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Riddles Reparations

Little Red Riding Hood.
Ginny.
I needed out of this paradise, I've been trapped here with these fools for almost two years…. They were so naive to the depravity of life... they never held court with Riddle, some things never left you after that.
Somehow, I held my demons at bay, my dreams were the only place where I felt at home…normal. There I had a purpose, I was given a reason to…pretend I’ve found salvation. I was ready for the end. I needed …no yearned for chaos.
I raise my eyes to the tall shadow obscuring my view of Luna and Neville kissing in the lake, they giggled as they floated in the summer waters, carefree and happy…pathetic really…I couldn’t wait too…
“Gin lets go for a walk?”
I snap my eyes to my brother Ronald, my only surviving brother... my only family member... he stood with his hand outstretched concern in his eyes. Ronald was weak… I hated him for his continuous attempts to try and “fix” me…I was far from saving… I was damaged.
These fools needed saving from their own stupidity, there was no way they could ever stop Riddle…Hermione was so stupid to think he wouldn't stop this all. I’ve been possessed by him and knew...understood his darkness... it’s real Ginny...everything here is real.
  I put on a sickly- sweet smile and grab his hand with an airy giggle. It was far easier to fake happiness then worry the gang with my problems.
“Sure, Ron! Let's go scavenge berries, Neville has been showing me which were poisonous and which were safe to eat, I’d like to make mums famous berry tort if I can” I notice Ronald’s eyes pain at the mention of our murdered mother.
My mind wanders to then, it tended to do that a lot... I was there at court when she and Fleur were torn to shreds by Greyback’s pack. I still remember their screams of torment, my mother’s eyes never left mine as her throat was ripped out savagely. Fleur’s death was much slower, perhaps because she was so pretty. She begged in French as an imperiod Bill, crazed from a combination of lust potion and Greyback’s alpha control... Bill stripped the flesh from her bones with careful precision as the pack lapped at her wounds… it took about two hours before she was barely anything but a pretty skeleton, I can still hear her soft please to end it all... I still remember how guttural Bill’s scream was after realizing he had murdered his wife under his uncontrollable lupine form. He slit his throat with his long claws and I watched as curtains of blood fell onto the marble floor and Fleur’s body like beautiful black rivulets…
Ginny you're away from that now…this is real…this grass is real…this sunlight is real…your safe and you have a job to do…
I urge down the will to vomit as I bury those thoughts away. I shake my head clear and hug Ron tightly. He startles at my embrace, not accustomed to me being so touchy. He grabs me tightly.
“Gin, whenever you're ready to talk about what you went through I, ’m here…I'll always be here.”, Ronald whispers softly into my heavy red hair. I use this embrace as a way to stare at Luna, from the lake, she stares back with questioning eyes.
She was really starting to be irksome, following me whenever I left the cottage at night … her eyes would always stare at me with a knowing gaze... as if she saw my darkness.
Relax Ginny she couldn’t possibly know your feelings…and if she had any dreams besides her vague ones you would know about it by now. They would abandon you...
I watch with predatory eyes as Luna stares at my brother and I walking into the heavily shadowed forest. I smile sweetly and wink at her before turning my blood red locks with a sweeping motion behind my back. Harry yells for us to hurry up and I challenge Ronald to a race down the leave strewn path.
I had berries to pick.

A Narrow Escape.
Zabini.

I hated watching Hermione with him.
It was worse than seeing her with goody two shoe Potter.
These two years passed with me stoically following Hermione’s every movement when possible. I wouldn’t push the matter of courting her anymore, I was a patient man. However, I would touch her elbow softly or brush her curls softly back... all things I’ve discovered made her shiver, thanks to my pensive and the combined memories of Hermione I formed. She never said anything about the birthday gift given to her last year, however, she did gift me with a vial of her own memories on my November birthday. The held her very own memories of me. They were not many, however the ones she did have portrayed me in an attractive brooding and mysterious look. Apparently, she really liked my intelligence as she had many memories of our shared classes, our discussions on athermancy after she would sit in on many of my lectures. My favorites were when we would be enjoying a drink with Draco in Hogsmeade, I could tell she liked when I smiled because she had many memories of that, and I didn’t smile much.
Circe! I wanted to kidnap the witch and never look back, yet I knew that was impossible due to Riddle’s control over here, and I didn’t mean that snake collar. Riddle had Hermione completely, she was clay in his hands. I respected her will to still carry out this wedding and binding of Riddle, I knew it was quite hard for her to go against her desires. Hermione Granger was irrevocably trapped underneath Voldemort’s toxic magic but she was fighting hard, although her head was barely over dark waters. I would fix that eventually, however.
I was on my way to meeting our dark ruler, I was summoned earlier this morning by word of Severus Snape. The latter was silent as to why the magical leader of the world wanted a word with me. I knew it had something to do with the lioness and I wasn’t going to lie I bloody was nervous. We were literally a day away from binding this snake and I really didn't want to die a horrific death just yet.
I enter the Chamber of Secrets throne room and am met with Lord Voldemort being measured by a very timid elderly wizard. The wizard was measuring Riddle’s long legs and magically writing down the numbers with a quick quill. Emperor Riddle turns at the sound of my boots on the marble flooring. I bow deeply awaiting his word. I seriously hated the politics and would rather spend my time in the lab.
“ Ahh, Zabini rise my boy and let me take a look at you” I rise and step forward.
“ My Lord, I am so humbled to be in your presence, how may I be of service?” I asked automatically, I was ready to get this over with. I was ever grateful for the ring Draco gave us two years ago, I haven’t dared remove it from my neck since first putting it on. Riddle stares at me for a few minutes and I try to calm my racing heart. I knew exteriorly I looked cool and calmed, yet internally I was freaking out. He finally smiles and it looks quite foreign on his sinister face.
“ Now now Zabini must everything be about business? I'm just curious how you’ve been my death eater, do tell me how your lovely mother is?” , I swallow the lump in my throat, I notice his implied threat quite clearly.
“ My Lord my mother is quite fine, she has remarried though I’m sure the man will mysteriously die before the year is up.”, I reply while watching the elder man begin measuring Riddle’s arms. Riddle stretches his arms outwards before laughing deeply.
“ You know Zabini, I've always liked you…in fact, you remind me of myself a bit.” , Riddle turns around pushing the elderly man aside and walking towards me with dark cooling eyes of obsidian.
I highly doubt I’m anything like you…you’re a depraved monster. I think although my lips pull forth the opposite.
“ My Lord I am honored at the compliment, I could only wish to be held anywhere near your level of power and might” I spew forth with a deep bow. Upon rising Riddle grabs my shirt roughly and stares into my eyes.
I soon feel him searching my mind…you will find nothing of importance Voldemort. I feel his icy magic painfully gaze through months of my memories, the ring allowed me to pull forth what I wanted and hide those I didn't. I wasn’t stupid however, I allowed a few memories of Hermione to pull forth. Mostly those of her in class and one or two of her during current pureblood socials… nothing that portrayed my affections for the beautiful women.
I eventually grimace at Riddle’s intrusion of my mind, it was like icy claws raking through my head, I bite my cheek as I dared not break his gaze. Riddle plays over the images of Hermione, trying to find anything that would justify ending my life… like he really needed a reason. He eventually grows tired and rips away, I groan at the unlatching and knew a migraine was coming.
“ You adore my Hermione”, Riddle says, not asking but stating the obvious. I bow to my knees before replying.
“My lord, I know my place and would never lie to my Lord, I believe that Princess Heartland is quite charming, she is intelligent and powerful, as well as compassionate for the lesser creatures of this world. I had a slight crush on her during school, however that has now turned into admiration and a duty to protect my future queen. I would never overstep my place and think I was worthy enough to take her from you” I lie smoothly. One does not survive in the snake pit without knowing how to lie seamlessly. I await Riddles response with eyes to the ground.
“ Avada Kedavra”, whispers Voldemort.
…
I slowly open my eyes and am shocked to see that I’m not dead, nor a ghost. I quickly stare up at Riddle and see that he has murdered the elderly man. The old wizard didn’t even see it coming, his eyes were glassy and his quill was still writing down his murderer's measurement. I stare at Riddle in quiet fear, scared to even blink lest I infuriate him more. He stares at me with eyes of epic evil, I feel consumed by his pure power and I truly feel sorry for Hermione, how could she handle this all? I jump as the quilt finally falls to the ground, along with the parchment, as if finally realizing their master was dead.
Riddle finally smiles “ Zabini, you are a true definition of Slytherin. A fine example of preservation my boy, I was going to kill you if you denied your adornment for Hermione… I don’t blame you, my faithful follower, she is quite a beautiful creature…so sweet yet powerful... so wild yet easily malleable… Just remember that she’s mine and the next time I see your eyes rest on her longer than I like, I will personally make sure your death is prolonged to an eternity of torment. Is this clear?”, Riddle crucios me for good measure and I writhe on the floor in absolute anguish for what seems like hours before Riddle finally lets the curse up. I spit up a mouthful of blood, having bitten halfway through my lounge to control my screams, he was known to prolong the torture curse if we cried. I count to five before rising stiffly from the marbled ground. I bow once more as I wipe the blood from my mouth.
“ Yes my Lord, thank you for the reminder,” I say stoically as I watch him step over the dead man and sit upon his throne of black. He observes my silent demeanor with amusement.
“ You may go Zabini, however you will handover fifty-one percent of your company Ouroboros Research Inc, consider it your wedding gift to my bride and me,” he says darkly.
Now this throws me off guard since I was quite meticulous at hiding my magical research lab in Italy. I tighten my fist ever so slightly yet Riddle notices and smiles deeply.
“Oh yes I know about your lab, I know everything, Blaise.”, his eyes grow darker and I shiver at his darkness.
“Yes my Lord, I should of thought of this before, please excuse my ignorance.”, I stare back with frosted eyes, yet I was no fool and kept my anger under control. I was no bloody brash Gryffindor and I would swallow my pride to live another day. Riddle observes my simmering anger as he twirls his wand menacingly.
“ Yes quite the preserver you are, I grow tired of you, leave my presence,” Riddle says loftily be conjuring a glass jar and observing a fluttering beetle inside with shadowy eyes. I was ignored as I bowed and turned towards the long strip of black marble that lead towards the surface.
Well, this could of went way worse I ponder sarcastically before apparating to the medical wing.

