DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HP

CHAPTER THREE: THE TROUBLE IS JUST BEGINNING

Hermione sat in the library glaring at the book she had just been reading, no help at all. Who could have ever thought that the Hogwarts library would ever let her down and in the restricted section no less? She sighed and returned the book to its rightful place with a wave of her wand. She made up her mind that Hogwarts would be no help on time travelling she'd have to find help somewhere else. She was too tired to search for any more books and so she just picked a random book from the shelf, she soon realised it was a book on dark magic. Hermione didn't put it down though, she was used to reading books on the dark arts after all she had, had to read many of them during the war, their strategy was to know what the enemy knows and since what the enemy knew mostly consisted of dark magic, they had to spend a lot of time researching dark magic. She found it quite fascinating but she was smart enough to not let herself get caught into it.

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Tom was walking into the library when he saw something that struck him as odd, the new girl Bellouve was at a table in the restricted section completely immersed in a book and as he walked closer he realised it was a book on dark magic, now what would a girl like her be doing reading a book like that? He'd never seen any girls interested in dark magic, even the ones in Slytherin so why would she a mudblood be reading a book like that? He was curious and so he started walking over to her, she looked up as he started approaching her, she saw him and then she looked down again.

"Hi," he said as he reached her table

"Hi," she replied

"What are you reading?"

"A book."

"Fair enough, do you mind if I sit here?"

"Not at all." she watched as he sat down regretted telling him to do so, she knew he knew what she was reading and was probably going to start pestering her with questions.

"Where do you spend most of your time? I haven't seen you around."

"All that there is to know is that I like being alone and you don't need to know where I spend my time." she put down her book smiling at him sweetly, he nodded. She had actually been spending her time in the room of requirement and the library she had nowhere else to go and no one to talk to; she picked up her book and began to read again, she saw him get up and thought he was leaving but all he was doing was getting a book and then he sat down again. She checked her wristwatch, "Five minutes till dinner I better get going." she said getting up from the table and was almost out of the door when she heard Tom shout "Wait!" she turned around "Let me escort you to dinner."

"No, it's really not necessary."

"It is and it's no problem really," he smirked inwardly as she relented with a look of defeat on her face. She seemed so uncomfortable whenever she was around him and he enjoyed that fact.

"School is opening in a few days maybe you'll make friends," he said although he knew full well that the Slytherins were going to hate her and the other houses would probably stay away from her since she was so strange.

"I was under the impression that you were my friend Riddle?"

"Oh I am but I don't think you consider me as one of your friends."

"And why would you think that Riddle?"

"You seem ever so uncomfortable whenever I'm around you even right now, it seems you can't wait to get away from me."

"Well I'm sorry if you think I feel that way Riddle." she didn't try to deny it nor did she admit it and Tom found this rather annoying.

"What classes shall you be taking?"

"Dare I say that that is none of your business?

"And dare I say it is my business seeing as I am a prefect after all." he snapped at her, getting more annoyed by the way she was dodging his questions.

"Well you'll find out then won't you?" she snapped back getting annoyed from his questions.

"Listen Bellouve, it would do you well to not annoy me."

"Oh, really and what would you do if I continued to annoy you?"

"You wouldn't want to know," he smirked at her and opened the doors that lead to the great hall.

They sat at the Slytherin table and ate dinner in silence Hermione left before Tom.

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Still feeling angry and annoyed she walked through the halls having no idea where she was going until she reached a hall that she recognized, it was the hall where the room of requirement was; she smiled as the door appeared she looked around her making sure one was watching her and entered the room. She smirked as she looked around the room, all that was there was a dummy, a punching bag, boxing gloves and cushioned mats on the floor, she quickly transfigured her robes into a tank top and sweatpants and got her wand "Come out, come out wherever you are." she said knowing that what she saw weren't the only things that were in the room, her smirk grew as she watched six black hooded figures appear out of nowhere and start walking towards her firing spells and curses. She defended herself, casting a quick yet powerful protego and sending a confringo to the one that was closest to her, it stumbled a few steps back and turned into ashes.

