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Mind & Will	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It didn’t take long before Tom found Ginny standing outside of the Heads dorm as she continued to knock on the door. So she hadn’t made it to the other girl before Hermione had found a way to hide from her friend. He placed a hand on the small of her back as he held her book out to her.
“She won’t let me in,” Ginny said with a frown as she looked between him and the door.
“Maybe I should be the one to talk to her.” He said glancing around to make sure the idiot twins hadn’t followed him. Once he was sure they were alone, he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss to reassure her.
“What happened with Ron?” She asked as he pulled back. He gave her a reassuring smile and pushed a lock of hair from out of her eyes. “That bad?”
“I may have lost your house fifty points.” He told her with a grimace. “But it couldn’t be helped; they needed a lesson. I will never allow someone to talk to you like that again Ginny.” He said seriously.
“I can fight my own battles.” She countered but gave him a little smile. “What happened? You said they...”
“I know, you wouldn’t be mine if you couldn’t.” He said with a wink before sighing. “I told your brother you could date anyone you wish, and we should be clear on this fact, by anyone I mean me.” He said smirking at her as she rolled her eyes. “He warned me to stay away, and I made a slightly lewd comment which provoked him and Potter to attack.”
“Slightly lewd?” She asked narrowing her eyes at him.
“Something like…” He started before she covered his lips with her fingers.
“Hermione says you memorize textbooks, which is infuriating her by the way. Don’t even pretend you don’t know exactly what you said.”
He leaned back against the door and gave her a bright smile. “I said: there are so many things I plan to do to you, staying away isn’t one of them.” He told her honestly. “They are the ones that took it lewdly.” He added with a wink.
“I should go talk to them.” She said with a sigh.
“No,” Tom told her with a frown. “Maybe tomorrow once they’ve had time to cool down, but they have no right to you now.” He told her sternly. “The Potter boy is obviously still taken with your or he wouldn’t have attacked me with some begrudgingly impressive hexes. Your brother is vile to you. You’ve said yourself he is most of the reason there are such distasteful rumors about you in this school.
Ginny, you have two choices right now as I see it. You can go spend time with friends that are nowhere near Ronald Weasley or Harry Potter, or you can go to my room to have some time by yourself while I talk to Hermione.”
She frowned between him and the door where he was leaning. “With that tone I almost thought you were trying to be my mother.” She said, and he could tell she was getting herself worked up. “But she calls me Ginevra when she's being bossy.”
He leaned in and kissed her to cut off wherever her little tirade had going before pulling back and looking into her eyes. “I think I’ll save Ginevra for more intimate times.” He told her with a smirk. “I need to know you are safe without being harassed while I’m doing this. Please?” He asked softly.
She let out another sigh before nodding. “I’ll go see what Luna is up to.” She said with a smile. “I’m not the type of girl that will be waiting around in your room for you.
“Well if you will be with friends than you should probably know I also told your brother I was your boyfriend, so that information has probably gotten around already.” He added with a smirk.
She shook her head and rolled her eyes before giving one last look to the door behind her. “Be nice.” She told him firmly before heading back down the hall.
He watched her for a moment before turning his attention to his other mate. It would be simpler if he only had to deal with one, he wouldn’t have to care about the feelings of so many people suddenly. It was rather tiring, but he was still sure it would be worth it in the end. Lord Voldemort didn’t make mistakes after all.
“Hermione?” He questioned as he pushed the door to the common room open and found it empty. He figured as much and headed towards her dorm’s closed door. “Hermione I need to talk to you.” He said through the door wondering if she had been upset enough to silence the door.
Pulling his wand he found that she had in fact put up a whole ward to keep people out of her room, but he was pretty sure she could still hear him. “Hermione please can we talk like adults?”
“Go away, Tom!” She snapped, and he could hear the distress in her voice.
“You are not allowed to be angry with me right now. You are still dating that vile boy that doesn’t know what he has.” He growled through the door. He could take down her ward and would do exactly that if he had to talk through the door much longer.
“I hope you're happy with that SLAG!” She yelled, and that was the final straw.
“Enough!” He blasted the ward and the door with it making her scream for a completely different reason as he invaded her room. “We are going to talk NOW!” He hissed noting she already had her wand drawn.
“I don’t want to talk to you!” She yelled back defending herself as he tried to disarm her. He was impressed with how quick she was with a wand, but he was in no mood for this kind of foreplay
“Well get over it.” He said defending himself from her hex. “I’ve given you more than enough time we are talking about this today!” He said summoning her to him and wrapping an arm around her waist as she crashed into his chest.
“What do you want from me?” She asked looking up at him with angry eyes. He couldn't help but crash his lips down onto hers and pull her against him in a violent kiss. She struggled against him at first but soon submitted into his embrace.
Once he felt she was calm enough, he pulled back to look back into her eyes. Now he could see hurt, and confusion had joined the anger. “Get off of me.” She said pushing him away. He let her go for now because she seemed ready to at least talk.
“I want you.” He told her seriously.