Red Wedding
Hermione.
December 31st.
Once again Narcissa Malfoy has done an outstanding job. I was simply beautiful, my wedding gown was a shimmer of ivory and gold and clung to my body perfectly before trailing behind me in a long trail of shimmery fabric. My hair was straightened and hung to my waist in soft romantic waves. Upon my head was a subtle gold crown of flowers interweaved with tiny gold snakes. My makeup was subtle yet accentuated my soft pink lips and almond-shaped eyes perfectly. I was utterly breathtaking.
Hodgy was fretting over my gown as I waited the time to for me to walk down the aisle and marry Tom Marvolo Riddle... Hermione Riddle still tasted foreign on my tongue.
I did not know where the wedding was to take place, Riddle told me the location was a surprise. He did promise me that the guest list was small so I was relieved at that. My thoughts drift to what must be done after the wedding, Riddle’s banishment to Tir na nÓg. I had everything ready and planned to stupefy Tom and apparate him to a secluded clearing in the forbidden forest. Draco and Zabini knew the location and had all the supplies needed to alter Tom.
“ Miss it is time”, says Hodgy with tears in her eyes. I smile before hugging her softly.
“Goodbye Hodgy, take care of yourself”
“ Miss I will be here when you and Masters Riddle arrives!” Hodgy says through tears of joy. I smile sadly before taking her hand and heading towards the black lake.
“ Yes, of course,” I say softly.

&&&

Near the lake is an elegantly arched door of white marble and it appears to lead to where the ceremony will be held. The air is frigid with ice as I’m led to the door. Hodgy gives me a bouquet of soft white magnolias before hugging me and ushering me through the door. I take a deep breath, calming my nerves before walking through.
The air instantly turns from frigid to summery warmth. I notice a long path of gold and silver petals that lead down a winding path. I was in a beautiful forest surrounded by a thousand fireflies that seemed to light the path and surrounding area in a gorgeous glow. It was drawing close to evening time and the blood moon was sure to be here.
I followed the winding path of petals, my heart was beating so loudly I could feel the blood rushing in my ears. I’ve taken three calming draughts since this morning and I was still jittery, I didn’t know it if was because I was marrying Tom or because I was soon to betray him... I push the thoughts from my mind as I approach a small clearing.
Beautiful wasn’t the word.
The clearing was surrounded by millions of gold, silver, and ivory flowers scattered in a large circle. Fireflies were scattered all over and gave the area an ethereal glow. The trees ended halfway through the circle and before me was a grand view of mountains and a huge valley of rolling green hills. Waiting at the beginning of the clearing is Lupin who grabs my arms and continues to walk me down the aisle in a slow procession.
“ Hermione you look beautiful and if you're happy then we are too, just remember to never change.” He murmurs softly and I hug him fiercely before willing back my tears and looking towards the rest of the small crowd facing me.
There were about fifteen people here, I continued to walk down the trail as I passed Draco, a sour looking Blaise, Severus, Narcissa, Rowle, McGonagall, Rosier, a blubbering Hagrid, and a few other death eaters I assumed Riddle deemed important enough to attend. However, my eyes were strictly on Tom’s own, he was gorgeous in his all-black suit that fit his body perfectly, his hair was waved back and he had a white tie that stood out starkly against his dark form.
His intense gaze made me shiver and I soon began to feel his magic lap at my bare feet before fully encasing me in raw power, I unleash my magic and see him smile subtly at my auras touch. His eyes never left mine as he took in my appearance in awe. I approach Tom and Malfoy Sr on a high silvered dais where Lupin bows respectfully before heading back towards Hagrid, who by now has soaked through his quilt size handkerchief.
“Hermione you are simply stunning my love,” Tom says throatily before grabbing my hand.
“ Thank you, Tom, you look handsome as always and this place is beyond words... it’s simply” I can’t even explain how beautiful it was.
“ This place doesn’t even compare to half your beauty Hermione,” Tom whispers to me before we turn towards Lucius. I feel my heart pang before burying the guilt deep within me.

