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A/N: I am excited to start working on my Cedric/Hermione fanfic! I already have the prologue and part of the first chapter written! I will not abandon this though, I intend to finish it to the end, though I think that the Cedric/Hermione one is already better. So keep an eye out for it! Enjoy chapter two, I think it's a lot better than the first! Hope you like it! XD (-=

Warning! Sexual content in this chapter!

When Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room she knew that she looked like she had just received a major snog, which she did. A few people gave her strange looks and one fourth year girl pointed to her before beginning to whisper furiously to her friends. Hermione ignored her and made her way over to where Harry and Ron were sitting.

"Who did you snog?" Ron blurted out.

"That, Ronald is none of your business, but if you must know, it was Voldemort," Hermione said honestly, though it was obvious that the boys didn't believe her.

"Fine don't tell us," Ron muttered, standing up and walking away.

"You now you can trust up 'Mione," Harry said quietly.

"I know Harry," Hermione said, standing up and walking away, up to the girl's dormitory.

Hermione lay down on her bed thinking about what had occurred earlier with Tom. When she kissed him it was different than Viktor, Ron, and Eric, a muggle boy whom she had met the summer of her fifth year.

Hermione didn't know why Tom had been so nice to her. She remembered his soft caresses, his tongue dancing with hers, his fingers lightly pinching her nipples. . . .It had all been so. . . .perfect. Hermione let out a huge sigh and let sleep overcome her body.

Hermione sat in class, just wanting it to end. It was her last class of the day and for some strange reason she was excited to meet with Tom later. There was something about him that she admired. She remembered how he had acted yesterday, almost like someone her own age, even though he was many years her senior. That doesn't matter though, he's immortal. Hermione thought. She knew she shouldn't, but Hermione also admired his power, how much control he had over people. Part of her wanted a taste of that power, she knew that once she too, that taste though, there would be no going back.

"Miss Granger! Miss Granger!" Hermione's head shot up to see McGonagall hovering over her.

"Yes?" she asked, not noticing that the classroom was now empty.

"Class is over, but I would like to see you," McGonagall said. Hermione sighed and nodded reluctantly, and followed the deputy headmistress to her office. McGonagall motioned for Hemione to sit down in the hard, wooden, straight backed chair across from her own.

"Yesterday an unforgivable curse was preformed on a third year Alyssa Orbindio, when she was on the grounds near the lake," McGonagall said, "Her friend Amy Agentia said that she saw a man by the lake raise his wand when Alyssa got shot by the curse and lower it when she was released. She also said that you were with him. May I ask, who was this you were with and why didn't you stop him?". Why didn't I stop him? I could have at least tried! Hermione sighed, she knew that if she was going to tell anyone about Tom she would have already told them.

"Professor, I'm afraid that there was a mistake, I wasn't by the lake, or out on the grounds at all yesterday, nor was I with any unfamiliar man," Hermione said, hoping that McGonagall would take her word over the third year's. McGonagall gave her a piercing stare, which she held.

"Very well Miss Granger, you are dismissed," McGonagall said and Hermione stood up and walked away, breathing a sigh of relief.

Hermione dressed in black leggings and a black T-shirt that hugged her curves. She didn't want to bring a cloak in case anyone saw her in the hallway, it would look suspicious. It was 11:40 and she knew that she was running on a tight schedule, though she didn't care, Tom was still her enemy.

The stars were littering the blanket of dark black velvet that was the sky. The moon nothing but as white claw. Hermione walked quickly across the grounds, she could already see the shape of Tom waiting for her on the bench. Hermione broke into a run and arrived beside the bench panting.

"I see that you have finally decided to make an appearance, though I will have to punish you for being late," Tom drawled. He's going to use cruciatus on me, or make me bleed to death, or just kill me! Hermione thought franctically. None of that happened though.

Instead their lips met in a heated kiss, Tom's tongue slipping into Hermione's mouth as they begun their dance. Tom pulled them off the bench and on to the leaf covered deepened the kiss and began to massage her breasts under her shirt.

"No bra, naught girl," Tom growled, pulling away from their kiss briefly as he roughly pinched her nipple before smashing his lips against hers again.

