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Heart of A Snake	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 13692 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter 46
Hermione opened her eyes slowly. She immediately recognized her surroundings. She was in Tom's room… well, their room. She sat up slowly, ignoring the pounding in her head. It was dark now, so she supposed she had been out for some time.
Her glance moved towards the window, where a figure was sitting silently.
"Tom?" she whispered.
He didn't answer.
She finally pulled herself upright, leaning back against the headboard. Her hand moved up and touched the back of her head. A hiss escaped her lips.
"Do you know how close I was to losing you tonight?" Tom asked, still staring at the window. He couldn't even turn to face her.
Hermione cringed. He was probably furious. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Sorry?" Tom stood abruptly, turning to face her. The moon light came in through the window, pouring out onto Tom's back.
"Yes, I am."
"Sorry doesn't change the fact that you almost died," he said harshly.
Hermione felt the tears pool in her eyes. She immediately blamed it on the hormones. A sob escaped her lips and she buried her face in her hands.
Tom sighed. He sat down on the bed next to her sobbing form. Taking her hands, he gently pried them away from her face. "Stop crying," he said.
"Don't hate me," she sobbed.
Tom would have laughed if the situation wasn't so serious. "Hermione, I could never hate you."
She leaned into him, her face now pressed up against his chest. She clutched onto his robes as the tears continued.
His hands found their way into her hair, cradling her head. "I thought I was going to lose you," he whispered, his voice coming out hoarse.
Hermione stopped crying for a moment, lifting her head slightly. "Were you crying?" she asked, her big brown eyes piercing into his eyes.
Tom scowled. "Of course I was crying. Hermione, Bellatrix gave you a concussion, I was so scared I was going to lose you and the babies."
Hermione buried her face in his chest. "I love you, Tom."
He sighed. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "I love you too, Hermione, but honestly, I'm just furious with you."
"I'm sorry," she whispered softly.
"Sending Severus was the right thing to do, but you shouldn't have engaged Bellatrix, especially in your condition," Tom said. "Walking into the room, seeing her choking you…" He shuddered.
Hermione pressed a kiss to his chest. "I'm okay now, and that's all that matters." They sat there silently for a moment, Tom stroking her hair.
"What happened to Harry and the others?" she asked, her head popping up.
"I had Draco escort them out."
Hermione smiled. Despite everything that had happened, she was glad they were released. "I'm so proud of you," she said.
He grinned. "Yes, well, I told you I did not want to fight anymore, and I meant it. Potter is not any of my concern."
"Is the Horcrux safe?"
"For now, later today I am going to try and merge it back with my soul."
"Will it work?"
"Hermione, I already told you I don't know," he said, tucking a loose curl behind her ear.
"You know, if you really want to make things right, you should ask for Harry's help. Maybe show him that you have changed," Hermione suggested.
Tom was quiet for a moment. It was a good idea. He needed to get into the world's good graces if he wanted any shot at redemption, and Potter was a good way to do that. Maybe if he spoke to Kingsley, the older wizard could help him out a bit.
"But I'm tired, Tom, so take this off," she said, tugging on his outer robes.
Tom chuckled. "As you wish." He stood off the bed and took his robes off. Tom stripped down so he was now in his silky green boxers.
Hermione let out a small giggle. "Take my clothes off too," she commanded, sending him a smirk.
"Why?"
"Because it's hot!" she complained, sending him a look.
Tom chuckled before reaching down and pulling off her shirt. He grabbed her pants, slipping them off. Hermione was now in her underwear and a tank top. "Come on," she said, holding the duvet up for him.
Tom smiled, sliding into the bed next to her. Immediately his hands went around her, tugging her close. His left hand moved lower, resting on the baby bump.
"I still can't believe we're having twins," he whispered before pressing a kiss to her temple.
Hermione grinned. "I still can't believe I'm with you. Honestly Tom, I was your prisoner when I first came here."
His face darkened a bit. "I'd rather not think of that."
"I know," she said, flipping over. She reached up, gently cupping his face. "But it's still your past Tom, along with everything else that has happened. Even if you don't want to think about it."
"I know," he replied. "But I'd rather think of my future, our future." He leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
Hermione moaned, pressing her body closer to his. Breaking the kiss, she sighed in content. "I'm too tired for sex."
Tom smiled, a small laugh escaping his lips. "That's fine, we can just cuddle."
She snuggled up next to him, smiling. "Will we get married soon?" she asked.
The two of them really hadn't talked about marriage. What Hermione didn't know though, was that Tom and Narcissa had been planning the entire thing. He wanted to surprise her.
"Soon," he replied, grinning cheekily. She just didn't realize how soon he meant.
"Good, because I finally want to be Mrs. Riddle."
Tom laughed. "Hermione, I love you."
"I love you too, now what should we name our babies?"
Tom shrugged. "I think you should be the one to decide."
Hermione chewed on her lip. "I've been thinking, but I'm really not sure. We'll see."
Tom nodded, kissing her temple. "Whatever you decide will be perfect."
Hermione was quiet. Tom assumed she had fallen asleep. He lay there, holding onto her tightly. She was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
In the back of his mind though, he knew he'd still have to pay for all his crimes. He only hoped the damage wouldn't be too bad.
Hermione shifted beneath the blankets. "Love you."
Tom pressed a kiss to her forehead. "And I, you."
The two of them fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
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