DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The story line and all new characters, new character development, and new developments are my intellectual property.
A/ n Hermione is resisting, but Tom is Voldemort after all.. Hermione will have a pair, but not were. Allegiance were being made. If you like the story, let me hear from you.
The New Family
Feeling Tom's sorrow over Hermione's reaction, Jean fibbed, "I am certain, but it will take some time."
"I have time. Hermione is a miracle, so perfect, I just wish that she would like me. Anyway, here, these are for you, mostly." Tom's eyes wouldn't leave her.
She laughed, "Thanks, many thanks."
Jean's heart was fast, her mouth dry, all she wanted was his embrace. It wouldn't take much for her to give in.
She sat to open the boxes, and he stayed by her side, just to look at her and eat her with his eyes.
He had bought her clothes like she wore back then, along with the matching jewelry.
His desire for her was growing; he sat closer, wanting to touch her.
Her delight was evident while admiring the pewter pieces. It was a joy watching her. Without thinking Jean stood in front of him and wrapped her arms around him.
"Thanks, many thanks, you remembered it all."
Tom looked at her, "I remember it every day of my life." He wasn't being romantic, he was his factual self; but his voice felt like a caress.
"How, I mean, how do you look like this?" She asked while tracing his face.
He took her hand to put her against his mouth. She could feel his shuddered breaths.
"I will tell you one day. For now, you must know that I went back on time. While doing it, I tried to save Robert, but found out that some roads are closed."
He had tried, that much was true. But every time he was seconds too late and could hear her screams. Something would hold him in place and couldn't move, it was awful. He also saw Bellatrix hitting the young Jean, but was unable to intervene, also frozen in place.
He had a secret, he had seen his baby being born. That time he just watched and saw the most wondrous event ever. He'd waited until the Muggles took his baby into a room with other babies. As in other times, he felt that he needed to leave, but not before he went into the room bent and breathed in his daughter. He picked her carefully, held her but for a second, put his lips on the soft head, and felt the pull.
He understood that he couldn't not revisit them again. He tried once and wasn't possible at that point. He arrived to a time a little later, and nearly got caught. That was when he decided to leave well enough alone, for now.
He had read that disturbances could change the outcome, and he wanted his witches. But he still needed to check on the fire that burned his daughter's room. Something told him that he should. Ah, she was talking.
"Your daughter wants to know what happened to the nasty snake."
"Tell my daughter to ask me." He smiled slyly.
He moved closer, her nearness was confusing him. Like that first day, he sat Jean on his lap. He loved feeling her weight on his thighs and to feel her heat right above his cock.
He just held on to her, he could barely talk, but he needed to. "Lucius is a coward, and his wife is poison. I don't trust her, I have my reasons; but he is a friend. He proposed many changes that I want to discuss with my daughter. I don't want more wars, but she needs to talk to me."
She nodded, his nearness was also affecting her, she understood his tactics with his daughter, he would need to win her over.
His lips, as if acting alone, moved to her neck. He nuzzled it, breathing her in. "Your scent is unique," he licked her skin, "Your taste, I hunger for it. My princess, I missed you every day." His breath was labored.
He moved her over his hard arousal, while moving his hips, at each movement his body shuddered. He was having problems keeping his eyes open. His hands moved feverishly along her body. She moved with him, it felt so good.
"My love, you need to know, never, not for anyone, I have felt like this," looking at her he lifted her chin. The outside world had ceased to exist. His eyes showed his hunger.
"Tom, my Tom, I want you, but not here." Her desire and love for him plain to see.
Hearing her say the words, made him feel something new, hope. Now that he had most of his soul back he was feeling differently. Time to go thru that door of possibilities, he smiled, "Agree, so...shall we go to your room?"
Bad Dogs
Hermione was itchy, she couldn't concentrate. Remus was still uneasy about Hermione's new persona.
Besides his marriage had gone from bad to worse. The baby had not brought him closer to Tonks. Everyone was on the edge, he always felt uneasy here.
He felt that his life was falling apart, things went downhill after he married to Dora. The witch that he loved became a widow a few days later. Moony reminded him daily which made it all worse. Now that Hermione was close to the Death Eaters, he wanted to ask her what she knew about the Slytherin that he had loved and fathered her child. The witch who was his true mate.
"Miss Riddle," Remus started.
"Stop it, I have been Hermione for a while."
Remus smiled a wolfish smile, "I know, but the wall has ears. As I was saying, I noticed that you are out of sorts."
Her friends were out playing Quidditch, she still didn't like flying, in a broom that was. She had recently discovered that she could levitate at will, but only Dobby knew.
The pups had been growling at Remus, dying to sniff him but a little afraid. One chose that moment to approach Remus, who chuckled and bent. "Who do we have here?" He looked at Hermione.
Not waiting for an answer, he bent to pick the fur ball. As soon as Remus' hand was close enough, a flash of light came out the pup stinging Remus.