Tom slowly began to trail his fingers downwards. He stopped at the waist band of her leggings. Hermione broke the kiss.

"Please Tom. . ." she moaned, she could feel her wetness soaking her panties.

"Tell me what you want," Tom said.

"Touch me!" she gasped out.

With that said Tom slipped his hand under the waist band of her leggings and red lacy panties, cupping her mound. Hermione let out a whimper at the contact. Then in one movement Tom pulled off her leggings and panties, leaving her waist down naked. Hermione quickly removed her shirt and tossed it in the pile with her other clothes. Tom moved between her legs and began to kiss up her thighs, slowly nearing where she needed his touch most. Then wish out warning Tom plunged his face into her pussy, lapping at her wet folds.

"Mmmmmm Tom. . . . . . " Hermione moaned as he began to suck hard clit as if it was his favorite candy, before plunging one of fingers into her dripping pussy.

Hermione was no virgin, but no one she had ever been with had ever treated her like this. Tom added another finger into her pussy and continued to suck and lick her clit.

"I'm almost there. . . ." Hermione moaned. Tom brought his spare hand up to her chest, pinching one of her nipples as hard as he could. This brought her over the edge and she came all over Tom's face, who quickly lapped up all of her flicked his wand and was suddenly naked. Hermione had only a second to admire his perfect body before he his cock plunged into her heat. They both moaned at sensation and Tom began to pump in and out of her.

"Faster. . .harder. . ." Hermione gasped out and Tom obliged, groaning.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Tom groaned as he continued to pump in and out of her.

Tom used one of his hands to rub her clit, wanting to make sure she had a second orgasm before he reached his own climax.

"Yes!" Hermione cried out as he began to rub her clit hard and fast, bringing her to her second orgasm, Tom close behind, he quickly pulled out and came all over her face and breasts, some of the cum landing in her mouth, which she swallowed eagerly.

"That was amazing Tom!" Hermione exclaimed once she had caught her breath. She did her best to clean up her face shirt, though there was still some cum matted in her hair and she smelled of sex. Hermione pulled her shirt, knickers, and leggings back on, Tom magiking his own clothes back on.

"Tom?" Hermione asked.

"Yes," Tom said.

"What do you want from me? Why haven't you killed me yet? Why do you act so much differently around me?" she asked.

"I don't know," Tom said, "I can only answer one of those, the first one. Join me Hermione, I assure you, whatever the others tell you is untrue. There is no dark magic, only magic and those who fear it. Join me and I promise that you won't regret it,"

Hermione stared at Tom. Deep down she knew that she wanted to join Tom, but could she really betray her friends?

"I. . . .I . . .I don't know. What about Harry, Ron, and the others?" Hermione asked, though she knew the answer.

""They join us or they die. Hermione, with me you will have everything you have ever wanted. More power than you have ever imagined, people will fear your name, you will have anything and everything. You will be allowed to use any spells, have every book at your fingertips, you will have it al, a better life," Tom said.

"What about my parents?" Hermione asked, "Would they die, would I have to kill them?" Hermione asked, knowing that she could never kill or torture her parents.

"They would be protected, as will anyone else that you wish to have protected," Tom said.

Hermione sighed, she had gone through so much with Harry and Ron. Yet so much power, and her parents' protection, and the power. . . .

"I will join you," Hermione said with a small smile. She wasn't being forced to join, not even threatened, she wanted to. She found truth in what Tom had said, 'There is no dark magic, only magic and those who fear it'. Tom leaned in and kissed Hermione lightly on the lips.

"I should go back in now. Maybe we can meet here tomorrow afternoon, I don't want to sneak out every night," Hermione said.

"Of course my Lady," Tom said with a slight smirk. He picked up his black cloak from the ground and wrapped it around her shoulders. "I will see you tomorrow," he said, giving her a chaste kiss on her lips before pulling his broom out of his robes, enlarging it, climbing on and disappearing into the dawning sky.

Hermione clutched the cloak tightly around her shoulders as she hurried off towards the school.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I like it a lot more that then first (definitely longer)! Please review! I take questions, comments, ideas, suggestions, requests, and anything else! XD

~HarryPotterandTwilightFan