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Precious Mudblood	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79307 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 1-Precious Mudblood
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 16-Ch 16
- 17-Ch 17
- 18-Ch 18
- 19-Ch 19
- 20-Ch 20
- 21-Ch 21
- 22-Ch 22
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- 26-Ch 26
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- 31-Ch 31
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- 34-Ch 34
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- 37-Ch 37
- 38-Ch 38
- 39-Ch 39
- 40-Ch 40
- 41-Ch 41
- 42-Ch 42 (edited. longer)
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When she got to Harry she stopped,
startled.� His lips, below the arm
covering his eyes, were twisted in a smirk.�

�Come here� he said very
softly.�

She took a step backward,
swallowing.� This is not Harry.� Did he do
that on purpose?!� She couldn�t believe he would..

the way he�d looked at her.� That was Harry.� He was hurt and betrayed.� He wouldn�t do that..just...in
order to get her here away from Tom � there was no way he could know Tom wouldn�t
just get Draco to apparate her away.�

He hadn�t.�

This was just him responding now, probably understanding that she�d been sent
and would likely do anything to get him to comply.�

She took a deep breath, trying to
ignore that niggly little fear that always seemed to gnaw at her when he used
that..unHarry-like voice.. smiled in that dark way.�

�I�m waiting� he hissed.�

She shivered and glanced over her
shoulder at Tom.� He had Draco kneeling
at his feet and was saying something too quietly to hear.� Draco looked afraid.� She had to hurry up so that Tom would let Draco
go.�

Steeling herself she moved closer
to Harry, alarmed to see his cock hardening again.� �Sit on me� he commanded very softly.�

�I.. I can�t.. I..I�m not
supposed..�� Hermione
floundered.�

�Do it.�� Harry�s voice was like velvet over
steel.� �Do it
or I�ll refuse him�

She swallowed.� �H-Harry..��

Harry took his arm off his eyes
and sat up on his elbows, glancing past her and then back to her face when he
was sure that he wasn�t being watched. �

�Obey me, Mione.� He said coldly. �Undress and sit on my fucking prick.� Now!� Or not only will I refuse Voldemort and
ignore you from now on, I�ll do anything I can to make things difficult for
your little pet.�

It bothers Voldemort the way he looks at you.�
It will bother him more if i point it out
constantly.�

Hermione flinched and
stiffened.� When she spoke it was sad and
hollow.� �I..forgot..
what you were like, Harry.� I let myself believe the lies that you tell
all the time now.� I..
I won�t let myself do that again.��

She took off her bra with one hand
and slid her underwear down grimly.�

Walking reluctantly to the bed she tried not to look at Harry.�

�Of course you will, Mione.� He
said soothingly. �You can�t help it.� You
love who I used to be..�

You�ll love who I am too, in time.� Ride me.��

She climbed onto the bed and
straddled Harry.�

He reached down and raised his cock and she gingerly lowered herself down upon
him.�

She wasn�t very wet anymore after the arguing and the crying.�

He groaned softly in relief and
pushed up into her in counterpoint to her movement, seating himself fully.�

�You feel like you were made for me� he murmured.�

Hermione shivered.� She felt strange.� It wasn�t anything she could put her finger
on.� It felt different to have Harry
inside her than it had with anyone else.�
It felt like her skin tingled slightly all over.�

Harry was looking up at her and smirking darkly with a knowing expression.�

�I feel it too.� It�s the bond.� It�s not all it will do..� Kiss me, Mione�� She found herself obeying immediately
- automatically.�

Harry wrapped his arms around her
and caught her mouth eagerly, plunging his tongue between her lips.�

She felt a weird euphoria and responded blindly, all thoughts of worry and
reluctance gone.�

When Harry started pumping up into her, she found herself wanting to move and
really ride him.�

She broke the kiss to sit up and
saw Harry�s eyes were almost glowing with pleasure.� It made her happy to affect him so and she
bounced up and down on him, rolling her hips and trying to please him even
more.�

She looked around muzzily when she felt a hand land lightly on the back of
her neck.�

Tom stood by the bed looking at her with an unreadable expression.�

�Alas, my dear.. I suspected this might happen.� Did you at least secure his promise before he
exerted his claim?��

She blinked in confusion, still
bucking her hips on Harry.� Tom.� She loved Tom.� What was he talking about?�

�No.� She didnt� Harry
panted joyfully.� �I just told her what I�d
do if she didn�t obey me.��

Tom sighed.� �Yes well.. I can�t
say I�m surprised Potter.� It�s what I�d have done..�� Kiss him, Hermione��

She tilted her head at Tom,
breathing fast as she rode the boy beneath her. �Something was saying that Tom would never want
her to kiss Harry.�

�Kiss me, Mione� Harry cajoled and
she found herself immediately bending to do it.�

Harry buried his hands in her hair and thrust up into her.�

She felt a movement behind her and
then her insides fizzed.�

Oh no.. some tiny part of the back of her mind whimpered.� Going to hurt me.�

A hand that was not Harry stroked
down her spine.� �No..� I won�t hurt you this time.. At least.. not much.�

Tom�s voice was like a dark purr.�

She felt another charm wash over
her and something felt.. strange..
with her back passage.�
Tom pressed his cock to her and pushed hard, the head popping in almost
immediately.�

It hurt but nothing like it had that morning.�
He felt extremely large but also slippery and oily.�

When he pushed in, it didn�t burn.� It
just felt a bit tight and achey.�

He worked his way in slowly till
he was all the way inside her and then rested.�

The tingling on her body seemed
ramped up to a vibration all over her.�
As if her whole being were thrumming like a plucked guitar string.�

Tom leaned down over her back and it felt wonderful.� The more skin he pressed to her � the better
she felt.�

She writhed mindlessly between them both, causing them both to gasp lightly and
put their hands on her to still her.�

�Mmmm...
you�re such a hot fuck, Mione� Harry groaned below her, sliding his hands down
to her hips.�

She felt Toms arms slide under her and around her, pinning her in place as his
face rested against her neck.�

He kissed her and she pleaded for more.�

When he started to move in
opposition to Harry she cried out, revelling in the sensation.� It was.. so much..��

�More!� she moaned, turning her head to capture his lips.�

He eagerly appeased her, kissing her hard and then pulling away to start
fucking her harder, knocking her around on Harry�s prick like a marionette.�

Harry made an urgent animal sound of hunger.�

�Hermione..�
Tom�s voice next to her ear was thick with the passion of his ministrations. �Punch
Potter in the face for me��
Hermione joyfully smashed her fist hard into Harry�s cheekbone,
right on the thin white scar.