“You were just shagging one of my best friends in the middle of the road!” She said outraged by his claim.
“The venue was not well thought out.” He admitted with a nod. “But if you let me explain it will all become clear.”
“Everybody wants Ginny; it doesn’t take rocket science to figure that out.” She said coldly. “She’s pretty and confident, and funny, and powerful, I get it. I have a boyfriend, and I have no right to be upset with you. I just liked being the one someone like you chose for once. Even if it only lasted a few minutes.” She said looking down as she blushed deeply.
“Are you dating that horrid boy because he is the only one in this school you don’t have to compete with her over?” He asked as the ridiculousness of her choices dawned on him.
“No. I love Ron. He’s sweet and goofy, and he cares about me.” She said, but she didn’t exactly sound sure.
“He doesn’t treat you the way you deserve. He may care about you, but he doesn’t care for you. He doesn’t challenge you to be better, for Merlin’s sake he doesn’t even have the ability to comprehend how brilliant you are. I’ve watched the way he uses you for school work and the way you have to dumb everything down for him, and I have had enough of it.”
She swallowed frowning as she tried to deny everything he just said. “He…”
“He isn’t anywhere near your league, my dear. I'm the only one in this entire school that will ever challenge you.” He told her seriously. “And that is something you will need to fulfill your potential.”
“Even if anything you just said was true, which I'm not admitting to in any form, you’ve already chosen. I’m not taking one of my best friend’s new boyfriend from her.” She told him firmly.
“I’m not asking you to.” He started knowing he would have to explain things fully for her to understand. “I assume you’ve run across the Sociis Perfectus ritual in your charms studies?” He asked knowing he at least wouldn’t have to explain this part.
“It's a powerful charm that guides the caster to their perfect mate.” She said as if she was answering a question in class.
He undid his cloak and started to loosen his tie as well when she rose her wand at him in warning. “Just a little demonstration. I figured you would want to be the one touching me, to give you more power over what is about to happen.” He explained as he opened his shirt and pulled his undershirt up to reveal his stomach to her. “Please place both your hands here.” He asked sweetly, as she narrowed her eyes.
“I’m not…” She started as he held up his wand and tossed it away from himself to let her feel more in control.
“It has to be a bit more significant touching than just holding hands.” He told her before pulling his shirt off and throwing the undershirt aside as well. “My shoulders then?” He offered thinking that would be more acceptable.
Her eyes ran up his chest appraisingly, and he couldn’t help but smirk as he could tell she very much enjoyed what she was seeing. She stepped forward with a sigh and put a hand on each of his shoulders. He placed his hands lightly on top of hers before he started to feel the first light tingles of pleasure from the spell registering their connection.
“What are the signs of a completed Sociis Perfectus?” He asked in the tone of authority; he found she responded to well.
“When the caster has found the person they share a…” Her eyes brightened as the feeling started to intensify the longer they touched. “...and pleasurable tingling that will eventually turn into a drive to copulate.” She said before pulling away and blushing at her words.
“So now you understand.” He took a step forward as she took another back with alarm in her eyes.
“You cast that ritual on yourself.” She said in a hushed voice as she turned to keep herself from being pinned to her bed as he walked after her at a steady pace.
“And it led me through time to you and Ginevra.” He told her amused as she kept herself away. “You must know what that means?”
“You really connected with Ginny?” She asked frowning at him as she moved out into the common room. “If that is true then you shouldn’t even want to be pursuing me.” She told him and licked her lips as she frowned at her own statement. “But you wouldn’t want to be kissing her if… I felt it start to connect.”
“I’ve been doing a bit more in-depth research because of my drive to connect with both of you. This sort of thing has happened before. It occurs when the relationship somehow needs all three people to be complete, full and satisfying for all involved.” He told her still following her at an easy pace. “Hermione, what are you afraid of?”
“I’m not having sex with you.” She said glancing at the door that led to the hall.
“Please just let me finish the spell. It's hard to focus when it's incomplete. I promise that we will not have sex during the connection. I wouldn’t use you like that.” He told her knowing he needed her consent now for her to be able to be at ease later.
He wondered for the first time if the spell was, in fact, helping him pursue the girls by giving him the ability to care about their wants and needs.
“I swear I can control it. I did with Ginny.” He told her as he moved quickly to the door seeing that she was about to make a run for it.
She stopped short of touching him and took another step back. “What if I can't control it?” She asked knowing full well that she would need it as badly as he would. The connection wanted the targets of the spell to connect; it was why it was called the connection.
“I’m stronger than you.” He pointed out with a smile. “I need this Hermione. Please?” He asked again just standing in front of the door as he waited for her to decide. She knew the ritual that he did; she would know how much of the caster's mind the spells would take up while it was still actively searching out a connection.
“Wait… how have you been beating me in class?” She asked actually sounding put out.
“Maybe I'm just trying to impress you.” He said with a smirk.
“I’m with Ron.” She said, and as if she summoned him with her words there was a knock at the door.
“Hermione, do you know where Ginny is?” He asked still sounding annoyed.
