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Time Changes All Things: Now Complete	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 59680 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Author's Chapter Notes:
Nicole, you are such a great beta...thanks for your patience!
To my readers...please hang in there as this story unfolds. There will be many ups and downs for Hermione along the way. Just keep reading!

Chapter 12: Seeking the Truth

�There are no whole truths: all truths are half-truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that plays the devil.��.Alfred North Whitehead

�So, Headmaster Dippet,� asked Tom, �You want the Head Boy and Head Girl to plan and host a Halloween ball?�

The Head Girl, Eleanor Courcy, looked over at Tom and gave a little grin. Tom gave a pasty fake smile back to the Head Girl.

�I hear that it is tradition,� Tom turned to listen to Eleanor, �That the Head Boy and the Head Girl always dance the first dance together at the ball.�

�I am thrilled beyond measure,� Tom gave his phony smile again, �at the prospect of our opening dance together.�

�Tom, you and Miss Courcy must plan the ball and come up with a theme,� instructed Headmaster Dippet. �For it is to be a costume ball.�

Tom grinning wickedly was thinking to himself, �Yes, I think I will come as the Dark Lord.�

Headmaster Dippet noticing Tom�s smile asked, �So, Tom, you look like you have an idea for our theme?�

Tom nodding his head agreed, �I may have an idea or two�, but in his mind he thought, �I could care less about your silly ball, you old fool!�

The Head Girl started clapping her hands and bouncing up and down, �I know, I know,� and she had a stupid grin on her face. �Let�s dress up as famous couples.�

As she continued talking Tom was almost ready to walk out, �I think that we, as Head Girl and Head Boy need to dress as Romeo and Juliet.�

Tom sitting up straight in his seat turned sharply to Elinor and shook his head, �I will be going with my girlfriend to the ball,� he said rather sternly. �Hermione and I will be dressed as a couple.�

Eleanor bit her lip and tried to hold back her tears, �It was only a suggestion,� and the tears started to slide down her cheeks.

Tom stood up to leave and on the way out shouted back, �Get your own date.�

The room was silent as Tom left except for Eleanor�s sniffles.
Headmaster Dippet just shook his head, �I didn�t realize he had such a temper.� He patted Eleanor�s hand to comfort her.

On the way to Herbology class Abraxas tried to catch up with Tom. �Slow down, mate,� Abraxas breathed heavily as he was running, but not quite as fast as Tom was walking. �What has your feathers all ruffled up?�

Snickering and glancing over at Abraxas he explained, �Headmaster Dippet just informed me that I, along with our bouncy Head Girl, have to plan and host a costume Halloween ball.�

�So�what�s the problem, Tom?�

Rolling his eyes and walking faster Tom grumbled, �I don�t like balls; especially of the costume variety.�

Abraxas chuckling just smiled. �One ball will not kill you,� looking over at Tom he added, �Hermione will love it and you can make a romantic evening of it.�

After a moment of silence Abraxas boldly asked, �Speaking of Hermione, have you told her yet about the other night and what happened in the chamber?�

Irritated Tom whispered, �Quiet down, man, no one can hear about what transpired in the chamber.� He shot Abraxas a warning glare.

Nearing the greenhouses Tom stopped and turned toward Abraxas, �I haven�t had a chance to discuss anything with Hermione yet, but I will soon.�

As Tom started walking again he reassured Abraxas, �Don�t worry,� he said wickedly, �She needs to know where she is going to fit into my current plans.�

In Abraxas�s mind he pictured a very pregnant Hermione wobbling around Hogwarts and just shook his head. He quickly followed Tom to the greenhouse hoping that Hermione would at least listen to Tom before she exploded; because he knew that she wouldn�t take to Tom�s plans very well.

As Tom found his way over to Hermione she was laughing with Lucretia and Clarice. For a moment, he was struck by how his insides set on fire when he saw a happy, smiling Hermione

�There you are, Tom,� she gave him a big smile; �I wondered when you were coming?� Tom questioned if Hermione would still be smiling after he told her what Flamina said she needed to do soon.

�So how did your meeting go with Headmaster Dippet?� she asked cheerfully.

�I have to help plan and host a Halloween costume ball,� said Tom with a distinct lack of enthusiasm.

All of the girls started screaming, jumping up and down and talking rapidly about what they wanted to wear and how they would fix their hair.