Malfoy clears his throat before saying in a clear voice. “ Today we are gathered for the union of Emperor Riddle and Princess Heartland. A union that shall forever be marked in wizarding history, thousands of years from now when we are but dust they shall continue to reign in supreme power. A perfect match fated by destiny. If any mortal objects now is the time to say so or forever hold your peace.” Lucius waits only a second before continuing, I stifle a laugh, anyone who objected would likely be dead before they even registered a second syllable.
“Will your majesties please face each other” Lucius says
Tom and I face each other, and I smile softly before holding his outstretched hand.
“Will you Tom Marvolo Riddle take Hermione Jean Heartland as your wife, will you vow to protect her from all danger and provide for her until the end of time?” Lucius says while looking at his master, yet Riddle’s eyes are on me, have been on me from the moment I have entered the clearing. He stares at my gold eyes for seconds before saying clearly.
“ I do.” He says with a wolfish glint in his dark eyes.
I shiver as his magic caresses me playfully. Malfoy turns to me, his shiny silver hair swishing at the movement.
“ Will you Hermione Jean Heartland take Tom Marvolo Riddle as her husband, will you vow to be a supportive wife who will dutifully care for him until the end of time?” , Lucius says astutely
My throat tightens as my head begins to swoon and I close my eyes tightly.
I loved this man, no matter how much I wanted to deny it. I loved his wit and his smile. I loved his touch and his thoughtfulness. I even loved his manipulative nature at times, I loved his power and his darkness was addictive. I accept his flaws as my burden. I loved Tom Riddle and wanted to consume him... yet I knew he was dangerous and to care for him I needed to save him from himself…oh to hell with it all!
My gold eyes snap open and I see a nanosecond of fear rush over Tom before he raises his eyebrow in question.
“I do” , I murmur before giggling at the way Tom licked his lips. I feel a strange tingle wash over me and know it’s the marriage bond taking place.

“Would you two like to exchange vows?”

Riddle smirks, “Yes, however, I’m a very private man”, at these words he waves his hand and a transparent bubble appears around our two forms. I stare in confusion as well as a couple of the spectators.
“Tom what are you-?”, I begin but he grabs my hand interrupting me.
“Hermione I have much to say to you and can’t come off as weak so I’ve charmed our area to only show our shadows for now, at least until after our vows,” he says with amusement.
“Seriously Tom? It’s our wedding! I’m sure no one will assume your weak!” I laugh before blushing at his gaze.

“Hermione I’m a dark lord, now listen my dear... Hermione, you are simply everything I never knew I needed. It frustrates me completely how I’ve grown attached to you over these years. How could a woman who is the complete opposite of my nature compel these senses out of me? Hermione, I know that I’m nowhere near a good man and you know that I will never be anywhere close to that... yet you accept me as is, you accept my dark flaws and murderous rage. You have balanced my darker tendencies out, I don’t completely like the calming effect you have on me at times, however, I enjoy your company so I accept it. Hermione Heartland I would tear this world down and reconstruct it in your image if you wished it, I would burn for a thousand years if it meant that no harm would befall you. Hermione Heartland I am utterly smitten with you. There is no one worthier than you to be my wife.”, at this Tom slides a delicate gold band around my finger and tears flow from my eyes in soft a patter, adding to the already blossomed flowers below.

“Tom... I’m scared for what our future holds. I know our union will not be easy... yet I accept that as I accept your nature. I will be the light for both of us, I will balance your dark tendencies. At first, I viewed my capture as my life ending yet I know now that it was only the beginning of an eternity with a man I never thought I would ever love. Tom Riddle, I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you, wherever that may lead, whatever that might entail... through the times we try to destroy each other and through the times when we are so consumed that we are one. I will save you from yourself, Tom... I love you, because I see under that hard exterior, even something that you cannot see Tom.”, I slide the black Slytherin ring onto his left hand and my fingers tingle at the touch. I look into his eyes and I’m startled to see a softness in them, he grabs my neck and crushes his lips to mine in such an intensity that I moan before wrapping my arms around his shoulders and melting into his embrace.
The bubble must have disintegrated because I hear a soft round of applause and Lucius announces.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I proudly proclaim the union of King Riddle and Queen Hermione Riddle.”
Tom and I are in our own world as we consume each other, our magic combines in a flurry and swirls around us in such a fury that flowers and fireflies are strewn around wildly in a whirl of energy. Lucius is knocked off the podium at the intensity of our powers and lands at the base in a fluff of flowers.

Riddle apparates us from the clearing and we land on a bed on soft red rose petals, there has to be about to a thousand scattered in a softly lit patch of forest. Riddle stares hungrily at me and I vanish our clothes with just a thought before opening my legs wide. Riddle growls with lust as he pounces onto me like a predator capturing his prey. I moan deeply as he kisses and nips my throat while thrumming his hands on my clit masterfully. I keel at the pleasure and plead for more, Tom inserts a finger inside of me and strums my G spot while nipping at my hardened nipples. I growl throatily as he pulls back my long hair, exposing my neck for his pleasure. Tom continues to massage my clitoris with his thumb as he sucks my neck and breast with maddening lust. I almost orgasm when he begins speaking in Parseltongue, his long hisses vibrate across my throat and I whimper as I feel the intense vibration all the way to my core.
“ Yesss Tom” I moan at the intense pleasure I feel and I rake my nails across his back drawing blood. Tom hisses at the pain before ramming his thick member into my slicked entrance. We both moan deeply at the feeling and he soon begins a skilled pace that has me thrown over my cliff of pleasure in minutes, I moan loudly as I orgasm hard. Tom latches onto my mouth and swallows my moans of ecstasy whole. His eyes are clouded with dark lust as he continues to push to the hilt. I run my hands through his hair before returning his kiss deeply, I was utterly lost to our union… I wanted this forever! I wanted to be joined for all eternity!
The rose petals around us begin to rise around us and we are surrounded in red silkiness, our magics were simply a chaotic swirl, there was no telling where one ended and the other began. My eyes were rolled into the back of my head and my back arched at the intense pleasure racking throughout my body. Riddle grades his fingers softly over my throat as he views me in the throes of passion, his black eyes drink in my whimpered moans of pleasure and he softly kisses my clavicle and neck whilst still pummeling into my heated core.
“ You are so beautiful my Queen, come for me again”, he whispers, as he kisses my throat again before violently biting my neck. I come instantly and my walls clench around his veiny member skillfully. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and ride out my peak of pleasure as he magically lengthens my orgasm, he clenches his teeth and grabs my hair as he pushes through the clenching of my walls and I moan at the intense pleasure… I could die from the intensity of it all. Before long Tom follows me over my fourth plunge and spills his seed inside of me, I moan gutturally as I feel the warmth of his fluids between my twitching walls. The rose petals fall softly like snow around our conjoined bodies. Tom kisses my forehead softly before wrapping his hands around my waist and we drift off to sleep on the silken bed of flowers...damn the wedding reception I think sleepily.

