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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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Chapter 36
Hermione groaned, rolling over, the sweet smell of musk filling her nose. She cracked her eyes open and saw Tom's sleeping form. She smiled, snuggling closer to him. He shifted in his sleep, pulling her closer, so he was pressed up against her back. His arms snaked around her, holding her to him tightly.
Hermione giggled when she felt his hardness. She rubbed her bum against him, causing him to elicit a throaty moan. The sound sent chills down her spine.
"Stop that," he murmured.
Hermione ignored him, grinding herself against him. She felt a moan escape her throat as his hands moved up and cupped her breasts. Due to her pregnancy, her breasts were huge and sensitive, and right now, they wanted to be touched.
Tom bit her neck, while rubbing her nipples through the silky fabric. He groaned as Hermione began to grind against him.
Hermione turned her neck and captured his mouth in a kiss. It was full of passion and need, the kind that sent shivers down their spines.
Tom shifted himself so he was now hovering above her. Her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were open wide with anticipation. Her hair was splayed out around her, making her look like she was an angel.
He leant down and captured her lips with his own. He gently cupped her face, his tongue swirling with hers. He pulled away, and looked into her big brown eyes. "I love you," he said firmly.
She smiled, a few tears leaking down her face. "Say it again," she whispered.
"I love you Hermione." He said, pressing a kiss to her lips. "I love everything about you," a kiss on her shoulder. "I love how you make me think about things," a kiss on the valley between her breasts. "I love how you're so headstrong," a kiss on her wrist. "And most of all, I love you because you have given me the greatest gift in the world, something I never thought I would ever have: a family." He then kissed her baby bump, pressing his face against her. He kissed her again, and again, exploring every inch of the bump.
Meanwhile, Hermione was in tears with the happiness she was feeling. Tom loved her, and their baby. He really loved them. He loved them so much; he was going to subtly end the war. He didn't hate Muggleborns anymore. She smiled in happiness.
The only thing he cared about was her and their baby.
Her heart swelled with happiness. "Tom," she whispered, the tears falling down her face freely now.
He looked up at her and frowned. "Why are you crying?"
She laughed, and wiped a few of the tears away. "It's mostly the hormones, but I'm so happy. Tom, I love you so much." The two of them kissed once more.
Hermione broke the kiss. "Make love to me, please."
Tom grinned, and then immediately attacked her mouth with a ferocity she didn't even know existed. His hands reached behind her back, unclasping her bra, as her hands tangled themselves in his hair. He removed her clothing swiftly, while she struggled to take his off.
Grinning, he stood, and slid his green silky boxers off. He climbed back onto the bed, immediately capturing one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked and nibbled, while his other hand caressed her other breast.
Hermione arched her back, pressing herself into him. She felt like she was seeing stars. Moaning, she felt Tom release her nipples, kissing her stomach. He went lower and lower, until he was there.
Without drawing any anticipation, he immediately captured her in his mouth, his tongue swirling against her sensitive nub. His hands massaged her thighs and he continued his attack on her core.
Hermione cried out in pleasure, her hands clutching at the sheets. She hadn't realized it had been that long since she's had a release. Within moments, she cried out, her walls shuddering. She gasped for breath as her body squirmed.
Without waiting for her to finish, Tom plunged inside her, filling her to the hilt. A soft moan escaped his lips as he began to move inside her. Her hips bucked up to meet his, and feeling encouraged, he began to move faster. Hermione cried out, clawing at his back.
Much too soon, Tom felt himself explode, while Hermione's walls began to clench around him. He quickly finished, spilling his seed inside her.
He collapsed against her, his face buried in her breasts. Her chest heaved with every breath she took. After a few moments, he felt himself relax, his breathing return to normal. Hers, however, was still labored. Tom poked his head up, and saw her eyes were closed. "Are you all right?"
She nodded, not opening her eyes. "I get tired very easily, that's all." She opened her eyes and smiled. "You're mind blowing sex tired me out." She waggled her eyebrows.
Tom laughed. "Sure," he pressed a kiss to her temple. "Why don't you sleep some more? I'll wake you up later so you can get ready for the ball."