Tom with a sour face turned to Abraxas, �What�s with females when they hear the words �costume ball�? He questioned. �They all engage in a bout of horse play.�

�Oh, Tom, we will have a wonderful time,� Hermione hugged Tom and he noticed how enthused she was about the upcoming ball. This could be a good thing, to get her in a good mood, in order to tell her his other news.

Trying to get Tom�s attention Lucretia shouted out, �What kind of costumes will we get to wear?� All of the girls turned towards Tom to get any bit of information he was willing to share.

�Oh,� Tom groaned, �What if we all just came starkers and had a Garden of Eden theme? Then we wouldn�t have to worry about costumes.�

�Tom, you are being ridiculous,� Hermione grabbed his hands, �Tell us what the theme is?�

Tom looked down to Hermione and mumbled, �Famous couples.�

Lucretia asked dancing around him. �What was that, Tom?� We really want to know.� Lucretia grabbed Abraxas and started to dip him. Abraxas swirled her around and dipped her instead. Tom just thought that Abraxas wasn�t helping his cause at all by playing along with the girls.

�I said, we are supposed to dress as famous couples,� Tom turned his nose up at the frivolity taking place in front of him. �Frankly, Hermione and I should just come as ourselves.�

Hermione started laughing so hard she was doubled over holding her stomach. Tom was a little put out from her laughter and quietly thought, �In the future we will be a famous couple that will be admired and worshipped.�

Hermione, realizing that Tom wasn�t laughing and also he didn�t look too happy, immediately stopped laughing. She suddenly realized that Tom had been absolutely serious when he had made that statement about them.

Touching his arm she tried to apologize to him, �I�m sorry, Tom. I wasn�t making fun or you or us as a couple.�

Tom looked at Hermione with a little smirk, �You do know that there is no way to escape your fate,� Tom was speaking ominously, �or your future with me.�
Reaching out, his arms encircled Hermione and he held her so close and tight she could hardly breathe. He also brushed the hair back from her face and traced her earlobe playing with her earring.

Leaning down, and tickling her ear with his breath, he softly said, �I�m not angry with you,� he rubbed her back languidly. �We need to talk after class about something important �

Hermione giving a nervous giggle whispered back, �Why does it always make me worried when you have something important to tell me?�

Looking at her seriously he answered, �I guess that is the price you pay for loving me and being my woman.� His eyes bore into Hermione�s waiting for some type of response from her.

Hermione knew from the set of Tom�s jaw that he was dead serious and that this was not a humorous discussion they would be having. �Ok�after class.�

Tom and Hermione made their way to their favorite quiet place, The Room of Requirement. Most people did not know about this mysterious room and they never found anyone using the room when they needed it.

Hermione noticed the early dinner served on a decorative place setting. She also didn�t fail to notice the canopied queen bed back in the far corner. Whatever Tom needed to talk to her about he was making sure to please Hermione first.

First politely seating Hermione at the table, he took the opposite seat of her and smiled as he sat down.

Hermione pursed he lips and shook her head, �Now then�what do you need to say to me that is so important?�

Acting surprised Tom truly acted shocked at her demand, �Can�t we just have a nice dinner together?�

�Oh my��Hermione sputtered, �I know you a lot better than you think I do, Tom Riddle!�

�Does that mean we don�t get to eat dinner together then?� Tom asked innocently.

�No, Tom,� she answered suggestively. �Your needs will be met in every way tonight.� She smiled provocatively at him. �On one condition� I want only the truth from you tonight.�

With a stern look on his face Tom responded, �That�s fair�honesty; but I must ask of you to not over-react to what I must tell you.�

�I promise you, Tom, that I will listen with great understanding and try not to fly off in a mad rage,� she winked at him as she leaned forward and set her wine glass down.

Tom noticed the small grin on her face, �You will try not to fly off in a mad rage? Just try?� Tom stared hard at her. �I need your promise.�

�For Merlin�s sake, Tom�I promise!� Hermione was exasperated. �Would you like me to get down on my knees and promise or would you rather I be in a prostrate position?�

Smirking, Tom�s eyes beamed, �I can think of other things I would love to have you do while on your knees or from that prostrate position.

Rolling her eyes Hermione sighed and continued eating her dinner. Tom watched her as she ate silently not commenting on his sexual remark and not looking at him either.

