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When they reappeared in her room, Tom
tossed her away from him angrily, dropping the glamour and glaring at her
rabidly.
She frowned, hurt..
He stalked away to the
fireplace. She wasn’t sure whether to
follow.
“Rather..chummy.. with Lucius..weren’t you..”he snarked
venomously.
She didnt
respond. What should she say?! He had sent her there in the state she was in
knowing full well what would happen to her.
Would he have preferred she was tortured for hours instead? He certainly hadn’t hurried back..
She turned away and walked to the
window. Outside the moon was high and
illuminated the lake, forests and grasses.
She looked at a certain area of
the grounds dully. It was like what had
happened to her room now.
Little invisible markers denoting death.
Wrapping her arms around herself she wondered why Tom even cared whether Lucius and Rodolphus had been
‘chummy’ with her. He was off, probably
twisting Severus around his finger so that he could continue to fuck Harry.
he.. She didn’t want to say, even in her mind that
Tom didn’t really care about her at all in anything other than an instrumental
manner.
Like everyone else.. something
to possess.. an object to own. To be at his disposal.
She wasn’t.. like Severus.. to him. Or even like Harry. She was Just a trophy. A weapon he hadn’t figured out how to use yet
and intended to keep by his side forever until he did.
“Hermione..”
Tom’s irritated voice interrupted from several metres behind her. “cease this
behaviour now. I am not in the mood to
deal with your melodramas in addition to Severus.”
She sighed. “Fine” turning and looked at him
tiredly.
The young face before her looked as weary as she felt.
“I need a bath” she said with feeling. “and ..food.. hot tea. Handle the second two and I’ll handle the
first.
Tom yawned and nodded waving her
away dismissively.
It wasn’t till they lay relaxing
separately in the bath, a large tray of assorted sweet and savory
treats on the side and a cup of hot tea in each of their hands that Tom spoke
again.
His voice was quiet and although he looked composed he seemed somehow
worn.
“I believe I am finally ready to
hear about your time with Lucius, my dear. Please
do not leave anything out.. I will know if you do and
I don’t have the patience left today to be gentle if I have to pry it out of
your mind.”
Hermione nodded distractedly
sipping her tea. She really hadn’t
expected anything different.
She wanted to ask about Severus. About
whether Tom really was going to keep Harry..
He’d bonded with him..
She wanted to scream out irrational demands for him to care about her.
Her thoughts were scattered and
hurt.
Since she’d seen how he..looked.. at Harry.. she felt like something
sharp and thin was stabbing through her heart.
He had never looked at her that way and he never would.
“Fuck..” Tom said softly, turning his head away
slightly. “It is as bad as dealing with Severus. HOW does that fates-damned boy DO it?! How does he manage to destroy everything I
have..over and over again.
Hermione.. come here.”
She looked at him and her
reluctance was broadcast on her face.
If she went to him he’d pet her vacantly
and tell her not to be an inconvenience.
He’d talk her around till she felt selfish and guilty for her own feelings of
pain and then he’d get angry with her about some random thing and stalk off,
leaving her to berate herself for hours about how she could be better - more of
a doormat..
How she could more efficiently obey him.
None of this was real.
Perhaps she should be looking for
a way to permanently remove her magic..
At least in the muggle world she might meet someone and know that they truly
wanted her for herself and not some pheremonal effect
she produced.
She might..forget
him..eventually.
Might meet
someone who would look at her like he
had looked at Harry.
She heard Tom breathe out fast, as
if he’d had the air punched out of him and he swam over to her quickly,
wrapping his arms around her and clinging to her.
“No.. “ was the only thing she caught. He held her so tight she thought he was
worried she would evaporate.
He didn’t seem willing or able to say anything more. He just held her tightly. His head on her shoulder.
Finally he moaned miserably. “I.. do not want to be here anymore. I ..need you.. to come with me.
Will you?”
She blinked, resigned. She had really had enough of the bath too. She was tired of this day.
Maybe if they just went to sleep, tomorrow none of this would have
happened.
She sighed sadly “ok Tom”
He nodded against her and seemed
to concentrate for a moment. Then he apparated them.
She felt quite woozy when they
reappeared.
That shouldn’t have been the case. The bedroom was metres away.
In addition the bedroom did not
have soft mounded sand underfoot. She
scrunched her toes experimentally.
The sun was high in the sky and
they stood on a deserted beach. Waves
crashed softly and rhythmically.
Tom slowly started to release her but then pulled her back against him. “I..” He tried again and let her go.
Gesturing at the sand vaguely he
transfigured a mattress. At least he
half transfigured a mattress.. it
collapsed partially into sand again. He
frowned in frustration and focused, transfiguring it properly.
Lowering his naked form to sit on
the blue and white striped mattress and tugging her hand gently to encourage
her to sit also he lay back and stared up at the sky.
Hermione felt slightly
sickened. A huge sense of unreality
swept over her. This was all too much.. too different.. as if she’d fallen out of the world.
“Where are we?” she asked quietly.
“Australia” was the hollow
reply.
“You apparated us to the other side of the planet?!” she ground out
through her teeth.
“Have you done that before?!”
Tom rolled his eyes. “How do you
imagine I engage in negotiations with foreign powers?!
