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Time Changes All Things: Now Complete	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 59681 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 47: Confusion
Hermione looked at Sirius, truly hoping that he would help her find some answers.
"What just happened back there?"
Sirius had a hard time concentrating as he stared at her in the very provocative outfit. He knew what was underneath, and he couldn't help but be turned on by the way Hermione's breasts were spilling out of the vest.
Hermione reached out and grabbed Sirius's chin, "Look up here; now you seem to have some answers for me. I trust you to clear some things up for me. I'm sure that there is a reason I did what I did. "
"They're all right here love." Sirius pointed to the pensieve. "Everything you want to know, you left here to keep safe."
Hermione was confused, but nonetheless plunged her head into the pensieve. There she viewed herself, as she stood in front of the bedroom mirror. As she looked at herself, she listened as she talked while getting ready. "What if this doesn't work? I'm not even sure what he'll do to me when I get there." Her pensieve self fussed with her hair and then pulling down on the vest and twisting and turning to view her backside. "There has to be a way to protect my son, the Potters, Remus and especially Sirius. No one can know where I have been hiding the past few months."
Hermione laughed as she viewed the continual fussing she saw she had done over her appearance. She hadn't realized how nervous she had been. As she continued to watch her pensive self put in an earring, she held the other one in her hand. "I hope that this works. I've never done a Portus spell quite like this. I will set it to bring me back here in 3 hours time, just in case I'm in trouble and being tortured or something fun like that. I can't always count on apparating out on my own." She had gone over to baby Thomas, "I love you so much son. I want to come back to you. Please understand if I don't, I was only trying to protect you." She stroked his curly, brown locks and rubbed his plump cheeks. Hermione smiled as she saw the intense love that showed on her own face. She knew how much she loved her baby, but hadn't truly realized how passionate she was about sheltering Thomas from evil, Lord Voldemort included.
The pensieve Hermione looked down at the earring she held, "I'll be brought back here to the Potters living room." Drawing her wand, she cast, "Portus" on the earring, and put it in her ear, smiling at her own genius.
"Now for the matter of protecting my friends and saving Sirius's life." Hermione watched as she had taken memory after memory and dropped them into the pensieve. "There is enough memories there to know what I'm doing, without giving anything away that will bring grief and destruction onto the occupants of this house."
Hermione seemed taken aback at her own actions, "I was as bad as a bat flying without the power of echolocation!"
As she came out of the pensieve's power, she turned to Sirius who couldn't quit staring at her. "Well apparently it worked because you are here." He wasn't smiling at her. She could tell that Sirius wasn't happy about what had happened. She wasn't sure if it had to do with what she had done or with how she was acting now. "So, did you accomplish what you needed to?" He looked sad as he watched her.
She wasn't sure how to answer him, "I did, but I was pulled back before I…"
"Before your port key brought you back." They stood gazing at each other. The silence had turned into an ugly, uncomfortable thing. Both wanted to say what was on their mind, but scared to let the words pass their lips.
"Did you find him? Were you able to talk to Thomas's father?" Hermione could see the dejection in Sirius, as he already knew what she would say.
"Yes, I found him. He wants to meet Thomas." Sirius seemed angry by this news.
"I thought that you were scared of him? Isn't that why you ran away?" Sirius's eyebrows scrunched together and his jaw clenched waiting for her to answer him. Hermione struggled with how she could explain all of this without giving away the identity of Thomas's father. "Did he do something to change your mind?"
Hermione looked down at her hands as she fiddled with her bracelet. Yes, he had done something, and it was something that had felt really good. His kiss had burned into her soul making her realize how much she still loved Tom. "Sirius, I haven't seen him in a long time. He wants us to come back with him." A look of defeat played on Sirius's face as he listened to Hermione's explanation. She had never wanted to hurt this man. Hermione looked down at her hands as she fiddled with her bracelet. She ached inside knowing she would end up hurting Sirius; also she knew that she needed to protect him. It seemed like regardless of what she ended up doing someone would be hurt. The main person she had to protect was Thomas. Her own heart might have to break in the process.
