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Time Changes All Things: Now Complete	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 59680 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Author's Notes: This was the hardest chapter to write!

Chapter 37: Changing Times

A feeling of deep anxiety seemed to permeate the halls of Hogwarts. No matter what was happening Tom could feel the walls closing in on him. He was never too far away from Hermione. It was making him jumpy and frankly, Lord Voldemort was never what one would call "jumpy". The classes that he didn't have with Hermione, he had other Death Eaters watching out for her. Tom was also keeping a solid watch on Albus Dumbledore. It wasn't that Dumbledore was always staring at him, but it was the way that he looked, as he watched. There was somewhat of a smirk on his face, as he looked at Tom and Hermione. This had caused the extra watches to be placed on Hermione and his child.

"I am not going to break you know." Hermione broke the silence as they headed back to the dungeons. Tom wound his arm around Hermione's shoulders and walked very slowly. Hermione stopped walking and turned to Tom. "It's time you told me why I am being followed by your men? Everywhere I go, I see them about four paces behind me." Hermione brushed her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Her hand then went down to hold her enlarged stomach. She bent over with a groan. Tom hoisted her up into his arms and started walking down the hall again.

"Where are we going now?" Hermione asked as she kept rubbing her belly.

"I am taking you up to the hospital wing. I will not let you have this baby in the hallway." Tom's face showed his worry as his brows crinkled in concentration.

Hermione started to laugh and struggled in Tom's arms, "Put me down Tom, I am not ready to give birth at the moment." Tom gently set her down not letting go of Hermione.

"You were moaning in pain. I thought that my son was ready to be born." Tom's face, etched with concern, only made Hermione smile some more.

"Tom, I am still six weeks away from my due date. I think that I am having practice pains. I read about them in a birthing book last night."

It was Tom's turn to smile. "I should have realized that you had already thoroughly studied about how to give birth. " Hermione rolled her eyes, as it had always been common for people to make fun of her intense studying skills.

Hermione took a hold of Tom's arm and led him back towards the dungeons. "Really, I am fine right now. I promise you, if the pain gets too intense, I will let you take me to the Hospital wing."

"Just remember that you promised me. I will not let anything ever happen to you or our son." Hermione laid her head against Tom, feeling at peace, knowing that Tom never said anything that he didn't truly mean.

The fires flames rose higher in the fireplace, as they all sat silently staring at the blaze. Tom and Hermione were sprawled on one sofa and Abraxas and Lucretia had claimed the sofa next to them. Casper, Radbourne and Alphard were all lying down on the floor, enjoying the warmth from the fire.

"I can't believe that our time at Hogwarts is almost done?" Alphard spoke longingly, in a soft voice, to no one in particular.

"Don't get too sentimental now Alphard," Radbourne poked him in the back, "It is not like we won't ever see each other again after graduation."

"It will be different though," Lucretia spoke up, "We won't all be living in the same house, let alone the same town." A sad look was directed Hermione's way. "I wanted to be there when the baby was born."

"Why can't you be there? You know where Tom and I are going after graduation." Hermione sat up straighter to talk to her best friend. "I just assumed that you would be coming with us." Hermione looked from Tom then back towards Abraxas.

"Yes, Hermione, she will be accompanying us to the Manor." Lucretia turned around to face Abraxas.

"When were you going to tell me?" Lucretia was clearly getting upset at the news that had been kept from her. "This whole time, I thought all of this would end at graduation." She motioned back and forth between her and Abraxas.

Abraxas grabbed Lucretia's hands and brought them up to his lips and kissed both of them. "You are not disposing of me that easily." Lucretia threw her arms around Abraxas and wouldn't let go.

"Well, now that this problem has been settled, "said Tom in a bored and rigid voice, "There are more pressing things that must be discussed within this circle of friends. Raising his hand slightly, he cast the Muffliato charm to ensure privacy.

"With four weeks left in the term, we need to keep things calm with the Death Eaters," The seriousness on his face made everyone sit up and pay attention. "We avoided a catastrophe back in December with the Gryffindor tie pin being found. Alphard has stayed out of trouble the last few months, so congratulations." Alphard sat quietly, showing no emotion on his face, for fear of what the Dark Lord would do to him. He had been severely warned that if he did anything so foolish again, that his life would be in jeopardy.

"I have felt very unsettled like a storm is blowing in. The problem is I do not know which direction it is coming from." Tom met every person's eye that was a part of his inner circle. "All I know, is that Dumbledore has been acting rather chipper whenever he is around any of us."

