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Heart of A Snake	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 13693 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Meanwhile at HQ...

Molly Weasley slammed her fist down on the table. "Enough! Are we really sitting her arguing about what do to with Hermione? We should be saving her! Not the opposite." Her cheeks with red with anger. Hermione was like her daughter. And to see the Order not wanting to help her, but just leave him in her clutches, how could they!

Lupin sighed, "You weren't there Molly. She has made her choice. She tried using an Unforgivable on me. She dueled with Harry. I." He paused. "I don't know how to say this, but the Hermione we knew is gone."

Molly shook her head. "She's a good girl with a good heart. She wouldn't betray us." Lupin sighed, this conversation was pointless.

Tonks, who had been sitting in the corner quietly, finally spoke. "She changed Molly. She has a good heart, one filled with love and kindness, but that isn't always enough. Her aura has changed, there is darkness around her. I saw it. I felt it. It was dangerous, uncontrollable. She's in far too deep to be saved." Tonks looked down, not having the courage to meet the Weasley matriarch's eyes.

Lupin nodded, "She's right. Hermione is a threat. She's a threat to Hogwarts, the Order, and most importantly, Harry. She knows too much, and..."

Molly shook her head, refusing to believe them. "Please, don't say it."

"She needs to be taken care of, immediately."

Molly stood from the table, her eyes full of tears. "I refuse to believe any of you. She is a child! No mistake is too great that their life should be forfeit."

"As the Muggles say, she dug her grave, it's time for her to lay in it." Moody growled. He was furious the girl had betrayed them all. They had a hard time keeping up with the war to begin with, and this, this was just going to make it so much worse.

Molly shook her head and stormed from the room. How could they be doing this? Hermione wasn't evil. She was one of them. She shook her head and made her way upstairs to fold some laundry. She was so stressed out. Her poor Ronald had taken off with Harry a few weeks ago and no one knew where they were. Her poor babies. She knew she shouldn't coddle them so, but she did.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, the conversation was still going.

"What do we do next? The wolves are not rallying to our cause. We have nothing to offer them." Lupin sighed, waiting for someone to put in their input.

Moody growled, "Dumbledore has lost it. He knows where Potter is, but Merlin only knows what they are actually doing. We need to take back the ministry! That is what needs to be done."

Tonks sighed, "Alastor, we can't. We aren't strong enough to launch a full blown attack like that."

"Well, someone better figure something out before we lose." Lupin growled as he got up to start pacing. "Harry better know what he's doing," he mumbled under his breath.

At the Manor..

Hermione felt him, he was everywhere, all at once. Tom caressed her mouth with his, rubbing her lower back with one hand, the other tangled in her wild curls. Her eyes were closed, savoring every moment. The feel of his tongue on hers was cool and burning at the same time. She could feel the passion building in her. He ran his tongue over his lips, making her shiver. She felt as if she was out of this world, having an out of body experience. She nipped his lip, causing him to pull back.

Tom was smiling. He was actually smiling at her. She smiled back before she grabbed his head, pulling him closer. He began to kiss down her neck, sucking on the sensitive flesh underneath her ear. A moan escaped from her lips. She pulled at his hair, letting him know just exactly what he was doing to her.

Tom began kissing lower, untying her corset with his hands. She now had access to her cleavage. He looked at her, his eyes full of passion and desire. Hermione pulled his shirt off over his hand, caressing his muscles. He is in such good shape. She moaned again.

Tom removed the rest of her top, leaving her underneath him in a dark green bra. She's beautiful, a goddess, he thought to himself. He lowered his head to her neck, sucking before whispering, "Slytherin looks good on you Hermione." She chuckled before captivating his lips with hers. While kissing, Tom reach around her, undoing the clasp of her bra. He finished and the straps fell off her shoulders. Tom quickly removed in, leaving her exposed. Her nipples hardened due to the cold.

He stared at her, taking her in. "Beautiful," he murmured. Hermione blushed and went to cover herself, but he pinned her arms down. He lowered with mouth to hers, and moved one of his hands to her breast, cupping it. He caressed it, rubbing his thumb over her nipple causing her to moan.

"Tom..." Hermione breathed. His moved his head lower and took her into his mouth, causing her to gasp. His hand moved out to grab the other, kneading it. Hermione began to pant. This was unlike anything she had ever felt in her entire life. She never expected this to feel so good.

Tom's teeth grazed across her nipple, nipping at it. Hermione's back arched, moving her body closer to his. The feeling of her naked chest pushed up against his caused Tom to moan. Hearing that sound, that heavenly sound, come from his lips was enough to cause Hermione to be completely consumed by her desire. She wanted him, every cell in her body was screaming for him to take her.

Tom began kissing lower, trailing kisses down her stomach. He went to pull down her pants, but stopped when Hermione tensed up. His went back to kissing her neck. "Relax," he commanded. She nodded, letting him take control. He made his way down again, pulling his pants and undies off in one swift movement.

He stared down at the beautiful witch beneath him. He was lucky, he truly was. Hermione was young, beautiful, incredibly smart, had a perfect body, and she was filled with passion and fire. He knew this was her first time, and he wanted her to enjoy the experience. His needs could wait, he was filled with the desire to fulfill hers.

He kissed her way down, and gently nudged her legs apart. In a flash his mouth was upon her. Hermione moaned, "Tom." He kissed her and licked at her, giving her all the pleasure in the world.

Hermione put her hands in his hair, tugging on it, gently at first, then she became more aggressive. She could feel the passion building inside her. She couldn't hold it back. She gasped, feeling the pleasure wrack through her body. Her body burned and tingled, she cried out his name.