�Hey!!� he cried out in shock and
anger.� �Fucker!� Was that really necessary?!�� Harry glared over her shoulder.�

Toms snigger was like gently
tinkling bells in her ears.� He licked
her neck again and nipped her.� She
moaned softly and closed her eyes.� Tom.. do anything for you Tom..love you.�

�You deserved it, Harry� Tom said,
a smirk in his voice.�

Harry pulled her hips down onto him
harder against Tom�s movements.�

�Maybe so� he panted �but you deserve a hell of a lot worse than me and right
now you want me to do something for you, so don�t do that again!��

Tom laughed again. �A ..familiar.. line of reasoning, Harry.��

He gripped Hermione around the shoulders and pulled her up against him to sit
on Harry�s cock while he was plastered to her back.�

She whimpered happily and leaned her head against his shoulder.�

Reaching for her left wrist he
lifted it and looked at Harry nastily.�
�What does it feel like when I
do this..� he wondered curiously and lifted her wrist,
sliding his tongue over the mark slowly.�

Both Harry and Hermione shuddered
in pleasure.�

Tom smirked, surprised and
amused.�

�Don�t..do that.� Harry ground out through his
teeth.�

Tom did it again, more
slowly.�

Harry moaned.�

�Is it different now while we�re
all connected?� he asked, genuinely interested.�

�Yes.� Harry said shortly.� �Stop!�

Toms face became dark and hungry.� �Take my mark, Harry.�� I�ll let her visit you if you ask for it..�

Hermione gyrated her hips at that moment, making both
men�s breath catch.�

Tom pushed her forward onto Harry�s chest and pumped into her a few times, his
eyes closed in enjoyment.�

�Merlin..
she really is..�
good...
Maybe I shouldn�t let her..��

Harry growled in frustration.� �I fucking know what you�re doing.. damn it.� He thrust his pelvis against her helplessly even
so.�

�Knowing doesn�t change anything,
boy..� Tom panted again, moving faster,

Hermione moaned, her hands on Harry�s chest, her head bowed. �Harry..� she whimpered �More!�, moving her hips and tightening
the muscles in her pussy.�

Harry groaned.� Pressed down by the
weight of them both he couldn�t fuck her like he wanted to.�

Tom paused momentarily in his
movements, making Hermione whine disappointedly.

�I take it back, Harry � Giving you my mark doesn�t change much for me and I�d
rather not let you have the chance to sway her.�
She is..somewhat succeptible.. and
I am very aware of how you think..�

You have the advantage in our two bindings at present. So much easier to
satisfy her..�
Forget I mentioned it.�

I was merely curious whether Hermione licking your mark would have the same effect on me.� Foolishness.��

He raised himself off her now and
knelt, pulling her up by the hips and sliding into her long and deep.� She groaned.. �so..dirty.. and
hot.. ..ohhh..harder.. please Tom!!!���

Harry looked up at them, absolutely
breathtaking together and wavered.�

He stroked Hermione�s face and slid his hands down to grope her breasts hanging
delectably over him.� She moved like a
cat having its ears scratched.�

�You�ll let her visit me?� How often?��

Tom blinked at him.� �I said the deal was off, Harry.� It�s irrelevant.��

Harry growled, frustrated. He
bucked his hips up, watching the look of bliss on Hermione�s face shift in
correspondence with his movements.�

She bit her lip and furrowed her brow slightly. �mm..Harry..� she mewled.�

Harry groaned and snapped,
snarling �Damnit! Tom Riddle..
Lord Voldemort.� May I have your mark?!��

Tom suddenly had his wand in his
hand and ripped Harry�s arm off Hermione�s thigh, raising it and pressing his
wand to the skin on Harry�s forearm.�

Harry screamed in pain, turning his
head away.� Tom continued to press the
wand to him, looking down at his agony and pumping, hands-free into Hermione�s
ass, which she ground eagerly back against him.�

She gasped at the strange
sensation flooding through her.� It was
like a flowing.. or a
bridging.. Both around her and inside her.�

The closest thing to the sensation was the feeling of directing raw magic.�

She opened her eyes and saw Harry
struggling, tears squeezed from the corners of his eyes.�

His lust died within her and she felt a slight clearing in the haze that was
her mind.�

Turning her head to his raised arm
she saw Tom�s wand and the dark mark.. except it was different.�

This mark was surrounded by a rim of boiling dark clouds.� They flickered with lightning here and
there.�

2+2 filtered through her mazed mind and became 4.�

Clearly.. a piece of Tom�s
soul was not as good as the whole thing.�
Tom would never have let himself be sucked into taking a mark.�

The man in question dropped Harry�s arm and curled his body around hers, his
arms wrapping around her tenderly, his lips against
her neck.�

He moved gently within her, easing in and out of her slowly.� She realised she could feel his satisfaction.

�Quite right, precious one..� And he did it..for you.. however..
since he failed to extract any kind of promise.. technically he did it for nothing.�

Harry was recovering from the pain
and looked at his arm with horror.�

�What did I do?!� Mione!!� His eyes
were wide and frightened.�

Tom laughed softly in her
ear.� He sounded so sexy.�

Still holding her he lifted her off Harry�s wilted cock and sat down on the
edge of the mattress with his feet on the floor, her legs either side of
his.�

In one movement it seemed he lifted her legs up to her chest and tilted her,
spinning her around on his prick till she faced him, releasing her legs to wrap
around his waist.�

�Mmm.. that is so much better.. my.. beautiful ..mudblood!�
he growled, his face dazzling in his triumph.