The Waiting Game.
Ronald.
It's been three hours, Harry and Luna were almost done replicating the complex rune needed to bind Voldemort for three days, giving us enough time to escape. Hermione explained that she did not know how powerful he would be just that he would most likely be changed and forever bound to these frosted lands…something about Unseelie powers having the chance of making him darker, like that was even a possibility was even likely. I watch as Harry directs Luna’s outer circle to look exactly like M’ione’s drawing. His green eyes were scrunched in concentration as Luna etched swirls into the ice. I turn to Ginny, who was staring off into the forest lining with blank eyes, I was bloody worried about her, she still won’t open up to me…to any of us about her time under Voldemort’s reign. My baby sister was changed and it scared me. She pretended to be fine however I knew she was anything but. Ginny was distant and her eyes were void of the fire they held in her younger days.
“ There, it looks exactly like Hermione’s drawing.”, Harry says while helping Luna up and brushing his hands off. The rune was a huge circle with four smaller circles spread evenly about the middle one. There were weird symbols that I did not understand strewn throughout the circles and the whole rune glowed a soft white against the dirty snow and ice packed earth. I felt uneasy in this forest of snow and wanted to get back to our makeshift camp we set up along the path close to here.
“ What now Harry?”, Neville shivers, holding Luna close to warm the shivering waif of a girl. I glance at Ginny who was quite interested in the newly created rune and was running her fingers slowly over the newly puckered earth. I turn to Harry to hear his answer.
“ Now we wait for Hermione, she made me promise that we would be nowhere near this area when she arrives, Malfoy and Zabini will be coming with her and Riddle so I guess we should head back to the camp and wait for them.”, Harry says stoically before leading the way towards camp, he leaves a trail of soft lights to help lead Hermione to us after trapping Voldemort. Luna and Neville follow Harry hand in hand. I begin walking too before turning around when I notice that Ginny wasn’t following. She was still near the rune, circling around it with blank eyes.
“ Gin? Come on its cold out here, let's warm up by the fire.”
Ginny's eyes snap to mine and she nods her head before following me towards the winding path back to camp. The rest are ahead of us by about a few meters, it's then that I notice a faint dripping sound. I look at Ginny and notice that her right hand was bleeding profusely.
“ Gin your bleeding?”, I say with concern and I try to reach for her hand. She pulls away and wraps her hand around her heavy robes.
“ I’m fine Ronald, I just knicked my palm on a jagged rock when I was checking over the binding rune…I wanted… to make sure there was no way he could escape and come after us” , Ginny says fearfully before walking ahead into the clearing of camp and sitting near the fire, she gazes at the fire Neville has started, her brown eyes danced with the fire as she becomes transfixed at the way the flames leapt and licked at the kindling. I shiver as her brown eyes look like the flames themselves… I wanted my baby sister back.
“Harry, how much longer” she murmurs, never taking her eyes for the dancing flames as she held her bleeding hand.
“Not much longer Ginny, I promise.. Episkey.” Harry says before sitting next to her and began healing her wound.
“Yes, I suppose not much longer”, she says to no one as she watches Harry’s magic knit her skin back together crudely. Harry wasn’t the best at healing spells, that was more M’ione’s skill. Bloody hell I missed that brilliant witch… she would know how to fix Gin…
Luna stares at Ginny with cryptic eyes before heading into the dark forest to relieve herself.

Riddle’s Binding.
Hermione.
I wake to red everywhere and I’m confused for minutes before I remember that I was still deep in the forest with Riddle. The sky was blood red and the rose petals on the scattered floor give off the impression that we were in a red void. I turn to Tom, who was still sleeping quite peacefully with his arm wrapped tightly around me. He looked at peace now, almost normal and it pained my heart that I would be banishing him. Yet these past couple years his power has grown too strong and too much blood has been spilled from his horrific reign. I push his waves of hair back before kissing him softly on the lips. His eyes open and he stares into my golden eyes for seconds, though they feel like an eternity of torment.
“ Hermione…”, Tom says knowingly. My magic nips at his as if in apology and I put my left hand onto his toned chest before staring into his sleep-clouded eyes in pain.
“ Tom…I’m sorry and I’ll accept your retribution for this… Stupefy”, I murmur softly. Tom’s eyes widen a fraction before going blank and closing. The red sky gives his skin a devilish gleam as tears fall from my eyes onto his bare skin. I conjure our wedding garments back on before laying next to him and apparating us to the Forbidden
&&&

We arrive in the clearing I made earlier in the week, the rune was already constructed on the ice packed dirt. Draco and Blaise stand at my arrival.
“We thought you may have decided not to follow through Granger?” Malfoy says while taking in Tom’s unconscious form before staring back at my troubled eyes. Blaise observes from a distance as he begins emptying the pack of everything we needed.
“ No…I know what needs to be done… let’s just get this over with.” I murmur while waving my wand and moving Tom’s unconscious body into the middle of the giant rune circle. I lay his body with his legs together and his arms crossed across his chest. Blaise and Draco begin setting each element in the designated circle around the bigger circle that will hold Tom’s and my body for the transformation. Blaise hands me a silver dagger with passive eyes and I run the dagger across my right palm, not even flinching at the sting. My blood matches the red ground, the moon was at its strongest and the entire clearing was bathed in an eerie glow of blood red. I waste no time removing his top clothing and drawing the runes needed to change Riddle onto his skin with my blood. Swirls and blunt lines that I memorized years ago. I step back and view my work. Tom looked like a pale-skinned demon with red blood covering his upper body and face in Fae rune patterns.
“ Bloody creepy Granger” , murmurs Malfoy. They have finished setting the elements up and I check over their work. The dragon’s fire was glowing brightly in the etched circle above Tom’s head. The mermaid tear was below his feet. The gold and silver stone shavings were on the right circle of his body and the air was placed in the circle near the left. I will the sister pearl to come forth and hand it to Blaise, who knew to break it once the transformation began taking form. They both knew they had to be touching the rune to be transported as well. Draco grabs the final piece from the ground and hands it to me. The water nymph’s bluish essence throbs like a heart and I open the glass jar before using the very same dagger from earlier to deeply cut Tom’s forearm, he winces in his unconscious state at the deep laceration. I drip his blood into the jar and watch as the glowing blue turns black with silver swirls. Like dark clouds littered with silver lightning.
“ I guess this means his form will be Unseelie”, notes Blaise and Draco snorts loudly.
“ No surprise there, let’s get this over with”
I nod my agreement before opening my husband's mouth and pouring the entire contents into his mouth, moving his throat in a downward motion to help him swallow his new essence. Instantly his body begins to glow and dark silver fluid leaks from his mouth, eyes, and nose onto the snowy ground. I straddle Riddle before placing both my palms onto his chest, one bloody and one whole. The entire circle begins to glow a blinding white and my body feels on fire as I chant the Fae language from the book ironically gifted to me by the man beneath me.
Bind yasen agar
Bind yasen bone
Bind a'l choel amn uu'known
Bind firimar flesh a'l immortal soul
Banish a'l ie choel eni Tir Na Nog
Till bones entul a'l ie wahhi below.