"I don't understand Tom, what does Dumbledore being cheerful have to do with us?" Hermione was baffled about this concern.

"That is our problem Hermione," Tom responded in an anxious voice, "Whenever he has been happy about something is when he has done something to thwart me and my followers." Tom turned and gently put his hands on her arms, "My greatest fear is that it has something to do with you." Hermione's face turned a pale white, as she shivered at the thought of being at Dumbledore's mercy." She knew from the past, what a powerful wizard Albus Dumbledore was. She had also seen his very dark side since coming back in time. She tried to make light of this fact by thinking that this Dumbledore had to be his evil twin.

"This is why we are going to triple up on our patrols surrounding Hermione." He spoke to the men of his inner circle, avoiding Hermione's eyes. He knew that she was getting tired of being followed everywhere she went, even the women Death Eaters followed her into the loo.

"What if I say No? I really do not like being trailed after every second of every day." Hermione struggled to get to her feet, but was being unsuccessful. She knew that she could make a more powerful point if she was standing and not sitting.

Tom stood instead, "The decision is final Hermione! I am not asking you, but telling you that this must be done!" Hermione finally got herself off of the sofa and stood as close to Tom as her huge belly would allow.

"It is not fair! I don't see any other woman being followed everywhere they move." Hermione's hands were now on her hips and the rest of the inner circle tried to appear as they were not listening to them fight.

"Not every woman is carrying my child, nor engaged to me! " Hermione knew that Lord Voldemort was now standing in front of her instead of her lover. There always was a shift in his energy when this persona took over his soul. Hermione took a few steps back, until her legs hit the sofa and she dropped unceremoniously down on the cushions.

Tom turned to Abraxas, "This order is to be put into place immediately. Are there any more questions?" Tom looked around the room and no one said a word. "Good, now be off and study or something." The inner circle members quickly left, not wanting to be at the end of the notorious temper of their master.

Lucretia stole a quick glance over to Hermione, who sat crying and looking at the floor. Abraxas gave a harsh tug on Lucretia's arm and they left to go to his room.

Tom looked down at Hermione and gave a big sigh. "Are you ever going to learn that you do not challenge me in front of my followers?" Hermione kept crying and sniffing not looking up to him.

"This is for your own good." Tom sat down next to Hermione and put his arms around her. She stiffened at first to his touch. "I think I would go mad if anything happened to you or our son." That statement made Hermione look up at Tom.

"I'm sorry Tom; I guess that I'm just scared and ready to leave Hogwarts. Having people follow me around day and night has put me on edge." Hermione now leaned into Tom, snuggling up to him for comfort. "I am scared enough about giving birth."

"So do you finally see why the patrols are needed?" Tom gave a huge sigh, pulling Hermione closer to him. Hermione fell asleep in his arms with tear stains still left on her cheeks.

Tom whispered, "This is why I never ever wanted to get close to anyone. It makes you weak and unbalanced." Tom's hand went down to Hermione's stomach and rested there protectively, "I guess it is too late to worry about this now, I care too much."

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office working vigorously on a project. He had been there for three hours without a break. "I need to figure out this last problem. I wish that I could ask one of the other professors to help me with this." He reached up to rub his head ,which was pounding from all of the intense work.

"The only worry that I have, is that they will want to know what I am working on. I can not divulge my plans to anyone, especially to Head Master Dibbet". He put down the quill and shook out his fingers. He heard the bones in his hands pop as he flexed them.

"This plan has to work. It will be the only way that I can truly strike a blow at Tom Riddle." A smile crept across his face, when he thought of bringing Riddle down. He also knew that following through with his plan would start an outright war between Riddle and himself. At this point he could care less. Riddle needed to be stopped. Every year that Tom had been at Hogwarts he had seen him grow in power. He knew that he was behind many of the horrific things that had happened here at Hogwarts. The frustrating thing was that there was no way to prove it.

Albus paced around the small room whispering things out loud. "This has got to work." He continued to tread back and forth, thinking until his head hurt even more. "If only I was better at Arithmancy. None the less, this plan will carry forth immediately." He reached into his desk and pulled out two sheets of parchment and two envelopes. On one envelope he wrote the name, "Tom" and the other he wrote the name "Hermione". Leaning back into his chair he smiled. The plan was in place, and this particular mess would soon be out of his way.