The word sort of turned her on when he said it, she acknowledged.�

And she also realised he knew it and it was partly why he used it.� The other parts being because it turned him on too and because it would probably
upset Harry.�

He leaned in and captured her lips, kissing her passionately.� She responded in kind, using her legs wrapped
around him to leverage herself and move on his cock.�

�mmmm...� he indicated his approval.�

Pulling away from this kiss he
slid his hand between them and started to rub her clit.�

�Pardon my inattentiveness earlier.. it was necessary that you not
come while connected to the boy.. I will show you all that can be done with this bond later.. But for
now.. Hermione..Come!��

She felt as if something had suddenly ramped her lust up several notches and as
if a bucket of neurotransmitters had been dumped out in her brain as she
suddenly came.. hard, her whole body clenching around Tom, hearing herself
cry out jubilantly.�

Tom too, gasped, gripping her harder and bowed his head, thrusting up, his
breathing suddenly laboured.�

He groaned as the twinges and muscle spasms died down.��

�That is..
somewhat more.. intense.. than I expected� he muttered.��

Hermione felt her head clear
somewhat and looked at Tom uncertainly.�

She wanted to kiss him and wrap her arms around him tightly and not immediately
separate.. but she had a
feeling he had other things to do.�

She glanced at Harry who was lying on the bed, looking angrily at the mark on
his arm.� His entire posture and
expression flashed in neon letters ten miles high �I am such a fucking
idiot.� Why did I DO
that?!� ��

He sighed.� �Unfortunately not this time, my dear� he
said and sounded actually regretful. ��

Nodding sadly she extricated him
from her body and stepped away, her knees a bit rubbery.�

A scourgify flashed over her.� In the next minute Harry was screaming and
clutching at his arm.�

He stopped and glared at Tom.�

�Just testing, Harry� Tom smirked
smugly.�

�In the spirit of experimentation � Hermione, could you go and lick his mark
for me��

Harry held his arm away
protectively and looked at her in horror.�

She rolled her eyes.� �calm down.� I wasn�t going to pounce on you and start
slobbering� she thought.�

Tom snorted.�

�well if you�d rather she didn�t, then.� It should work just as well if you do it.� Do try Potter, as without your magic, you
have no other means of contacting me should you require..
assistance.. at any point.��

Harry looked infuriated�

�I may create such a circumstance
if you do not test it immediately� Tom said threateningly.�

Harry looked like he wanted to
spit and half turned, holding his arm out to Hermione imperiously.�

�lick it then� he demanded.�

She frowned and folded her arms
resentfully.� �well
I would have.. but if you�re going to be like that about it..� she snarked.�

Tom rolled his eyes and grabbed Harry�s
arm, wrenching it toward him and licked the mark, looking away distractedly
with his eyes.�

�Yes.� It works.�

My my... it is
a rather unusual sensation.. isn�t
it.. I�m glad I didn�t put anything like that into mine, it would have been
difficult to prevent Bella from licking herself raw once she�d realised.� And I�d likely never have gotten any sleep.��

Hermione felt a momentary sharp
prick of jealousy at the idea that Bellatrix Lestrange
might pleasure Tom.�

She forced it down.� It was irrational.
And Bella was dead anyway so it didn�t matter.�

Tom smiled and reached out to
capture her hand.� He brought it to his
lips and kissed her fingertips.��

�What a pity I cannot mark you this way, my dear.� I would even consider..finding
a means of making it bidirectional.. simply so that I
could surprise you with such a shiver at unexpected moments.�

Although... I see the potential for misinterpretation by my servants.. No.. it
is for the best that I am not tempted.�

I will never take a mark.� I am not as foolish and cockblind
as young Harry.�� He nipped at her
fingertips and she shivered at the delicious sensation.�

She wished she could go home and lie with him some more.�

Tom�s smug expression conveyed
clearly that he was quite aware of her near insatiable desire for him.�

She noticed Harry was watching
them both.� He looked..calculating.�

This was not a good thing.� Never a good thing when Harry got that look on his
face.� It meant he had figured something
out and it was not going to be good for someone else.�

Since there was only Tom and herself present, either
option was less than ideal.�

�watch
out� she warned Tom. �your..soul mate.. is planning�.

Tom sighed and looked at the bed
he and Harry sat upon with some measure of disdain.� �This is not.. ideal�� he observed.�

Harry snorted at him
cynically.� �I didn�t think it was
supposed to be for comfort..��

Tom�s red eyes flickered and his
perfect lips curved into a small smile. �perhaps
not..� he conceded. �But I believe I am beginning to expand my view of you, Harry.� We are..so very alike..these
days.� And after I bind you..��

Harry snarled.� �I�m not going to bind with you! You just bloody marked me.� Isn�t that enough?!��

Tom made a dismissive
gesture.� He seemed to concentrate for a
moment and wandlessly transfigured the bed.�

It was still a four post bed, but now it resembled his own,
even down to the colour of the curtains.�

Harry looked around at it with an
expression of surprise.� It was clear he
was pleased with it but didn�t want to show it.�

�Would you like a bathroom too, Harry?�
Tom offered flippantly.� �I could put one
in.. with a large tub..if you
like��

Hermione looked around the room
suddenly.� No doors.� No curtains.. how did Harry wash.. or relieve
himself.�

�There is a waste hole in the
floor over there� Tom responded to her query. �And Potter is scourgified when he is healed
and whenever I visit him.��

Hermione swallowed and felt a momentary flash of pity again.� She hadn�t had to deal with a waste hole too extensively before she�d had her wee
breakdown.� Harry had been here for.. Draco said almost four weeks.�

�I suppose you want me to agree to
the binding for a bathroom?!�� Harry asked snidely.

Tom shrugged and held out his hand
to Hermione.� She took it and let him
pull her onto the bed to sit in front of him, between his legs.� He rested his back against the frame of the
bed on the bottom and bent his knees, walling her in on either side.�

Wrapping his arms around her in an affectionate, possessive gesture, he pressed
a kiss to her head and cuddled her.� Cuddled her!

Complete with slight rocking and all.��

Harry�s eyes sharpened and he
looked at them with something akin to thirst on his face.�

�Suit yourself then, Harry.� You don�t have
to have a bathroom.� I merely offered
one.� It wasn�t in exchange for
anything.�

I had a momentary urge to be generous in the wake of the sex.��

�Yes!�� Harry responded quickly.� �I�d like a bathroom.� Please!��

Tom studied him.�

Hermione could feel the patient coiled anticipation in her lover somehow.

�Fine.� I will add a room.� Later.� Remind me, Hermione.��

She nodded, thinking to herself that the day Tom Riddle needed reminding of
anything whatsoever was the day she would buy a hat purely so that she could
eat it.��

His arms tightened around her and he kissed her behind the ear affectionately.�

She felt warm and wanted.� It was a good
feeling.�

Harry sat alone against the bedframe on the other side of the bed and watched
them.�

She supposed that she should try to give Tom what he wanted.�

His finger stroked her upper arm subtly as if rewarding her.�

�Harry..
� she started, looking at him sadly.� �It
doesn�t have to be this way..� You could be happy here.. with
us.� If you just let
yourself.�� She bit her lip.