"Are you sure it's safe?" He reached out to take her hands in his, his fingers lazily rubbing the inside of her wrists. Hermione once again couldn't look at him because honestly she wasn't sure. Her heart and her head felt at war with the other. Looking in Tom's eyes had been Heaven for her. She could see that even though many years had gone by for him, he still cared deeply for her and wanted her. There was no denying how her heart felt. She was still in love with her Tom. She didn't want the Dark Lord. She knew that there was still a slim chance of her persuading Tom not to follow the path that would lead to the Potters being killed.
"I'm not sure about anything." Hermione could feel her vulnerability bubbling up to the surface. Sirius reached out and pulled Hermione to him. She knew that she shouldn't let this man comfort her, but she felt weak. Being held in the safety of his arms felt good while she laid her head against his chest. She tried to reason in her mind that this was very similar to when Harry had used to hold and comfort her. The main difference though, is that she had never slept with Harry. This man wanted more from her and she didn't want to lead him on. For now she was exhausted and needed to go feed her son and then take a nap. Maybe some answers would come when she was more rested.

The Dark Lord lay in his bed staring at the ceiling. The events of the day still played in his mind. He still couldn't believe that Hermione had walked through his doors looking exactly like she had all of those years ago. The most surprising thing was that he still had so many deep feelings for this woman. He had convinced himself through the years, that he didn't need her or any woman. That he didn't need or want any entanglements like the one that had happened that last year at Hogwarts. But, the moment he had seen her beautiful face, dark thick locks and her voluptuous body, his vows of no attachments to Hermione had flown out the window. The magnetic pull to her had been undeniable. All he wanted to do was kiss her and make Hermione his once more. Then she was ripped away from him again. His whole body tensed as he remembered holding her one-second and having empty arms the next. How could this have happened again? He was now more determined than ever to find where she was hiding. Seeing the picture of his son had also stirred something inside of him. He had wondered through the years whether or not his child was alive. To see that he had survived, brought up so many unknown feelings within him.
A knock at the door startled his thoughts. He left his bed yanking the door open and it banged against the wall. Lucius Malfoy stood in a timid fashion on the other side.
"What is so important that you are disturbing me now?" He glared at his servant, noticing Malfoy trying to stand tall and look directly at him. "Well?" The impatience in his voice startled Lucius, who tried not to move, which made the Dark Lord smirk at his nervousness. He didn't feel like being patient at the moment. His life had been turned upside down again with Hermione's return. Just as it had when she had disappeared all of those years ago. It had felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest. His reason for living was gone, and his motivations for existing had taken a drastic, and gruesome turn. Now those feelings, which he had put deep inside of himself, had re-surfaced the second Hermione had walked through the door in her tight fitting leather ensemble, with her substantial breasts protruding into his line of vision. She had come to fight, and hadn't been playing fair at all. Hermione knew what his weaknesses were.
Lucius clearing his throat brought him back into the moment. Tom knew he trusted this Malfoy, just as he had thoroughly trusted his father.
"My Lord, we have some clues leading to where we think Hermione is in hiding."
The Dark Lord turned sharply to focus on Malfoy, "Where is she?"
"We have reasons to believe that she is staying at the home of James and Lily Potter." Malfoy looked down at the floor, as his master stayed silent.
Of course it would have to be the Potters, and their son from the crazy Seer's prophecy! Some of the highest-ranking members of Dumbledore's damn order! He felt his earlier headache returning. "Then we go and bring her back! What is the delay?" It only made his angrier wondering why his Death Eaters hadn't already accomplished what should be an easy task. It made him feel good to see Lucius starting to cower in his presence at his rising anger.
"There is one slight problem, my Lord…their home is being protected by a Fidelius Charm. We also have not been able to conclude who their Secret Keeper is." Malfoy's voice dropped off near the end of the sentence.
"One more barrier keeping me from Hermione and my son!" Now the Dark Lord felt like hurting everything within his reach. If Malfoy hadn't been a high-ranking member of his Death Eaters, he might have reached out and strangled him. "Why are you still standing here?" His angry outburst once again alarmed Lucius.
"My Lord, we spotted Hermione and Lily Potter yesterday in Diagon Alley. They unfortunately spotted us first, and…as we chased them, they quickly apparated away." The Dark Lord saw Malfoy flinch as he finished his story.