By telephone? Floo?
Before I subdued Britain do you imagine I could simply go and book a ticket on
a jumbo jet or stroll down to the international portkey
station?
Of course I’ve done it before. I’ve
side-alonged others here as well.”
“I would not have risked you so
lightly on something I had never tried myself.
What do you think of me?!
He stilled and the silence was slightly resentful.
It dragged on and suddenly Tom
said..slightly wistfully. “The farthest i
have ever apparated..though not, I suppose in terms of
concrete distance.. was to the MIR space station. Last year.
After you had begun destroying my Horcruxes..
I did not stay long.. I merely wanted..to see.. just in case..” he
trailed off and turned his head away.
Hermione turned to him in
wonder. “What was it like?” she asked
curiously.
His soft reply-“peaceful”
She lay, watching tiny white
clouds wheel overhead slowly. Then she
turned and moved closer to him, till she could lay her hand on his abdomen
lightly and press her forehead to his arm.
It was strange to feel so much hot sun beating down.
And it felt like there was no one else in the world. “Are we safe here?” she asked, suddenly
worried.
Perhaps it was paranoia remaining from the earlier events of the day but she
just felt like.. anywhere
outside her room someone could spring upon them and somehow take Tom away.
She was scared of Tom going away.
He turned to her now. “I will not leave. You are wrong. You are foolish. Or I am
foolish.. I am not sure yet which.”
He turned, wrapping his arms
around her, one underneath her head and the other around her ribs, both
pressing to her back and holding her close.
His calf wrapped around hers.
She felt..safe... good.. when
he touched her. She always felt better
when he was there.
Tom spoke now..
quietly.. barely more than a
whisper.
“I needed to bind and mark Potter.. in order to gain the power over
him to force him to release his bond on you.”
He paused and continued with a
hollow determination in his voice. “So
that I could kill him”
Hermione’s scattered emotions
played over her face.. she had
suspected as much before he’d started.. but now..
“yes.” Tom
said heavily. “I was
..unprepared for the reality of what it meant to bind him. He is... he feels like part of me.
When we were both inside you.. I felt completed.
And more.. look..”
Hermione startled and looked at
her wrist afraid as her mark tingled.. “Harry! Harry has his magic back, we need to
go!”
Tom stroked his hand down her
face. “Shhh.. that was
me. It is my mark now. At least partially.
While Harry cannot use his magic, it is almost entirely mine.
I did not know.. such a thing
has never occurred before that I have read about – but apparently when a person
who controls one or more marks is themselves marked, the person who marks them
has second-hand control over their marked servants. So now.. when you stimulate it.. we will
both feel it..
however only I
will be able to respond to your call, of course.”
Tom sighed. “Marking you was one reason..
of many.. for
arranging for Potter’s demise.
Then there is the fact that he might kill me.
However he is marked and bound.. it
is not possible for him to do me
harm.
And while I was trying to convince him how right we were together I managed to
unsettle my own views.”
“He is the only other wizard who
speaks parseltongue.
He.. understands me.. thinks like me in many ways.. despite
being so very young and foolish.
And now.. now I feel him
everywhere. Through the soul connection,
the mark, the binding.. through
you...
he is everywhere.”
“He told me he loved me..”
“...Severus is inconsolable. He would not listen to me..
he nodded and agreed with everything I said but i don’t think he really heard a word I said.
He is..broken..
I don’t know what to do.
I should go now and kill Harry.. kill
Potter.. Potter not Harry!.. but I am finding myself hesitating.
I cannot see a way to allow him to live without losing Severus forever. His eyes were so dull... so empty.”
“And I spent hours..hours trying to
reach him.. trying to call him back..
He knew beforehand what I wanted to do and why.. and he agreed that it was a good plan..
But when I arrived in his room and he looked at me he somehow knew that everything had changed..
...I could not reach him.”
“And I came to find you.. I finally noticed how long I had left you with Malfoy – I
apparated there worried I’d find you bled out on the floor and instead I find Lucius has suddenly reconciled a disagreement of years with Rodolphus
and the three of you are quite cosy together..”
“and
then.. you
are full of thoughts about Harry and
leaving me for the muggle world..”
“I must go and kill him. I must!
But then.. a month ago I
needed to go and kill you.. and I’m relieved that
I didn’t do that..”
“And so we are..here.”
“Nowhere..
merely somewhere far away that does not remind me of
anything familiar. I needed to leave..”
Tom stilled..a feeling of relief finally surrounding
her as he held her tighter.
“Can you bring Severus here using
the mark?” she
asked softly. Her lips bare inches from
his.
“Yes.. but-”
She looked into narrowed red eyes
with slits like razorblades against the strength of the sun.
“Bring him here. I will bring him back
to us”
Tom hesitated. Finally he closed his eyes and
concentrated. A pop announced Severus
arrival.
He fell onto the sand a couple of metres away.
He had obviously been sitting in a chair.
Hermione rolled away and crawled
over to the boy..man..
“Severus?” she called.
He didn’t respond.
She tugged at him and he moved bonelessly.
With grunting and difficulty she dragged him across the burning sand
back to the mattress and managed to get him on. She pulled him under the arms to the centre
of the mattress.
