Quarrels and Similarities

A/V: Hey readers, thanks for coming back! OK, I just realized now that I forgot to put a disclaimer at the beginning of my story so I will write it after this. Sorry about that! OK, I have decided that I want Tom and Hermione to start liking each other in the next chapter or two so there will not be a lot (although there will be a little bit) of the new trio's scheme.

I hope that is okay, review and tell me! Well, read, comment, and review I love to hear from you guys!

Disclaimer: I did not make any of these marvelous Harry Potter characters, the wonderful J. K. Rowlings did!

Hermione buried her bushy brown hair into Hogwarts, A History. Yes, she had read that book before, well about fifty years later, but she still found the interior intriguing. It was a strange book, almost as if every time you reread the book, new facts about Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry would magically appear.

Hogwarts School contains many hidden rooms, some which have never appeared to any student or professor at Hogwarts. Some have secrets more intriguing and dangerous than The Room of Requirements (see page 564) and some contain something as interesting as the chambers of each of the Hogwarts founders-

Hermione glanced up from her book to see Tom Riddle standing over top of her, staring her down with his gray eyes. What could he want?

"Granger, you have an extremely bad memory." Scolded Tom with a smirk on his pale face.

"What did – Oh My God!" Hermione suddenly remembered her hall duty with Tom. "What time is it?"

"5:51. You are lucky that I decided to take the time out of my busy schedule to remind you or you would have been late." Hermione could tell that Tom was roughly enjoying her misery.

My ass you busy schedule, thought Hermione but replied "Oops, well we had better get going before we are both late and I ruin your excellent record of being a goody two shoes."

Tom stared at Hermione, his gray eyes showing no emotion. My God, what had she done? Hermione scolded herself. She had just called Tom Marvolo Riddle a goody two shoes – future Voldemort!

In an instant Tom turned muttering, "Let's go" and started to stalk quickly through the library doors and into the hallway, with Hermione at hot pursuit.

"So I guess we just stalk the halls for a few hours?" questioned Hermione trying to make the question sound like a statement.

"To answer your question, yes." Tom Riddle answered.

"I was not questioning you." Replied Hermione trying to contain her anger at Tom Riddle.

Seeing her rising anger, he smirked. "Of course not, my goody two shoes self is soo sorry." Smirked Tom.

"Oh God, so-rry! No need to have a hissy! I was angry that you interrupted me from my book to spend three hours with you!"

"Oh, trust me Granger, I would have loved to be reading Hogwarts, A History instead of being stuck with you." Hermione could tell by his voice that he was not being sarcastic.

"You enjoy Hogwarts, A History?" questioned a surprised Hermione. After all, Harry and Ron had always insulted her attachment to the book.

"Sure Granger, is that so surprising?"

Actually, yes.

"Well, I suppose not. I keep thinking that you enjoy the same that my two best friends from my other school used to enjoy."

"Which would be-?" questioned Tom. Hermione could not be sure if he was actually interested or just wanted to pass the time.

"Quidditch and girls."

"You, I suppose?"

Hermione attempted to surplus a laugh. "Me? No, other girls. I was just the smart friend that they told their feelings too and begged to cheat of her work."

And for the first time, Hermione realized that that was a little true. Of course she had been their friend, but if she hadn't been so smart, would they be as close as they had been?

"I see – Now, if you don't want to answer me you don't have to I couldn't care less. But-do you miss them and your old school."

No! My old school is in the darn future and at the moment – well, who knows?

"Maybe sometimes… What about you? You must have some friends?" Hermione quickly changed the subject off of her and onto him.

"Friends are for weak people who seek others support. There are much better things I could do, Granger, then go up to some random prat and beg them to befriend you." Tom spoke almost as if Hermione was not there.

"Hey, kid! What are you doing?" Hermione broke from her chat with Riddle and ran to a third year student trying to hide behind a statue.

It's a shame he did not own Harry's invisibility cloak!

"Kid, you better get to your common room now! You don't want Ms. Granger here to mess with you!" Half scolded and chuckled Tom Riddle. The student scurried his Ravenclaw common room.

Oh My God had Tom Marvolo Riddle, future Lord Voldemort, mega murderer just said that? Oh my goodness was he flir-

Hermione quit thinking like that! It makes no sense at all!

"No, you don't want to mess with me!" Hermione pretended to go with the joke, although her insides were pounding.

Tom Riddle seemed to realize what he had said and how it had sounded. He wiped the smile of his face and turned his gray eyes cold.

Tom's insides began to pound. How could he have said that out loud? Oh My Gosh now Granger was going to think he liked her? Oh no, oh no, oh no.

Tom Riddle shot a glance at his watch. 9:00 PM.

"While, I guess we can go now." Muttered Tom.

"Yes, finally! I will see you tomorrow Tom!"

"Tomorrow will be too soon," growled Tom as he scurried in the opposite direction of Hermione.

Hermione lay on her bed, gazing at the roof above her, her mind swirling. Had what she thought happened really happened? Or was it her imagination? Yes, it must have been her imagination. After all, this was Tom Riddle she was talking about.

Yet inside Hermione knew that it was not her imagination, Tom Riddle had really muttered those words. But then again, did that really mean he liked her?

Of course not!

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore let out a small sigh and stared at the ceiling above him. The events around him were getting strange, thanks to the futurist Hermione Granger. He was a Headmaster in the future, yet at the moment he was trying to get the bad side to rule!

Yet there was a side of this plan that would also help the good side, which he ruled, or at least his future self did. If his plan worked out, than the wizarding world would be on the iniquity side. Therefore, everybody would be in peace. No, peace was too much of an exaggerated word.

Everybody would be on the same side, or at least almost everybody. And Dumbledore had another small plan inside his head. A plan that would complete Tom Riddle's, Hermione Granger's, and himself, Albus Dumbledore's plan.

The plan seemed to be possible; after all, as Dumbledore would say in the future, Nothing Is Impossible. Yet there was going to be a difficult branch of Dumbledore's almost perfect plan.

Tom Riddle and Hermione Granger had to learn to love each other.

Usually, this would not be a hard task. After all, he could use the same potion that Tom Riddle's mother had used on Tom Riddle Sr. Yet Dumbledore refused to use such a despicable potion.

For even if Albus Dumbledore became low enough to brew the potion, the love would not be full. No, it had to be real, and free. A fake love would not lead to what he needed, for what if the curse was to break, or the ingredients for the potion unavailable? Then the two would begin to despise each other, and Dumbledore's brilliant plan would burn down along with his hopes.

A/V: So, how did you like it! Personally, I liked this chapter, but I want your opinion! Dumbledore's plan will be revealed in a few more chapters, but first Tom Riddle and Hermione must get together? Do you have any ideas? Well, read, comment, and review! I love to hear from you guys!

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