�there are so
many things we could do..��

She thought clearly �is Ron still
alive?�� The finger on her arm stroked
down once.�

She thought again �is he in any state for Harry to see him again?�� A sideways motion now.� Drat.� She
swallowed.�

Harry looked dubious.�

�there
are lots of games..� Before� I saw you last time and got a bit of a
fright we..that is Tom, Draco, Severus and I.. were all playing with polyjuice.� It was so
good!!� We could do that again.�� Harry looked at her uncertainly.��

�If you like, i�d play Ron � I know just how he should have treated you.� Ron was always an idiot.�

He has a nice body though.�

If I could get past the..great big idiot.. thing, i�d fancy him too.��

Harry�s eyes brightened
tentatively now.� She continued�

�But it would be different if I was him � I know what it�s like now and I�d let
you nail me to the mattress if you wanted..�
And Draco would play too if you like because I�d ask him to.�

You shouldn�t laugh at him about his animagus form.� He�s sensitive about it.��

Harry looked quite interested in
the prospect. His eyes darted to Tom uneasily, obviously expecting some kind of
demand or requirement. �

Tom smiled wanly.

�If you don�t wish me to join in.. I understand, Harry.. however..I could please you far more than Ronald
Weasley could on his best day� Tom said softly, seductively.�

�More than Hermione in a Ronald Weasley suit, as delightful as she is � and she
is delicious when she is squirming
below you, trying to cope with the demands of her own cock..�

more..even..than that debauched little
gold-gilded slut Draco.��

�You see..
I know exactly..what
you like.�

You have no idea how good I can make
you feel.. if you allow me
to��

Harry wavered visibly, his eyes
widening as he looked at the gorgeous face with the unnatural eyes.��

Tom released Hermione and gestured
to the bed beside Harry.� She crawled there
and knelt passively.� Tom stretched his
shoulders, rolling them and emphasizing the perfect proportions of his lean
muscled body.��

He shifted to his own hands and knees and crawled slowly, somehow elegantly, up
the bed toward Harry, who lay transfixed, wide eyed and unmoving.� �

When he reached Harry�s feet he
gripped his ankles and pulled the boy easily down the bed, parting his legs and
dragging him down till he knelt between them.�

Harry looked almost
hypnotised.�

Tom feasted his eyes upon
him.� Harry�s body was more slender than
his own, his nipples a pinker shade while Tom�s were pale, almost as white as
the rest of his marble statue body.�

Harry�s narrow hips were all bones.� He
hadn�t been eating enough since he had been captured.�

Tom ran his fingertips from Harry�s
ankles up his legs, barely brushing his skin.�

When he reached his lower abdomen, Harry shuddered.� The fingertips kept going.�

For minutes Tom simply touched Harry all over,� running delicate fingertips over his
face, his throat, his arms.. nothing more..

Harry bit his lip and fidgeted eagerly.� Tom
smiled and leaning down he pressed a soft kiss to the tender skin just above Harry�s
hipbone.�

He followed it with more, light, tender caresses and soft kisses, and then he
was tracing the tip of his tongue around Harrys
nipple, not touching the nipple, just painting around it with warm breath and
saliva..

Harry whimpered.�

Hermione was spellbound and tried not to move, for fear of ruining it.

Tom kissed his way up Harry�s
chest and started to lick the line of his jaw, dipping down to suck his
neck.� Moaning softly, Harry moved his
hips against the body above him helplessly.�
His hands hovered in the air uncertainly.�

Tom whispered in his ear. �I want you Harry...�
and Harry�s hands found their way around him, skating excitedly over his
skin up to his neck and hair and then down to the small of his back.. timidly stopping above Tom�s
buttocks.�

Tom tilted his head, looking down
at Harry�s blushing aroused face.�

He dipped low and flicked his tongue at the boys lip, teasing him till Harry
was leaning up when he retreated.�

Then Tom descended upon him, seizing his mouth roughly, devouring him with
passion.�

Harry made an urgent little sound
in the back of his throat and his legs slipped up around Tom, hooking over his
thighs as if to prevent him from leaving.

Tom smirked through the kiss, growling low as he rubbed his pelvis against him
gently. �Hermione could see they were
both hard.� She desperately wanted to
join them but knew without question that this was a moment for just the two of
them.� She was honoured to be allowed to
watch.��

Parting the kiss, Tom leaned up a
couple of inches, breathing almost as fast as Harry.�

�You do not need to worry.. I am not that red haired
buffoon.� I will not leave you wanting. I
want you to be mine Harry.. as
Hermione is mine.. as she is yours too..

I am weary of allowing my life to be dictated by a drunk
old hag and a mad puppeteer.� They
destroyed both our lives Harry.�

And they are dead.� Yet we live.� I feel alive
with you in my arms..��
He ground against Harry�s cock and the boy gasped, closing his eyes in
pleasure.

Wrapping his arms under Harry�s
shoulders, Tom embraced him even as he supported himself on his elbows.�

�Do you not feel alive right now?�� He returned to placing small butterfly kisses
on Harry�s lips and jaw..

�Ohhh...� touching you feels..
so strange though..� Harry mumbled, tilting his head
away for Tom to access his neck.�

The boy in question started nibbling his way down a sequence of apparently well
mapped favourite spots.�

Harry was mewling and clutching at him in seconds.

�What does it feel like?� Tom
muttered into his neck, moving back down to his collarbone.�

�Familiar..�
said Harry uneasily, able to talk now that Tom had moved away from the super
erogenous zones at his neck.� �Like.. like a brother.. or..someone close to me..� worse than with Ron..� I think I can feel you through Hermione.. when I touch you.. it feels.. strange.��

Hermione swallowed.� She was absolutely certain that Harry was
simply recognising the similarity of their souls on some level.� Part of him was Tom.�

Tom stopped kissing Harry and
hissed something at him.� Harry startled
and hissed back.�

The older boy raised himself and let only his tiny pebbled nipples touch
against Harry�s own, making him gasp in surprise and look at the red eyed boy
in wonder.�

�You are.. like me..Harry.� Who will ever understand either of us but the
other?� Even Hermione cannot truly know..��

At this, Harry turned his head to
look up at Hermione.� She gasped.