Tom lay on his side watching her with mild fascination.
“I could have levitated him you know” he pointed out annoyingly. She just poked her tongue out at him.
Tossing herself
down on the mattress next to him she crawled under his arm and weaselled up to
his side, then sat up, reached over and pulled Tom forward, wrapping his arm
over Severus too.
Tom scowled at her. “He doesn’t want me
to touch him. I can feel it.”
“Well bugger him if he can’t have
the decency to use actual words. I can’t hear him and since you’re so
confused right now we’ll go with my interpretation
of things.
Severus.. if you want to not
be hugged and groped and treated like a teddy bear.. or
if you want anything more than just
hugging and groping.. you’re going to have to
respond. Otherwise..
-Tom stop sulking and hold the man you love.”
Tom flinched back as though she’d
shot him. “I..I ..Hermione.. you know that I..”
she snorted.
“Yes yes. Don’t believe in love.. yada yada.
You just apparated to the other side of the planet because
you couldn’t deal with the fact that your lover of more than ten years was
upset with you.
Sounds like you don’t care at all. It’s
just a power play. Of
course.
And right now you’re considering going and destroying part of your soul – for
the only remaining reason you have – because you can’t stand the thought of
losing Severus.”
The boy between them slowly turned
his head to face the rather wrong-footed and confused Dark Lord lying by his
side.
“If I ask it.. will you go
now and kill him?” he asked in an bleak low voice tinged in faint hope.
Tom opened his mouth slightly,
unfamiliar emotions passing over his face.
He appeared to agonize over the decision.
“..Yes.” he
said finally.
Determined. Severus responded immediately and with gusto
“Kill him then!”
Tom’s eyes widened and he flinched
slightly as thought something within him had hurt.
“Wait!” Hermione cried.
Two faces turned to her, one dark and vengeful, the other confused and wounded.. The juxtaposition was almost beautiful.
Normally each wore the other expression.
“If you’re going to do something like that anyway – why not bring Harry
here.
It’s a nice place to die, if he ends up dying.
And if Severus is so intent on killing part of your soul..
let him watch it in person. It will be cathartic.”
Tom looked at her like she was
insane.
“We’re going with my judgement for the rest of the day,
remember?”
Tom did not seem amused. She raised an eyebrow.
Severus looked at Tom. “Fine. Bring him
here. I’ll watch the brat die. I’ve been waiting to for a long time.”
Tom looked from face to face and
finally turned away.
“If..you wish.. Severus..” he said
brokenly.
He lowered his head and this time it took a lot longer.
Several minutes passed and
eventually Severus said.. “Not going to do it?”
Tom raised his head and fixed him
with narrowed eyes. “Have you any idea
how difficult it is to lower high level wards located an entire world
away? To bring you here was a simple thing.. but I have spent the last month or more designing layers of
protection to prevent Potter from
somehow miraculously staging an escape.. and now I am
attempting to counteract and take down each layer from here.
Be silent. You will have your sacrifice
shortly.”
Indeed after another few minutes Harry
suddenly fell down onto his side from a metre in the air with a grunt of
unexpected pain.
He sat up, blearily. Obviously he had been in bed asleep.
“School night?”
Severus quipped nastily.
Harry blinked at him
confused. Then he looked up at the
suddenly blue sky “it’s
day!..”
then he
started to wake up finally.
He looked around at the beach and the mattress they all lay on and then turned
and suddenly let out an exultant disbelieving whoop of joy.
“This is what you all do when you’re not in my room torturing,
taunting or bloody confusing me?!”
He stumbled to his feet and raced pell mell down
, tossing himself into the waves and coming up laughing.
Severus scowled. “Merlin I hate
him.”
Hermione sniggered. “He’s.. just.. very young.. But he’s not stupid Severus.
Harry has been ..far less stupid since he blended with
Tom’s soul. It seems Tom has raised his
IQ a few points.
He’s no Tom.. but he is only 17.” Hermione watched Harry dive and play in the
waves.
“Mione.. come in. Its great!” he called. “In a
bit, Harry” she called back.
Severus looked like he was ready to spit.
Tom sat with his knees bent and
his elbows resting on them. One hand was
buried in his hair and he seemed bothered as he watched Harry play.
“Severus..
you know I love you, right?” she said softly.
Severus turned to her and his expression softened. “Hermione..” he seemed to want to
say more but it was too far away from his mood.
She continued, looking him in his tense black eyes. “Do you love Tom?” She looked at him seriously.
Severus’ face seemed to crumple
and suddenly tears were sliding down his cheeks. “Yes!” he said miserably.
His voice cracked and he was sobbing out barely intelligibly “I love him so
much.. and ..he’ll never.. and. Its..its
ok...but. Potter! why
him?!
little
bastard will kill him.. how can he .. I can’t.. Hermione!! Help me!!!”
Hermione threw her arms around Severus
and held him close. She stroked his back
as he buried his narrow face in her shoulder and sobbed his heart out.
‘Tequila and margarita mix’ she
thought as loudly as she could at Tom, looking at him over Severus
shoulder.
The red-eyed boy jumped as if she’d yelled at him and turned, looking at her
like she was mad.
‘now Tom!’
she demanded internally.
She kissed Severus wet cheeks and
then placed tiny butterfly kisses on his lips.
