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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 expected him to be angry, but not this angry. She stood calmly stood still while Tom tore apart their entire room. The muggle way even. There were books, feathers, and pieces of papers everywhere. She sighed, waiting for him to calm down. Tom strode over to the wall, punching it. She heard his wrist snap from the impact. His hand was now bleeding, but he paid no attention to it.

To be honest, she was incredibly suprised Tom didn't blame her, or try taking his anger out on her. He really does care about me, she thought to herself. Tom finally stopped destroying things. He stood, his back to Hermione, with his hands tightened into fists. Hermione could see the anger rolling off him. Taking a deep breath, Hermione walked towards him.

She lightly grabbed his arm with the broken wrist. He tried pulling away, but still didn't let go. "Let me heal you" she muttered. He stopped moving, allowing her to do what needed to be done. After his wrist was healed, she continued holding his hand. He needed to calm down before he done something rash. She leaned her forehead against his back, taking a few deep breaths. She was scared, there was no denying it. Whether she was scared for herself or him, she was unsure.

Hermione loved Tom. She couldn't deny it. Everything about him drove her wild. The sound of his voice, the way he held her in his arms, everything. Everything everything everything. She kissed his back, causing him to turn around. He was still fuming, she could tell.

He tried breaking into her mind. She blocked him at first, furious for him to try and do that to her. But she knew he just needed to know. Hermione had to make another choice. Once again, she was at the crossroads for good and evil, darkness and light. There are no extremes of either, yet she had to chose. She locked eyes with Tom, seeing the fury behind them. She loved him, and didn't ever want to lose him.

She let her wards down, giving him access to her mind. He drank everything quickly, like a man who has been starving for knowledge for ages. Memories flashed through her mind. Everything from what had happened since she had been there in the manor, everything she had felt. The issues with Dolohov came into her mind, linking those memories to the issue of the Ministry. Those memories triggered the one of Harry telling her of the prophecy.

She could feel Tom's satisfaction when he listened to the prophecy. Hermione brought forward the memory of Harry explaining the Horcruxes. She could feel Tom's anger building, and she knew he was going to snap again. Harry knew his biggest secret. But the scariest part would be the fact like Dumbledore knew his secret. There would be many things that Tom would have to do now to prevent things from getting any worse. The scene shifted to the incident at Diagon Alley. He saw her make her choice to protect Narcissa, turning her back on the Order. He felt the panic she felt when he faced Dumbledore.

She could feel Tom about to pull out from her mind, but she didn't want him to be in such an angry mood. He was likely to be mad at her for not mentioning the horcruxes earlier. Quickly, she kept him in his mind, bringing forth the moment when he told her he loved her. She projected forth all the raw emotion she had felt. Tom abrubltly pulled from her mind, his lips crashing down upon hers.

Hermione sighed, parting her lips, allowing him entrance to her mouth. His tongue plunged in, exploring her. Hermione moaned, putting her hands into his hair. The kiss was filled with urgency and desire. Tom picked Hermione up, carrying her over to the bed.

She laid down and he climbed on top of her. There was a million thoughts running through her mind. Her hand slid down Tom's body, grabbing his manhood through his pants. Tom growled into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She bucked her hips, grinding up against him.

She wanted him, and she was going to have him, no matter what it takes. Tom broke away from her neck, staring at her in the eyes. She stared back, looking into his own. She swore she could see his soul.

"I love you, Hermione."

"I love you too Tom."

She started kissing him again, more passionately. Tom responded eagerly. She couldn't imagine her life being any other way. She was happy, Tom made her happy. Looking back on her days with Harry and the Order, she never realized how unhappy she was. Harry and Ron used her. Dumbledore used everyone, played them all like pawns. How could no one else see it? Harry just used her for her brains, that much was obvious. And Ron, he just wanted to have sex with her. Everyone in this world was trying to use everyone else. She was sure Tom was trying to use her on some level, but who knew. He seemed to genuinely care about her. And she appreciated it.

Hermione found herself often thinking of ways to please Tom. She wanted to take control. She wanted to prove to him that she could be loyal, but that she could also handle power. She wanted him to share his power with her. It would take time, but she knew he would.

Tom moved lower, pulling off her shirt. Hermione gasped as he captured her nipple in his mouth. "Tom," she gasped, out of breath. She pulled him closer, rubbing up against him. He moaned. She grabbed his head so she could whisper in his ear. "Take me." She growled. That was all he needed before he lost his restraint. He ripped the rest of her clothes off, shedding his as well. He nudged her legs apart, slipping his hands between them. "All ready for me love?" Hermione blushed furiously, knowing she was soaking between the legs.

Tom positioned himself between her legs. "Ready?" He whispered in her ear. "Yes." She answered, but he could feel her stiffen beneath him. "Hermione, relax, I won't hurt you." Hermione nodded, and relaxed a bit. She was still nervous. She knew it would hurt. She remembered the night Ginny came back to the Common Room crying. Her and Micahel had sex, and Ginny pretty much scarred Hermione for life. She knew Tom wouldn't hurt her, he'd be gentle.

She took a deep breath, and Tom enetered her, slowly. First, there was only a slight pressure, then pressure, and then a break. Hermione cried out in pain, clutching onto Tom's shoulder. He didn't move, he waited for her to adjust. He lifted her head, looking at the tear streaks running down her perfect face. He gently brushed them away with his thumb. "Hermione." She looked up at him, her eyes full of emotion. She leaned up, kissing him on the lips gently.

Tom took this as a signal to start moving, so he did. He rocked back and forth slowly at first, then picking up speed. Hermione bucked her hips, taking him in deeper. They continued for awhile, stuck in their own little world filled with bliss. Hermione couldn't believe how good this felt.

Tom knew he was close, how couldn't he be. She was so tight. It had been so long since he's felt the touch of a woman. Now he had a beautiful witch, who cared for him, more than anyone had ever cared before. He was touched. His heart felt like it could burst. He had never imagined he'd feel this way about anyone. But he was wrong, so wrong, about so many things. This little witch was proof of that. She challenged everything he believed in. And he loved in.

"Come for me Hermione." That was all she needed before her body exploded. The feel of her walls clenching around him was enough to send him into oblivion as well. Once they finished, Tom collapsed against Hermione, burying his face in her chest. He listened to her heart race, amazed by the fact he could have this effect on her.

She pulled him closer. "I love you." She breathed into his ear. He nuzzled closer to her. "And I you." They laid this way for a half hour or so, before Tom went to get up. Hermione sat up as well, pulling her clothes on.

Tom went to leave, but stopped. He turned to face Hermione, pulling her close. He placed his hand on her cheek. "Hermione, thank you for telling me the truth. I, I really appreciate what you've shown me. I won't let the knowledge go to waste." Hermione hugged him, kissing him on the cheek. "Just make sure you keep yourself safe." Tom nodded. "There's an inner circle meeting later, I'll see you there." Hermione nodded.

Tom stormed out of the room, his robes billowing behind him. She had to stiffle a giggle. Snape would have him beat, no one could stalk with his robes billowing like him. Hermione walked outside, needing some fresh air.

She was in a state of bliss. She just had sex for the first time, and it was amazing. Tom was gentle, caring, and loving. Everything she could have wished for. She smiled. She had found an unexpected source of happiness in these dark, crazy times.
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