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Boarding Schools & Beetles.
Riddle demanded that we walked to Hogsmeade, versus flooing to the new boarding school. He claimed that a walk would do me good. I grudgingly admit that the crisp October air was quite refreshing as we silently trekked towards the village.

“ Your hair shimmers in the sunlight Hermione, it’s beautiful”, Tom murmurs softly, his dark orbs view my blowing curls in the cold air.
I stare at his amazement and I feel my cheeks warm at his observance.
“Yes, I’m noticing more Fae changes as time progresses. I assume you're staying for the entire opening ceremony?”, I stare at his form as I await his answer with stilled breath. Riddle has allowed me free creative reign constructing Hogwarts’s Muggleborn Boarding School and I knew a few snags were ahead of us.
“ Yes my lioness, We shall have the Daily Prophet there, as well as a few influential purebloods.” , Riddle smirks arrogantly as he grabs my arm and continues to lead me down the leave strewed path.

The Boarding school looked like an average cottage with soft blue window ledges and potted flowers planted throughout the front. I choose a secluded pathway near the post office that had a few smattering of cottages and a sparkling pond filled with lilies and fat toads. The school was the last cream cottage on the end. A tiny thing really, nothing magic couldn’t fix, however.
A sign near the front of the door etched in silver pewter stated:
Hogwarts Boarding School for Muggleborn Children.

It was a beautiful cottage and a perfect home to keep Muggleborn’s safe. I quicken my pace as we reach the perimeter. The front of the white gate has a huge red bow across the entrance and I quickly duck underneath and run to the front doors. I pause for a moment; my hand is rested on the elegant pewter handle.
I haven’t seen the inside yet, I mainly gave Riddle my ideas and constructed everything else, I was nervous yet excited. I quickly turn around and glance at Tom, he is still strolling down the dirt path, clearly enjoying my jumpiness as he runs his hands through his silken hair. I push the door open and I’m greeted with a beautiful view.
The inside of the cottage is exactly how I described to Tom. The entrance alone is bigger than the entire cottage.
I seriously love magic, I think as I take in the greeting room, the room that will first welcome new magical children into our world.
The room was large and circular, with high vaulted ceilings that showed off the four higher floors and the ceiling was charmed to look like the Grand Hall’s, although bright blue skies graced this entrance room. The windows were high arched and stained with the four founders visages, the only founder who was missing from their window was Salizar Slytherin, I notice this as I continue to glance around the opulent room in awe.
The remaining founders are shown smiling and waving at me, Ravenclaw is expectantly proud, her long dark rivulets of hair billow around her frame as she waves at me softly. Gryffindor proudly displays his chest armor and sword of Gryffindor; his golden mane blows gracefully in the breeze. Helena Hufflepuff is depicted with her House’s cup and she seems to be brewing a potion as she laughs and her plump cheeks turn rosy. I curiously observe as I take in the rest of the room, a huge crystal chandelier littered with sapphires, rubies, emeralds and gold topazes give off the impression of jewelweed colored sparkles of light throughout the circular entrance. I continue to the large winding staircase, it reaches all the way to the fourth floor. The first floor holds the area where the children and staff will have meals, the room was vast and full of comfortable round tables and chairs. I decided to not put much influence of Hogwarts houses until they were sorted their first year. My main goal was to acclimate these children in the magical world versus starting house rivalries. The rest of the first floor housed the common room and the very large library, it took some arguing and pleading with Tom before he agreed to allow the Hogwarts library and the boarding school’s to be linked magically; that way the children could borrow books during the summer.
The second and third floors housed the classrooms, teacher’s quarters, my office, and a gym area, Riddle insisted that he wanted his " mudblood" spies to be physically fit as well magically adept. The fourth floor was where the children’s rooms were and extra space for storage. I currently had fifty rooms that housed four children each, I also charmed the Cottage to add more rooms when the time is needed. It was simply perfect, and I was very happy with the outcome. I return to the circular entrance to observe Riddle standing near his ancestor's empty window, he seems to be lost in thought as I view his composure.
Riddle stares in thought before turning towards the direction and smiling darkly before saying,
“ I take it everything is up to your standards? I assume I would have heard if it wasn’t by now…”
I rush into his arms and hug him fiercely. Tom huffs at my impact before wrapping his arms around my frame and breathing into my jasmine laced curls.
“ Everything is perfect, thank you so much Tom”, I whisper as I breathe him his cinnamon and ink scent… Simply divine he is.
“ Yes well… your welcome. I simply enjoy seeing you happy, although you do understand this is more for my gain than anything hmm?”, Riddle says mischievously as he leads me back outside.
“ Yes I understand that you will be using these children as spies but still I prefer the idea of muggleborn children being first-class citizens, so I will take what I can get from you”, I smile back as I observe the slowly gathering crowd outside.