�No.. don�t stop... you are SO beautiful together.. please.� I�ll be quiet.. I just want to watch you..��

Harry turned back and looked up at
Tom.� �I..love her..� She doesn�t have to understand everything
about me.� I love who she is.��

Tom leaned down and kissed him. ��..And I
never said you had to choose between us Harry.�
But can you not accept..both of us?��

He leaned up and pulled Hermione
to him gently till he could kiss her.� Harry
lay below him, groin to groin and watched them kiss.� Tom released her and Hermione leaned down and
kissed Harry, who responded urgently, as if he wanted to reclaim her.�

Tom sniggered.� �She isn�t going to vanish either, Harry.��

Harry kissed her even more desperately.�
When he finally released her he looked despairing
suddenly.�

Both Hermione and Tom shared a
startled glance.�

�What is it� Tom demanded quietly.�

Harry looked at him
unhappily.� �she
loves you.. she�ll
never love me��

Tom seemed confounded as if he
couldn�t work out why that mattered or why Harry would even want her to.�

�She is.. quite attached.. to me.. yes� he said
uncertainly.� �but
she ..cares
for you.� She was
..distressed.. that you had been harmed, if you
recall.� I had to remove her.��

Harry sighed.� �She was only bothered by the blood.� She watched Snape curse me for ages without
caring.��

Hermione protested �I was bothered
Harry. But..�� she frowned.� �Do we have to have this particular
conversation now?��

Two even stares met her.�

She scowled.� �fine.� I was bothered.. but..you ..
you scare me! �Alright?!�
You frighten the hell out of me sometimes and I�m not just scared of
what you might do to me � although I am scared
of that � I�m scared that you might somehow, in some way, manage to hurt Tom
and I don�t want anything to ever
hurt him.�

The things you did to me..��

She swallowed.� This was not
helpful.� She silently begged Tom to
forgive her.�

�look.. I
love Harry..
it�s just.. you�re not Harry
anymore. You�re..Lord Potter. �Lord Potter
could do anything.. any
bloody thing that enters his mind on the spur of the moment. �

Call me over and cut me just to demonstrate to Ron how weak he is � or demand
memories of my torture for his private porno collection.�

But.. but you have no magic
now.. and Tom�s here.. and
someone would stop you if you decided to..�

her eyes had widened and she felt like she was trying to reassure herself to
prevent the panic that rose at the thought of Harry getting free.��

Toms face softened and he stroked
her hair reassuringly and lifted himself up to kneel, straddling Harry, his
hard cock at a 60 degree angle.�

Half turning and pulling her close he put his arms around her and soothed
her.�

�I told you, Hermione.. I will not allow him to hurt you again.�

You did not have to have sex with him earlier.�
You could have come to me and I would have taken you away.�

You did not need to even see Harry.� I offered you a choice. There was no
pressure.� Yet you chose to.�

Trust in me that I will protect you and do only that which you truly wish to do.��

Tom turned back to look down at Harry.� His voice was not unkind.�

�I did tell you when I restored you to your human form, have you
forgotten?�

She is frightened of you.�

You are..so similar to me in many ways Harry.. but you are also so very young
and brash � you act unwisely at times, seeking only to feed your immediate
needs, without worrying about the longer term result..

...and you have only recently discovered how powerful you can be.��

�If I had treated her as you treated her.. she would not be turning to me for comfort right now.�

Admittedly it was perhaps a more difficult situation for you than I as she expected cruelty and fear from me and
was surprised when I was instead kind to her, whereas from you she expected kindness and understanding and had no
means of dealing with such callous enslavement to someone she loved.��

�You should know - She wept
bitterly when I convinced her I had killed you.�
It must have been a wonderful thing for her to find you lived.�

And ...luckily for us all.. you
destroyed the possibility that she might feel safe with you and work to aid the
order.��

The order is barely hanging on now.� A
few rebels remain to be rounded up.. but your loss,
and Hermione�s supposed betrayal, decimated the ranks.� Most of them could not see how continuing to
fight could serve any purpose.��

Tom faltered, sighing.. �All of this..is because you are
in some.. but not all.. ways
� similar to myself.�

You loved her and feared her loss �
you wanted to possess her.. and
you went about it in a manner I might have employed if I were half a century
younger and had less experience of the ultimate result of such an
endeavour.�

Even now.. you unnerve her by
presenting a facade of the boy she remembers.. tempting
her to believe in your weakness.. your softness.� This deception does you no favours, Harry.� If you were..lord Potter as she calls you.. all the time.. she would eventually adapt.�

Teasing her with the visage of Harry�s innocence and then
tearing it away only serves to make her distrust you still more.��

You are like a Gryffindor�s idea of a Slytherin.��

Tom leaned down and stroked the side of the boy beneath him.�

Harry�s face contorted into
different frustrated and angry expressions.�
�But... there�s nothing I can do.�
she only wants me as I was.. she
never saw me like I saw her � she
thought of me as just a friend and that
isn�t enough.��

If I act like she wants me to, then she is soft and hot and sexy but when I
show her what I want she panics and
freezes or obeys rigidly � she isn�t.. she doesn�t behave
for me the way she does for you.�

She doesn�t love me the way I want
her to.� I can see it in her eyes.�� I want her to love me..�

and.. I want her to obey me too.��

I want her to enjoy the things I enjoy..�� Harry looked up at Tom desperately.�

Hermione pushed away from Tom
coldly and got off the bed, stepping back from them both.�

�Look.. I just do my best to pretend you�re both not evil bastards, alright. �And right now � you�re ruining it.�

How about, just for a change � nobody hurts
me.� Nobody
says �you�re mine!� in that creepy way like I�m some kind of contested
object.�

Tom � stop giving Harry pointers on
how best to bloody suck me in.� It�s
easier to imagine you care when you�re not actually teaching a night course on
�manipulating people into a false sense of security while still getting what
you want�.� All of this is stupid.� If you took this bloody necklace off I�d...��

Tom tilted his head
interestedly.� Harry raised an eyebrow
and god they looked like brothers.�

�What would you do?� Tom asked in
a low, innocently curious voice that set the hairs on the back of her neck
standing up.�

She took a step further back and
swallowed.�

Tom started to move off Harry, but
the boy below her shot her a meaningful glance and
held him by the arms.�

�Kiss me again..� he demanded.�

Tom looked delighted, as if he was
a dog that had just done a clever trick.�
�Yes Harry.� More like that.. Playing
off against me and saving her from
imagined danger is an excellent way to get into her graces.��

Hermione thought
suddenly about Lucius and felt like an idiot.�

Tom snorted and looked at
her.� �Severus did warn you, my dear, that I was likely using him in that
respect.� However you were perfectly
right to be afraid, as time did tell. So bravo to you for
recognising a genuine threat.�

You can still visit him later, since you were so insistent about doing so
earlier.��

Harry looked confused.�

�Lucius�
Tom explained shortly.�

Harry�s eyes widened.� �You said she wouldn�t have to see him if I..��

Tom frowned.� �firstly.. She knows
quite well that you enjoyed seeing her with Lucius
and I am becoming less amused by your posturing now.� Secondly � I said no such thing.� �I said
that she would be sent to him immediately
if you refused � and she would have
visited him immediately in that case.