Bind yasen agar
Bind yasen bone
Bind a'l choel amn uu'known
Bind firimar flesh a'l immortal soul
Banish a'l ie choel eni Tir Na Nog
Till bones entul a'l ie wahhi below.

Riddle’s body begins to vibrate violently, and the change begins. His skin turns ice cold as swirls of white fog envelope us all. Riddle’s eyes shoot open and I watch as they turn from red to mercury silver with swirls of black. His skin turns paler then before and glows brightly as if made of ice. The silver blood retracts back into his body, leaving no traces of ever touching his skin.
“ Now Blaise”, I yell and he throws the pearl onto the iced rune.
We are taken into the mist before vanishing to Tir na nOg.

Dark Love.
Hermione.

We arrive in a frozen forest of ice and snow. I instantly stare at Riddle’s still changing body, his skin was pale, and his veins were silver, they stood out starkly against his ice-cold skin. His nails were long claws now, sharp and deadly…he could easily slit my throat with barely a flick. He looked the same I note, just more sinister. He had an even crueler beauty now. He was truly an Unseelie King. I tear my eyes from his still unconscious form and stare at the two Slytherins before me. They were horrified by Tom’s transformation, as they have backed from the circle with wide eyes and shivering bodies.
“ Granger lets go before he wakes up, where are Potter and the rest?” , Draco asks while looking at our surrounding area. Blaise was staring at my shaken form in silent reverence. I look around before seeing a tiny path obscured ahead of us, I notice a faint glow left by Harry for me to find. I point towards the path and they turn towards that way.
“ Follow that path and it will lead to their camp, I will follow shortly…I just need to be alone with him…to explain to him why this needed to be done.” I murmured before turning back to Tom’s ice cold form. He was still and his breathing was shallow.
“ Hermione were not leaving you alone with him, look at him now…He’s even more of a monster, he will kill you.” Blaise says while trying to grab my arm and pull me out of the circle. I rip my arm away shaking my head as tears began to fall.
“ No…I will not leave him just yet, I need to make sure he’s fine. The rune will hold him for a couple days giving us time to hide…leave me with my husband now”, I say darkly and the two men shiver at my coldness before nodding their heads and disappearing down the path.
I’m left alone with Tom and ice. I run my fingers across his cold skin and try to revive him yet it doesn’t work. His eyes remain closed and his skin cold. I couldn’t feel his magic yet he was still breathing, just slowly.
“ Tom wake up please…wake up” , tears flow freely from my gold eyes. I was worried that I messed up the ritual up. I push all my magic into his pale form, trying to heal his body.
“ Tom please wake up my love, I can't…no one will ever understand me like you…wake up you bastard!” , I slap his chest but nothing works. He was still…I laid my head onto his cold chest and listened to his faint heartbeat as I willed all my magick into his frosted form.
“ Please wake up my dark love”
My aura dances around as if searching for its lover. I twist my ring around my finger and lay there with him.

Dreams Do Come True.
Luna

I had just relieved myself in the bushes close to our makeshift camp, Hermione should be here soon..I needed to get back and warn her…
I turn to the path that headed back to camp when I heard a twig snap behind me. I freeze with fear my wand raised high.
“ Who's there?”
Silence greets me and my Lumos offers nothing but snow and frosted trees.
“ Must have been an animal”, I mutter to no one before turning back to the path ahead.
“ Imperio”
A hazy warmth washes over me, I felt calm and safe and I wanted nothing more than to go back to the gang and celebrate so I do just that.

The Betrayed.
Ginny
I enter the clearing where the fire was still roaring. Upon arrival, I instantly notice that we had two more added to our group. Draco and Blaise were huddled by the fire trying to warm up.
“ What are they doing here? Where's Hermione?”, I asked with narrowed eyes. The men turn at my approach and Neville stares off behind me looking for Luna.
“ Well hello to you too weaselette, Hermione will be coming along soon…she wanted to say goodbye to Riddle before we leave I guess. Where's that vapid Ravenclaw at? You know …uhh, Laura Goodlove”? ¸shivers Draco

“ Luna, Malfoy, her bloody name is Luna”, growls Neville in irritancy.
Malfoy holds up his hands to show he meant no harm before mocking Potter’s scowl.

“ Did you find her Ginny?” asked Neville ignoring Malfoy’s taunts. He looked worried and I almost roll my eyes.

“ No I couldn’t find her, I’m sure she's fine though, she did say she needed to use the loo,” I say through chattered teeth, Ron rushes over and gives me another fur-lined robe.

Harry grows restless and jumps from the iced log in anger. “ I’m going to get M’ione, it doesn’t take this long to say goodbye.” He heads toward the path leading to the rune, however, Zabini blocks his path with one hand.

“ Potter I wouldn't if I were you, Hermione knows what she's doing, besides you really don’t want to see what Riddle looks like now…” Zabini says softly.
Harry whips out his wand in anger.“ Get out of my way Zabini! I’ve waited two years to see her and I’m taking her away from that monster before he does any more harm to her”, Harry pushes his wand into Zabini’s chest and Ron rises to pull back Harry from the altercation. Zabini just stares in amusement before replying darkly.
“ Funny you care about her now, Potter when these last two years she’s been slowly wasting away from Voldemort’s power. Leave it to a Gryffindor to show up to save the day late.” , Zabini waves his wand out in mock threat.

“ You can go to Hell Zabini, you too Malfoy. Like you even care about Hermione, you only want her power!” spews Harry as Ron hold him back trying to calm the idiot.

“ Hey what did I do Potter? Besides we do care for Granger, we've been there for her since you lot abandoned her”, Draco says before lowering Zabini’s wand. “ As much as I would love to see this fight and it makes me sick to say this, we need to stick together…Riddle is fucking scary looking now and well…frankly, three days will hardly be enough time to escape him. Hermione will be here soon, she just wanted to say goodbye to her demon husband.” adds Malfoy sarcastically.

Harry and Ron freeze at his last words. Their looks are of utter shock, I tighten my fist and my newly healed hand burns.

“ She married him?!” spits out my brother as Potter lowers his wand and takes a few flabbergasted steps back…the lovesick idiot I think.

“ Well this just turned awkward” murmurs Zabini before heading towards the fire and accepting the fur cloak Neville hands him with a nod
.
“ The wedding was earlier today Potter… she's wasn’t forced either. Relax I'm sure you'll have a fair chance like the rest of us after we leave here. Have you lot got anything to drink? I'm parched”, Malfoy ask.

