You've Become a Part of Me
A/N: Hi, I need a beta (thanks for the advice Dragonmaster Kurai) and I was hoping that maybe one of you would volunteer. Please…if my email address is not on the site, it is . Review or email and tell me if you are up to it. I hope you enjoy this chapter…Bye!
Chapter 4: Not Yours…Yet
Hermione enter the Great Hall for lunch and walks over to Damien and Dante.
"Hey, guys."
Damien looks up and smirks as Dante pulls out a chair for her.
"Good afternoon, Hermione…where's Riddle?"
"Does it really matter, Damien?"
As Dante is pushing her chair closer to the table, he bends down to whisper in her ear.
"What are you doing tonight, Beautiful?"
Hermione blushes.
"Nothing…unless you have something planned?"
"Maybe we could set up a "study date" for Ancient Runes? There is a room on the third floor called the Room of Requirement. Have you ever heard of it?"
"Yes, I may have read it somewhere…"
'sigh the Room of Requirement…the DA room…oh the memories of making the minister of Magic look like an asshole…'
"Um, Hermione?"
She stops daydreaming.
"Yes."
"So, are you going to the Room of Requirement with me for our study date?"
"Sure, what time?"
"8 o'clock?"
"Ok."
Then Tom enters the Great Hall. He automatically sees Dante standing behind Hermione, his body extremely close to hers. His eyes narrow. Dante sees Tom and quickly takes his seat across from Hermione. She looks up and finally notices him as he walks toward the table. She narrows her eyes at him as he sits next to her. Tom ignores Damien and Dante, turning to Hermione and goes in for the kill.
"Good morning, Hermione."
"Good morning Tom," Hermione says in an icy voice.
Hermione turns away from Tom and starts to eat. Then she looks up and turns to Damien.
"What classes do we have today, Damien?"
Damien puts on a charming smile.
"We have Charms, Divination, "Hermione groans, "Ancient Runes, Herbology, and Astronomy. All with the Gryffindors."
Hermione rolls her eyes.
"Oh, joy," she says sarcastically.
The bell rings.
"Damien, Dante, can you walk me to class."
Damien and Dante stand up and offer their arms.
"Did you have to ask? I'm sure that Dante and I can fit you in our tight schedules."
Hermione slips her arms into their arms.
"Is that all the time you have for me," she says pouting, but her voice was teasing.
Dante puts on a look of mock-outrage.
"Why Hermione, do you really think we'd do that to you? I'm sure that on the way we can find time to sneak into a broom closet and have a quick shag."
Both boys sent perverted smiles toward Hermione. Meanwhile…if looks could kill, Damien and Dante would have died six times (A/N: 6 is my favorite number! I know…that was sooooo random). Tom is furious and is thinking of all the Dark curses he knows to use during the D.E. (deatheater) meeting…
Tom is walking to class…alone. Well, not really alone. There is a mob of female admirers from all four houses following him. By the time he gets to the Charms classroom, ten more girls join the 'Damn, Tom is so hot…his hotness blinds me' fan club. Tom ignores the fan club as he walks into classroom. He sits behind Hermione and then she turns and says…
"It seems as if the only way to keep you away from me is if I slip some arsenic and belladonna in your pumpkin juice."
Then the childish part of Tom's kicks it.
"Not if I slip some in your drink first."
Hermione smirks and raises an eyebrow.
"Immature, much? Anyway, the arsenic and belladonna would have no effect on me. I am immune to most poisons...wait, why am I talking to you! I'm not supposed to be talking to you. Don't talk to me!" She then mutters, "How does he do that?"
She faces forward and ignores him. Tom looks like he is about to laugh. A couple of minutes later, the Charms professor walks in.
"Ok, class! Today you will be learning about invisibility charms. I expect you to take notes as I talk. Anyway, Invisibility charms, though not as powerful as the potion or rare as the cloak, it is long-lasting and easy to use when you are in a hurry. The spell is Non Video (means literally "no see" in Latin, but I'll translate it to "can't see") and remember to swish and flick."
Fifty swish and flicks later and everyone is daydreaming.
Jezabel's mind:
'Swish and flick…non video. Damn! Swish and flick…non video! Damn it! Swish and flick…non video! Damn it! Why can't I get this right?"
Damien's mind:
'I am so going to get crucioed. I just know it. I was stupid during breakfast, but it is hard for me to resist a beautiful lady. Well, at least I'm not going to be killed like Dante. Maybe I'll get a better chance with Hermione…swish and flick…non video!'