It just so happens that she would have been visiting him later anyway even if you were compliant, as she had specifically requested to do so shortly
before we came to you.��

Harry still looked confused and
slightly concerned.�

Tom snorted, entertained.� �No, boy,.. Lucius is not further competition.� She does not feel for him.. in
fact she would prefer not to see
him.� She is going because she believes
she is protecting Draco.��

And you Hermione added mentally.�
Mostly you in
fact.�

Tom acknowledged the thought with a pleased expression again, staring into her
eyes.�

�I will not allow him to harm her
as he did before�� he
said softly.�

�Against my own will.. against
my own better judgement and best interests... I have developed a rather strong
attachment to her.� I find myself..indulging her.. more and more often.�

�... Tell me what you were
thinking to do if I released you from the necklace, Hermione.� I will not be angry.� I am merely curious.� I promise no harm will come of it if you tell
me.��

Harry turned to look at her
curiously too now. She bit one side of her lip.�
�I.. it�s stupid.�

I realised the problems with it immediately.�

I wouldn�t do anything.� Don�t ever take
the necklace off me, because i do get that kind of
sudden impulse from time to time.� I�d
ruin everything..��

Tom�s look of impatience was faintly
mirrored on Harry�s face in a disturbing manner.�

�I.. I
thought if the prophesy had never existed � Harry would have grown up with his
parents, you wouldn�t have lost your body and you both might not have been
enemies..

but of course you still would be and it might be
worse.. far worse.�
It probably would be.� It�s one
thing to be able to change anything.. but if you don�t know how everything fits together then its just idiotic to mess around in reality.�

Apart from that, if i did that, I�d end up changing
my own time line and thinking I�d gone mad.��

Tom looked at her consideringly.� �of all the things you could change you�d pick that..� he mused�

�You could simply alter our attitude to one another in the present.. or adjust the present configuration of space � perhaps
isolate us from the wizarding world.. but instead you
immediately think of changing the entire course of history.�

As if that were just as simple a solution.� Oh.. just remove this piece here and everything would have been
better.�

Yes.. I think i agree with
you � it would be unwise for me to release you.�

You would likely do something absolutely momentous accidentally and then end up
in the centre of the sun or at the bottom of the ocean..
or somewhere equally inhospitable.� �

Harry looked indecisive, his eye
flicking between them both.� Tom noticed
and raised an eyebrow.�

�Well.. it�s just... she�s the greatest witch i�ve
ever met.� You can�t just..make her a squib for the rest of her natural life. There
has to be some other way..��

Tom snorted.� �Her natural life... That is an interesting
point Potter.� Hermione will never die naturally.� She is not aging as she naturally would.�

So in effect, assuming I can find a way to insure against unnatural death, I am condemning her to a squib existence forever.��

Both Harry and Hermione�s jaws
fell open in horror�

�The thought has struck me that it is terribly unfair for such a talented witch
to be so limited.�

However.. I can not find a
way to release her magic..without giving her access to
magic, Potter � and as we have just
established, she would likely as not take the entire universe apart on a
whim.��

Hermione recovered her tongue
�What do you mean I�m not aging?!� I just
had my cycle.� My body is certainly doing
something!!.�
How did.. why would..�

Tom looked at her seriously.� �No.�
I�m afraid not, Hermione. Organs work.�
Blood pumps.. You will experience menses.. but your cells simply replenish
themselves perfectly. ��

Neither you, nor I nor Severus are currently aging, Hermione.� It was my little..gift..
to us all after I had thought I would lose both you
and Severus.�

You had saved Severus life and I had all of your power in my grasp.. it
was the work of but a minute to change that one small thing.� To simply make our bodies more..effective.�

But I was too hasty.� I should have
thought to render you.. render
all of us.. impervious
to harm.� I was distracted by the moment as they say and then it was too
late.� Now..I
cannot risk it.� Hence the horcrux I
still would like you to make.� ��

She was appalled.�

�But.. but I don�t want to be seventeen forever!� And I might be able to live a lifetime
without magic if I throw myself into something like potions..or
arithmancy.. but I certainly can�t live forever like this. I don�t want to.��

Harry looked ill. ��What...what is going to happen to me as we both go through time?!..� I�ll get older, won�t
I?!� And someday I�ll die.. and then she�ll die too.��

Or.. or will I just go on and
on because she won�t die?�� He looked
queasy.�

Hermione on the other hand looked
relieved.� �Yes!..
I�ll die when Harry dies!� Thank
goodness.��

Tom sighed sadly.� �And here you see,
we come to the crux of the dilemma.� If Harry
dies � you will die.� If you die.. I will die.. and I have absolutely no intention of dying.�

Therefore either Harry will join us for eternity.. or Harry will
release you from both your bond and your mark.�

If Potter cannot face an eternity of mastery, exploration, self-development and
good sex and he refuses to release
you - then I will have to strive until I can find a way to dispatch him and yet
spare you.��

However.. I believe I do have at least one suitable
means of prolonging Harry indefinitely which does not require his willing participation
to administer.��

Harry looked stunned.� �What.. what will you do to me?��
he choked out.��

Tom smirked.� �I merely said that I have one.� Not that I intended to utilize it.� It would likely bring you much closer to Hermione
and as you have already marked her and taken prime bond..
I am understandably reluctant to tip matters further in your favour.�

We shall see.� We have many years.. decades in fact.. before I need to be concerned about your aging process.�

By that point i can almost guarantee that I will have
identified a more suitable option or will have discovered a means of killing
you.��

Tom focused on the boy beneath
him, who now looked stricken.� �perhaps in time you might sway me in favour of searching for
methods of preserving rather than eliminating you��

He leaned down over the goosebump covered body and brushed
his lips over Harry�s jaw.�

Harry stared at him, frozen and wide eyed.

Tom smiled darkly. �I meant what I
said, Harry..��
He trailed a tongue down the boy�s throat lightly.� �I want you..

