Authors note: I am unsure if Hermione and Tom seem a bit out of character. If they do seem out of character I apologize for that. I had to make the smut happen somehow. If you could give me some feeback on the characterizations of Tom and Hermione I would appreciate it.
Hermione walked along the dark corridors with her arm outstretched. Her wand illuminated the inky blackness of the castle. It was close to midnight. Not a soul stirred in the castle. She didn't meet any prefects on her way to the fifth floor. She stood outside the portrait of the Prefects bathroom. She is head girl so why does this feel so forbidden?
"Pine fresh" Hermione says.
She walks inside the bathroom. The giant tub of water was basically a swimming pool. The soaps and bubble baths and taps were all in the center of the bath. She slipped off her clothes and picked out a towel. She jumped into the water with a splash. She got to work on the bubble bath and the hot water came gurgling forth. Ah silence. She loved the sound of nothing. It spoke to her. Hermione sank down into the warm bubble bath. On the walls of the tub were indents for people to be able to sit. Hermione took a bottle of shampoo and squirted it in her hair. She dunked her head underwater and held her breath and counted to ten. As she reappeared her normally bushy hair lay around her shoulders now soaking wet. As she came up for air the portrait to the prefects bathroom opened. Out stepped head boy, Tom Riddle. Her eyes narrowed. What was he doing here? Anger and indignation rose within her. Tom smoothed down his hair. His perfectly gelled hair was beautiful. Everything about him was annoyingly beautiful. She had come back in time to stop his rise to power. She hadn't counted on him being so good looking. For even Hermione wasn't immune to a pretty face.
"What are you doing here Riddle?" Hermione asked.
Tom slipped off his tie and his robes. He took off his shirt. Hermione gasped. He wasn't going to come in here was he? God, his chest. His fucking annoyingly beautiful chest. Tom turned to her. His dark green eyes were so dark they were charcol. Tom stared at her and smirked.
"I happen to want a bath." Tom said.
"The bath is rather occupied by me right now. Go back to the common room and wait until I get done" Hermione said.
"No, I don't think I will." Tom says.
He continued undressing. He slipped off his socks and his pants. Hermione's jaw dropped. Was he really going to undress? All the way? Hermione bit her lip and turned around. She could still hear the zipper being unzipped and the ruffling of clothes as he took off his pants. She was rather curious. He was evil. And yet she wondered what he looked like naked. She shouldn't be having these thoughts. He was Voldemort after all.
"Tell me when you get in the bath then if you want to be stubborn." Hermione said.
"What's the matter, don't want to gaze upon me in all my glory?" Tom said.
"It isn't decent." Hermione says.
"Whatever." Tom says.
Tom slides into the bubble bath. Hermione gathers the bubbles around herself like a shield. Shit. Nobody has ever seen me naked before. Can he see anything? Can I see him? Hermione peeks over at Tom. She can see his shoulders and chest but that is it. She breathes out in relief. But also disappointment. Do I want to see him naked? She asks herself. Tom swims closer to her. Fuck. What is he doing?
"What are you doing?" Hermione asks.
"Swimming." Tom says.
Hermione peers underwater. The bubbles block anything she is trying to see. She frowns and her nostrils flare. Damn. He is so pretty. He is like an Adonis. What would it feel like to feel his fingertips against her skin? Get a grip Granger. Hermione chides herself. Tom paddles and backstrokes in the pool. He dunks his head under the water. As he comes back up for air and ruffles his hair Hermione's mind goes blank. Oh my god. Look at his face. Fuck.
"Is it alright if I approach you?" Tom asks.
"I suppose it would be alright.?" Hermione said.
Tom swims closer to her. Hermione sits on the lip of seating area in the pool. As Tom approaches Hermione freezes. Is it fear she is feeling? Fear or desire? Goosebumps appear on her skin despite the warm water. Tom sits a few feet away.
"Can I come closer" Tom asks.
"Alright" Hermione says.
