Chapter 2
The Dark Lord arrived in Hermione's room, sometime after the courtyard scene. He had a book in his hand, in which he picked up from the Malfoy's library. When he opens her door, he saw that Hermione was waking up. He pulled up a chair beside the bed to wait for her to turn over. As she did, she let out a loud shriek, and pulled out her wand to point it at him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. "He threatened pulling out his wand too. He was very confident that he could get a spell off before she could.
"What do you want?" she said sitting up fully on the bed, and her wand still firmly pointed at him.
"My, my where is the brave Gryffindor that I know?" he said because he could feel fear radiating off her. "Well, back to your previous question, what do I want? Mmmm, it's not what I want; it is what I am forced to do. This book will explain everything. I will be in a few hours." The Dark Lord said rising from his chair. At the door, "Oh, and don't try to leave the room. There will be a nasty surprise if you do." He said finally exiting the room, and putting a powerful ward on the door to prevent her from leaving. He went across the hall to his room to get some much need rest.
Three hours later, he took the ward off the door, and entered the room to find Hermione closing the book with a wrapped hand. He smirked at the sight and said, "So, how did you like the surprise? Let me see your injury." He came over to the bed to examine her wound. Voldemort took her hand, and begin to unwrap the torn-bed sheet bandaged that she used.
Hermione jerked her hand back, but he quickly retrieved it to put some added pressure on it. "Let me see how bad the burn is?" He watched as she hissed in pain at the pressure he applied to the injury. She finally nodded her head, giving in to the fight. Voldemort smirked and continued messing with her hand to reveal five yellow blisters. He cast a burning salve solution spell on her hand and quickly put the proper bandage on it.
"This salve will take a few hours to work, so don't remove the bandage. I see that you read the book." The Dark Lord said.
"Yes, but why me?" Hermione said.
"If you read it, then it states that a person is picked based on their magical power and breeding potential, so the couple must produce a child within the first year of their marriage. The child is said to be one of the most powerful being, in its own right, as stated in the book."
"Well, what if I don't want to marry you?"
"You will have no choice. Your magic will find a way join with mine, so that is why I propose that we get married on your Christmas break. I know that you will be of age because of the use of the time turner."
"How did you know that I used a time turner?"
"Your mind is like an open book. I have been shifting through your memories the entire time."
"What?" Hermione said becoming alarmed and trying to clear her thoughts.
"Mmmm, I think that technique is making it worse." Voldemort said smirking. "You will be leaving in a few days, so your parents won't worry. Tell them whatever you won't, but know this it won't stop me from doing this."
"Voldemort left after that to have a talk with Lucius about something he wanted Draco to do.