Hermione was alone on the grounds, except for the four Death Eaters that were trailing behind her. She wanted some time alone to think. How strange that life had brought her to this point. When she first had come to this time period, she was hell bent on making Tom Riddle pay for his actions. Now, she was engaged to him and almost ready to give birth to his child. The breeze blew through her hair as she sat down. Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes letting the sun soak into her tired frame. It felt so good to feel so free. Hermione stretched her legs out and twirled her very swollen ankles. She remembered the many times that she had sat out here with Harry and Ron. A great sadness came over her, as she realized that her two friends were dead back in her time. The tears could not be stopped, as the truth of her situation hung over her. Her friends would have been so disgusted at the choices that she had made here. In her defense, there was no warning that Tom Riddle was going to be so handsome and charming. Also, she never would have guessed that he would fall for her. The Lord Voldemort that she knew about did not believe in love or attachments. This was a totally different person than she had encountered at this time. Somehow she had made a change in him. Maybe this had truly been her real destiny. She looked over at her books, "I really don't want to study right now." Hermione giggled as she thought that this would be one more reason for Harry and Ron to roll over in their graves. They would never have believed that a statement like that would ever come from her mouth.

The wonderful silence was broken when a school owl dropped down beside her. In its beak it held an envelope with her name on it. She took the letter, "Sorry my friend, I don't have anything to give to you." The owl blinked and hooted then flew up in the air. "I wonder what this is." She turned the envelope over and noticed the handwriting. It was Tom's handwriting and she wondered what he was planning now. Hermione quickly tore open the envelope.

Dear Hermione,

Please meet me tonight on the Astronomy tower. I have something special planned for us. Do not tell anyone about our little getaway. Come before the dinner hour. Tonight it will be just the two of us.

Yours always,

Tom

"Yes, finally no one following us around!" She threw her arms in the air with excitement. Hermione tried to get up, but was having a hard time. She got on her hands and knees to try and push herself up, and then she noticed feet in front of her. A hand reached down to her. Looking up, she saw Abraxas's smiling face, "Come princess, let me help you." Hermione smiled back, "Thank you kind sir. This is one time that I am glad that you were here."

Hermione stood staring at her robes. Which one should she wear tonight? Of course her choices were limited since she had gotten so big. She reached in and took out her dark green dress robes. These were her favorite that Tom had purchased for her. Next, she fixed her hair the way that Tom loved the most. Her curls were long with no frizzy ends poking out. She applied a few makeup charms, but not too much. Tom did not like a heavily painted woman and had nothing nice to say about them. Tucking her wand into her robes she smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Leaving her room, she was glad to see that Tom had called off his men for one night. She happily made her way up to the Astronomy Tower. Yes, this would probably be their last night alone before the baby came. She was going to enjoy every minute of it.

Tom stood in front of his mirror admiring himself. He looked rather grand in his new dress robes. He was also pleased that Hermione had planned this evening for them. With all of the tension filled days they had been through, this would be good for them to relax. From Hermione's note he knew that she would be fine getting to the tower with his men's help. She had stated though, that she just wanted the two of them to spend this time alone. It was almost the dinner hour, and Hermione would be up there waiting for him. It was time to go to her and he mustn't keep her waiting. Her temper lately had been so unlike her. He had realized that it was probably because of the pregnancy and her many fears of Dumbledore. Hermione was a strong woman though, and she would make it through this time. Graduation really and truly could not come soon enough. They both were so anxious to begin their life together. Tom smiled when he realized that finally he would have a family. This was nothing that he had ever planned on doing, but now that it was here he had accepted it all. He reached over and picked up his wand. Tom was anxious to get up to the tower and see his beautiful woman.

Tom pushed open the door that led to the tower. He looked around noticing that none of his men were around. They were supposed to be waiting on the stairs. He started to feel sick inside; something was not right. As he stepped onto the tower, his heart sunk. Standing there holding Hermione firmly was Albus Dumbledore. The wind had picked up and was whipping their robes around. Hermione stood frozen in fear as her hair blew in her face.

"Stop right there Tom! I am so glad that you could join us." Dumbledore's triumphant look on his face made Tom's blood boil. "It is time that this game ends Tom." Dumbledore held his wand at Hermione's head. She tried to struggle free, but he was much stronger than her.

Tom tried to think about what to do. He realized that Dumbledore would indeed hurt Hermione and his child. "What do you want Dumbledore? What do you need so you will let Hermione go?" Tom could hardly breathe as he stared at Hermione's face.