This was the closest she had ever been to Tom. He was staring at her. His green eyes were dark like storm clouds. They reminded her of the night sky, or the dark green of pine trees. Tom swallows hard. He looked rather nervous. That is rather ridiculous. Why would he be nervous? He blinks rapidly and runs his hands through his hair. He is breathing rather fast. His face has a faint flush to it.
"Are you alright?"Hermione asks.
"Yep. Never better." Tom says.
He flips between staring at her and not meeting her eyes. What was going on with him? She had never seen him act like this before. He was almost acting shy. Tom slowly scooted closer and grabbed her hand. As their hands touched she looked at his face. He was blushing. Tom Riddle was blushing. His normally carefully crafted and emotionless appearance was now red as a radish.
"I have been meaning to talk with you actually." Tom says.
"oh really, I am all ears. Is there a reason you couldn't talk to me when we were both fully clothed and in the common room. We talk everyday." Hermione said.
"Not like this we don't. I wanted to tell you while I still had my nerve. We talk but you don't seem to... you don't... why don't you like me?" Tom says.
"I like you well enough." Hermione said.
"No you don't. You glare at me and roll your eyes whenever I enter the room. I can't stand it any longer. We only have a month left of school and I couldn't bare to graduate and never see you again. Why don't you like me? I like you." Tom said.
Hermione opened and closed her mouth like a fish out of water. He gave her hand a squeeze. As Hermione felt his warm hand against hers she felt her stomach flip. Was that butterflies. Tom Riddle was making her feel butterflies, absolutely ridiculous. Tom was looking at her expectantly.
"I am sorry. You just remind me of someone I'd rather forget." Hermione says.
"I have been nothing but kind to you since the day we met. You won't tell me anything about your life before Hogwarts. I know the war against Grindelwald was awful in France. Why do you push me away when all I have ever wanted is to be close to you." Tom says.
What he said was true. This version of Voldemort was charming and charismatic. In her three years here he had only been kind to her. But he was still Voldemort. Or was he? He was being vulnerable with her. It was rather odd. Hermione squeezed Toms hand.
"The person you remind me of hurt me. He hurt me very deeply." Hermione says.
"I'm sorry." Tom says.
She wanted to say it's not your fault but it was his fault. Every awful thing that had happened in her life was his fault. And yet in all her time here the past three years he had been nothing but kind to her. They were academic rivals sure. They tried to one up each other on every assignment and they bantered but whatever Tom was talking about now was different. She had stopped him from killing Myrtle and creating any horcruxes. He was a different person than Voldemort. Her timeline no longer existed. Maybe she could give him a chance. Maybe she could see him for the person he is now, and not the man he would become. If she kept him away from the dark arts maybe he would turn out into a different person.
"No, I'm sorry. I have been holding biases from someone else and pinning them on you. That was wrong of me. I used to really hate you." Hermione said.
"You don't hate me now do you because I... I..." Tom stuttered.
"You what?"
"Hermione, I love you." Tom said.
Hermione felt her mind go blank. Everything stopped in that moment. He what? This is utterly ridiculous. He had to be mistaken. Hermione shook her head and water from her hair splashed back and forth.
"What! You lie." Hermione said.
"Its no lie Hermione. We have grown quite close in the three years you have been here. You are simply my best friend. I search for you in every room I walk into. Your warm brown eyes fill my brain. I love your fire. I notice how you have a dimple on the right cheek and not the left when you smile. You are simply the most extraordinary woman I have ever met. I would do anything to be with you darling. I would sacrifice anything. I would do anything if it meant I could be with you" Tom says.
"Anything? Why tell me now? Would you choose me over power?" Hermione says.
"Anything. I would choose you over power in a heartbeat. I love you my darling. I am telling you now because I don't want you to marry anyone else. I know after we leave Hogwarts we have to marry and produce heirs. Its the law. I don't want you to have anyone's heirs but mine. Going a day without your company would feel like a thousand lonely years. You mean too much to me. I want you to be my wife. I want you to be the one I wake up to every morning. I want to fall asleep with you every night. I want you and only you. An heir would solidify our marriage. What say you Hermione? Why not marry someone who loves you? Marry me my darling." Tom says.