He kissed her back in the same way, desperately, needing the
comfort.
Placing her lips to his ear she whispered.
“I will never leave you Severus. I will always love you.”
The man sobbed in great gasping bursts.
“iloveyouHermione” he
blurted, unable to get his breath.
She murmured at his ear again. “Don’t try to make him say it out loud but Tom
loves you too. He’s very upset and
confused right now because he was confronted with something when he was with Harry
that he didn’t want to see and doesn’t know what to do about
– he was confronted with himself.
But he will tear his own soul apart
for you if you demand it of him as a condition of your love.
Do you remember when he got down on his knees and begged me..
begged me to save you, after you’d been so
daft as to take poison?! Tom loves you
more than anything.” She leaned back to
look at Severus blotchy wet face.
“I have to tell you - you’re being daft again now Severus.” She said quietly.
The man boy scrunched his face,
unwilling to hear it.
He whispered “I
just want Potter to go away. He’s going
to ruin everything.”
Hermione pressed another gentle
kiss to Severus lips, he responded immediately, kissing her harder.
She pulled back..
“What do you think will happen after he kills Harry to reassure you?” she asked
carefully. Severus looked shifty.
Hermione frowned at him “Ok.. let me rephrase it..do you think it will hurt him to do it?”
Severus eyebrows turned inward helplessly.
Hermione added quickly. “Yes or no. Simple.. Will it hurt him?”
Severus looked miserable, seeing
the shape of the idea take form..
Hermione continued. “If you love him so deeply... why would you
want to hurt him that way?
You know he will do it if you force him to.
Do you need to force him to?”
Severus scowled, sniffing.
“yes.”
He said petulantly.
She kissed him on the nose. “You’re an arse sometimes Severus. Stop sulking and have a cocktail.”
She kissed him harder, teasing his lip with her tongue till he opened to her
and let her tangle her tongue with his.
Pulling away slowly she turned to Tom who was looking tentatively hopeful.
“Severus..”
he asked nervously..
The black haired boy rolled over
and sat up.
“Fine..” he snarled. “You don’t have to kill him immediately..
but I reserve the right to ask for his head on a plate at a later date when he
has made abundantly clear what a despicable little blemish he is, unworthy of
continued existence...
Tom I loathe Harry Potter.”
Tom seemed indecisive himself but
passed Severus a margarita.
“I summoned it from.. somewhere
in that direction.” He pointed
vaguely.
Hermione had the feeling he only said it in order to have something to say.
‘make
sure he has at least another three more of those very soon. Summon a lot
more alcohol. We are all going to need
to get incredibly drunk tonight’ she thought at him. Tom blinked at her slowly.
“I’m going to go swim for a
bit. I’ll expect a drink waiting for me
when I get back. ..and
for pete’s sakes get an umbrella or a cabana or a
lean-to or something – with your pale hides you’ll end up red as lobsters in no
time.”
Thus delegated she whirled and jogged down the sand.
Harry who
had been floating in the water, stood up and watched her as she ran. His jaw dropped slightly.
She took three or four splashing steps into the water and then dove, vanishing
under the next wave and reappearing some metres
away.
Moments later Harry appeared a metre or so away. “Harry..” she
started.
He interrupted
“When you run like that, Mione.. you
make me want to do very bad things to you..” he said low, a smirk on his
face.
Hermione stayed still and
plastered a smile on her face.
“Harry. shut it
and listen. Smile and laugh and be
friendly – don’t do anything that
might piss Severus off.
I’m serious.. This is life and death.
He’s already jealous and insecure over Tom.
If you touch me now he will flip.
If you try to approach Tom.. same
thing - I promise it.. and then Tom will have no
choice but to kill you to reassure him.”
Harry smiled but he looked worried
and disappointed. “but
he said..”
Hermione nodded and dove and swam
a bit further out. “RACE YOU!!” she shouted gaily
and started swimming out deeper.
Harry laughed and dove after her, swimming faster than she did and soon
overtaking her.
“Too much time reading, Hermione”
he taunted from far ahead.
She poked her tongue out.
“So what do I do?” Harry asked,
facing out to sea.
Hermione sighed.
“if you want to join us.. you
have to accept Severus.
Tom cares very much for him ...and I
love him too.”
Harry looked stricken. “But he’s Snape.. no matter
how he bloody looks now.. and besides, it doesn’t
matter what I do.. he hates me.”
Hermione pursed her lips. “It was kind of mutual, Harry. But it depends on how much you want to be
with Tom and with me.
Severus is brilliant.. loyal..
bloody awesome in bed.. he’s great..
He hates you for lots of reasons.. better
than your reasons.
You were prophesized to kill the man he loves, for a start. Even now he’s afraid that you’ll hurt Tom.
Also.. when he was our age he
kind of fancied your mum and your dad ended up with her – you look just like
him.
Then he hated that professor Dumbledore led you around by the nose and never told
you anything important.
And of course we did treat him like the devil in person when he was a
teacher. We always suspected him of
everything.”
Harry frowned stubbornly. “but he’s Snape!” Harry said again as if she hadn’t been
listening.
Hermione was unamused.