Rita Skeeter and her photographer from the Daily Prophet are here, as well as Malfoy Sr, a sour Bellatrix, Severus Snape, Rosier, Dolohov, Draco, Blaise, and an array of random wizards and witches.
Draco and Blaise slowly nod in my direction, choosing to stand away from the group near an array of dark green trees.
I smile softly towards my two comrades before glowering at the Rita and her murmurs, it seems she has brought her infamous green quill.
“ Why does she have to be here?”, I ask quietly to Riddle as we walk closer to the group. Tom follows my gaze towards Rita before smirking.
“ Yes, well I thought it would be enjoyable for Ms. Skeeter to publish today’s ceremony. I remember reading about her writings during the Tri-Wizard tournament... she’s not bad, although I do believe she made Potter seem more impressive then he really is…” , Riddle teases.
“ She also lied about me and my love life! Stating that I was juggling Potter and Krum… the evil witch!”, I glower on and Riddle chuckles deeply.
“ Yes well, libel at its finest my dear, that reminds me that I need to find that Krum bloke and rectify his choices in women…”, Riddle stares at my wide eyes and smiles.
“ Riddle you simply cannot kill everyone that I’ve dated… we didn’t even know about the prophecy then”, I whisper this softly.
"Who said anything about killing my dear", Riddle just smirks before gliding towards Bellatrix and Malfoy Sr.
I’m about to finish our argument before I hear a very familiar booming voice.