Hermione's mind was working at a fast pace? It was true that they were close. She never thought about it that way. If he did truly love her then perhaps it wouldn't be a bad plan. She couldn't go back to her own time. She didn't have long to think on this dilemma. She had always found him attractive that was true. Tom scooted closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. She stared into his eyes. His eyes shined with affection. His eyes drew her in. She felt weak at the thought of being his. She would soon be married off to some man who she had no idea who he was. After the war with Grindelwald decimated the wizarding population it was decreed that every witch and wizard had to procreate and produce offspring. At least with Tom she knew she was safe. With Tom she knew she would be cared for. He might not have much money but at least in this reality he was kind. Kind to her at least. Would he be kind to their children?
"If I agreed to this would you promise you would treat our heirs with love and affection?" Hermione asks.
"I promise on my magic that I would treat our children with respect and love. I know I might not have much compared to the other suitors I am up against. But I love you. I promise to treat you like a queen. I promise to love you no matter what comes our way. I give you my heart. I give you my soul. Will you take them and cherish them?" Tom asks.
Hermione caressed his cheek. Their eyes locked. Hermione swallowed. He was trusting her. She couldn't break his trust.
"yes. I will" Hermione says.
Tom leans in and brushes his lips against Hermione's. Hermione pulls him closer. The kiss deepens. Hermione wraps her arms around him. Their tongues intertwine. The sound of their breathing filled the space. Tom pulls away but Hermione pulls him back in for a deep kiss. It was like a switch had been flipped. All logical thought flew out the window. Tom grips Hermione's hips. His nails dig into her skin leaving small crescent moons. They kiss hungrily. Their breathing turning rapid. Tom kissed down Hermione's' neck. He bites her neck. He licks her neck.
"I want to mark you so no other man will touch you. Can I do that?" Tom asks.
"yes" Hermione breathes out.
She wasn't thinking clearly. If she had been she would have second guessed the decisions she would be making tonight. But she couldn't stop herself. As soon as his lips touched hers nothing else mattered. Any hatred for who Tom Riddle was in her timeline had vanished in this kiss. He was just Tom. Tom Riddle. Not a trace of Voldemort was left. Tom bit down on her jugular until little drops of blood oozed from the wound. He lapped at the bite mark. He kept biting and sucking at the mark. Now everyone would see that she belonged to someone. She was taken. Taken by him.
"Have you ever been with a man Hermione?" Tom asked.
At the question a blush graced Hermione face. The closest she had come to sex was with Victor Krum in 4th year. It was just snogging. She had no experience in this matter. Hermione tensed. She knew he was experienced. Tom had many conquests. She had heard him with his many revolving door of women. Hermione wrinkled her nose. If he had only wanted her why did he sleep with so many people? Did he think that she would just go along with his nice words? She had some self preservation.
"If you only wanted me why sleep with all those other women?" Hermione asks.
"Pardon?" Tom asks.
"You heard me, I know about your many slags that come through your door at night. Why would I be any different.?" Hermione says.
"They were just distractions. Distractions from who I really wanted. Ever since the first day I met you I have been consumed by you. By your eyes and your fiery spirit. I thought there was no way that she would ever choose to be with me so I soothed myself in warm bodies of other women. I should have told you as soon as I felt myself developing feelings for you. I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you. You would be different because you are different. You aren't just some slag who I want one night with. I want an eternity with you. Even eternity will never be enough. Eternity with you would never quench my desire to be with you. I want all of you. I want forever. I want to be in your arms. I want your happy days and to hold you when you get sad. I want a life with you. A life full of love. It's all i want with you. Nobody else compares to you. You are incomparable. You are everything. You are my sun, moon, and stars. You are my universe. Without you I have nothing. Without you I mean nothing. I love you. Truly, I love you with everything I have my darling Hermione." Tom says.
Hermione skootches onto Toms lap and kisses him. He was so charismatic. She couldn't resist him. Tom wrapped his hands around her waist. Tom slipped his tongue into Hermione's mouth. Hermione felt something hard up against her stomach. She pulled away.