“Alright then – but just so you
know.. Tom said on a different occasion that Severus
was the best cocksucker he’d ever met.
And I’d say that’s probably a long list.
Look at it this way.. if you
and Tom like so many..things
the same way..
...including in bed..
and Severus is so hot that the most powerful wizard in
the world wants him as permanent lover..
...exactly how much do you think you
might enjoy Severus.. if you
are able to use your new found charm long enough to snare him?!”
“And it won’t work if you try to
sell him ‘Harry’ - he hates Harry. He will like Lord Potter though.
And isn’t that what you’ve been wanting me
to want all along?
Severus will eagerly disembowel
hapless victims with you. .. I’m a bit
weak stomached for that kind of thing at the moment..
..although.. its
funny how it gets easier.”
Harry looked like this argument
had gone a lot further to convincing him of the value of making friends with
the long haired boy they could see was now snogging the Dark Lord, half full glass of something
in his hand.
“We’re getting drunk?” Harry said
amused.
“We are.” Hermione smirked back. “We’re going to all get nice and sloshed and
see who ends up where.”
Harry nodded as if this was a
perfectly logical plan.
“Speaking of where – where the fuck are we?”
Hermione told him.
Harry seemed a bit awed. “He didn’t even
come back for me..he just brought me here.”
“Through at least a dozen complex
wards too” she
threw back and then started swimming for shore.
Turning and backstroking she called... “Come on.. I’m
thirsty. Let’s go and see whether we can
join the party.”
As they loped soaking wet and
salty up the sand toward the Dark Lord and their potions teacher, both of whom
ogled their bodies the entire way blatantly, Hermione could see that a large cache of various alcohols had been
somehow gathered and lay in the sand behind Tom.
No umbrella or anything like it had materialized however.
The two black haired boys had full
glasses.
Another two mixed drinks sat propped
in the sand by Tom.
When they reached them, Hermione
dropped down to fall to her knees in the sand in front of the mattress.
She rested her arms folded on the edge of it and stretched her body behind her
to dry in the sun.
Harry stood beside
her looking down on her with an afflicted expression. He swallowed and looked up at the other two
who seemed to be looking at her too.
Uneasily, Harry shifted his gaze to Severus, who looked back at him coolly with
only the merest hint of narrowed eyes.
Seemingly making a decision, Harry
dropped to his knees in front of the mattress.
He swallowed and started to fumble for words.
Hermione looked across at him
irritated. “Ugh. You’re playing at being Harry again. Stop it.
Being shy and well meaning is just a cheap act and I’m already on to it. It’s
just going to piss Severus off. Be
yourself.
Severus.. be warned! He’s a conniving sadistic self absorbed bastard.” She paused and added considerately
“Who has fewer neuroses about the word
love than the conniving sadistic self-absorbed bastard sitting next to
you.
Drink please!”
She held out her hand and made gimmie motions.
Tom smirked down at her and passed
her her glass as if he were rewarding her.
Harry scowled, looking off balance.
Hermione passed her drink along to him and got the other from Tom. Sipping at it she made a
mmmm face.
“This stuff only tastes good in the sun somehow.”
Severus raised a sceptical
eyebrow. “It doesn’t even taste good in the sun. We have regular whisky - single and double
malt, vodka, rum and some kind of schnapps.
Looks suspect. Couldn’t
get any firewhisky.
We must be deep in muggle country right now.”
Tom made a ‘go on’ gesture and smirked.
Severus shot a raised eyebrow back at him and looked at Hermione
pointedly.
“We also have pot” Tom added with
a lascivious grin. “Severus is convinced you will disapprove, Hermione. He was going to hide it and keep it all to
ourselves when you fall asleep after half a glass of weak margarita.”
Hermione made a “How flattering!”
face and tossed a handful of sand at Severus.
Harry sniggered at this but also
looked quite excited. “I’ve never tried
pot.. “
Tom sniggered. “You’ve never tried a
lot of things, Harry.”
Hermione tried very hard not to look disapproving. She spoke up, in defence of herself, seeing as
Severus had all but declared that she was straight laced and/or a lightweight.
“I just... for so long I didn’t do
anything that could get in the way of the perfect NEWTS score.. That’s all..
and now.. that doesn’t seem
to really matter anymore. – will it ever
again, Tom?”
The red eyed boy looked unsure. “Do you wish it to? Are you going to start a campaign about doing
it all on your own steam and insisting I do not simply put you in the place you
most want to be?
Do you want to go through all the
fuss of applying and competing – or is the work itself
more important to you?
You may work on whatever you desire, Hermione, within reason.
Inform me as to what you need and I will procure it, or do my best to at
least.”
Hermione nodded and
considered. She had always been raised
to make her own way...but was that really a useful perspective to take? Wasn’t the work truly the important
part?
And she knew well enough how to learn.
Given resources she would work on whatever she could without magic.
And perhaps she could even work on magic.. she would just need to work on it with someone who could
actually use it.. There was nothing stopping her creating spells.. if someone else tested
them.
She suddenly became aware that Severus
was rolling a rather slick and professional joint and refrained from pursing
her lips disapprovingly.
Harry was practically chomping at the bit to go nearer. She lifted her leg to the side and kicked
him in the butt.
