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This ill temper I have is making me mad
I blow up and I don't know why
I wish for just a moment I could handle my anger right

CHAPTER – 8

Hermione was in the library as usual. Her most favourite place in the whole world was the library as the books in it almost held an aura. It promised knowledge and power to the truly wise people in the world who could see that intelligence alone comes undefeated in every battle it goes through. Ron and Harry always made fun of her for always being locked up in the library but it was an infinite source of comfort for Hermione. The library accepted her as she was, just as Hermione Granger and that is why she loved the place.

Hermione was sitting in a deserted corner of the library and reading a book about the founders. She always got absorbed in books while reading to the extent that she would not know what was happening around her. Riddle who was standing near a bookshelf noticed how her eyes held so many emotions while reading the book in her hands. Her expressions changed from happy to curious to scrutiny to frustration in a matter of seconds. Riddle approached her table letting her know he was coming by the footsteps but she was too immersed in her book that she took no notice of him.

"Miss Broston" Riddle called her but still she didn't look up from her book. In fact she hardly acknowledged him standing there. Riddle was a little irritated by this. He held a halo around him that revealed his presence to the people around him. Neverthless he decided to call her again.

"Miss Broston" Riddle said in a louder voice and still there was no response as she kept on reading. Riddle who was by this time thoroughly irritated said "Miss Hermione Broston"

Hermione finally looked up to see who had intruded her. She was not so pleased to see Riddle standing there and she said "Riddle, what do you want?"

"Finally, for a moment there I thought you were deaf"

"What do you mean?" Hermione snapped. So he was not only irritating her by interrupting but he also had the nerve to say that she was deaf.

"I was calling you and you didn't hear. Anyway let's forget about that. Can I sit here?"

Hermione seemed to think for a bit. All she wanted to say was 'sod off or I'm going to blow your head' but she couldn't very well say that to the future dark lord and hope to escape unscathed. So she replied "sure" hesitantly.

For about an hour they were both absorbed in their own work and the only sounds were those of the other students chattering or the sound of Riddle scratching his quill as he occasionally took notes. Hermione was unsettled and glanced at Riddle once in a while when she thought he wasn't looking.

"Laws are just an idiotic scandal to stop people from achieving things" Riddle said after a while and Hermione looked up to see him smiling at her.

"Why do you say that?"

"They just create illusions which are false and it leads the people to believe in things that are not true"

Hermione laughed a little and said "How would you know that Riddle?"

"Well Golaplots third law of elemental transfiguration states that food cannot be created neither can inanimate objects be converted into food, am I right" he had a questioning look on his face.

"Precisely"

"Well, I happen to know how to transfigure inanimate objects to food"

"That is impossible" Hermione said crossing her arms in front of her chest and leaning against the chair.

Riddle smirked and said "You are too confident, be careful Miss Broston it might get you down"

"I know when it won't get me down Riddle" Hermione said with a stubborn look.

"Well then if I manage to prove otherwise, what will you give me?" Riddle said leaning over with his hands on the table.

Hermione wasn't able to answer for a moment as she was too mesmerized by Riddle's face. She never did acknowledge how truly awesome he looked but looking at him at this close proximity with his hands on either side of is face and with an innocent expression made Hermione want to curse the Gods for her harmones.

"Depends on what you ask" Hermione said shaking slightly. Surely he couldn't transform something into food. Even Dumbledore didn't know how to do it. But challenging the dark lord in magic seemed like a stupid idea to Hermione. Anyhow she wasn't going to back down now.

"I won't ask anything you won't be able to give" Riddle said smirking slightly. Hermione drew in a deep breath and thought 'surely he wouldn't be able to do it, would he?'

Hermione almost jumped when he suddenly drew his wand and her hands immediately went to her wand on reflex but Riddle didn't notice as he took his quill and placed it on the table. She then calmed down but it was immediately turned to panic as there was what appeared to be a toast on the table where the quill had previously been. Hermione turned to Riddle with a shocked look and he was just looking pleased with himself. Without thinking Hermione blurted out the first thing that came to her mind "How did you do that?" she asked her shock very much evident in her voice.

"What makes you think I'm going to tell?" Riddle said looking amused. Hermione scowled and looked down with disbelief.

"What are you going to ask me Riddle?" Hermione said looking up at him sternly. On the inside though she wanted to scream and run far away. She mentally smacked herself for challenging him. He was going to be a dark lord, of course he knew magic she didn't or even Dumbledore for that matter but she would not go down without dignity and she looked straight up at him with a piercing look.

"I think I'll save it for later" he said and he took his bags and made to leave before Hermione could get a sentence out of her mouth.

Hermione saw that the toast was still on the table and shouted "Riddle you left your quill I mean toast"

Tom turned around from where he was and said "I left it deliberately. I thought you would like a taste of defeat" and he smiled and left the library leaving behind a rebellious Hermione.

Hermione was furious. She looked at the toast in front of her and in pure rage she tore it into pieces muttering curse words all the while and threw it at the corner. And to add insult to injury the toast transformed back into the quill and now Hermione had to deal with the guilt of breaking a quill which was one of the things she respected and adorned in her mind. "Arrgh, the scheming freak" Hermione shouted and made to move as well.