"Is that.. is that what I think it is?"Hermione asks.
"What, what is it?" Tom asks.
"You are hard?" Hermione asks.
Toms smirks and laughs. Hermione flushes and looks down but the bubbles of the bath block anything from view. Hermione rested her hands on Tom's thighs. Tom shivered. Did she really bring about that kind of reaction from him?
"I ask again, have you ever been with a man Hermione?" Tom asks.
"No, never. I have heard that a girls first time can be uncomfortable." Hermione says.
"I promise to make your first time pleasurable." Tom says.
"I take it there is no point to birth control then. Since we are getting married." Hermione says.
"I plan on getting you pregnant with my seed. It will be me that gets you pregnant. You will bear my heirs. Unless you want to wait. I can wait however long you need. There is no rush. We have the rest of our lives after all." Tom says.
He was being respectful. He said he would wait however long she needed. She didn't want to wait. It hadn't taken much sweet words to convince her. She had a weakness for him. She met his eyes. Dark green met brown.
"You will be gentle?" Hermione asked.
"I will be as gentle as I can. I won't rest until your belly is swollen with my child." Tom says.
"Very determined aren't you." Hermione says.
Tom smiles and nips at Hermione's earlobe. Hermione shudders. Tom takes her hand and places it on his cock. She can feel his heartbeat with every twitch of his cock. Tom laughs.
"You should see your face right now. I wish I could capture this moment forever. I will forever treasure tonight. The first night of the rest of our lives. You don't have to love me right now but I know you will grow to love me. I have enough love for the both of us. At least for now." Tom says.
"I do quite like you. I think I could grow to love you. I accept your love. I want you Tom. Show me what to do" Hermione says.
Tom takes Hermione's hand and drags it across his cock. He takes her hand and shows her how to pump up and down on his cock. Tom thrusted his hips into their hands.
"If your hand feels this good I can't wait to feel what your womanhood would feel like. I can't wait to be inside you. I want to feel your velvet walls around me. Absolutely delicious." Tom says.
Their hands move faster and faster but in a rhythm. Every so often Tom's hips buck at the friction. He was hard and ready.
"Can I touch you?" Tom asks.
"yes" Hermione says.
Tom grabs Hermione's breasts and palms them. He pinches her nipples back and forth with his fingers. Hermione gasps. He tugs and swirls her nipples with his fingertips. Hermione grabs Tom to steady herself. Tom circles her clit with his fingertips. Hermione shudders. He pumps a couple fingers inside her. Hermione bucks her hips against his ministrations. He inserts three fingers and Hermione whimpers. She clenches her jaw.
"That feels so weird" Hermione says.
"Don't tell me you have never touched yourself. Are you really that innocent?" Tom asks.
"Shut up, I just didn't see what the big deal was. No, I have never touched myself." Hermione says.
"So I am going to give you your first orgasm. Shit! Its my lucky day" Tom says.
Tom continues to pump his fingers in and out of her. Hermione rests her head on Toms shoulder. Tom weaves his free hand into her curls. He pets her head soothingly. He rubs slow small circles around her clit. Hermione hisses in pleasure.
"Can I enter you now? Are you ready?" Tom asks.
"wait, can we talk about it first. I am rather nervous. " Hermione says.
Hermione felt nervous. Her heart was hammering in her chest. She was about to have sex. With Tom Riddle of all people. Hermione hugged him close. She kissed him. She rests her forehead against his.
"What if it hurts?" Hermione asks.
"It might hurt." Tom says.
"I am scared. I have never done this before." Hermione says.
"Hermione we don't have to do this tonight. I can wait. I can wait as long as you need. I want you to enjoy yourself. I don't want you to be scared." Tom says.
"I don't want to wait. I want you. It just scary. New things are rather scary. Please be gentle." Hermione says.
"I promise I will be as gentle as I can but it might still hurt. Let me know if you want to slow down or stop." Tom says.