“Her’mione is dat yeh?”
There here! My heart leaps as I turn around to a beautiful image.
Near the pathway stands a few of my old comrades and the new faculty of my boarding school.
Out of the three figures, Rubeus Hagrid stands the tallest. He looks the same as when he was the games keeper of Hogwarts, his towering frame was followed by his moleskin jacket and a slobbering Fang. Professor McGonagall stands upright and rigid, her brown and silver hair remained in her elegant bun. Time has added lines to her face but besides this, she smiled in her soft brown robes. Remus Lupin is the last recognizable face, and my tears finally flow as I view his battered frame and shabby robes. He smiles at me softly as I approach them and the muggleborns they brought with.
I am relieved because they have received my letter! The boys and I knew that the three of them were in hiding with a majority of the muggleborn runaways from England. We also knew it was safer that we didn’t know the location, just in case we were captured. However, I didn’t know if they would come to the boarding school or not. I could have easily been forced to write to them explaining everything. I knew that Lupin would know I was genuine, however.
I finally cannot take it anymore and began to run towards my friends. I’m swept up by Hagrid and given a rib-cracking hug as the air is wooshed out of me.
“ I knew yer were alive Her’mione, eh just knew it! eh told yer all that she wasn’t going to back down from no fight, I tell yeh!... How’s ‘Arry and Ron faring Mione”, Hagrid booms as he continues to hug me in a death grip.
“ Hagrid let the poor girl go so she can tell us!, Hermione my dear I am so proud of you…I was so worried about you after we heard news of your true heritage..”, McGonagall says softly before hugging me as well. I notice that she has lost much weight. I quickly hug Lupin before finally breaking down in tears.
I was so relieved, I knew now that they would look after every single muggleborn child that presided here.
“ I’m so happy you guys are here, it’s been so hard doing this all by myself. Harry and Ron are safe for now. I cannot say much, however…” , I stare back at Riddle who seemed to be watching our reunion with dark eyes. I observe that Riddle, Malfoy Sr, and Snape are slowly approaching the new group of people.
“ Hermione we will talk about this on a safer date, we are so proud of you and all that you have done in such a short time. You make Gryffindors all-around proud to share a house with you” Lupin says this as he warily eyes the approaching trio. He urges the Muggle-borns to stand behind him and Hagrid.
“ Her’mione he doesn’t hurt you does he? b’cuz eh will squeeze his pale little”, Hagrid growls before McGonagall gives him cold look to be quiet
“ Hagrid I can take care of myself, I promise. Riddle is well he’s still Riddle…but I’m working on him… baby steps shall we say”, I turn and observe that they are a few feet away. I can tell from Riddle’s magic that he wasn’t too happy about the surprise guests.
“ Hermione, it seems Voldemort isn’t too happy about our arrival…will the children be okay?”, McGonagall asks sternly, she views my gold collar
“ Yes well… I haven’t specially told him you guys will be helping me run this school…I’m sure he will come around though…and here we go”, I turn around and smile at Riddle with the most innocence I could muster.
“ Hello!, I’m sure everyone already knows everyone correct?”, I say this as I view Riddle’s subtle irritance. Severus and Lucius stare darkly at the small group of refugees.
Lord Voldemort gradually stares at the three adults, eyeing each one with calculated silence, before viewing the handful of muggleborn children cowering behind.
“ Well well well Hermione you certainly have been busy….Minerva, it’s been so long since I’ve been graced with your presence. I take it you still tolerate no nonsense? I also see you have brought along the half-giant and werewolf…how charming. , Riddle smiles back innocently.
McGonagall stiffens slightly before raising her chin and replying haughtily,
“ Voldemort, It seems you have not lost your ambitious views from school. These are a fair portion of muggle-born children who have been in hiding since your… acquired reign. I take it they still have amnesty and will be allowed in this newly constructed school?”
I notice the change in the air, the magic surrounding us was stifling and strained.
Riddle stares darkly at the group before eyeing my pleading eyes. He finally sighs.
“I must admit I am quite irate that you have all found a way to hide from my advances, I will have to talk to my Death Eaters about their lack of certain skills…however I promised my Hermione that I shall behave, so you are welcome here…that is if you can agree to my will? That won’t be too hard?"
Riddle says this darkly, never leaving my eyes. I swallow thickly before replying
“This will be no problem, I have already discussed with them their positions. McGonagall will be the Headmistress of this boarding school, Lupin will be the Defense against the Dark Arts professor, and Hagrid will take over ground duties. I haven’t figured out the remaining professors, but time shall come.”
I finish with pleading looks to my three friends, I really needed them to agree to Riddle’s ultimatum. He was allowing so much however they needed to submit to his powers. No easy feat for stubborn Gryffindors. I can sense the anger and rage wafting from Hagrid and Lupin. McGonagall glares at Riddle before finally nodding her head in agreement, Lupin soon follows, and Hagrid grudgingly agrees as well.
Riddle shows perfect teeth as he smiles in triumph, “ Excellent, shall we finish this ceremony? come children lets see your new home shall we?”
Riddle smiles awkwardly at the children as he ushers the lot towards the gathered crowd and press. The muggle-born children are quite hesitant and remain stalled. Riddle stares for a moment with a raised eyebrow before swishing his wand and changing their ragged clothes into robes like Hogwarts, although slightly less formal.
“I do believe I said move children, you will learn soon enough that I do not like to repeat myself”, Riddle says darkly before grabbing my wrist and turning towards the cottage entrance.
This could of went worse I think as we begin the politics.
After the newly clothed muggleborn children were directed in front of the cottage did Emperor Riddle began his speech. I tried my hardest to keep my smile and not throw up, however, Tom was quite good at swaying the masses and it was sickening. They ate every single one of his words with trusted eyes and strained smiles. sycopanths
“I have decided to open this Muggleborn boarding school for ages seven to eleven. This way we will ensure that every magical child, regardless of blood status, has the right to learn and enhance their magical prowess. This will not only help the magical community become unified, but it shall strengthen our community over all others. Magic is Might.”
Riddle finishes and winks at me as everyone begins to applaud. I subtly roll my eyes before flicking my wand and cutting the velvet red bow from the gated entrance.
I breathe deeply… I did it… they are safe.
The remaining time was used to answers carefully crafted questions from Rita Skeeter and pictures were taken of Riddle and myself in front of the cottage, the children were used as background props and I was mildly disgusted. Surprisingly Rita Skeeter was overly pleasant throughout the whole interview, she even went as far as to try and regain my favor, however, I straight up told her I’d rather pull out my teeth than spend any more time around her then need be… she didn’t like that too much but thought It was smarter to keep her mouth shut. Riddle of course thought it was halirious.
“Hermione my dear, I must leave you to your project, I’m sure that your new faculty and students will need time to get accustomed. Shall we move training to later tonight?”, Riddle pecks me softly on my cheek before heading towards Severus and Bellatrix.
I observe Riddle’s confident demeanor with a soft smile before heading inside the school, I look at the dazzling chandelier before heading to the dining room. I had a lot to do…

