circle. Ten minutes later, loud pops erupt in the room wearing black robes and silver masks. Severus and Lucius Malfoy are among the Inner Circle. Voldemort stands up and addresses the group.

"Deatheaters, some new information has presented itself. To take advantage of this information, I must get Hermione Granger into my possession. Does anyone have any information on her?"

Lucius Malfoy steps up.

"My lord, she is Potter's Mudblood Bitch. Draco tells me that they were together. All I know for sure is that she is at the top of her class and she gives Draco a hard time."

Severus speaks up.

"My lord, she had disappeared recently. We do not know where she-"

Voldemort interrupts him.

"Does Dumbledore have an idea of where she is?"

"He has an idea, but he won't tell us, my lord."

"Find out and to encourage your effects…Crucio!"

In the Past:

Hermione has just finished taking a shower and getting dressed. She exits the Slytherin commonroom and hears hissing.

"Come to me, Hermione."

Hermione decides to respond.

"Who are you?"

"Follow my voice, Hermione."

Hermione feels her legs move toward the voice.

'What the hell am I doing?'

"Come to me, Hermione."

She finds herself going deeper and deeper into the dungeons. She is now in front of a door.

"Where are you," she asks.

"Come to me, Hermione."

She opens the door and is pulled into the room.

A/N: I was going to end it here, but I'm not that evil.

Hermione is pushed into the dark room and against the wall.

"Lumos."

Hermione looks up into the face of the one who called her.

"Tom! Are you the person that has been calling me? What's your problem? What is this about?"

"Calm down, Mya…"

"Mya? Since when do you call me Mya?"

"Since now. Shut up so I can tell you why you're here. Do you normally follow voices when you can't see the body it belongs to? No, I know you don't. You're smarter than that…and yet you follow my voice. Tell me, have you ever read the book Dark Prophecy by Devilian Leshaye?"

Hermione decides to choose her words carefully and see where he's going.

"I may have picked it up for some light reading."

Tom raises an eyebrow.

"Really, do you remember reading page 126?"

"I don't recall."

"Liar. Isn't that prophecy interesting? A mere mudblood sharing power with the Heir of Slytherin. What a great privilege! Tell me Hermione, are you a mudblood?"

Hermione looks straight into his eyes.

"Tell me Tom, are you the Heir of Slytherin?"

Tom presses her harder against the wall.

"Don't play games. Answer me."

"Fine. Yes, I am a muggleborn. Yes, I read the prophecy. Don't think that you control me, Tom. Don't forget that it is my choice and I don't have to choose you."

Hermione uses this moment to push Tom off her. Tom is too shocked to move. The other times that Hermione had denied him of something, he thought she was either joking or acting bold since there were a lot of people nearby. Now it seems that she truly posses that annoying Gryffindor boldness. Then to top things off, she's a mudblood.

'A MUDBLOOD! I was hoping she wasn't the mudblood. Liar…you know that you wanted her to be the mudblood…to be yours.'

When Tom looked up, Hermione was gone. Her last words ring in his ears:

'Don't forget that it is my choice and I don't have to choose you.'

"That's where you're wrong, love. You will choose me."

Then Tom left the room.