Tom grips his cock and Hermione looks into his eyes. He slides into her. Hermione begins to tremble. She leans her head into Toms' shoulder. It isn't as painful as she thought it would be but it is definitely an uncomfortable feeling. It feels like he is stretching her in ways she has never been stretched before. She feels full in a way she can't put into words. Hermione whimpers. She can feel him filling her up in ways she has never been filled before. Hermione bites her lips and tries to pay attention to the sensation. Once she feels him settle down he runs his fingers through her hair. He smelled of cinnamon and a musky cologne. It was slightly painful and tender. She grips his back with her fingernails.
"Are you alright?" Tom asks.
"I don't know. This is extremely overwhelming. Give me a moment to get used to this feeling." Hermione says.
"Of course darling. I'm here my starlight. Just say the word and we stop." Tom says.
"No don't stop. Just give me a moment." Hermione says.
Hermione continues to tremble. Tom hums soothingly and caresses her. He rubs her back and pets her head in a soothing manner. Hermione sighs. This feeling felt incredible. To be so close to someone else. He was literally inside of her body. Hermione buried her face into Toms shoulder. Tom softly started to sing to her. It was a song she had heard him sing many times. It always soothed her to hear him sing. It was so comforting. She untucked her face from his shoulder and stared at his eyes. His dark green eyes. They consumed her. They became apart of her. His dark green eyes haunted her. Looking into his eyes felt like coming home. She was home. She had found her great love and she didn't even realize it. All of their previous conversations came back to her. Their fights, their drunken confessions, even their rivalries. All of their previous moments had lead them to this. She felt overwhelmed. She felt tears prick her vision. Her emotions were all over the place. Tears fell from her eyes. Were those her tears? Was she crying.
"oh darling. Let me pull out. I don't want to hurt you." Tom says.
"NO. Don't move. Don't stop hmm." Hermione says.
Hermione burst into tears. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. Her emotions were consuming her. His dark green eyes filled her brain. The kind look in his eyes. Tom caresses her cheek. It all felt so overwhelming. He was around her. He was inside of her. He was everywhere. His smell. His touch. He filled her completely.
"Are you sure you don't want me to pull out?" Tom asks.
"No, don't pull out" Hermione sobbed.
Hermione felt her chest heave. Hot tears bubbled down her cheeks. She kissed him deeply. It was an intense kiss. It was a loving kiss. She tried to tell him everything with her lips. Words couldn't express how she was feeling. She dug her nails into his shoulders. She kept kissing him until it felt like she couldn't breathe. She didn't want to stop. To stop would mean she would have to try to verbalize her feelings. Their tongues bonded together in a dance. She could hear the sound of their breathing. She felt his cock twitch inside her. It made her smile and she wanted to burst out laughing. She was having sex with Voldemort. No, not Voldemort. Tom. Her Tom. As she pulled away from the kiss she met his eyes with her own.
"You can move now." Hermione says.
"Are you sure?" Tom asks.
"Yes" Hermione says.
Tom gripped her waist and thrusted upwards. Hermione moved her hips experimentally. While their bodies moved in a rhythm their eyes never left each other. Their eyes mingled together. The night sky and the earth. Pine trees and dirt. Their thrusts increased in frequency and roughness. Tom gripped her hips and thrust deeper inside her. As their eyes met Hermione could see Toms eyes were filled with emotion.
"Are you normally so emotional when you have sex?" Hermione teased.
"No, just with you. Only with you. You bring out my emotions." Tom said.
Tom rubbed Hermione's nipples and she shivered. Tom tugged her nipples and they puckered and hardened. The combination of the warm soapy water and his ministrations on her body made Hermione gasp in ecstasy. Tom grunted as his pace increased. As his pace picked up so did the furiousness of their love making. The water dulled the sound of their love making. Their tongues intertwined in a dance as their bodies became one. Toms breathing picked up.
"So beautiful. You are starlight and moonbeams and everything that is light in my dark night. God do I love you. I love you so much. I love you. I love you" Tom said.
He kept repeating how much he loved her. Hermione's head swam. He was very insistent with every thrust he said the words I love you. It was romantic and poetic. It was kind of corny too. Hermione decided she could grow to love this man who loved her so much. They would have a few children and have a house in london. Tom continued thrusting inside Hermione. HIs breathing picked up.