He yelled in pain. "What or who is this?" he sounded angry. The pup just floated to Hermione, whining. Quickly, it hid behind her neck.
"No idea, they are a present. He told me they were magical," she grinned looking for the other pup.
"Oops," it was busy chewing the bear's foot with great gusto.
"No, no, and no! Baba is off limits, little missy," Hermione reasoned that this was female since she had a pink bow. Hermione picked her up, while it wiggled trying to go back to her chew toy.
Hermione, conjured two harnesses and leashes and a couple dog chews.
"I need to read the scroll that came with them."
"Yes, you must, it would be good to know what you are dealing with. They will be trouble."
She took the pups and sat them on the ground next to her and Brutus, "Stay," she ordered.
"Dream on," Remus chuckled, "he, who is he?" He asked teasingly, thinking that they came from a beau.
"He, Volde...err Tom brought them today."
Remus felt ill thinking that the Dark Lord was there, near him.
"Don't worry, you are safe, always. He looks nearly normal, and I think that Mom loves him." She looked down, her lips trembling, clearly distressed, "I... I don't want him around."
"My dear, he is your father, and he has called for a truce, for now. I found out today that all political prisoners were freed, and their fortunes restated, all thanks to you. You are a hero of sorts."
"I heard some of that. I haven't told you something, but this is on the strictest of confidences. I wish I had told you before, but my mother was here all the time." She waited.
"Of course," he pulled his wand out and made a secrecy vow.
"Thanks. I'll give you the good news first, Pettigrew is dead. All thanks to my big boy, my good dog," she petted Brutus who banged his tail and put his head on her lap. The pups sat by the bigger dog, stuck to him.
Remus' grin was luminous, he stood, went on his knees and hugged the big dog. "I will bring you lamb chops next time." His eyes were suspiciously wet.
"That was an easy death, but it will do. Does Lord Riddle know?" Remus asked.
"Aha, he laughed, just like him. But I must confess that I also made a lot of happy noises, maybe even danced," they both laughed.
"Now, for the not so happy news, Dumbledore murdered all my mother's family..." she told him all that she knew.
"The Order helped him? Harsh," he was going to be sick, "who was there?"
"I don't know. I no longer know what is right or wrong. Whatever happens, I want you to be on my side, I trust you, and besides, you were too young to be there. But, I fought for a murderer. Think about it, Albus sent Sirius to Azkaban, we didn't know him. I feel lost."
Remus was also feeling poorly, the new knowledge made him confused.
"Yes, Miss Riddle, I will be by your side. It would seem monsters are hiding everywhere. You are Lord Riddle's daughter, maybe you can make things change."
"Maybe, do you know something else? I heard that nobody has seen Nagini in a long while. I guess it is..."
"What about Nagini?" Harry asked, just in. The pups who had abandoned the still closed harnesses, were at his feet growling and snarling nastily. He broke out in laughter and started to bend to pick them up.
"I am shaking, very afraid. Please, let me check these tiny vicious wolves." Harry growled playfully at the now enraged pups.
Hermione started to say something, but Remus smiling wickedly said, "Aren't they lovely?"
The following yelps had Remus and Hermione guffawing.
Together Again
Harry's screams were heard by the couple readying to close the bedroom door. Tom couldn't wait, just like the first time years before.
"What was that?" Jean sounded afraid.
Righ after, they heard, "Bad, bad dogs!"
Tom just shrugged his shoulders and grinned. "Nothing, it is only the pups, they suppose to be willful and naughty. Forget about it. Come here my love." He said as he closed the door and pinned Jean against it.
"Are you sure?" He traced her face with his lips, "I mean, you know... McNair."
"Yes, I want to forget." Her legs wrapped around his hips, wanting to feel his hard cock.
He moved his hand, and they were naked. His mouth ate hers while his hand moved up her thigh. He wanted to slide his throbbing cock inside her, but first, "Darling, stop for a second."
She looked at him, "Why?"
Tom had asked Lucius if he should tell Jean about Bella. He omitted Rodolphus, since Tom only allowed the lightest caresses from him, but he liked to watch.
"No, keep it to yourself. You will poison the relationship." Lucius had told him.
"But what if she hears from someone else." He meant Narcissa, since he had witnessed the two sisters having sex, with each other. And how to say it.
Lucius smiled knowingly. "Don't worry, if my wife tells her, I will say she is lying."
Tom nearly wept in relief. He realized that Lucius might be a friend.
If he were a friend maybe it was best to follow his advice.
"Tom, I asked why?"
"Because I am my worse enemy." He kissed her chin and casted a silencing charm.
"If it is about you and Bella, I prefer that you keep it to yourself. It is in the past." He didn't need to be told twice, Lucius had been right.
When she pressed her naked body against his, his body shuddered. He poised his cock between her nether lips. "You are here with me, again. My sweet princess, kiss me, kiss me.'
"Dobby, have you seen Mom, she was here." It was Hermione, Jean's room was a few doors away from the library.