He turned and looked at her with dark green mischievious
eyes and pounced, tickling her till she screamed and nearly dropped her
drink.
Severus had stopped what he was
doing and looked up at them both.
She pushed Harry away, smirking. ‘oh go and ogle him some more. You know you want to” she snarked
smugly.
Harry frowned at her and looked at
Severus uneasily.
Severus in turn looked a bit unsure and wrong footed.
Tom sighed and looked out over the
ocean, smiling and looking pleased. “I
am glad I decided to come here” he said softly.
He seemed to remember something
and his eyes shifted to Hermione. “You were going to tell me about your
day. Come.. let us walk.”
Harry and Severus both jumped and looked at each other and then at Hermione and
Tom, each beseeching their friend not to leave them alone with the other.
Hermione stood up and walked around to Severus, crouching down and kissing him
deeply.
He closed his eyes and hummed in pleasure as she explored him..
They broke off to see Tom kissing Harry. The younger boy was on his knees,
his head tilted back as the Dark Lord held his hair and snogged
him hard.
When they stopped Harry swayed slightly with a dizzy little grin on his
face.
Tom moved to Severus and kissed
him even more passionately,
running his hands down the boy/man’s neck and biting at his lips
teasingly.
Severus eyes had darkened by the time Tom released him and he trailed after his
lips as he drew away. “you could leave after-” he suggested..
Tom smirked and shook his head lightly.
Hermione knelt to bring herself to
a lower level than Harry and silently willed him to be Lord Potter when he
kissed her.
Harry seemed to know what was
needed. He captured her lips roughly,
dragging her hair back and dominating the kiss.
He did not hold her long, but when he let her go she did look a little
half lidded.
She looked at Severus and said softly “Harry is.. very
like Tom.. in some ways”
As she was walking away she turned
and reminded Harry “Severus is the best
ever!! EVER!!” she giggled and
jogged a little to catch up with Tom who was a few metres down the beach,
walking sedately.
She peeked over her shoulder and
could see Harry and Severus sizing each other up..
Tom smiled when she turned
back. “I should listen to your advice in
all things my dear.” He said softly.
“Thank you... I was..
very confused and unsure what the best course of
action might be. You may have opened a
way I did not perceive before.
Perhaps.. perhaps if I had
taken you with me to Severus things might have been easier.”
Hermione hummed
noncommittally. “But then we wouldn’t
all be on the beach in Australia far away from the order and the death eaters,
drinking margaritas and possibly
smoking illegal substances and probably
about to have very sandy sex.
I hope you’ve come up with some solution for that by the way. The beach is great but I’m sure sand in your
crack is not.”
The Dark Lord sniffed amused. “You have become quite expert in avoiding
subjects you do not want to broach, precious one. I suspect you were doing something like that
to Lucius and Rodolphus
when I arrived.
Unless I am very much mistaken Lucius was on the
brink of subjecting you to some of his milder interrogation techniques when I
arrived. He occluded very quickly.. I only heard the
direction of his thoughts as I apparated in.
He was angry that I had interrupted before he could interrogate you.”
“Tell me about your evening. Start at the beginning if you please.”
Hermione sighed. “You left me with him barefoot in rumpled
designer clothing and bed hair. What did
you think he would do.?!”
Tom frowned. “I was somewhat distracted. I regret my inattention. What did
he do?!”
She spoke quietly. “He took me to a bedroom immediately and
stripped me. Then he said he would make
me his slave. He would find some way to
get you to give me to him.
I told him i was yours and you’d bonded me and he
didn’t believe me.
Then he made me masturbate – with a dildo that caused pain at his word. And then he slept with me..”
“I..I
used his more accommodating mood in the afterglow to get him to tell me about
how he met Severus .. I...feel so terrible for Severus.. he was eleven! It’s like Draco! What is wrong
with that man?!”
“He also told me about how and why
he killed his father and joined you..”
Tom looked extremely interested
“Lucius is not the most forthcoming man.. and those two facts are among his more closely guarded. You must have done something quite special to
loosen his lips. I will.. -may I look?”
Hermione nodded after a
moment.
Tom stopped them and pulled her
close, looking down into her eyes. She
pushed the memory from the time she entered the bedroom till the time Lucius offered to go for a walk into the forefront of her
mind.
The gasp of pleasure from Tom made
her feel a little proud in a strange way.
He obligingly pulled out of her
mind when he reached the end of the memory she had set apart and kissed her
spontaneously.
“it is a pity you are so dear to me.. You would do well in Draco’s line of work, my
dear. What happened next?”
Hermione bit her lip. “Oh!
Speaking of Draco – I got Lucius to agree –
well actually he suggested Draco
guard me ...on account of his ambition to persuade you to give me to him and
his displeasure at the thought of some random Death Eater touching his property
– as opposed, obviously to his son who
he considered no problem at all since once I ‘belonged to him’ I’d be branded Malfoy
property.
Probably much like a horse or a bull I imagine.”
“So I was pleased with that
outcome. I get to keep my pet ferret.”
“And then I managed to persuade him to think that you probably wouldn’t give me up at all
actually, at least not anytime soon, because you needed me for something to do
with ticking Harry off.”
“He still seems to think there’s a
chance, which is good – it means he’ll have Draco watching me just in case.”