"Fuck. I'm so close. I don't think I can hold back. Oh Fuck. Hermione" Tom screamed.
Hermione saw his eyes roll back and his thrusting became erratic. The previous smooth rhythm became faster and harder. Tom was trembling and breathing deeply. His face was flushed and red. Hermione could feel his cock twitching inside her.
"Oh Fuck Hermione" Tom shouted.
Hermione felt his seed spill inside her. It was warm and filled her in a way she had never been filled before. It coated the inside of her walls. Toms breathing slowed and he kissed Hermione's forehead. She could feel his cum inside her. It was an odd feeling. If they kept having unprotected sex a child would surely result. It would just take time. Time and practice. Hermione felt a little disappointed. Is this what an orgasm felt like? It was pleasurable but it wasn't mind blowing? She felt unsure of what to say. As Tom came back down to earth he kissed her.
"Don't worry. I won't leave you unsatisfied. I always satisfy my lovers." Tom says.
"Oh, so that isn't what an orgasm felt like?" Hermione says.
Tom laughs and ruffles Hermione's hair.
"Sweet innocent Hermione, I am going to make you feel pleasure you have never felt before. I hope you are ready. I am going to watch you come undone on my cock. It will be a most beautiful sight." Tom said.
Tom's cock had softened but was still inside of her. He rubbed circles around her clit. It felt pretty good but nothing mind blowing. The more he rubbed the more pleasure Hermione felt. Soon her face was flushed and her breath was coming in gasps. Hermione thrusted her hips and she bit her lip. This feeling was extraordinary. She didn't want it to stop. Hermione grinded into him. He was starting to get hard again. Hermione felt the walls of her pussy spasm.
"oh. Tom. What's happening?" Hermione asked.
"Shush darling. Let go. Give into the pleasure. Let go. Let me feel you come undone" Tom said.
As Tom kept massaging her clit with the pads of his fingers Hermione felt the most pleasure she has ever felt in her life. Her toes began to curl and her eyes rolled back. Her breath came in gasps.
"Oh Tom" Hermione sobbed.
She felt tears roll down her cheeks. Her emotions were in overdrive. Her every nerve felt like it was on fire. She felt something aching in her gut. She felt her stomach clench. Something was happening. The pleasure kept building until finally. She orgasmed.
"Tom. Fuck. fuck. Tom" Hermione sobbed.
Her entire body shook with the force of her Orgasm, Her legs shook, her breathing was ragged. Her mind was blank. For once there were no thoughts going on in her brain. Just bliss. Just pure bliss. It was a few minutes before she could speak again. As they made eye contact Hermione saw Tom was smirking. God, his smirks are sexy.
"So, what did you think of your first orgasm?" Tom asked.
"Can we do it again?" Hermione asked.
Tom laughed so hard he shook. He kissed her and held her close. He wrapped his arms around her back and shoulders. He pressed soft kisses to her forehead and cheeks.
"So you enjoyed yourself?" Tom asks.
"Yes you cocky asshole. I enjoyed myself You really want to marry me and have children with me?" Hermione says.
"More than anything in this world. I want a couple of heirs with you. At least 2." Tom says.
They laid there holding each other in the afterglow. Tom grinned cockily at Hermione's condition. Hermione rolled her eyes. He had such a smug shit eating grin on his face.
"I take it we will have fun getting our heirs sir?" Hermione asked.
"You know what they say. Practice makes perfect." Toms says.
"I think with each passing day I could grow to love you. You are becoming a good man Tom Riddle" Hermione says.
"I am not a bad man, but a good one I highly doubt I am" Tom says.
"I will spend my days with you. I will give you my nights and my mornings. I accept your offer. I will marry you." Hermione says.
"Excellent. How are you feeling my precious future wife?" Tom asks.
"I feel sore but I want to have sex again" Hermione says.
"Are you ready for round two?" Tom asks.
"Yes" Hermione says.
"Then lets get started making heirs." Tom says.