That went better then I expected. I quietly observe as my Hermione walks into the new boarding school. The muggleborn children and her ragged friends are all inside. I must admit I was enraged that Minerva and those half breeds remained hidden underneath my nose for so long, no matter I planned on reteaching my Death Eaters the subtle science of doing their damn jobs…
“ My lord, I really think it’s time to look for Potter!, he cant be far from here..?”, Bellatrix whined, I could just feel a headache coming forth... This witch was seriously more trouble than she was worth
“Bellatrix must I keep telling you that Potter is of no importance to me, right now Severus’s project and the Unseelie door are of utmost importance. Now do be a good commander and go instill fear on the masses…go on before you ruin my mood”, I say this as I rub my temples. Being a dark wizard was taxing.
“Yes my Lord”, she pouts before apparating on the spot. Seriously Lestrange needs to control that deranged woman.
“ My lord, I take it you still wanted to have a private word with Ms. Skeeter before we head over to my lab?” , Severus drawls deeply as he leads me back towards the castle, he reaches into his robed pocket before procuring a tiny glass jar.
My mood instantly lightens as I take the jar and observe the frightened beetle inside. I gleam darkly before replying,
“Ahh yes, Ms. Skeeter I’m an avid reader… I have heard of you and my little lioness hatred towards each other”, I shake the glass slightly and the beetle wizzes around in fear.
“Severus, I do believe we shall see if Animagus forms can become permanent over time, or do you think my theory is null?”, I ask softly as Ms. Skeeter tries to break the glass in vain.
Severus sighs before replying “I’m sure we shall find out my Lord”
“Yes we shall”

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My Anchor.