Harry is about to say something when Luna submerges from the frosted tree lines.

“ Hello guys, oh hi you two… welcome to well I’m not quite sure where this is really. There's some wine in my pack here, let's have a toast while we wait for Hermione. Come now, it will warm us.” , Luna says airily while ensuring Neville she was fine and just took the wrong turn back.
Everyone surrounds the fire and Luna hands everyone a glass of blood red wine. I accept mine before observing everyone else.
I raise my glass.
“ To long lives free of tyranny” I say cheerfully
The guys raise their glasses before drinking deeply. Luna starts to shake before throwing her glass down. My eyes darken at her defiance.

“NO! SPIT IT OUT DON’T DRINK THE WINE AHHMMPH”, Luna yells as I plunge the fae dagger I found in the cabin deeply into her back, it cuts through her skin and bone easily, and she turns to me in shock, I smile sweetly as her mouth opens and closes as if shocked to see her dream happen like this…pathetic

“ Luna! Ginny why would you…Luna no no no Luna!” yells Neville as he drops his glass of wine and holds the Ravenclaw's bleeding body.

The rest of the guys stare frozen at my act of betrayal, Malfoy finally snaps out of it and swishes his wand in my direction, however, I just laugh at his confused face. They all begin to clutch their throats with red faces askew in pain. I laugh as I slowly tip over my undrunk glass of wine. By now the poison has taken its course and the men were on their knees in what I assumed was an insurmountable pain. Neville was clutching Luna’s dead body as tears of pain and heartbreak poured from his face. Ron and Harry were staring at me as if I had lost my mind…Well, I guess I lost that years ago. Draco was clutching his throat and his back was arched in pain, his usually perfect hair was strewn in the snow beneath him. I chuckle darkly as I watch Zabini slowly crawl towards where Hermione was…futile as it may be

“ By now it should feel like your insides are melting, I must admit poison was such a brilliant idea, I was just going to pick you off one by one, however watching your slow deaths is much moregratifying…Thank you, Neville, for showing me which berries would rot your insides.” I say maliciously before stalking closer to his and Luna’s body. He stares at me with so much hatred that I laugh again.
I brush Luna’s silvered hair for her face and stare into her blank blue eyes before tilting my head.
“ Poor stupid Luna, an oracle that couldn’t even fully see her own death…she had a hunch, of course, always following me when I would try to sneak away and feed animals berries, you see I wanted to find which one would be the most painful however leave you coherent enough to feel every single second of your life slip away.”, at these words I close her glassy eyes forever, Neville growls as he tries to swat my hand away, however, the wine attacked the nervous system slowly while melting their organs slowly.
“ Wh…Why?” , grits out Ronald, as blood dribbled from his lips. I turn back to the rest and slowly saunter to a grunting Harry and Ron.
“Why you ask? Why? …because you left me…you left me to madness while you ran off with Harry and Hermione!” I scream in rage, Ron just stares at my words of betrayal and I smile before crouching down.
“ Riddle tortured me for months, I saw and lived through our deaths a thousand times you see… each one more horrific than the last, my dreams became my reality. I began to like the depravity…I was…am to be his new Bellatrix, his second in command. He promised me that after I altered the rune here he would allow me to be his most loyal follower.” I hold up my healed hand and see that Harry and Ron have made the connection, I used my blood to distort the rune, allowing him free reign.
“Do you know I chose how mum and Fleur died Ronald?”, his eyes widen at that and he throws up black bile. “Oh yes, my master said it would show him how loyal I really was, so of course I had to throw them to the wolves so to speak… Percy tried to save me you see…foolish…he would keep me under imperio in hopes it would control my bloodlust, but I fear it only made it easier for me to get to you” I giggle as Ronald tries his hardest to grab my arm. I stare at Harry who by now was breathing slowly, blood leaking from his nose and eyes in delicate drips.
“ Don’t worry Harry I will make sure Hermione follows after you guys, I wouldn’t want to split up the golden trio any longer than need be… and then Tom will be all mine” I turn to look at Malfoy who was convulsing violently, white frothy spittle was spewing from his mouth as he stared at the grey sky above. Zabini was already dead having used his energy to try and warn Hermione I presume.
I walk towards the fire and sit on the log facing the macabre scene before me as I watched each and every one of them take their last rattled breathe.
My master is going to be so proud of me.

Payment.
Hermione.
I was exhausted, having used all my magick to heal Tom’s frozen body awake, yet he was no closer to awakening. I haven’t moved my head from his chest and I could still hear his faint heartbeat.
“ Tom, I cannot lose you, do you understand? I …was wrong to do this to you…please wake up, I croak as tears continued to fall from my eyes. My wedding dress was soaked and I was a shivering mess however I cared not.
Tom groans slightly and I gasp, sitting up with glee. “ Yes wake up! Wake up and curse me or strangle me I don’t care, just wake up”, I kiss his frozen lips yet he still remains still. I hit his chest in hopes of getting a reaction when I hear a cry of pain towards the camp. My blood chills and I stand up. What's going on? I listen for more sounds yet all is silent and I fear a dread.
“ Tom I will be right back, this rune will hold you safe until I return. I’m sorry but you won't be able to leave the circle for three days, however, nothing will be able to enter so your safe.”, I kiss him softly before leaving his stirring body and heading towards the strangled scream.
&&&
I enter the clearing and I what greets me is my worst nightmare. Dead. They are all dead in a circle...This felt like I’ve been through this already ...I let out a low guttural moan.
Blaise is closest to me as if he tried to crawl away from whatever took their lives. I turn his body over and vomit at what I see, his mouth was open and gore and black viscous fluid were pouring forth, it smelled of rot and fire. I run to the check the other as tears and snot stream from my face, they were all like this, black gore leaking from their mouth and noses, their eyes screwed in undesirable pain. I reach Luna whose face was clear of the sticky tar, however after removing Neville’s stiff fingers from her body I notice that her entire back was soaked in blood…she was stabbed.
“No…no…Arggghhhh!” , I pound my tired fist into the snow as my magic sparks with anger and I melt the snow and ice in my vicinity. This was my fear…this was what I feared would happen…all my loved ones dead for what? Who…did this?  I search frantically around for anything… I notice the spilled glasses and the red wine splattered across the snow like mocking blood.
It’s then that I notice that Ginny isn’t with the group. I push out my magic wildly and can feel her aura behind me in the tree lining…she was alive and she felt…overjoyed? She felt happy at the death of our friends. I wipe my face before rising with renewed anger. My magic crackles and I turn towards her stagnate aura.
“ Ginny…what did you do?” , I can hear the anger in my voice. She approaches from behind a huge frozen pine tree with her wand raised and her eyes afire.

“ Hello Hermione I missed you, so sorry you couldn’t die with your recently poisoned friends, that can easily be fixed though.” she smiles at my clenched jaw

“Ginny why…they were our friends!?” I scream with rage, I was going to rip her apart.