�Ok�I really want to know what you want our costumes to be like for the ball.�

As Hermione choked on her carrots, she spit them out so she could breathe. Hermione started laughing so hard that tears were spilling out of her eyes and landing on her potatoes. To make matters worse, Hermione could not stop laughing at what Tom had just asked her.

�What�s so humorous to make you spew your food?� Tom asked feeling rather irritated. �I think it is of the essence that we look marvelous at the ball, �Tom reasoned. �After all I am Head Boy and The Dark Lord,� whispered Tom.

�Why are you whispering?� Hermione asked. �There is no on here except the two of us.�

�OK, is this better?� Tom asked loudly, �I didn�t know that you had something against whispering.�

Hermione shook her finger at Tom, �Now you are just being juvenile,� she made a ridiculous face at Tom. �I just don�t want to go to the ball as a well known famous couple.�

�So that means no Romeo and Juliet or Cleopatra and Marc Antony?� Tom was very curious.

�Listen to this,� Hermione had an excited look in her eyes, �I want you to dress up as an Arabian Sheik and I will be dressed up as your Harem girl.�

Tom spit out his wine mid-swallow, �Harem girls don�t wear a lot of clothing.� He shook his head, �I�m not sure that I want all of the males lusting after my Harem girl.�

�It�s just a costume,� Hermione said nonchalantly, �You will look so handsome in the rich robes and headdress of a sheik.� She gave him a very saucy look, �You will be very rugged and intriguing.� Batting her eyelashes at Tom she added, �You need to grow a beard and a mustache to add to the allure of your costume.�

Walking around to Hermione he reached down and lifted her up snugly against him. �I like when you talk that way.� Tom kissed Hermione feeling her lips soft and warm pressing against his. �A Sheik and his Harem girl it will be.�

Tom twirled Hermione around where she could feel his hard chest against her back. She leaned her head back against his shoulder so she could look into his face and she smiled.

�Now what do you really want to tell me, Tom?� Hermione felt Tom�s body stiffen behind her. �I must know the truth. Why did you bring me here tonight?� Turning around, Hermione frowned at Tom, waiting for an answer.

Looking around the room, Tom felt his previous good mood disappearing, having been disrupted by Hermione�s questions. They could not be dismissed lightly and now he needed to tell her all.

Without a word he lifted Hermione in his arms and walked towards the bed. As he gently set her down he shrugged off his robes. Lying next to her he unfastened the clasp on Hermione�s robes.

As Tom bent down to kiss her he was stopped by Hermione�s two fingers on his lips. �Are you planning on shagging me silly and then telling me whatever is weighing heavy on your mind?�

�I think that is a divine plan,� Tom�s eyebrow shot up, �But only if you insist.�

Climbing on top of Hermione he molded his body to hers. Brushing her hands up Tom�s back she tightened her thighs against his.

Slowly undoing the buttons on Hermione�s blouse, he reached around and unhooked her bra. Freeing her breasts, Tom buried his face in her soft mounds. With the tip of his tongue he took the sweet pink bud in his mouth sucking softly. She felt the pure desire shooting straight to her core making her arch up against Tom.

Needing more, Hermione quickly unbuttoned Tom�s shirt pressing kisses all along his chest and laving his nipples. Eliciting a long moan from Tom it was his turn to unzip Hermione�s skirt and slip it off then hurriedly throwing her knickers onto the floor.

Sweeping his fingers at the apex of her womanhood his fingers found her so wet and pushing against him. �More, Tom�Oh Gods�please more.� As he circled her clit, feverishly working towards her bliss, he felt Hermione wrap her legs around his waist.

�Tom, I want to feel all of you against me,� Hermione reached up to unzip his pants and tug them down. Thrusting forward he placed kisses along her neck and down again to her other breast making Hermione feel dizzy. He sighed as she wrapped her hand around him. As their eyes met, Hermione cried out something, which at the moment was incomprehensible to Tom. He was trembling as he thought soon of being buried deep within Hermione. He drove himself into the scorching heart of her, where he knew only he would ever belong. As he breathlessly pounded into her she met him thrust for thrust. Sinking back into her he was feeling a frenzied loss of control.

As Hermione gasped at the urgency of Tom�s propelling force into her boiling core, she let herself soar with each sensation that rushed through her body.

�Come now, love,� Tom said tenderly, �I can�t hold back any longer.� As if given permission, Hermione felt the eruption inside of her that sent waves of pleasure from end to end of her body. As her body signaled completion, Tom followed as his body turned rock hard sending a stream of his seed into Hermione�s womb.