"That doesn't mean that they're living with the Potters." He hesitated as he thought about their next move. "You will assemble the Death Eaters and search, until you find someone, shall we say, willing, to spy on The Order of the Phoenix. If you can't find someone, you will bring an unwilling member here in order to give us the information that we need."
"Yes, my Lord, right away." Lucius clicked his boots together before he turned and rushed down the hallway.
The Dark Lord glared at Malfoy as he made his fast retreat from him. He wouldn't rest or suspend his anger until Hermione and baby Thomas were home with him, where they belonged. By the Gods, the long foretold prophecy of he and his son reigning over the Wizarding World would be fulfilled!

Hermione and Lily had tried to laugh when they had escaped the Death Eaters grasp. The look on Lucius Malfoy's face when he realized they were escaping was priceless. They had to make light of what had happened. It had been way too close of a call with them almost being captured. They had been thankful they hadn't had the babies with them. It would have made escaping even harder, or impossible. If it had just been her out on her own, Hermione would have willingly gone back with the Death Eaters to Tom. With Lily being by her side, she knew she couldn't take the chance of them being captured. Hermione also knew that Tom would have every Death Eater on the look out for her and the baby. She was thankful for the Fidelius Charm on the Potter's house. Right now Sirius was the Secret Keeper and she hoped to keep it that way. Hermione had been successful at alienating Peter from the rest of the Marauders. But she wasn't entirely sure that would stop the Potters being murdered by Tom.
It was quiet now in the house. She sat in the darkened living room trying to plot out her future. What should she do? How could she pull off saving the Potters and maybe winning over Tom to her ideas? She had spent only a few minutes with him. Hermione wasn't sure if she could still persuade him like she'd been able to before. As she sat lost in her problems, she felt a hand trail lightly across her neck and down her arm. Sirius circled around the couch and sat down beside her. His touch had created shivers through out her body.
"You seem far away. Penny for your thoughts?" Sirius smiled at her as he swung his arm around Hermione's shoulder, his fingers once again stroking her arm softly.
Hermione's heart skipped wildly with him sitting so close. Why was she still feeling so confused when it came to this man? Hadn't she decided moments ago that she still loved Tom? Could she really be in love with more than one person at the same time? She sighed, feeling the weariness taking over her body. As she turned her head to look at Sirius, he had also turned. Their lips met and they melded into each other. Gods she felt so weak. What the blazes was she doing? Her feeble attempt at trying to control her actions flew out the window when Sirius moved his free hand up her stomach to grasp onto her breast. She moaned, as his fingers started caressing her, and she felt her nipple harden at his touch. Sirius lay down, pulling Hermione on top of him. She felt his hard erection pressing into her center. All clear thoughts left her mind, as his hands gradually slid her dress up around her waist. His deft hands curled under her knickers and pulled them off in one fluid motion. Next, she felt his fingers swirling through her curls surrounding her center. Back and forth his fingers moved, circling her swelling clit. They then descended lower to enter her very wet opening. Thrusting in and up, Hermione moved to the rhythm his fingers were creating. Once again his magic fingers circled up and around, then down to enter her once again. Her breathing became ragged as she felt her body being lifted higher and higher. Whoever said being finger-fucked wasn't as good as the real thing, had never been pleasured by Sirius Black. Hermione moaned again, trying to not cry out too loud and wake the whole house.
"It's OK love, let it all out. Enjoy what I'm doing to your body. You are so full of passion. Let me love you." He kissed her neck as he continued to pleasure her lower half. Faster and faster his fingers moved. Hermione couldn't control anything coming out of her mouth, as she felt her body starting to surrender to the orgasm that shook her body. The powerful climax lasted longer than she realized, as she came down from her high. She opened her eyes to a smiling Sirius. "Sleep well my love." He gently kissed her lips one more time, stood, and walked up the stairs to his room.
"Bloody Hell! I'm in real trouble now. But it felt so…" She smiled, as she felt her body quiver once more from her recent orgasm. Hermione pulled her dress down, and hurried up the stairs to slip quietly into Sirius's bedroom.

Notes from the author: No stone throwing please! The poor woman is still a little confused. OK, did you really think the whole story was going to end quickly just because Tom knows Hermione is alive? I'll never give you a rushed ending just in order to finish this story. There has to be a fair amount of angst, confusion and great sex before this story is done. Please review!
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