Hermione was taking long strides to quell her anger but it did nothing to help. The monster inside her was just controlling itself from not spitting its fire. Hermione decided that a good supper would do her some good and went to the Great Hall as Rowan and Claudia caught up with her.

"Hermione, slow down" Claudia said pacing to catch Hermione but Hermione paid no mind and walked briskly, bustling with anger. Someone better not get in her way because if they did she was going to blast them.

Hermione still red in the face because of her anger went and sat down on the table as Claudia and Rowan sat on either side of her both of them taking deep breaths after the run.

"Are you alright Hermione?" asked Claudia.

"Splendid, what makes you think I'm not?" Hermione said trying and failing to sound cheerful.

"Uhh, You look flustered" Claudia said uneasily.

"I'm perfectly fine" Hermione answered.

"Well then let's eat" said Freda who came and sat opposite to them with Bradley and Gavin.

"Hermione here have some toast" said Rowan extending a piece of toast to her. The monster inside Hermione finally lost it and she thought that it was getting prepared to spit fire.

Hermione took a deep breath and said "I don't want it" in a deadly calm tone. Rowan was not sensible enough to understand the warning but then again so were the others because they didn't know the encounter between her and Riddle.

"Oh, come on it's your favourite" Rowan said and that Hermione realized made the monster explode.

"Now is it. I told you Rowan Weasley I don't want a bloody toast" she shouted and the whole Great Hall turned to look at her but she continued and lucky for her the staffs were not yet there as it was only 6:00 and not so many students were there either because if they were she would have got a month's worth detention but she was also unlucky because Riddle was in the Great Hall and he was watching with amusement.

"I don't like toast. I hate it. In fact I don't think I'm ever going to have one again in my entire life. Yep, definitely not having it. I think it tastes disgusting. Key word, 'disgusting'. So why would you think that I like it"

"Don't know because you have it everyday" Rowan said looking embarrassed at being shouted at in front of everyone.

"Do I, well I'm not going to anymore" and with that she stood up from the table and wanted to leave but then again things never happened like the way she wanted it to happen these days.

"Not so fast Miss Broston" Riddle said getting up from his seat just as the others were still looking at her in shock due to her angry outburst.

"What do you want Mr Riddle?" Hermione asked impatiently for the second time that day.

"You're not leaving" he said as he came to a halt in front of her.

"And why not?" Hermione shouted which attracted quite a bit of attention from the Slytherins who glared at her and murmered to each other but she was too angry to care.

"Because you are serving detention for a week" Riddle said in a calm tone but he too was furious on the inside. No one had ever dared to shout at him and especially in front of his followers.

"Who are you to say that?" Hermione asked before she remembered that he was a prefect and therefore had the right to hand out detentions. Great, now everyone was going to think she was stupid.

"Because I'm a prefect" Riddle said indicating his badge with his fingers. Hermione heard Malfoy and Riddle's cronies laugh and someone shouted 'stupid twit'. Hermione wanted to hex the whole group right then but attacking a group of death eaters in front of their master didn't seem like a good idea to her. Therefore, she huffed and turned back to go. As Riddle looked at her retreating figure angrily stomping away he was very much reminded of a tornado.

He looked at her friends and said "I had to do it" with a guilty look on his face and he gave a 'I'm so sorry' look to Rowan who was flustered and plainly confused.

"It's alright Riddle. I think she should learn to control her temper." said Freda with a flirtatious smile and Ursula and Claudia too nodded and smiled at Riddle. Even Bradley seemed to accept with Riddle.

"Yeah, we'll try to advice her" said Ursula.

"Oh, I don't know she is much more entertaining when she loses control of her temper" Riddle said joking.

"Right you are Riddle" Bradley said laughing along with Rowan, Claudia and Ursula but Freda did not laugh and neither did the Slytherin girls or boys who were listening in. Riddle duly noted this.

"Entertaining is an understatement, she's bloody vindictive" said Rowan relieved of his embarrassment and Riddle laughed along with them for a while before going to sit at the Slytherin table.

"What was that?" Malfoy asked at once.

"You are not to lay a hand on the girl" Riddle said in a low voice to his followers sitting beside him but none of them seemed ready to accept.

"She shouted at you in front of the whole school and you're going to let her get away with it" said Ivan Lestrange. Riddle looked at his followers and his eyes turned dark for a minute.

"You all have become too daring as I don't punish you. Do not test my patience and do not think you have the right to question me, you will pay if you do something I order you not to do"

"We can kill the girl if you want us to. Let it be our mission" said Lestrange and he lowered his voice and said "Order us my lord"

Riddle smirked and said "I know you could. I just don't want you to. I'll deal with her myself"

"You could give us the meager works my lord" Malfoy said in an eager tone.

Riddle lost his patience and fixed them all with a stare as he said "I'll deal with her myself" and they knew better than to argue as they reluctantly nodded their heads.

"Why though?" asked Lestrange unable to contain his curiosity although he feared being punished.

"I already said, she's far too entertaining for the likes of you" Riddle smirked. Oh, yes he was going to love putting the temperamental Gryffindor in her place.

TBC…

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