“ Majority of the land is empty, like your father mentioned. However, we are staying on the path he laid out. I’m sure there are Fae still alive out there. Ron says he can feel someone watching our journey, yet we haven't had any problems so far...We still have about a two-day travel before we reach Oberon’s portal…How is everyone on your end M’ione?”
I lay in a patch of bright sunlight and Harry lays next to me as he lazily plays with my brown curls. I have my eyes closed as I soak in the sunlight from this quiet forest. I quickly catch him up to date on everything happening on Earth. He was quite happy about Hagrid, McGonagall, and Lupin still being alive and now helping me at the boarding school, his bright green eyes sparkle in the sunlight and my stomach lurches. I must tell him…
“ Harry…” I murmur softly as I feel tears collect.
“ What’s wrong Hermione? It’s not Riddle, is it? Has he been an evil git again? I thought you said that he treated you fine… I swear on Merlin I will destroy hi-”, Harry begins
Harry looks at me softly as we begin to watch my glittering tears silently fall onto the soft plush grass beneath us.
“ It not Riddle…well it is but he’s not mean to me, I mean yes he’s a dark sociopathic wizard but he’s been treating me better than anyone would expect…I just…I wanted to…” I feel a lump in my throat and the tears began to brim over. How will I ever be able to explain my feelings…
I feel Harry lift my chin and my gold orbs stare into his emerald ones.
“Hermione, you can tell me anything, you know that…we’ve been through too much for you to ever think that you couldn’t”, Harrys smiles softly and I burst into tears.
Harry was perfect… he was patient and calming and brave and yet I still loved that monster…
“ I love…I love him, Harry… I love Riddle and I can’t stop…I’ve tried…He’s my opposite in every way and I crave him…need him…I’m… I’’m sorry Harry”, I peer through tear-stricken eyes to see the pain evident on Harry’s face.
It's as if my words have slapped him awake. His eyes grew wide at my jumbled words as if he couldn’t believe me… he eventually stands up and walks towards the trees around the perimeter.
Harry begins violently punching the nearest moss-covered tree in rage. He screams loudly as his face reddens and his knuckles drip with blood, the fresh wound looks unsettling is this beautiful forest. He stops his pummeling and just stares at the dripping blood. His eyes are dark and forlorn.
“ Harry…I’m sorry..I’m-”, My voice wavers as I view Harry’s violent demeanor.
“ When…when did you fall in love with Riddle? Before or after he raped you M’ione?”, Harry whispers darkly. His voice was thick with malice.
I flinch and bite my lower lip hard. Wake up, Hermione…

“ He let Neville live Harry…Neville killed Nagini years ago, but still, Riddle let Neville live at the Deat-“
“DO YOU THINK RIDDLE ALLOWED LONGBOTTOM TO LIVE FROM THE GOODNESS OF HIS HEART? IM SURE HIS ULTERIOR MOTIVES WERE FOR YOU TO FANCY HIM!”, roars Harry, his face is red as his eyes spill over with grief and hatred.
“Harry you weren’t there, Riddle’s eyes …he looked sad to see my unhappiness…he let Neville go for me, even though he waited all night for his very demise…Harry, I know you won't understand-”
Harry turns around quickly and grabs my face softly as if he knew there was no reasoning.
“Hermione, Riddle knows what he's doing, I've been inside his head! His thoughts…are dark. He's selfish and manipulative… He wants to consume you. Wake up please…we're going to get you away from his grasp…just hold on” , he whispers softly as he stares into my tear stricken eyes.
How can I explain to Harry that I know…I know Tom was dangerous… I knew he was dark…he was power itself… yet...he was mine to balance.
Riddle was my drug.
I swallow the lump in my throat.
“ I know…I”, my voice falters...
“ Are you still in love me with M’ione?... or has Riddle stolen that too?” Harry whispers softly as he refuses to look away from my tear-stricken form.
“ Harry…” , I began softly.
Harry scoffs and turns around; his eyes are red from holding back his own enraged tears.
“You don’t have to say anything else, its shown in your eyes M’ione… I guess he has truly taken everything dear to me…”, Harrys whispers softly as he stares back at his shredded knuckles.
I try and reach for his bruised hand before he turns away with hardened eyes. My heart pangs with cold.
“ No matter I will continue with the plan and when the time eventually comes I will kill Riddle…he doesn’t deserve to be loved by you Hermione”, Harry stares at me with hurt filled eyes before turning towards the path.
“ Harry…please…don’t go”, I whisper as tears freely fell now. I couldn’t lose Harry, he was my remembrance of home…of better times… my anchor.
“I’ll see you at the Halloween ball.”, with those hardened words, Harry left me in the silent forest.
I cried for hours before I deemed myself mentally ready for another day with Riddle.
I was becoming monster myself.
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