Wow…… I'm updating again….. I am soooo sorry for not updating sooner

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anyways here's the chapter

Chapter 14

Late November came quicker than anyone thought. Emily had recovered from her Tentacula bite a week after it happened. As it would so happen, Tentacula bites were very difficult to heal. She had to take a special potion every morning and to help the wounds heal and to make sure the poison was completely destroyed.

On one particular morning Hermione rushed out of the common room in a hurry and made her way into the great hall looking around expectantly.

"Looking for me?" Emily asked from behind her. She was dressed in her Gryffindor robes.

Hermione turned to face her friend. "You're never going to guess what happened."

"What?" Emily asked.

"Its Ron…." She explained, but stopped short as Harry burst into the Great Hall laughing hysterically.

Ron followed him with an angered expression on his face. It wasn't until they sat down at their respective table that Ron explained what happened.

"This!" he snapped. He pulled a familiar stone statue out of his shoulder bag.

Emily let a smile creep up her face.

"Harold, Helen, Roonil, Emma… wand techniques." It screamed catching the attention of some of the nearby students.

Ron's face was beet red.

"How on earth did you get that? I thought you tossed it into the lake?" Emily questioned.

"I don't know" he snapped, "It was just there when I woke up."

Harry laughed once more spitting out a bit of pumpkin juice.

"Oh Harry…" Hermione giggled as she reached over with a napkin to wipe off the juice from his face."

Ron looked at her with a puzzled expression.

She dropped the napkin on Harry's lap and cleared her throat quickly as she opened a textbook and buried her blushing face into it.

"Hermione?" Ron asked.

She didn't answer.

"Hermione what was that about?" Ron asked again.

She remained silent.

"Hermi-"

Hermione stood up quickly. "I've got to go to the library." And with that she stood up and walked hastily out of the great hall.

Harry, Ron and Emily looked at each other in silence as Holly, Ginny, Lavender and Parvati made their way to their seats at the table.

"What's with Hermione?" Holly asked. "She seemed pretty upset."

Ron gasped. "I better check on her."

"You do that," Harry encouraged.

As Ron left Harry looked at Emily.

"Say Emily… has anyone ever told you, you look stunning in quidditch robes."

Emily looked at her lap and said nothing.

"I mean it… you look really pretty… and I was… wondering…."

"Harry stop!" Emily interjected.

"What?" he questioned as he placed his hand on hers. "What's wrong?"

She yanked her hand away from his. "I can't."

"Why…has someone told you I'm still with Cho? I'm not anymore. We broke up in our fifth year… and Ginny… she was just a small crush. And Holly at Hogsmede we went as friends," he whispered.

"It's not that Harry… I can't. I don't feel for you like that. The way I think of you is like a brother… like family. You and Ron and Hermione are like my home away from home."

"So it's true then… you do love Malfoy?" he spat.

Emily sighed. "No it's not… the feeling is the same. I don't love him…"

Harry looked at her, with a puzzled sort of look.

"I don't want our friendship ruined because of some stupid relationship. Do you understand?"

Harry nodded. "Okay… I'm sorry about coming off on you like that."

Emily looked at something that Harry couldn't quite see and stood up with a gasp. "I've got to go Harry. I'll see you in Transfiguration." And with that she ran out of the Great Hall.

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Meanwhile in the Library

Ron found Hermione in a corner buried behind a large textbook in the corner of the somewhat crowded library. He sighed and sat across from her. "Do you mind?"

"Go away Ron" she replied.

"Mione…" he began.

"I said go away."

"What happened… its alright really." He added.

She peeked ever so slightly over the book. Ron could see her face was bright red and her eyes were puffy, as if she had been crying.

"Its alright Hermione" Ron repeated. "I didn't mind."

"How could I have been so stupid to do that?" she questioned

Ron honestly didn't know what to say… instead he moved closer to Hermione and placed his arm around her slender waist.

"Ron…"

"Shhh…" he replied as he hugged her hard.

She let out a gasp.

As they parted in their hug Ron's face drew closer to hers. "Its alright Hermione. I'm always here for you." He whispered to her as he drew closer.

Just as their lips were about to touch an explosion was heard overhead a large amount of water was dropped over their heads.

Both Hermione and Ron drew back in shock.

A few first and second years were snickering from their own tables across from them.

Ron's face went bright red. "Stupid first and second years… so immature."

It was obvious someone levitated a vase of flowers over their heads and had used an exploding charm to make it crash to pieces as the water and bits of flowers were left to be dumped on top of their heads.

Hermione drew out her wand and preformed a drying curse on the both of them and the book she was reading.

"Hey you!" Ron yelled at the younger children. "You're lucky we didn't which one of you did it, we're prefects you know."

Hermione rolled her eyes and led Ron out of the library. "Come on… we'll be late for Transfiguration."

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By the time the first two morning classes were over they were exhausted. Harry and Ron reluctantly made their way up the steps to the divination tower as Hermione and Emily made their way into the Head's Common room for their free period.