Sinking onto the woman he had chosen as his mate, his head fell into the great mass of soft hair. As he tried to regain his steady breathing, he mumbled against her neck, �It would be brilliant if you became pregnant from our time together; Flamina would be pleased.�

As Hermione sat up quickly she hit Tom�s chin, �Ouch�what is wrong?� Tom held his flaming chin as he felt like his teeth had been shaken loose.

�Who the bloody hell is Flamina and why would she be happy if I became pregnant?� Hermione scurried off of the bed standing by the side of the bed shaking.

Seeing the fury in Hermione�s eyes, he knew that he had made a mistake in the aftermath of his passion. This was the reason why talking and sex didn�t mix!

Hermione grabbed her knickers and yanked them on. �What is going on? Is Flamina your new lover and she wants me pregnant so she can have you for herself?�

Tom�s mind was racing furiously trying to come up with a quick explanation without infuriating Hermione anymore.

�She�s a God�a Goddess,� Tom spoke quickly trying to explain who Flamina was, but bollocking up the whole explanation.

�I�m sure that she is a Goddess to you,� Hermione red-faced grabbed her shirt and skirt throwing them on haphazardly in her anger. �I must be a troll in your eyes if you call her a Goddess!�

Tom jumped out of bed to run to Hermione who was running for the door. �Don�t touch me, you bastard!� She slapped him across the face. �I am tired of you and�the games...and all of the women.�

Tom acting surprised questioned, �What are you going on about, Hermione? There are no other women!�

Hermione, anger rising, shouted back, �Then who is this Goddess�Flamina�whoever she is?� Hermione stomped her feet and butted her chest against Tom�s. Looking down she saw the aroused cock on Tom pushing against her. �How can you be so�so�� she pointed to his proudly erect member �in the middle of our fight?�

Tom groaning pulled Hermione next to him, �This is what you do to me when you get all hot and angry,� he kissed her as if lapping up water that was residing on her lips. �You make me so damn aroused when you become livid.�

With a disgusted look that she shot towards Tom, she said, �Only you would use anger as an aphrodisiac!�

�Let me go.� Hermione wiggled out of his grasp, �I said I wanted the truth tonight�what is going on?�
After an hour of trying to explain everything that had happened in the chamber, Hermione sat stunned.

�You have damned yourself, Tom,� she sat down bewildered. �How could you do this to me�to us?� Hermione continued on her rampage, �Do you not care enough about me to talk things through before you give your soul away? You are a selfish, greedy man!�

Hermione truly was stunned inside as she realized how and why Tom Riddle had become the monster Voldemort. Now it was too late to save Tom. Many nights she had stayed awake thinking that maybe it was still possible to rescue Tom from his fate; but her dreams were lost now. She felt so hopeless; she wasn't able to save Harry, she wasn't able to save Ron and now she wouldn't be able to save Tom. There was no way for her to do battle against a Goddess for Tom�s soul. As the shock overcame her, she felt that her life was ill-fated; destined for unhappiness.

Tom sat rigid, not looking at Hermione, but trying to temper his anger at her words.

�I am not ready to have a baby or to be a mom,� Hermione tried to reason with Tom.

�Did you not listen to me?� Tom�s annoyance rising to the surface, �Flamina said that we can�t wait any longer. Someone wants to take you away from me. �

�So if Flamina said it�then we do everything she said.�

Huge tears fell as she clasped her hands so tightly they were shaking. �I can�t do this, Tom�I won�t do this, Tom.� Hermione got off of the bed. With sadness clouding her face she looked at Tom once more, shook her head and left the room.

Tom standing at the table lifted Hermione�s wine glass. Swirling the red liquid in the glass he said out loud, �You may think that you can�t do this, but the fertility potion I slipped into your drink may help solve this problem for us.�

Putting the glass down he looked up to the ceiling and shouted, �Flamina, Hermione would kill me if she knew the fertility potion counteracted her contraceptive potion.�

Walking back to the bed, he curled up and fell asleep thinking of ways to make things better with Hermione, one more time.

Chapter End Notes:
The ball is heading here soon...it will be in chapter 13 or 14! Thanks dax for the idea about the ball...since this still is a "clich�" fic! ;)

Thanks goes to all of the new readers here at AFF who have been reading and reviewing my story! Keep enjoying it; there is a lot more angst and fun to come!
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