“He was upset at the idea of the
blood wards – I’m sorry, but I told him because the way he was acting, I
thought he might try to grab me and apparate with me
at some point.
He took some of my blood.”
Tom looked pensive at this. Hermione steeled herself for the next
bit.
“and
then.. please don’t be angry.. Lucius
took me for a walk by the lake. He said
he jogs there.
I was so desperate to see it.. I see it from my window
all the time and I wish I could smell the trees and hear the water. So..we went for a walk. “
Tom looked infuriated. “That was a foolish thing for Lucius to do. I have
anti apparition wards up outside. He
knows that I would not have approved you going out there.”
He appeared to be planning a nasty punishment for Lucius’
error..
“Wait Tom!..
It worked out well”
she explained. “Lucius was very alert and protective. I think he noticed a problem long in advance
and wanted to go back.
It was Avery and Mulciber. I forgot I was close to them at the
initiation.. and Avery.. -you said he brought me to you
in the battle. I didn’t think about
them.”
“Sorry...but they jumped us and
tried to get Lucius to give me to them. He refused and they attacked us.
Lucius protected me.
I didnt get a scratch.
He sent his patronus for Rodolphus
and.. um.. they’re
dead. Uh.. sorry...
It was..kind of my fault...”
“Rodolphus
killed Avery off the bat but I
ordered him to kill Mulciber cause I thought if he
didn’t the man would just continue to be a problem and-“
Tom stopped her and turned her by
her shoulders to face him.
“you ordered Rodolphus
to kill? For
convenience’s sake??!” he seemed both pleased and fascinated.
She brushed it off. “Yes and then we got rid of the bodies.
I’d appreciate it if you pretended not to know about what happened to
them. It would be easier to deal with Lucius if he thought he could trust me and Rodolphus will probably tell you himself I suppose – he is
so very desperate to be in your good graces in the hope you’ll grant him more
time with me.”
Tom looked delighted.
“How did you
become so wonderfully Slytherin, my dear?! It’s quite astounding the degree to which you
have changed...”
She smiled at him. “I think you’re a bad influence on me.”
Tom gestured for her to go
on. She took a deep breath
“So when Rodolphus was carrying me inside” she responded hurriedly to Tom’s angry
expression
“No.. I wasn’t hurt.. He’s just very..physical
when I get close to my period it seems.”
Tom looked worried again.
She swallowed..
he wouldn’t be reassured by the end she supposed.
“I found out that Rodolphus and Lucius
were actually friends..or something..
the idea was presented that we go to Lucius rooms and..
um..
well Rodolphus wanted a
small taste of my blood and Lucius agreed provided Rodolphus invited him along the next time he had time with me.
So .. um.. it
seems I will probably have to do that again at some point in the future..”
“OH! But I did hear about Lucius. Narcissa doesn’t
sound like she was nice at all.. I can kind of
understand a little how he might have-“
“No.” Tom interrupted her flatly
“It’s true, Narcissa Black..Malfoy.. was always a cold calculating bitch.. but Lucius was a sadistic boy before he married her.
While they were still at Hogwarts Rodolphus and Lucius got into quite some trouble with a girl who ended up
in the infirmary with dreadful injuries
It was all made to disappear by Abraxas.. he was
always rather tolerant of Lucius’ little needs.
After that Rodolphus would simply stay at the Manor
with Lucius on weekends and they’d have less
traceable subjects on hand.”
“Lucius
and Rodolphus have been.. difficult to control in the past ..when
they worked together.
When Rodolphus younger brother Rabastan
was still alive it was even worse.
Lucius seemed to enjoy inciting the Lestranges to ever greater deviance. It was far easier to manage them after they
fell out with each other.”
Hermione walked more slowly. “Are you angry that they are getting along
again? I’m sorry. I didn’t even realise they didn’t get along
particularly. I just thought it was
because Lucius was a prick. Why did they fall out in the first
place?”
Tom smirked. “Lucius is just a prick..
that’s why they fell out really.
As far as I have learned, Lucius said he wanted them
to swap wives but due to his fidelity clause in his marriage this was not truly possible for either party.
So he had Rodolphus switch hairs with him in order to
utilise polyjuice.
Narcissa went along with playing her sister in bed in
exchange for something.. I forget..
some item of jewelry I
believe. But when Rodolphus
gave Bella the polyjuice, it was just some cheap
whore Lucius had found.”
“Rodolphus
went to him angry and Lucius essentially informed him
that he would never let him fuck any
version of Narcissa because Malfoys
don’t share. She was too good for Rodolphus or some such rubbish.
Narcissa was a terrible
lay, incidentally.” Tom smirked nastily.
“So after that, Rodolphus dedicated himself to finding the choicest
examples of young womanhood and shy black haired boys and fucked them seven ways from Sunday in Lucius’
presence whenever he could.”
“His marriage with Bella wasn’t
the healthiest by then anyway.
She had married him at my insistence, of course, although she had actually had
ambitions of gaining my own hand..
I would not have her. Not even as an
erstwhile amusement. She was not
worthy.”
“I thought she would be a suitable
match for Rodolphus due to their mutual pleasure in
harming others. Indeed, they were suited.. for a time. But Bella
was too headstrong and too ambitious for her own good.