"So this is what it looks like." Hermione exclaimed.

Emily nodded. "Yup we get special privileges."

"No fair" the bushy haired brunette replied jokingly. "Its totally amazing."

"Isn't it Grang- I mean Hermione." A voice called.

They spun to see Draco standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing here?" Emily questioned.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "I have a free period."

"Oh…" she replied. "Come on Hermione… lets go in my room."

"Wait… where are you going." He questioned.

"Girl talks Draco. I highly doubt you want to follow us."

He snorted. "You're right. I have no interest in he/she said this and who's going out with who and all that other mumbo jumbo you girls talk about. But in this case knowing Hermione… you're probably going to talk about crap like the newest ways to prevent the poisoning of House elves."

Hermione shocked.

Emily gripped her arms and steered her into her personal room. She didn't let go until she closed the door behind him.

"The nerve of him!" Hermione snapped.

Emily sighed. "Never mind him. Anyway… what happened with you and Ron?"

Hermione quickly retold the story of what happened to her and Ron in the Library.

Emily laughed. "Sometimes younger students can be so immature."

"I know" Hermione replied. "Oh… Harry told me what happened with you and him this morning.

Emily blushed. "I don't want to ruing our friendship."

"Its understandable. It's the same way with me. I personally have had a crush on Harry since our first year, but I never told him…I don't want to ruin what we already have." Hermione explained.

Emily sat up. "Then why are you going out with Ron?"

Hermione blushed. "I like Ron as a friend…I don't want to disappoint him. The look in his eyes when he asked me to go with him to the Hogsmede trip was unbearable. I couldn't bear to say no."

Emily nodded. "And now he thinks you're going out together and has turned into an over obsessive person when it comes to you?"

Hermione nodded. "Exactly."

They sat in silence for a few moments when Hermione suddenly gasped. "Emily you're arm!"

Emily looked down at her wrist to see that she hand been playing with the nail marks that Tom Riddle had left her. It seemed as if every time she touched them a pain would fill her… a sweet sort of pain, a pain that would leave her wishing to look into his deep dark eyes again. A part of her that would have her begging he'd come and visit her again. She shivered at the thought.

"What happened to you're arm?" She questioned.

Emily covered it with the sleeve of her sweater. "Its nothing. Ginny accidentally grabbed me too hard when she dragged me down the Great Hall one day." She didn't want Hermione knowing about Tom Riddle. There was just a part of her that thought to keep him secret. And even more sickening… a part that didn't want Hermione to have anything to do with him… a part that wanted to keep him all for herself.

Emily shook these thoughts out of her head, but still decided to remain quiet about the whole thing.

Hermione looked at her arm carefully but nodded. "I keep telling Ginny to be careful with those nails."

Emily let out a forced giggle.

For the rest of their free period they studied the advanced skills of forbidden potion making essay that Snape assigned.

By lunch time Emily and Hermione met Harry and Ron in the great hall.

"Trelawny was awful." Ron spat

"She was going on about a premonition she had." Harry added.

Hermione looked at them with disgust. "About what?"

"She was raving on about how one among us is going down the path of darkness. How one of us is giving into a dark desire and it's letting them consume their lives."

Hermione sighed. "Honestly if you believe her your dumb as a door nail."

Emily laughed, but somewhere in the back of her brain something was telling her that the premonition was about her and her thoughts of Tom Riddle.

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By the end of the day Emily was overwhelmed in the sickening thoughts of Tom Riddle. She had been thinking about him all day. His dark hair, dark eyes and perfect smile. Everything she thought about he appeared.

She flung herself down on her bed, and in that instant she touched her wounded arm. The same blissful pain filled her. This time driving her almost mad. She wanted to see him again. She wanted to be held in his arms. She wanted to be his and his alone.

She sat up, still grasping her arm she cried out Tom's name.

"Tom please, I'm calling you willingly."

As if an answer a mist swirled around her. It was thin at first, then swirled faster and got thicker until it grew a purple color. And when it cleared Tom Riddle stood before her cradling her in his arms.

She looked into his eyes.

"You called?"

She flung her arms around him. "Oh gods… I just had to see you again. To make sure you weren't a dream."

"I'm always here for you," he whispered. "The marks I gave you are to remind you that I am here if you need me. You can summon me through them, but be warned. I cannot stay long."

She nodded. "Thank you for coming."

He stroked her cheek. "The dark power of Slytherin is in you, and yet so is the bravery of Gryffindor. And the presence of an ability of Ravenclaw's as well… You truly are special. No wonder I was drawn to you."

She shivered in his grasp. Something told her this was wrong, but she brushed the feeling off and found slumber in his arms.

As she slept he placed her in her bed and tucked her in. "Sleep well my princess." He whispered. He turned from her and smiled an evil grin. "You're falling ever so slowly in my grasp."

And with that he turned on his heels and vanished in a puff of smoke.

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well that's it for this chapter

it was a bit spooky with Tom Riddle and all, but I liked it

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