"There is nothing that you can do Tom. I know that it has been you behind all of the malicious things that have been happening here at Hogwarts. I know that it was you that attacked me. "

The hatred in Dumbledore's face as he spoke frightened Tom. He was never scared of anyone, but this someone was threatening Hermione and his son. "What is happening here tonight Tom, is to teach you a lesson. You need to be stopped. You can not be allowed to continue this foul and revolting business. "

Tom's hands were shaking, he wanting so desperately to pull out his wand. He did not dare because Hermione would be caught in the crossfire.

Dumbledore reached into a pocket and held something up. "Do you know what this is Tom?"

Tom heard Hermione gasp, "No, no, please don't use that."

"This Tom is the time turner that Hermione used to come to our time." Dumbledore could not help smiling as he could see how his words were affecting the couple.

Tom looked at Hermione to see if Dumbledore was telling the truth. Hermione would not meet his eyes. Was it really true? Who was she really and what time had she come from?

Dumbledore put the time turner around Hermione's neck. "Please don't do this Professor, it will hurt the baby." Hermione's tears started to come. She protectively put her arms around her large figure. "Oh Gods, please don't kill my baby."

"What are you planning Dumbledore? Do not harm Hermione or our son. I can promise you... that you will always regret doing this." Tom knew his pleas were falling on deaf ears.

"It is the only way to stop you from becoming more powerful. We can't have a son of yours living to help you." Dumbledore started toying with the time turner. "I really am not sure where you will be going Hermione. Anywhere will be better than staying with this disgusting monster. "

Tom knew that he only had seconds to decide what he needed to do. He could not lose Hermione and his son. This was his destiny to have Hermione and his son by his side. Tom started to pull his wand out, not sure what spell he would use. "Expelliarmus" Dumbledore shouted snatching Tom's wand.

"I am sorry Hermione" and Dumbledore turned the time turner several times. Hermione screamed, "Help me Tom!" Her arms were reaching out to him. "Tom, Tom!" Her frightened face, screaming to him, was the last he saw of her.

Tom fell down to the floor. "Hermione! No! Hermione!" his cries could be heard over the Hogwarts ground. Rain started showering down on him and Dumbledore. "I will kill you old man. I will not rest until I see you dead!"

"You try Tom, but you will never get Hermione and your son back. So, it looks like I have already won." His mocking tone only made Tom more incensed. "The fight is over for now. You can't kill me right now." Dumbledore turned and walked out the door leaving the tower. Tom's wand was tossed to him before the door shut.

Tom sat in a pool of water, his robes thoroughly soaked. He knew that Dumbledore was right, now was not the day for him to kill the old fool. He would stick with what he had said. Albus Dumbledore was now his number one enemy. He would live his life to make Dumbledore's life a living hell. Something in his soul died up there on the tower. He knew that he would never be the same.

Glad for the rain that hid his tears, he stood up. Where was Hermione? Was she alive and was his son alive? He had to figure out where she had gone. He needed to call a meeting of the Death Eaters down in the Chamber of Secrets. Tonight he would start the plan in motion to take over the Wizarding World. He would not hold anything back. With Hermione not here to worry about, he would furiously fight back. Dumbledore declared war on him and his followers tonight. Tom vowed that he would never again show any weakness. He would never love another soul again.

Tom turned around, and gave one more fleeting look, back to the spot where Hermione had been standing. Pushing back his feelings, he took the stance of The Dark Lord. He violently opened the door, smashing it into the brick wall, and went to collect his followers.

Hermione felt like she had been kicked in the head and stomach. Where was she? "Oh, that hurts." She grabbed her stomach as pains racked her lower body. Hermione could feel the tightening of her abdomen. Oh Gods, this baby was coming now. This was the most excruciating pain that she had ever felt in her life. Hermione could hear some talking and people running towards her.

"Who is it? She doesn't look familiar. Why would a very pregnant woman be out on a night like this?" The wind was blowing strong and fast. A storm was threatening to begin any time.

Hermione opened her eyes and looked up. She was in shock when she saw who was standing there, "Harry, please help me. My baby is coming."

"Sirius, run to my house and tell Lily to get a bed ready. This baby is coming now!"

"Ok James, I'm on my way." Sirius ran down the street towards the Potter's house. James gently reached down and picked Hermione up into his arms. "You'll be fine. Don't worry."

Hermione sobbed the whole way there, shouting out the names of Tom and Harry, before she passed out into a blessed dark oblivion.

So what do you think? Just so you know, a reviewer pointed out that the spell of Muffliato was invented by Snape, and they were correct...but, Hermione knew the spell and I was thinking in my brain that she probably taught it to Tom and her friends. In fan fiction there are always possibilities and answers. Enjoy!
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