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Chapter Two

She was lying. It was so painfully obvious as she retold the story of her "past". The way her voice came out, in a calculated depressed tone. It was like the ingredients to a potion. One part shock, one part fear, and two parts grief. Tom had to admit that her acting skills were decent. Though they lacked the genuine feel that he had mastered. The only way she had fooled the Headmaster and Madame Carmentis, aside from the fact that both are exceedingly daft, was that part of the story was true. She was honest about being in a battle, one could tell from her worn state, and she was honest about being ill-prepared. Yet it was in the details, were she laced her lies. She had not lived in a small village in France, she was not home-schooled, and there were no village elders. She was hiding something. It was obvious.

Riddle's curiosity was begging him to find out what, but he soon quieted that part of him. His plans were about to unfold and he did not have time to worry about some mysterious girl who happened to show up.

"Ah, you are in the same year as Mr. Riddle here, who found you!"

He was quickly brought out of his musings and he stepped forward, determined to show Miss Granger the true meaning of acting.

He was flawless. His words so carefully chosen, he could almost feel himself becoming the scared and concerned student. He could see fear evident in her doe-like brown eyes. He did not think much of it, he usually had that effect on students. But, as he leaned down to place a respectable and appropriate kiss on her shaking hand, he saw disgust and anger join the fear in her eyes. He stood up just to watch her fall down. His eyebrows knit together.

"The poor dearie must be overwhelmed by what has happened to her," the nurse said, patting Tom on the shoulder, in a comforting manner. He resisted the urge to push the vile creature off of him.

"Of course," he said throwing a small smile in the nurse's direction, to which she blushed in return.

No person had reacted to him in that way unless it was his followers, while he was threatening them. It was impossible this girl who had just met him could see through his ruse so quickly. Perhaps what she was hiding, concerned him in some way, since it was clear she knew more about him than he would've liked.

'This could pose as a problem,' he thought. The annoyance that had been bubbling inside him since he laid eyes on her grew into bitter disdain. It seems he would not be able to put his full attention on his plans when the problem is around. He would need his followers to keep an unfaltering eye on his little Miss Granger.

"Tom, you should go to your dorm room. You are exempt from classes today, but you must sleep," Dippet said, concerned.

Tom glanced at Hermione and hesitated before looking up at Dippet and placing a charming smile on his face, "Of course, Professor."

The teenaged Dark Lord felt uncomfortable about leaving this mysterious girl where he could not keep an eye on her. If she knew something about him, he could not risk leaving her alone in the presence of the Headmaster.

After seeing the hesitation in Tom, Dippet placed an old, withered hand on Tom's shoulder and said, "You have no need to be concerned about the girl. She seems to be stable enough. You can come back once you're feeling up for it. You may even be present for her sorting. I'm quite sure she would appreciate it seeing that you are the one who found her."

"I'd like that very much, Professor. Thank you."

Dippet offered him a small smile and gestured his hand kindly to the door. Once Riddle turned around, his smile fell into a dark scowl. This nuisance needed to be dealt with as soon as possible. He would not have his plans put on hold, not after he came this far.

He turned down the corridor and walked in front of the blank wall three times. He took out the silver token in his pocket with two snakes coiled inside of it and whispered Parseltongue to it, alerting his followers to meet in the Room of Requirement.

After a couple minutes, his yawning followers filed in rubbing their eyes and attempting to get their bedhead under control. Abraxas plopped himself on the green sofa and curled up into a ball, "My lord, we just had a meeting literally four hours ago. I need my beauty sleep," he drawled.

"Obviously it must be important if he called us all in here at this hour. The Dark Lord does not waste your time, and you would do well to remember that," Alphard stated, smacking Abraxas on the backside of the head, forcing his to sit up.

"I took the girl that was outside of the forest to the hospital wing, so not to draw any more attention to us than necessary. She was in a battle, yet lied about her background. Dippet is planning on enrolling her. Normally, I would not pay attention to the actions of some girl, but she seems to know something about me. And based on her actions towards me, it's not positive. I cannot risk any lose ends being let out this close to the plan. Dippet plans on making me her tour guide for Hogwarts, so I should be with her frequently. Though, when I'm not I expect you to watch her. Do not harm her, do not threaten her, and do not give her any reason to suspect us more than she already does. Do not leave her unattended unless you have no means of getting to her. Do I make myself clear?"

"She could be a new conquest for me," Abraxas said smirking, "She did look quite attractive under all that blood, and dirt, and shit."

Riddle rolled his eyes, "Go to class, she is in the hospital wing right now. I want someone there to alert me right away the moment she wakes up."

"Yes, my lord," The group said as they got up and walked out of the room, leaving Riddle to ponder over the strange events that had occurred.