Ginny circles me with rage. “ Our friends? No Hermione they were your friends…the only person I need is Riddle! First, you stole Harry from me and then Tom! He was supposed to be mine, Hermione…you always take everything away from me!” screams Ginny.

Her eyes were frantic as she swished her wand towards me and I easily sidestep the dark curse, she throws another and I block it with my hand before throwing up my other hand and Ginny’s body slams violently into the iced pine tree before thick vines wrap around her body tightly. She struggles against the bind and spits out blood from biten her tongue. She continues to scream obscenities while thrashing about. I stare at her silently, my magic was simmered anger.

“ Your crazy Ginny…your absolutely and utterly crazy. Riddle used you don’t you see? He's been using you all along” I say softly, she was gone…Ginny was no more…she was just another one of my dark husband’s broken toys…damn you Riddle.

“ Your wrong! He told me I would be his new commander, I would be his most loyal… untie me so I can rip your hair out!” , Ginny screams as she stomped her feet, her hair was wild and her eyes crazed beyond reason.

“ Ginevra, you were nothing but a disposable toy to him…he used your admiration for him to get what he wanted…I’m sorry Ginny…I’m sorry he ruined you so.” I swish my hand and her head smacks against the tree with a sickening crunch before falling forwards.
I couldn’t kill her…she was nothing but a puppet.

I slowly turn back to my friends and sink to the icy ground, my dress was torn and soaked as I crawled to the center of their bodies. The fire was now a dying ember and I was left with nothing but silent falling snow and their frozen bodies. I scream, letting all my anger and pain go , all my sorrows out. I lay there staring at the sky as the coldness seeped into my bones.
  &&&

“ Princesssssss wake up foolish girl. It's time”
I open my eyes instantly. Where have I heard that voice before? I sit up and am greeted with my friend's frozen bodies and weirdly six silver ancient mirrors scattered in a huge circle. My heart beats loudly as I shiver, not from the cold but because upon approaching the mirror closest to me I’m met with a horrifying sight.
There are hundreds of black bodies with silver eyes facing me, they stretch as far back into the mirrored reflection as I could see. I turn around and am welcomed with nothing but my friends dead forms covered in a thin layer of snow.
I turn back to the mirror and touch the death cold surface, ice…it was ice not glass. “ What are you?” , I croak.

“ I really don’t care to explain again, come forth and I will give you back your memories from years ago summer princess” the many voices screech.

However, this time it comes from behind me and I turn at the sound. The heavy arched mirror behind me held one body, I approach slowly my long dress trailing behind me as I shivered in the cold…before it was winter cold…but now it seemed to be beyond that, it was simply no way anyone could live in this supernatural frigidness. I approach the mirror with the one body. The other mirrors still held thousands of faceless black bodies littered with silver jagged swirls. The being seemed to be a man, his skin was ashen pale and his eyes were the purest silver I’ve ever seen…similar to Tom’s I note, however, the eyes of this creature were pure evil…there was nothing but dead within them and I felt nothing but dread upon looking into them. The creature had a black crown fused to its head, it's long piercing tips looked like black icicles. His face was pointedly and he had teeth that were jagged and silver. I shiver at his image. I stand a breath away transfixed to his tall form.
“ You…have my memories?” , I shiver slowly. The creature touches the iced barrier never taking his eyes from my fearful ones. I put my palm on his and gasp as my memories from two years ago flood back to me. I remember everything…opening the Unseelie door with a blood payment… walking into a room with similar mirrors as these… seeing my friends dead, exactly as they are now…agreeing to give these Unseelie beings my body in exchange for my friend's lives…I remember seeing myself in unseelie form…I was horrifying.
I shake my head clear as I rub my sternum, where there were still faint silver marks. “ How do I bring them back,” I say softly. I didn’t care anymore, they could have my body if it meant my loved ones were alive and safe.
The singular creature stares at me before tilting his head, his voice was many in one.
“ So naïve summer princess…simply will it and it shall be…they will live long lives my dear, not immortal as we, for sickness and mortal wounds can still be fatal, however, they will live hundreds upon hundreds of years if they are not foolish in their endeavors…a fair trade for your summer body I do believe princess” The Unseelie king says while walking to the mirror beside him. The other bodies are all gone now as if they simply vanished or perhaps formed back into him.
I nod at my head in agreement, that was a good bargin…my friends could live for practically forever. I would miss my Tom, yet I knew I would be dead inside without them.
“ What will happen to me, will I cease to exist?” I ask quietly as I slowly followed the Unseelie king from icy mirror to icy mirror.
He shakes his crowned head with mocking laughter, “ Ceasing to exist would be a joyous rest compared to what will become of you my dear. You shall wander these lands where I am imprisoned now…an endless land of frost and ice, forever you will roam until the end of times. Fear not you shall have company” , at these words he raises his hand and the hundreds of bodies from before appear yet, they are different than before…they were in different stages of suffering. Whereas some chose to walk with heads down and arms clutched to their chest, trekking through the icy winds others were crouched and icicles were beginning to form on their bodied, as if they finally gave up the fight of aimless wandering…the most horrific where the bodies that were fully encased in silvered ice, I assumed they were in this frozen hell for eons.
“ Are these all beings who made the same deal as me?”, I feel tears begin to well and they freeze as they drip to my cheeks.
The towering creature smiles and nods sinisterly “ Some agreed for selfish reasons, fame…money…power…some agreed for the very same reason as your, to save loved ones…they all succumb to the ice however, just like you will summer princess. Now hurry and awaken your friends. I grow tired of this wasteland” , the Unseelie King screeches.

“ Will you give me a few minutes to say goodbye…please?” I plea.

He stares at me for mere seconds before smiling with silver teeth. “ Yes, my dear I will give you that, now go”, he points to my dead friends and I nod before turning towards them. I walk to the center and sit on the frozen ground as I take in their frozen forms in quiet reverence. I wish could feel Tom’s magic just once more…Just one more night of reading curled up in his lap…just one more moment when we both exploded from anger and battled, followed by intense love making… Merlin he's going to be so mad at me for this. I’m sure he will never forgive me…
“ I will you all to awaken…and live your lives to the fullest content, and don’t drink poison from crazy bints anymore… because I won't be able to save you guys again.” , tears stream from my face at the realization of my fate. The air grows even colder and shimmers with frosted mist.
I watch as my friends begin spitting up black gunk, they cough and sputter as the color returns to their bodies. Luna awakens first with a cry of pain, she sits up and stares at my tear stricken face.
“ I saw my mother and father…they were so happy…” she matters while rubbing her back in thought.

“ BLOODY HELL!” screeches Draco before sitting up and spitting black goop for his mouth…he stares at me with a gaping mouth lost of words. I laugh as tears stream, I hug Draco tightly.
“ Oh thank Merlin I’m not in the other place, I have to be somewhere good if I get you all to myself Granger, you still smell like sunshine” matters Draco as he returns my hug.