"Mommy, where are you?"
Tom and Jean first froze then laughed, "This is what happens when you have children." Jean told him.
He wasn't about to give this up, hence, in a swift movement, he slid in partially.
Both gasped. "Hold on my love," he whispered and Apparated them into the observatory.
The feeling of her bare skin against his body, her bum cheeks on his hands, and his cock hugged inside of her slick warmth, changed his perception. His entire self was immersed in pleasure.
He sat her on top of a table and moved backwards, only enough to look at her body. He whimpered and shivers ran along his body.
Her breasts were a little larger, and her nipples darker, "Did you feed our baby?" His cock throbbed remembering something he witnessed.
"Aha, " she remembered something, "Imagine, someone stole the bottles of my milk that I kept in the fridge and..., oh gods," she couldn't say more. She looked down and saw her lover's hard sex moving in and out of her. Looking at the erotic tableau, and her lover's aroused face, made her insides melt.
"I wanted to feed after the baby," he sounded wistful. "But the idea is enough," he smiled and bent to take a luscious breast into his mouth, while holding her breast with his hand. He stole a few bottles, here and there, but he would never tell her.
His sounds of passion filled the space. All the years alone melted away. "Darling, so good, oh love." He loved how cock was held tightly inside her warm channel, going deeper with each trust. He raised his head, "Here kiss me, I hunger for you."
His crooked smile made her forget all his known transgressions, "My love, my Tom, I missed you." Her hands ran along his back while pressing him tighter.
They kissed with their mouths, with their bodies. Thet cried for each other. Dark vapors left his body as they moved together.
His eyes opened, he felt lighter, better than ever. He stares at her body when he saw the strange symbols lifting away from her and shooting into the air. He would think what it meant later, not able to think. He was feeling a true climax building up, "Kiss me, never stop."
Minutes later he knew the truth. This was living, it was. He would destroy anyone who would try to separate him from his witches.
Two hours later, it was official, Jean accepted his marriage proposal. Jean's parents manor would be their place of residence and the Headquarters.
Hermione was the first one to hear the happy news.
With a pop, Dobby appeared in front of her. The puppies liked him at once. The eccentric elf, now dressed in a starched napkin, gave both pups and Brutus treats.
Hermione just stared, already in a foul mood.
"Miss Grangy yous Mama says come."
Hermione's eyes lit up. "Is 'he' gone?"
Dobby understood who 'he' was and shook his head, showing his obvious disapproval. Dobby the 'traitor' made head-elf by Tom, who now wore starched napkins and a silk bow around his neck, thought that Hermione was being unreasonably stubborn.
"You are turning into Kreacher," she harrumphed and followed the elf, who mumbled, "Peoples can change."
What she saw made her sick, her mother sitting on 'his' lap, with her head on 'his' chest. Hermione had never seen her mom this happy.
Jean stretched her hand. "Darling, look, Tom was able to locate my family's hidden vault at their Manor. This is my father's family ring."
"I see, Dobby said you wished to see me." Not once she acknowledged Tom. The pups had jumped on Tom, sat each on a shoulder, were licking his face. Brutus, sat by his foot banging his tail.
Hermione was about to scream, everyone was betraying her.
"You and puppies, not many would believe it. Whatever, they are too young to know better." Hermione remarked. But his hurt look made her backtrack, "to understand how lucky they are."
He grinned and patted her arm. "I think they like what is inside my pockets," a piece of smelly dry meat appeared on his hand. "The heart and lungs of a monstrous size rodent that his kind destroys."
Their yapping increased in volume, and they floated to the hand holding the treats. Obligingly, he gave a small piece to each. They ate in one gulp and looked expectantly.
"Go to your mistress," Tom ordered, and passed Hermione a sealed bag with more treats "not to many, it makes them boisterous and hard to control. It is on the scroll, along with their particular powers."
Hermione knew that he was referring to their painful discharges. She covered her mouth to disguise her grin, remembering Remus and Harry's stings. He smiled as well; both were learning that certain things were not for Jean's ears.
"I must read it, thanks again for them, I already love them. You might like their names, Zip and Zap."
He answered, "Good name choice, it's most fitting."
This was the first time father and daughter shared a smile of complicity, followed by laughter.
Jean didn't get the names. Moreover, she suspected that she wouldn't like the reason behind their naughty laughter.
The pups' ability to hurt others with painful discharges was neither cuddly nor funny, nor were their other powers; Jean would later remark after an incident involving the animals. "What is wrong with the two of you laughing at others' distress?"
Brutus looked at his family adoringly while eating the treat Tom just gave him. He let the pups play with his tail; it was a good dog's life. Jean still hadn't seen Brutus in action, the gentle empathic dog stopped at nothing when protecting his family.
The Future
"My child, we have a happy announcement," Tom said looking at Jean. A look which self-righteous Hermione, deemed entirely inappropriate.
Hermione just knew the next words, and her stomach rebelled. She wished this was only a nightmare.