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Heart of A Snake	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 13692 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Hermione sat on the edge of the bed. Freaking out, of course. Tom had kissed her! But more importantly, she had kissed him back. She replayed the scene over and over in her mind. Where did she go from here? Did she kiss him again? Pretend it never happened? She knew she felt something for him.. but did he feel something for her?

Hermione thought back to what Hagrid had once said about Tom and the Dark Arts. "When a wizard goes over ter the Dark Side, there's nothin' and no one that matters to 'em any more..."

She shook her head, knowing that that isn't true. It couldn't be. She ws dark, wasn't she? Yet I still care. But maybe I'm not dark enough, but Tom is. Maybe Hagrid is right, maybe Tom doesn't matter to me at all.

A few tears fell from Hermione's eyes, but she quickly wiped them away. It's so foolish for me to sit here crying about nothing.

The door opened and Tom entered. Hermione turned to look to him. She stood as he approached. She looked up at him, her big brown eyes full of confusion. He placed his hand on her cheek, almost lovingly. Hermione stared at his eyes, she swore she could see his soul, if he even had one.. of course he does silly.

Tom broke the silence. "Hermione, I have to leave, but I'll be back as soon as I can. Okay? Don't disappear on me, or else." He said the last part in a slightly threatening tone. She nodded and then he apparated.

Hermione decided she'd take a walk into the gardens. She noticed a big beautiful rose. She walked over to it, and inhaled. It smelled beautiful, so full of warm and life.

Hmmmm. Hermione thought. I can feed off of life and magic, I wonder if I.. She reached out, touching her hand to the flower. She closed her eyes, focusing her energy. She could feel the flower dying, transferring its' energy to Hermione. When she opened her eyes, she saw the flower wilted. Hermione frowned, feeling sorry for the flower, but it's just a flower.

She stood, noticing that she felt different. She felt more.. free and airy. She giggled, loving the high she was on from the plant. She laid back into the grass, staring at the shapes of the clouds in the sky. She used to do this with her parents when she was younger. They'd take her for walks in the park, and they'd lay in the grass seeing what creatures they could find.

Hermione started to cry. She didn't want to, but she just couldn't help it. She missed her parents so much. I wish they were still alive, so they could be here for me. She laid in the grass, thinking about all the fun times they used to have together. Her father used to take her on his lap and tell her stories about the elves and magic and all sorts of mythical things. She remembered his face when she found out she was a witch, and that those mythical things were real. Her parents were always so proud of her, and she tried so hard to please them.

I wonder if they would still be proud of me? She pondered. Yes, I think so. They'd love me, and tell me to follow my heart, which is exactly what I'm doing.

Hermione got up, her stomach was growling and it was time for dinner. She made her way to the dining room and met Draco on the way there. "You okay Hermione?" he asked once he noticed her puffy red eyes. She nodded, "I was just thinking about my parents.." Draco put his arm around her. "I'm here if you need to talk. I can't even imagine how I'd feel if I lost my family." She nodded, and the two of them took their seats at the table.

Narcissa was already seated and talking to Bellatrix. Hermione inwardly groaned. She hated the woman, and Bellatrix definitely hated her back. Once dinner was served everyone ate in silence, but she could feel the daggers Bella was sending her. Hermione ignored her, not wanting to cause a scene.

After dinner, Draco escorted her back to her room, making sure one last time she was okay. She was glad she had Draco to talk to. He was a really nice boy, even though he was a git while they were in school.

Hermione changed into some shorts and a tank top and crawled into the silk sheets. She wondered when Tom would be back, and if they would sleep together. They haven't in awhile because of her back, which still pained her. But she would survive. Hermione thought about how her "friends" betrayed her. They made her so angry.. she wasn't the traitor, they were! She would get them back. She thought about her parents again, feeling the tears fall. She cried and cried until she passed out from exhaustion.

A few hours later, Tom walked into the room. He was hurt, stupid Potter boy got him.. Tom took his shirt off and went to go into the bathroom, but stopped once he saw Hermione's face. Even with her eyes closed, he could tell they were red and puffy, as if she had been crying for hours. Tom crawled onto the bed, and grabbed her. He pulled Hermione into his lap. Hermione stirred, trying to clutch at Tom's shirt. However, once she opened her eyes she saw she was just clawing at his stomach. His very scultped stomach..

Tom smirked, knowing what she was thinking. "Hermione, what's wrong?" She shook her head, "I miss my parents. That's all. I don't want to talk about it." And that was true, she didn't want to cry anymore. He looked at her. She went to wrap her arms around him, but when she touched his left arm, he hissed in pain.

Hermione turned the lights on with her wand and looked at his arm. There was a gash there. "Tom! You're hurt!" He chuckled, "I know that." She placed her wand at the spot and began to mutter the countercurse. He stopped her. Well, he tried to stop her. She swatted his hand out of the way, and cured him. He sighed. "Hermione, I could have done that myself, you know."

She smiled, "Of course, but I wanted to." Hermione snuggled up closer to Tom, but he scooted away, turning on his side.

Feeling rejected, Hermione flipped over so she'd be facing the wall. If he wants to be that way, then fine. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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