Once she finished, Tom kissed her once more down there before making his way up to her, pulling the covers over them. He pulled her to his side, cuddling her.

Off in the woods somewhere..

"Harry, you do it! I can't!" Ron sighed, pushing the sword toward Harry. Harry shook his head, pushing the sword back to him. Harry wasn't sure where the sword came from, but he suspected that Dumbledore had something to do with it.

Harry looked down at the locket. They needed to destroy it. Voldemort was getting more and more powerful. He needed to be stopped. "Ron, it affected you the most, you have to be the one to do it." In truth, Harry didn't know if he could. He was terrified, Ron was too. But Ron had to do it, he had to be the one.

Ron held the sword in his hands. Taking a deep breath he asked, "What do you think will happen?" Harry shrugged, "I'm really not sure Ron. Just do it already."

Ron grunted, he didn't know why Harry was making him do this. This was Harry's job, not his. But Ron did as he was told. He lifted the sword high, and screamed as he plunged it into the locket.

At the Manor..

Tom had suddenly cried out in pain. Hermione sat up, terrified. He clutched at his chest as he screamed. Hermione wanted to do something, anything to help him, but she wasn't sure of what she should do. She called a house elf, telling them to fetch Snape. She quickly pulled on a robe, not wanting to make things even more awful than they already were.

Within moments, Snape burst through the door. Hermione turned to him, her eyes full of tears. "Severus, he won't stop flailing around. Please, help him." He rushed over to attend to his friend, checking him over. "Hermione, I can't find anything wrong!" Suddenly, Tom stopped screaming, his eyes wide in horror. They closed.

Hermione's heart froze, terrified to think of what had really just happened. Snape ran a few diagnostic spells. He turned to her. "He'll be fine Hermione. Let's go for a bit, he needs to rest." She nodded and followed him out of the room. They made their way to Tom's study, and Hermione muttered the password, allowing them both in.

She collapsed in a chair, putting her head in her hands. Snape sat across from her. "He should be okay," he stated. She didn't say anything. She didn't move either. In fact, Snape observed, it didn't even look like she was breathing. "Hermione...?" He moved toward her. He gently touched her shoulder before her head snapped up, revealing her tear stained eyes. "It'll be fine." She shook her head.

"I just felt so helpless. I didn't know what to do, and it terrified me. Brightest witch of the age my arse! I couldn't help him." She started crying harder and got up to pace back and forth. Snape didn't say anything, knowing her rant was going to continue. "I just had this idea in my head, that nothing would be able to hurt him. But that was a mistake, he can get hurt. And I didn't do anything but just watch." She grabbed at her hair, pulling.

Snape got up and rushed over, grabbing her hands and holding them tight. "Hermione, no one is invincible. Now please calm down. I don't need you pulling your hair out and hurting yourself in any way. Sit down." She simply nodded and allowed him to walk her back to the couch. She sat down on it, taking several deep breaths. She was having a mental breakdown. Taking a few more breaths, she closed her eyes. Within a few minutes, she began breathing heavily. She had fallen asleep.

Snape sat in the study with Hermione. He didn't want to leave her when she was so vulnerable. He grabbed a book and started flipping through the pages to keep himself occupied. A few hours later the door opened and Tom stormed in. He was about to yell but stopped when he saw Hermione asleep in his chair. He sighed and walked over to her, picking her up.

Cradling her in his arms he carried Hermione back to their bed, Severus following behind. He walked in, placing her on the bed gently before turning to speak to Severus.

"How are you feeling my Lord?" Snape asked, bowing his head.

"Fine, I don't wish to talk about it right now. It can wait until the morning." Tom stated and walked back into his room, closing the door in Snape's face. He was angry and just wanted to sleep. He felt like crap. Crawling onto the bed, he pulled the covers over the two of them, scooting closer to Hermione. He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. Wrapping his arms around her, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning Hermione woke up feeling a pair of arms around her. She smiled, closing her eyes again but immediately sat up when she remembered what had happened the night before. "Tom!" She shouted as she wrapped her arms around him, causing him to wake up. "Mi, go back to bed," he grumbled. She shook him, "Tom, how do you feel? I was so worried." Sensing she wasn't going to let it go, he reluctantly sat up.

"Hermione, I feel okay now. Yesterday, though, I don't know. It was the worst I've ever felt. Shooting pain in my heart, I couldn't breathe." Tom looked into her eyes, seeing they were filling with tears. He pulled her into his lap, cradling her. "Shhh. I'm fine now." Hermione simply nodded.

Hermione laid in bed with him, thinking. She felt comfortable in his arms. She felt safe. She snuggled in deeper when it finally hit her. She jerked away, her eyes snapping open. Tom looked at her, full of concern. "Hermione?"

She got out of the bed and started pacing, thinking.

"Hermione?"

Silence.

"Hermione! Answer me!" He shouted, causing her to stop and turn to him.

She shook her head, paced a few more times, then stopped. She knew he would be furious if she didn't tell him. But he'll be even more furious when I do. She took a deep breath and turned to him.

"Tom. I know what happened..." She paused, scared to continue.

He nodded in encouragement.

Taking a deep breath, she continued. "Well, when I was still with the Order, Dumbledore gave Harry a mission. And I think I know what it is. He never told us, but I had some guesses. I didn't think they were true, but apparently they were."

She stopped, her breath coming fast. She was scared.

"Well? What was it?" Tom pressed, becoming impatient with her.

Hermione whispered the next word, afraid of what would come next. "Horcruxes."
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