Dante's mind:
'Riddle is going to me! I'm not even fucking kidding! Maybe I can spend some alone time with Hermione before he finishes me off. I can't wait to have any "study date" with Hermione…I love that blueberry scent she has. Where does she get it? Wait, what was I doing? Oh yeah…swish and flick…non video!'
Hermione's mind:
'Swish and flick…focus, Hermione focus! Ok, swish and flick…why can't I get him out of my head? And this prophecy…I wish I could tell Ron or Ginny. I'm starting to miss them, but wait; they didn't help me when Harry cheated on me all those other times before Pansy. Stupid Gryffindors…whoa, what is going on? Here I am talking bad about Ginny and Ron and practically siding with Tom Riddle! I should be disgraced about that…I should, but I'm not. Overall, Tom has been treating me far better than Harry has. I feel so wanted…so desired. What do I do? Swish and flick…non video!'
Tom's mind:
'Swish and flick…non video! Hmm, maybe after all my classes are over, I'll sneak into Hermione's room while she's in the library. Maybe I can find information to blackmail her to make her mine. I do not like the look that Dante has been having in his eyes recently. When I practiced some Legilimency on him this morning, I found out that it has something to do with Hermione and it is occurring at 8:00pm in the Room of Requirement tonight. He probably set up a "study date". He's lucky I need his skills for the DE, but soon when I make Hermione mine I won't need him…Damn! I can smell her sweet scent. What is that? Hmm, I think it's blueberries. Mmm…blueberries…I would love to take her and …whoa…focus! Anyway, I better prepare a plan for when I raid her room…shit the professor is looking at me…swish and flick…non video!'
Later in the Afternoon:
Tom sneaks into the sanctuary that is Hermione Granger's room. Tom walks towards a drawer and starts to go through it. While going through her underwear drawer, he locates a lacy black thong, which he puts in his pocket for later use. He then looks underneath her mattress and finds a medium-sized black book.
"Jackpot."
Tom sits on the bed and stretches his legs out. He opens the book and turns to the front page.
September 28, 2004:
Dear Diary,
I'm here to start a new life. I am never going back to that bastard. I can't believe that Harry would cheat on me…with Pansy of all people! I traveled back 60 years! Anyway, I pretty much explained everything to Dumbledore and I got sorted into Slytherin! Wait, I am skipping things. I appeared on the Hogwarts express. Guess who I met! I met Voldemort the fucking heir of Slytherin…well, technically, he is Tom Riddle. I wonder if he has established the Deatheaters. I wonder if he created the Dark Mark yet. Anyway, when I saw him I was like…damn! He is so fucking hot! He looks a million times better without the red slits for eyes, scaly skin, and snake nose. What did he do to himself? Damn…what a man would do for immortality. I can't wait for the first day of classes. See you tomorrow."
He was shocked.
'She is from the future and she knows who I am. She knows I'm the Heir of Slytherin. She knows about the Deatheaters. What else does she know?'
He flicks to the last entry.
September 30, 2004:
Dear Diary,
I am so confused! I mean I miss Ginny and Ron, but they didn't help me when Harry cheated on me all those times with Pavarti, Padma, Lavender, Luna, Millicent, and Cho. That bastard. I wasted five years saving him and helping him kick Voldemort's ass, when Voldemort himself is treating me better than Harry ever treated me. The problem with Tom though is that he is kind of obsessive and it's freaking me out. Anyway, there is a prophecy about Tom and me. Apparently, I share his powers and I choose which side of the war I join and the side I join is the side that wins. Well, I can feel his power in me yet and I don't have to choose yet so those two things are in the future so for now I will just focus on the present. But there is one problem. I failed to mention another part of the prophecy. 'The one who once basked in the light, now sulks in the dark.' The statement implies change. I can feel the change start to rise up within me. What am I becoming? When my transformation is over, will I be lost to the light side forever? Why can't I just be neutral? Damn, Prophecy! Anyway, I'm ignoring Tom. Tonight, I am going on a "study date" with Dante. I may not know too many things about Dante, but I know one thing: this will not be a study date. Dante is hot…I mean, I can't be too close to him or I'll get skin cancer, but he's not my type. I guess the reason for the whole Dante thing is to show Tom that I'm not his…obsessive, pompous bastard. Well, gotta go to the library to research on how to deal with the pompous bastard, while waiting 'til the time comes to go to the Room of Requirement.