She pulled the blankets back up over her. "And where are you going to go?"
He smiled. "Nosy girl. I've meeting with Severus and Lucius. We're still working out which Death Eaters are going to causes issues."
"Oh," she mumbled sleepily.
Tom smiled. Leaning forward, he pressed another kiss to her forehead. "Sleep tight." He got off the bed.
"Night, Tommy," she said sleepily, her eyes fluttering closed.
Tom grinned. "Night, Hermione."
He quickly entered the bathroom and turned on the water. He stepped in, sighing as the warm water run along his body.
He loved being with Hermione, she always made him feel as if nothing else in the world mattered. It was just him and her, no one else to please or worry about, just their love.
Love. Tom Marvolo Riddle was in love. He shook his head smiling. He never thought he would have seen the day. But he was wrong.
Well, as Hermione pointed out, he was wrong about a lot of things. Muggleborns especially. But that was part of the reason he loved her so. She was so determined to show him he was wrong, and he listened to her.
When they first met, he had wanted to use her as a weapon. He wanted her to be a warrior, fighting for him. But now, he wouldn't change her for the world. It was her innocence that had saved him.
He smiled, washing his hair. Maybe he did have a shot at having a normal life. One where he could raise his family without worry.
He knew it would be awhile before he could fully atone for his sins, but he had to try. He had to try for them, his family.
Tom wondered if Dumbledore would allow this to happen. Most likely not… Dumbledore had always engraved in everyone's minds that he was heartless and cruel. He didn't know how Dumbledore would take his change of heart. The old man often preached about love being the strongest magic of all, but know that Tom knew that, how would everything change?
He quickly rinsed the soap off his body and exited the shower. He summoned his clothing from the bedroom, not wanting to wake Hermione. Getting dressed, he swiftly made his way to the study, where Lucius and Severus were waiting for him. He opened his eyes in surprise when he saw Draco was there as well.
Lucius noticed the raised eyebrow. "Draco wanted to be involved. He seems to think knowing what's going on will help him keep a better eye on Hermione."
Tom sighed, "Very well." He motioned for them to sit on the couch, and he saw in the chair opposite them. "So what do you have?"
"Well, we've got a list of people that we've subtly asked if they wished the War was over." Severus stated.
"Who?" Tom asked, quietly thankful that people were okay with the war ending.
"The Zabinis, Notts, Malfoys, Goyles," Lucius stated.
"The Parkinsons also agreed, although they seem rather upset with us. I don't know if something happened or…" Severus trailed off.
At this, Draco burst into laughter.
Everyone looked at him. "Draco? What on earth are you laughing about?" His father asked.
He grinned. "Oh, well, that would be Hermione's fault."
Tom raised his eyebrows at that. "Continue."
"Well, apparently Pansy's mother was being rather rude to Hermione, and she just lost it. Hermione stood and told them both off. They were so mad, but it was hilarious."
Tom rolled his eyes. "Fantastic. Bloody witch." He mumbled.
Severus sighed. "Hermione always had a bit of a temper while we were at school."
"I've noticed," Tom said. His thoughts wandered. "Has anyone mentioned the Ministry?"
"Bellatrix has," Lucius replied. "She wanted to know why we were releasing our influence. She's also been itching for a fight. We need to keep an eye on her."
There was silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
Draco finally spoke up. "You do realize she'll go ballistic when she realized that you're the father."
Tom's eyes widened. He didn't think of that.
"Aunt Bellatrix is completely obsessed with you. She's had dreams of creating your heir. If she finds out that Hermione's stolen that privilege... " he trailed off.
"Bellatrix will move to correct the problem." Severus finished.
"Yes, we'll have to keep an eye on Bellatrix. I will not have her interfering." Tom said firmly.
They all nodded in agreement. Bellatrix was vicious, and would destroy Hermione if she knew.
Tom glanced at the clock. "It's time to prepare for the ball. Everyone knows what they have to do, correct?"
There were some murmurs and head nods. "Good," he said. "You're dismissed."
Tom sighed, and then returned to his rooms so he could wake Hermione.
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