She turned to another one "Obscuro." she said and once it was blindfolded she kicked it hard into the wall and watched it too disintegrate ashes, turning to another one she cast the sectumsempra spell on it and saw as the slashes appear on its body and turn it into ashes. She turned to the remaining three she was shocked when she saw that one was dangerously close to her, it grabbed her arm and yanked her down to the floor, she groaned as she hit the ground, it leaned over her and she punched it in the face and kicked it in the leg. She got her wand and muttered incarcerous it was tied up quickly and then turned into ashes. She got up and looked at the remaining two, they were standing in one place, she dropped her wand deciding to finish them off by hand. She ran at one of the full speed, smashing its body into the wall, she proceeded to pound it faces until it finally turned to ashes. She then faced the last one. She first gave it a huge blow to the head making it fall to the ground she then slammed her whole body onto it making it howl and disappear. She got up and dusted herself off, pleased to get rid of her anger and annoyance. The room of requirement always helped. She transfigured her clothes back to the way they were and walked out of the room. Once again checking that no one was watching her she turned around and stalked off to the Slytherin common room.

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Hermione took a deep breath and walked into the great hall, today was the day the students were coming back, she was nervous, the last time she had been in the great hall with all the students she had been with Harry and Ron and also in Gryffindor but now they'd been horrible turn of events instead she was now in Slytherin, in the wrong time period without Harry, Ron, Draco or anyone she cared about. She sat at the Slytherin table, the students would be arriving in less than ten minutes, she looked at Tom who was sitting opposite her with his brow furrowed, he seemed to be deep in thought. Probably thinking of another gruesome way to torture someone she thought giggling.

"What's so funny Bellouve?" he asked

"Oh nothing," she said smiling

"If you say so." Tom found her rather annoying, she always seemed to find a way to not answer his questions but hopefully he wouldn't have to see much of her after today, he was pretty sure she wouldn't be in too many of his classes, she seemed too dull and average. He turned away from Bellouve as he saw people start crowding into the great hall, they were here. He nodded at Lestrange, Malfoy, Nott, Avery, Goyle, Black, Crabbe and Sivian in greeting as they sat down at the table. The great hall filled up soon and Dippet began his welcome back speech as soon as he was done the feast started and everyone's attention turned to Hermione. He smirked, this is where her torture would begin, he turned to Hermione, "Bellouve?"

She looked up from her still empty plate "Yes?"

"I'd like you to meet some good friends of mine." she simply nodded "Hermione Bellouve, this is Abraxas Malfoy, Edmond Lestrange, Alexander Avery, Regulus Black, Tyson Sivian, Felix Goyle and Theodore Crabbe and guys I'd like you to meet Hermione Bellouve a transfer from France."

They nodded at her and she nodded back at them in greeting. A girl next to her sneered. "Bellouve?" she said, "I've never heard that name, I'm guessing you're a mudblood?"

"And your problem with that is?" Hermione said turning to face her

"My problem is that you're a mudblood and filth like you doesn't deserve to be in Slytherin."

"Oh, now what do you intend to do about that?"

"Nothing, I just suggest you stay out of my way."

"And if I don't, what'll you do then?"

"I'll kill you that's what, it'll be less filth for the rest of the world."

"I'm sure you couldn't hit anyone with a simple slicing hex even if they were standing in front of you with a bulls-eye sign on them, I'd like to see try and kill me." The girl glared at her and Hermione smiled, she put a hand on her shoulder and leaned into her, "Don't mess with me." she whispered into her ear before getting up from the table and walked out of the great hall.

Hermione walked to the Slytherin common room and then to the girl's dormitories deciding to go to bed way earlier than usual but not before casting a shield around her bed knowing that they wouldn't be Slytherins if they didn't try to hex her or do something to her while she slept.

Everyone stared at Hermione as she left the great hall, Tom had not expected her to react the way she did to Parkinson's comment. He had expected her to back down or maybe even cry but not threaten her and walk away leaving the other girl terrified, although he did like that it made Parkinson shut up, something she rarely did. Either way, the argument was rather enjoyable.

"How dare she threaten me!" Parkinson shouted, "A filthy mudblood threatened me a pureblood and not to mention touch me!"

"Why didn't you say anything while she was still here?" said Abraxas

"You saw what she did, I couldn't say anything!"

"So you were scared?"

"I-I, no I wasn't why would I be scared of her?"

"From the look on your face, you were scared."

"She's a freak! I wasn't scared!"

"Yes, you were." Abraxas aid ending their argument

"I say we hex her in her sleep, a mudblood doesn't deserve to be in Slytherin," said Rose Macmillan,

Parkinson nodded in agreement. Tom smirked, the girl was definitely not going to last.