Waves of emotions play across his face. He slams his fist on the bed. His sharp blue turn to the crimson red color that would occupy his eyes sixty years from now. Even in his anger, he calmly and carefully puts the diary back under the mattress. He exits the room and goes to a hidden room in the dungeons that he found in his first year in Hogwarts. Tom tries to calm himself down and think clearly…and he fails. He's trying to decide if he should summon the DE and kill Dante now or make his suffering long and horrible by plotting his sweet, bloody revenge.
'Summoning everyone is too Gryffindor. I'd rather show him what the true Heir of Salazar Slytherin can do.'
He checks his watch. It's 7:30 pm. He runs up to the third floor towards the Room of Requirement and hides in the shadows. At around 7:45, Tom hears footsteps that seem to be heading in the direction of the Room of Requirement. Tom takes out his wand and prepares to attack. Someone walks past him. It's Dante. Tom slips out from the darkness.
"Silencio. Crucio."
Dante's mouth lets out silent screams of intense pain. His back arches and he starts to convulse. Tom decides to put a silencing charm on the area and he lifts the charm he placed on Dante. Dante's loud, bloodcurdling scream is unleashed. Tom starts to laugh and his laughter is loud, cold and cruel. His laughter is similar to his future laughter, which chills the blood and sends tingles up the spine of those who are the unfortunate ones that hear it. Tom ends the Cruciatus curse and speaks to Dante in a low, deadly voice.
"Stay away from her. She is mine. Do you understand that? MINE! You may talk to her so she doesn't expect that something is wrong, but if you touch her I will kill you. Tell Malfoy. I'm sure you want to live a full life…don't touch her. Is it clear?"
Dante is only able to cough up blood. Tom kicks him in his ribs.
"IS IT CLEAR?!"
"Yes, my lord," Dante says in a weak voice.
"Wingardium leviosa."
Tom lifts Dante in the air and puts him in a broom closet. He then runs to the Room of Requirement and waits for Hermione. Ten minutes later, Hermione walks in and admires the candlelit room, exquisite dinner, king-sized bed, soft music, and green and silver décor.
'So I guess this wasn't a study date after all.'
Then suddenly, the door locks by itself behind her. Hermione jumps and turns around to face the door.
"Mya."
Hermione takes a deep breath and turns around.
"Why are you here, Tom?"
"I want to talk to you."
"Where is Dante?"
Tom moves closer to her, his face calm, but his eyes were turning red with anger.
"What does it matter? Anyway, I'm here to talk to you about your old school…about Harry."
Hermione is shocked.
"You read my diary!"
She tries to get away, but he doesn't allow it.
"You know who I am. You know I am Lord Voldemort. You know I am the Heir of Slytherin. You know about the Dark Mark and my Deatheaters. You know what I will become. You are from the future."
Hermione's eyes are wide with fear. She couldn't believe that he had read her diary. She panics…she can't seem to breathe…anxiety fills her like water balloon, she knew that she would soon pop. Tom notices this.
"Calm down, Mya. Breathe. I only read two entries. I won't hurt you…not like Harry did. Don't you wanna get revenge? Hurt him the way he hurt you. Join me. In those entries you made it seem as if Harry is my rival. If he is, we'll be destroying someone we hate. I can help you…choose me. Besides…isn't it more fun in the dark than in the light?"
Hermione is confused. (A/N: You would be too if all you believed in seemed wrong and you were falling through the cracks of the foundation you've had for years.) Her Slytherin side comes out as she finally shakes off the dust that was her old life.
'I don't need them…those stupid Gryffindors…Tom will accept me…Tom will love me…Tom will make them all suffer…I choose Tom.'
She looks up into his eyes.
"I choose you.'
Tom wraps his arms around her.
"Don't worry, Mya. I'll make him suffer for hurting you."
He picks Hermione up and gently lays her down on the king-sized bed. Tom lies down on the bed next to her and pulls her closer to him. His sleep is filled with dreams of world domination and his beautiful Mya at his side.
Meanwhile…Phineas Nigellus, a former Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, is sprinting from portrait to portrait and finally reaches his destination, a portrait in the bedroom of Albus Dumbledore.
"Albus! Albus!"
Dumbledore looks up from his book on different Muggle candies.
"Yes, Phineas."
"Riddle and Ms. Granger are together. I fear that she is becoming too attached to him."
Dumbledore's eyes lose the twinkle that normally dwells within their depths.
"Indeed? Well, then it is time for Ms. Granger to be sent back to her time before this union destroys us all."
A/N: OMG! What will happen next? Hermione finally gave in to Tom. How will this decision affect her, Hogwarts, and the outcome of the Final Battle? Well, we shall find out soon. Tune in for the next episode of You've become a part of me….