Voldemort was searching through Hermione's head. She had just managed to push all thoughts of what Malfoy had done to her to the front and lock the rest away securely. Voldemort's eyes blazed and he stood and turned to Malfoy.

"Do you realise who this is?"

"She is a traitor and a fool for thinking she is good enough to be in your ranks, My Lord." Malfoy was still sure he had pleased the Dark Lord.

"You are absolutely right, Lucius, she is not good enough, she is better and that is why I gave her my mark and my ring!" Two of the young men in the room visibly paled and Zabini wanted to vomit. Crabbe and Goyle still hadn't quite understood the meaning and were looking at Zabini, confused.

Zabini leaned over and whispered to them, "We just tried to rape and kill the Dark Lord's chosen mistress."

Upon hearing this both boys joined Zabini in feeling sick.

Malfoy realised his mistake and fell to his knees trembling and begging forgiveness. He knew it would be a fruitless attempt, but his survival insticts told him to try it anyway. Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Lucius.

"Crucio!" Malfoy's screams could be heard down the halls and his body convulsed on the floor. Voldemort seemed to be enjoying the sight and continued with his tortures. Soon Malfoy lost his bodily functions and a puddle formed under him on the floor.

Hermione watched and somehow felt satisfied that he was finally getting some of what he gave out, but she knew she needed him to survive, if everything was going to work out in the end. She quietly walked up to Voldemort and placed her hand on his arm. No one dared touch their master without his express permission and especially while he was torturing someone. Hermione steeled herself to be tortured, but he just turned to look at her he put his wand down and left Malfoy on the floor twitching. She quickly played a scenario in her head and let Voldemort see it. She had to force the bile down and kept playing the image over and over in her head, hoping he would stop the torture. It worked and Voldemort turned to the young men in the room.

"Go and clean him up, he positively stinks, can't even control his bladder and bowels, how pathetic! Remember this and remember it well, Hermione has just saved your life tonight, you WILL honour that debt." He turned to Hermione and took her arm in his and lead her out of the room.

"It seems, my dear, that watching torture turns you horny." Hermione tried her best to look seductive. She almost lost it when she looked down and saw the bulge in Voldemort's pants.

Voldemort saw this and replied, "You can relieve my tension by doing what you just showed me."

Hermione pushed her back straight and walked into the room with him. There was no turning back now, everyone in the future was depending on her to get this right. He sat on the bed and she kneeled between his legs and started to rub his thighs and slowly made her way up to where his pants bulged. She made quick work of taking his pants and underwear off and began to nip and suck all around. She could hear him moaning and soon felt his hands in her hair. He guided her until her mouth was poised over his shaft and then he rolled his hips forward. She took him all the way in her mouth and clenched her throat muscles around him. He let out a loud moan and thrust into her mouth further. She started to move him in and out faster and could hear his heavy breathing. His hands tightened in her hair and he was bucking his hips. She fingered around his balls and anus and even slipped a finger in to his puckered hole. She could feel him tighten and then a warm hot liquid was hitting the back of her throat. 'Don't gag, don't gag, just swallow quickly, don't gag!' she repeated to herself over and over. She released him with a pop and made sure he was watching when she swallowed. He growled at her and leaned down and captured her lips with his.

"I can return the favour, my dear."

"I really must get back, someone will notice my disappearance and then I will never be able to return here again. I don't want to leave, but I must go."

They both left the room and headed outside the Manor. Once they were in seeing distance of Hogwarts, Voldemort asked how the recruitment was going.

"I have had a lot of trouble because of the Slytherins, they undermine everything I have been working on, so my progress has been slowed. They have everyone convinced it was not you who sent me and they would be falling into a trap if they joined with you through me."

"It will be taken care of and they will not give you anymore trouble. Go now."

Hermione made her way into the castle and ran into Professor Dumbledore. After telling him all that had happened, she finally found herself in her bed, her hair still wet from the shower she took to get 'him' off of her. She had drank copious amounts of pumpkin juice to get rid of the taste and she had thought about obliviating herself, but that would not be a wise thing. She thought back to what he really looked like. He was handsome, but he wasn't all that large. Remus was much bigger than he was, longer and wider. When she took Remus in her mouth she would have to concentrate so she wouldn't gag on him. With Voldemort, she knew he didn't even reach the back of her throat. One good thing that came about was that she now had at least 4 of the Slytherins afraid of her and she wouldn't have to put up with their tormenting much longer. She shook the thoughts out of her head and fell to sleep.