Tom smirked at her as she stayed silent. He slowly started to undo his belt, and she watched him not understanding what was happening as he kicked off his shoes and began to lower his pants. Her eyes took in his toned form as he stood in front of her in only boxers.
“Hermione?” Ron questioned.
“Maybe she isn’t here,” Potter said sounding less annoyed.
“We already checked the library.” Ron reminded his friend. “Hermione, is she hiding in there with you because we need to talk to her.”
Tom slowly turned as if was actually planning to answer the door when Hermione finally understood his plan and put a ward and then a silencing spell on the door.
“Get in Draco’s room.” She ordered as he tried the handle and chuckled at the ward. “And take your clothes with you.” She snapped casting his pants and shoes into his arms.
“Let me just get my wand.” He said heading towards her room before she warded the doorway as well since she hadn’t yet fixed the door. “What's in this for me?” He asked turning to her with a smirk.
“I promise to finish the connection if you don’t make a scene.” She said looking up at him with a frown.
He smiled at her with one firm nod before heading to Draco’s room to hide. He could hear her fixing her door before she took down her outer ward and opened the door for the fools.
“She’s not in here guys. I don’t know where she is.” Hermione said sounding tired.
“Have you seen Riddle? We can’t find him either.” Ron asked as he could hear the boys moving into the common room.
Tom decided to take the time to put back on his pants and belt. It would be helpful if he were going to have to fight the two boys the muggle way to be wearing his pants. Shoes could be useful as well he decided a moment later.
“Yeah, he’s a fool if he thinks we are going to let this drop,” Potter said bitterly. “I bet we can get Seamus and Dean to help give him a good beating.”
“You are not getting a gang of Gryffindors together to beat down anyone, especially a Head Boy,” Hermione told them both bossily.
“You saw what he was doing to her Hermione, and then after you left, you should have seen how controlling he was with her. I bet he has some kind of dark magic on her.” Ron started to rant. “All those Slytherins are into that disgusting stuff.”
“He is a Head Boy Ronald, do you really think he could get away with casting that kind of spell on anyone?” Hermione said, and Tom could hear the annoyance in her voice. “Look I was getting some studying done because I don’t want to be around either of you when you're like this. There is no Ginny or Tom here; please go someplace else if you two are going to keep brooding.”
“Fine,” Ron said, and Tom sneered as he heard what were obviously kissing sounds. His hand tightened around his nonexistent wand as he counted the eternity until he heard the two leave once again.
He was still scowling when Hermione opened the door to Draco’s room.
“How about this…” Tom started with a deadly tone. “...you break up with him by the end of the day, or I just break him?” He offered, making her scowl back.
“You don’t own me, Mr. Riddle.” She told him firmly. She was mistaken, but he was smart enough to know not to correct her just then.
“Fine.” He said as he took in a calming breath. “Shall we?” He asked holding his arms open for her. “The more skin we connect the faster, the process will be.” He added as he looked at her sweater.
With a deep breath, Hermione pulled it off and looked between them before getting rid of her bra as well. He couldn’t help but smile at the lovely curves of her form. With one final breath, she stepped into his arms and let him wrap his arms around her.
He let out a contented sigh as the pleasurable feeling started to build once again inside of him. “Very brave of you.” He commented as he looked down at the top of her head. Neither of his women was very tall he noted, but that was alight with him, it meant he could stand over them whenever he liked.
“What?” She purred as she looked up at him to rest her chin on his chest.
“Taking off the brassiere.” He said wanting to lean down and take her lips in a kiss but thinking better of it, so he merely licked his own.
“You said it would work faa…” She lost her train of thought as her body naturally pushed closer to him. “Oh wow.” She moaned against him, and he decided to hold tightly to the small of her back, so she didn’t get any ideas about wiggling out of pants.
“I know.” He answered as his eyes lingered on her bliss-filled face. Merlin he needed her, needed them both.
“I know you said we wouldn’t, but it would be okay.” She gasped as her hands fiddled with the back of his pants. “Just a little bit? Can you imagine how good it would be?” She asked trying to convince him as he held her tight.
“It is going to be very good when I claim you darling, but do you really want to cheat on your idiot?” He asked groaning to himself as he could feel himself hardening against her stomach, he was sure she would be able to feel it too.
“Oh, Ron.” She said quickly. “Yes Ron, I need to think of Ron.” She said but was still wiggling against him as if she planned to climb him like a tree.
“Is that helping?” He asked pressing his fingers into her back a bit harder than he should be. She moaned against him and closed her eyes as she shook her head.
“Nope. You smell good.” She said as if those two things were connected.
“It’s called bathing; maybe he should try it sometime,” Tom said knowing that they were nearing the crest of this need.
“Please?” Hermione whimpered against him. “Please, you can put it anywhere.” She begged, making his cock throb at the images her words provoked.
“It is almost over my dear.” He promised and smiled as he felt the sudden easing of his need. “Please don’t punch me in the face.” He said thinking of what had happened with Ginny.
“What?” She asked stepping back from him with a chuckle on her lips.
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