In truth.. I feel you belong with me already.� Almost.. as if you were a part of me�

Harry swallowed and turned his
face to look at Hermione, who still stood, unsure.��

Tom�s seduction of Harry was twisted and dark suddenly and she didn�t know how
to fix it.�

Harry�s eyes beseeched her.�

She made up her mind and returned
to the bed, crawling to Harry and kissing him.�

Tom looked up, surprised but
pleased at her initiative.�

He continued to kiss Harry, moving down his chest, licking and sucking.� Hermione kissed Harry fiercely and he put his
arms around her, pulling her down to lie beside him.�

She could tell when Tom had started to suck Harry�s dick by the way the boy
gasped suddenly through the kiss and moaned, writhing and tipping his
head.�

She broke it off and turned to
watch. She had never seen Tom perform fellatio before.�

He was obviously, to judge by Harry�s helpless sounds of pleasure, phenomenal
at it.�

�Does he?� she whispered to Harry.� �Does
he know exactly how you like it?��

Harry nodded frantically, his hands moving to delve into Tom�s hair.�

Tom had his eyes closed and seemed
to be thoroughly enjoying swallowing Harry�s cock over and over again.� Harry whimpered, bucking and trying to force Tom
even deeper.�

The muffled sound of a chuckle indicated that Tom knew quite well what he
wanted and preferred to tease him at present.�

Harry suddenly moaned loudly, tossing
his head.� She examined what Tom was
doing with interest.�

He seemed to be biting him.�

She recalled that that had made Lord Voldemort hiss in pleasure when she had done
it.�

Harry seemed to be on the brink of coming and was moaning needily,
murmuring little curses and compliments when Tom abruptly rose off his prick
and crawled up his body.�

Harry bucked at the air once or
twice and groaned in agonized frustration.�
�FUCK!!!� Godfuckingdamnit.. get back down there, you utter
bastard� he ranted.�

Tom just snorted in amusement,
leaning down over his face and kissing him gently.�

Harry looked pissed.�

�I want to fuck you, Harry.. Do you want me to?�

I can make you feel a lot better than
that with my cock..��
He fixed Harry with a glittering stare and licked the corner of his
mouth as if to clean a drop of saliva away.�

Harry�s gaze became stuck on Tom�s
lips and he looked at him hungrily.� �Kiss
me..� he whispered.�

Tom eagerly complied, kissing him gently, meltingly, rubbing his hard cock
against Harry�s slick wet one.�

Harry whimpered in lust.� �Yes.. fuck me.. I .. I need.. I need you to make me come��

Tom�s smile was feral and he crushed his lips against Harry�s triumphantly,
devouring him violently.�

Harry growled and broke the kiss off.�

�Fuck!!..
please!� Do it..�

Tom made his way down Harry�s body
again and cast the colonic spell.� Harry
barely flinched.�

He eagerly lifted his legs and let Tom slip them against his shoulders.�

When Tom positioned his cock at Harry�s
entrance the younger boy shivered.

Tom grinned nastily.� �You know.. it will hurt at first, Harry..��

Harry turned to Hermione who was
watching with something between arousal and morbid fascination.�

�it will hurt a lot
at first Harry.�� she
corrected.� �but
the pain goes away and then it just feels really..really
good.��

She turned to the ruby eyed adonis.� �Can I suck
him for the beginning?�� she asked tentatively.�

Tom looked thoughtful.� �Yes.� That would be..acceptable..You
will stop as soon as I tell you however.��

She nodded.�

Tom lowered Harry�s legs and
wrapped them around his hips in order to enable her to access his cock.

Spreading Harry�s cheeks and repositioning
himself at Harry�s tiny tight dry little hole he spat into his hand and rubbed
it over the head of his prick and around the little star of flesh.�

Harry looked afraid.�

Hermione didn�t know how to reassure him.�
There was no way � it was going
to be horrible at first.�

She gripped his cock and steered it quickly into her mouth, taking it
deep.� Harry gasped in relief and
immediately started to move against her.�

Tom laid a hand on her shoulder.� �Slowly.� He said, leaving no room for debate.� �Do not
allow him to come.��

She nodded and took Harry a bit shallower, just sucking on him like a stick of
rock candy rather than trying to bring him off.�

He groaned, frustrated again.�

At that second Tom thrust in, brutally, the force of his hips driving half his
cock into Harry.�

Harry cried out pitifully and then
began a litany of �fuck..fuck.. it
hurts so bad.. oh god.. stop..
I�m sorry.. i
was just curious.� I was wrong.� Stop..please!! please!!�

Tom ignored him completely and forced himself the rest of the way in.�

Hermione, concerned at how badly Harry
was taking it, started to take him a bit deeper again and suck harder.�

He tried to move in response but just winced when it caused him to shift
against the cock in his ass.��

Tom pulled out suddenly, making Harry
screech again and then he started roughly pounding into Harry over and over
again as the boy�s cries became weaker and turned to sobs.��

Hermione left Harry�s cock and went to him, kissing him and brushing away his
tears.�

He whimpered weakly �Oh god Mione.. hurts
so bad..��

she nodded and shhhed him,
stroking his hair.� �Don�t cry Harry. ...I
love you..� she whispered.�

Harry opened his emerald eyes and
looked at her hopefully, tears still running down his cheeks.� �You promise?��

She kissed him, gently, playing
her tongue over his and when she stopped, he smiled, crying harder.�

He whispered brokenly �I love you so much Mione.. please don�t leave me alone again�

And somehow when she looked at him
she just saw the confused desperate face of Tom when he took her from the cell
and called her back to her mind and begged her not to leave him alone.��

Tom stopped moving in Harry
suddenly and when she looked at him he looked upset.�

He avoided her eyes but when he started moving again it was with a tenderness
that had been absent before.�

He took Harry�s cock in his hand and manipulated it masterfully, while sliding
in and out of him slowly, achingly.��

Harry started to breathe faster
and soon he was moving with Tom and making little breathy moans.�

Hermione leaned down and kissed
him again gently.� �Better?� she
whispered.�

He nodded. �god.. that
feels..�� He faded out, tossing his head
and levering himself against Tom with his legs.