She might have done well with Rodolphus.
Still.. these things can’t be
helped.”
Hermione thought that a lot of
things between Rodolphus and Lucius
were starting to make sense. Little digs
that she hadn’t really understood completely at the time.
Tom’s voice, hard now, interrupted
her musing. “I want to see for myself
what happened in Lucius rooms, Hermione.
I am not asking. I cannot allow Rodolphus around you if I cannot trust him.”
Hermione wanted to protest but he
was right.. and he needed to
know that Lucius might suspect there was something
strange about her.
“Ok.. but.. please Tom. It’s
exactly how you said.. Lucius
just.. somehow had a bad
effect on Rodolphus.
It wasn’t Rodolphus fault. Please let me see him again!!”
She stepped close and opened her eyes to him willingly.
He was looking through the memory
in seconds and when he pulled out again he seemed pissed.
“You should have told me of this immediately!!
The situation is far more dangerous than I anticipated. It is probable that Lucius
will try to temp the vampire to assist him to acquire you, in exchange for the
promise of unlimited access.
Naturally it will be a mere promise and those mean nothing to Lucius. But Rodolphus may be tempted.”
“This is unacceptable.
It is not so much the worry that he might succeed... although with unlimited finances and patience much can be achieved,
believe me. .. but the prospect that he might fail and
kill you in the process.
You cannot see Lucius
Malfoy again.
I may need to eliminate him.
I need to think on this. He is the worst
possible candidate for this kind of situation.
He is ruthless, relentless, absolutely deceitful, unwilling to bargain
or negotiate for less than the full measure he seeks. Inventive...
All the qualities which make him useful to me essentially.
He could sway significant numbers of my followers.. and many ministry officials and foreign leaders perhaps.”
“This could be volatile.
I had hoped that he would be pacified by having you in his grasp briefly ...but
it seems that we are all.. all of us.. driven to possess you in the end. The
need is too great. Draco-..
“ he snorted “Draco is actually very clever. Far more intelligent than
his father ever was.
Unable to challenge me to possess you, he has opted to try to be possessed by you.. the net result is, of course, the same.. perhaps
even greater..if he is allowed to remain in your
presence virtually continuously.”
Hermione took a breath.
“Tom.. Do you wish I were male?” she blurted.
Tom stopped dead and looked at her
utterly confused. “What?!”
“Do you wish I were a boy... like Severus
and Harry and Draco.
Do you prefer men?
Would you rather I were male?!” she explained simply.
Tom still looked fundamentally
confused. “..No.. and I’m
finding it difficult to see the leap of logic between the two topics”
Hermione looked away.
“Draco seemed.. maybe to wish
I were..a
bit.. and..Harry marked Ron because I couldn’t give
him what he wanted on some level perhaps..
He really wants Draco.. and...
all the
other people you seem to fancy are male.
You liked it a lot when I was polyjuiced in your
body. I just thought... maybe you would
have preferred I was male.
If you want I’ll be it. I..”
Tom pulled her against him and put
his arms around her. “No.. no Hermione. Stop.. you’re wrong. I am
very..very
attracted to you. I do enjoy women.. girls.. also - but I tend to be.. quite
cruel..normally.
Their softness brings out something very dark in me..
I like to make them fear me.. I like to hurt them..
I enjoy them most when they are suffering.
Especially when i force them
to enjoy it.
That is..obviously..
not the case with you.
It is interesting.. however
that it was how I wanted to use you when you were male.”
Hermione nodded..unsure
whether she believed him.
“What did you do with Draco.. what did you say to him? In Harry’s room.. he seemed afraid”
Tom snorted amused. “You do jump wildly from topic to topic don’t
you.. little one.”
She frowned. “Avoiding the question?”
He laughed and kissed her
forehead. “Precious..
you captivate me more each day. I swear you are truly becoming more Slytherin.
I told Draco that I would allow him to stay with you only if his father allowed
it, that if he lived in my chambers with you, he would serve as a concubine to myself and any other within those walls who I saw
fit to gift with him
– it is his choice whether he wishes
that fate.
If he chooses not to remain with you
permanently, he knows I will not use him for his previous purposes.
I will ..leave him in peace.. as
one says.”
“Then I punished him for kissing
you in the manner that he had by excluding him from my chambers until I summon
him to return.”
Tom raised an eyebrow. “I considered
this fair, honest and merciful. ...Was I
wrong?”
Hermione shook her head and kissed
him gently.
“How will you know what his answer is?”
Tom furrowed his brow. “I will ask him?!”
Hermione smirked – “Ask him then”
She stepped away and peered back down the beach. The mattress was tiny but it looked like the
two figures on it were very close together.
“We’re missing out!!.. damn.. Apparate us back!!”
Tom smirked at her wickedly. “No.. let them bond..
hopefully they will rut like nifflers and all my
problems will be solved.”
Hermione looked down the boy’s
body in front of her. “Are we going to rut like nifflers too then?”
she asked, tongue in cheek.
Tom tilted his head. “Impudent
wench!”
Hermione turned and started to
run. Tom easily caught her.
“Damn it..” she swore, laughing
“Lucius was right.
I need to run every day I think.”
Tom started to kiss her.
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