“ M’ione?” croaks Harry, he rises sorely from the ground.

“ Harry” I cry, moving to hug his lanky form , he cries as our bodies collide.

“ Oh, bloody hell…Potter’s here? I’m in Hell…I’m in Hell” screeches Draco he wipes my black spit from his mouth.

“ Draco your alive, your all alive, look around.” I murmur as I break away from Harry’s hug to hug Neville who was staring at Luna in confusion. Ron wakes next and thrashes about in rage before I calm him down and tell him that Ginny was fine, that she was knocked out. He hugs me before crying silent tears.
“ I saw everyone M’ione…Mum…Dad..Fred and George…Bill…Charlie and Percy…everyone M’ione.” he sobs silently into my hair as I console him. I finally unlatch from him and head to Blaise who was simply staring at the sky, snowflakes fell softly onto his face.
“ Blaise…hey there” I smile as tears fell frozen to the ground. He turns his eyes to me with blank eyes.
“ Hermione…I thought I would never see you again…you brilliant witch how…I know I died, there was no way.?” , Zabini murmurs and I hug him fiercely.

“Oh Blaise I’m sorry…please just look after everyone okay? You’re the most levelheaded out of this bunch, make sure they don’t tear each other apart okay?” I cry, finally breaking down.

Blaise sits up stiffly, “ Hermione what are you talking about.., how did you bring us back? What did you do Hermione?” he wipes my tears away before holding my face in both of his hands in concern.

“ Hermione…what's with the mirrors?” , Neville finally observes the giant arched iced portals in confusion.

The rest surround Zabini and I...I feel Harry’s hand on my back and I breakdown completely as I explain everything to the group. They listen in horrified looks as I explain my new fate to wander an ice strewn prison in exchange for their prolonged lives.

“ No…fuck that Hermione.” Harry rises in anger and walks to the first empty mirrior in anger. He cast a bombarda spell that just passes through the icy mirror and hits the tree behind with a blast.

“ Hey ice creep take me instead! Wouldn't you rather have a guy body anyways?! What do you get off at wearing dresses? Take me you hear me!?”, screams Harry is absolute fury as tears fell from his eyes and he continued to bang against the mirror. I rush to him and pull him back, fearing the outcome, yet he pushes me back and still tries the muggle way to break the barriers.

“ You mortal body will not hold me for long foolish boy” hisses the Unseelie King behind us, we all turn and view the fae king, he was standing in the first mirror from before. He stood as horrifying as ever yet he seemed amused at Harry’s rage.

“Oh bloody hell what is that?” gasp Ron, his face was pale as he took in the towering form in fear. The faces of the rest of the group was a mixture of fear and stoic anger.

“ That would the Unseelie King…I must go now.” I say with a shaky voice, however, I raise my trembling head up high. I was a fucking Gryffindor for a reason.

Luna grabs my arms and shakes her head in fear, tears falling and freezing like my very own moments before. “No Hermione…please don’t go, we can't fight”

“ Foolish seer, you are no power to me, come summer princess I grow weary of this and want a corporal body once more” booms the king.

Blaise speaks next. “ Take Potter and me, wouldn’t two bodies be better than one?” , Harry nods his head in agreement.

“How about three?” , Says Draco as he steps forward as well, while pushing me behind him in a protective manner.

The Unseelie King looks at the three men before laughing darkly, his thousand voices echoed in the eerie forest. “ You don't understand foolish humans although your bodies will now age progressively slower and you will perhaps live longer than expected, you are still of mortal flesh and my soul will not be able to survive in your shell for longer then hours, enough of this!” , the king raises his hand and my friends all fall down in bowing form, unable to rise or open their mouths to protest. The king stares back at me with silver eyes of malice.
“ It is time princess, no one here is able to take your place” he outstretches his hand and it leaves the ice barrier awaiting my approach. I shiver with fear, glancing once more at my friends before walking towards the frosted mirror.

“ I will take her place”, says a strong clear voice. My heart flutters and I whimper at his sound. I turn around to see Tom Riddle in his full Unseelie form. I gasp at his change.

Riddle was simply magnificent. Somehow, he was even taller, his skin was paler and his veins showed silver blood running through him. His eyes were a beautiful yet scary bright silver. His nails were razor sharp and his teeth seemed to be slightly pointer. He looked like a true predator yet was utterly gorgeous, how was that even possible when he was perfect before?  I stare in shock as he approaches me with a smirk. The ground beneath him freezes into smooth black ice upon his bare feet.
“ Your away from me for an hour and you somehow found a way to lose your soul? Honestly, Hermione is Potter’s brash stupidity rubbing off on you?” he growls, while wiping a frozen tear from my face.
“Tom I…the rune…how?” I asked shocked. Riddle stares at me silently with silver simmering eyes undecipherable.

“ Hermione my love, I’ve always been a step ahead of you…I knew of your plan from the beginning. I wanted this dear, to be fae means more power…an unlimited power that sharing your essence simply could not give me, I just made sure that insipid Weasley girl altered the rune to allow me more free reign…now this however…I did not expect”, his eyes snap to the Unseelie King in fury and I whimper at the way his silvered eyes swirl with inky black. I take it back Riddle was scarier.”,  Tom grabs my wrist and pulls me behind his ice cold form. His magic surrounds me and I cry at the familiar sensation I thought I would never feel again.
“ How about it Unseelie? Exchange Hermione for me?” , Tom says darkly.”

“Tom no…I won't allow that to happen” I say as I try to push forth towards the mirrored king.

“ Hermione, for once just shut up. Your my wife and I will protect you, even when it’s your own damn fault” growls Riddle as he unleashes his dark aura over the area, my head swoons at the pure power.He was way stronger now, before his magic was childs play compared to this. The entire floor washes over with black ice and the gangs clothing behind us begins to frost over.
The Unseelie King considers the offer with a tilted head, he flicks his eyes between my form and Riddle’s dark gaze.

“ You are very strong, even after just turning from mortal to fae, not many survive such a transformation…you have a deal” , at these words the king lashes out his silver claws and pierces my love, plunging his entire hand into Tom’s chest cavity before pulling his entire form into the mirror. The mirror goes completely black after Tom’s body vanishes to the other side.

“ TOM! NO PLEASE TAKE ME!” , I scream as I smack into the black glass in absolute terror. I feel an intense heat as I let forth my magick,and flames lick the entire radius of my body, I was on literal fire, a burning flame of fury. I pounded and pounded on the damn mirror. I run to each mirror and try to break across the barrier but it’s no use.
“No no no no!, Damn you Tom!...come back please,” , I slide down to the newly formed puddle of water as fresh tears wrecked my body, my screams are guttural and I feel my body tire from the intense magick used.
I have never felt a loss like this
Notes:
Fae binding spell translated
Bind with blood
bind with bone
bind to lands yet unknown
bind mortal flesh to immortal soul
banish to the lands of Tir Na Nog
Till bones return to the soil below
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