Tom leaned forward over Harry�s chest,� releasing his cock and taking the boy
into his arms.�

Changing the angle caused Harry to
groan and grind.�

Tom captured his mouth and kissed him tenderly, pumping into him with
care.� Harry opened his eyes, looking up
and seeming surprised at the softness in the serpentine red eyes.�

Tom kissed him again, holding him in a cradling embrace.� Harry looked at him in wonder.�

�I never knew..
it would feel like this..��

Hermione realised with a start
that it didn�t actually look like..fucking.�

Perhaps more like having sex.. or..or more like..she bit off the term that her mind wanted to
supply for what the two boys looked like together... there was an emotional
component between them that she�d never seen in Tom with herself or Severus.�

She wondered what it felt like to be with someone who shared your actual soul.�

Tom continued to kiss and gently
move in Harry.� Suddenly Harry
murmured.�

�if I become yours will we do this again?.. will you do this
again.. with me?��

He seemed scared.�

Tom said low.. �only if you
want me to.� I said I would never turn
you away, Harry.��

Harry caught his mouth again and
kissed him, �I want to be yours. Please! I want you.� Harry whispered�

Tom nodded, acknowledging it and
started to move a little harder and faster in Harry.� �Come for me..� he
murmured against his lips.� �come and I�ll make you mine forever.. beautiful..
lonely.. Harry.� I�ll keep you.. I won�t
ever leave you.. and Hermione
will be with us.� Ours.��

Harry gasped and moaned.� �Yesss�� he hissed
something unintelligible at Tom and the boy licked him, hissing back and
fucking him hard in response.��

She noticed that Tom spoke parseltongue differently to Harry.� Harry seemed to speak it more smoothly than
he had in school but it wasn�t quite as natural or elegant as when Tom spoke
it.��

Harry started to moan and plead
with Tom to fuck him harder.. faster..
more.. don�t stop.. so close..�

Tom was pounding into him brutally now and Harry seemed to be loving it.��

Just before he came, Harry hissed
something in parseltongue and Tom seemed to startle, looking at him shocked.

Then he roughly kissed Harry and the boy tipped, moaning helplessly into Toms mouth as he released him and groaned out his own nearly
simultaneous release.

They slowly ground to a stop, Harry panting and Tom gulping in air.�

He looked at Harry strangely for a
moment and then lowered himself to rest lightly on him, his forehead on Harry�s
chest.� Harry reached and stroked his
hair absently.�

Hermione tried not to breathe or move lest she disturb them.��

Tom panted, recovering and raised
his head to look at Harry.� he hissed something that sounded like a question in
parsel.� Harry hesitated and looked away,
embarrassed.�

�yes..� he said softly.�

Tom looked unsure what to make of
this.� He looked at Harry for a moment
and then summoned his wand from the floor beside the bed.�

The actual casting of the binding spell went very quickly and when it was
complete Hermione felt a strange faint dizzy sensation.��

Tom on the other hand tipped his
head back and seemed to exult.� Relief
flowed off him in waves.��

Then he seemed to remember whatever Harry had said to him that had bothered him
and returned to looking at him with a concerned speculative look on his
face.�

�You will have to find some way to
make peace with Severus Harry.�� he said slowly�

The thought seemed to darken his
expression considerably.� He wiped his
hand over his face in exasperation.�

�He is not going to like this.��

Underfuckingstatment
of the year, thought Hermione.� If Tom
really was thinking of keeping Harry,
Severus was never... ever... going to understand.. or rather � he would understand exactly immediately and be utterly destroyed.�

She bit her lip, worried.�

Tom pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered �I need to think��

Harry sat up suddenly, bringing
himself a few inches away from the Dark Lord.�

�..I want to call you Tom..� he said softly,
pleadingly.� �let
me call you Tom, like Mione.. please?.. I..I Lo-�

�Silence!� Tom hissed.� �Say it aloud and I will rip your tongue
out!� Damn it..
I need to think!!��

Hermione suddenly had a pretty
good idea what it was that Harry had said to Tom just before he came.�

It was guaranteed to sow a massive shitstorm between Severus
and Tom if he found out.��

Tom got off Harry and slid off the
bed.� He scourgified them both and
summoned his robes.��

Dressing and pacing, he looked around the room absently and banished all the
torture equipment.��

Hermione thought this was probably
not the best sign of a de-escalation of the shitstorm
to end all shitstorms.��

Harry looked ecstatic and seemed
to be biting his lips not to say anything that might ruin the state of affairs
he found himself in which no longer necessitated a torture chamber in his
bedroom.��

Tom looked upset and worried.�

Every so often he would look back at herself and Harry
and purse his lips and then something or other else would occur to him and he
would return to pacing.�

Finally he summoned Hermione�s lingerie from the floor and robes from wherever
he�d banished them and told her curtly to get dressed.��

While she was doing so he cast a
spell which seemed to provide him with some kind of floorplan
in white lines with a round room in the centre.�

He attended to it and then turned to the wall to the left from the bed and
placed his hand and his wand tip upon it, focussing intently until slowly a door
appeared.�

After a few minutes he let go of the wall and opened the door peering inside
and then closing it again and stalking back.�

He seemed a little..off..� as if he�d had a large shock and was still dealing with it. ��

He looked at them both, frowning.�

�No one but myself and house elves
will be able to apparate into this room for the
moment.�

I will send a house elf with food and drink later.� ...and bedclothes..�
he added as an afterthought.�

Harry swallowed and looked at him
hopefully.� �..May I call you Tom?� he
asked mildly.�

Tom looked unsettled.� �No.� you will call me your Lord.��

Harry looked down, saddened.� �ok� he said meekly.�

This seemed to bother Tom even
more for some reason.� He hesitated and
looked away.�

�Hermione.� Come to me. I will take you to Lucius now��

Hermione flinched slightly.� She..she shouldn�t
go to Lucius right now.. like
this.. she was barefoot and her hair was a mess and
her robes were wrinkled.� Lucius would take it as an invitation to string her up
immediately.�

�Please To..my
Lord.. I need to go to my room and tidy myself up first.� Please don�t send me to him like this.��

Tom looked at her in
irritation.� �I will instruct him he is
not to harm you.� He said impatiently. �

She looked down, a terrible
sinking feeling in her stomach.� �ok� she whispered.�

Harry seemed to become distressed.
��No!� he shouted in a pleading tone.�� Don�t take her to him!� Look!� Can�t
you see she doesn�t want to go?!� He�s going to hurt her..
even if you tell him not to.� She knows it, I know it � even YOU know it.. you just don�t care!��

Tom flicked his hand lazily at him
and Harry collapsed in pain, crying out pitifully.�

�it is not your place to contradict me Harry.�� Tom said uneasily.� �Hermione knows why it is necessary that she
see Lucius.��

Hermione grimaced..� She realised
suddenly that Tom had taken for granted that her going to Lucius
would probably mean some discomfort on her part, if not outright torture.� It was why he had been so pleased and proud
of her when she had asked to go.��

She went to Tom and bowed her head
submissively.� He wrapped his arm around
her distractedly and apparated them.�

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