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Precious Mudblood	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79302 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 1-Precious Mudblood
- 2-Ch 2
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Amalthea
screamed and writhed on the flagstones under Hermione�s cruciatus.�

This was quite a shock to Hermione
who happened to have just walked through the portal and observed herself on the
other side of the common room cursing the horrid bitch with a murderous
expression.�

The only other people present in
the common room were Antonia, Cygnus, Roan and Palmer.� The rest of the Slytherins
must have cleared out when whatever sparked..this.. started.�

Amalthea
was begging and Antonia was being held in place by Cygnus � and looked rather
more preoccupied with his hands on her arms than with her best friend�s
shrieks.�

�What is going on here?!� Tom
demanded quietly in an icy voice that managed to cut through the girls
screaming like a hot knife through butter.�

The curse was ended immediately.�

Amalthea
turned her face and looked toward the door to Tom beseechingly,
horror flooding her expression when her eyes met Hermione�s shocked ones.

�Uh.. Amalthea slapped Sorrenson and started
accusing him of things� Roan supplied nervously. �And he..kind
of lost it..on
her..��

Hermione�s eyes went to her own
furious ones standing over Amalthea.

�Sorry?� Is that you? What?� Why?!��

She saw her own face snarl in rage, her furious eyes flicking to Septimus, Tom and Abraxas and
then sorrenson in her own body turned and stalked
away, down the boys staircase.�

�Why did Amalthea
slap him.. or why did she slap
Maia, I should say?� Tom demanded of Roan.�

Antonia looked disappointed at being released by Cygnus and moved to kneel
beside her friend and comfort her.�

Amalthea was sobbing.�

Hermione nudged Septimus and he shot her a �oh must I?!� expression.� Her frown informed him that he indeed must go
and comfort his girlfriend. �He sighed
and walked over, dropping to his knees beside the sobbing redhead and taking
her in his arms gently, shhhing and rocking her.

�Er.. � Roan dithered, his eyes shifting between Tom and
Hermione. �She walked up to Sorry and me sitting by the fire � he had at least
another half hour before the polyjuice was due to
wear off cause Slughorn..uh..
let him go early or something -� and she just marched over and hauled back and
slapped the shit out of him and then starts calling him.. um..�

His eye jumped to Hermione and then back to Abraxas before
returning to Tom.

�er..� slut and whore and
..that kind of thing.. and
going on about something and astronomy and Melinda someone or other and then
she pulled out her wand and made to hex her and..er.. that�s when Sorry just lost it.. and
then her screams brought Antonia and Cyg and Palmer
upstairs to see what was going on.� And
then you came in. And that�s it.��

Roan looked dodgy and his eyes
settled momentarily on Palmer and then went to the floor.�

Tom looked extremely displeased
with the state of affairs and raised his wand at
Palmer. �And what did you do?� he
enquired in a soft voice.�

The boy startled. �Me?!� Nothing!!��

Hermione frowned at the whole
situation and stated in �dont argue with me� tones �I�m
going to see if Sorry�s ok.��

Tom grabbed her by the upper arm.

�No. You will remain here.��

A moment later Palmer cried out
weakly and dropped to his knees, his hands going to his head.� Tom cursed soundly a few seconds later.� He lowered his wand and snarled through
gritted teeth. �You will all stay
here while I go and speak with Lestrange.�

Hermione looked at him worried. �What�s wrong.� What did Palmer do?��

Tom�s look informed her that it was something reprehensible � she could
guess.� Abraxas
had said Palmer would try to get her alone.�

Oh god.. Sorrenson..�

Without answering the question, Tom
stalked off and down the stairs to the boys
dorms.��

Hermione turned and looked at Abraxas, who seemed conflicted and angry.� He had his wand out but his eyes kept
wandering between Amalthea and palmer.�

She took his other hand gently and he flinched and looked at her with wide
stricken eyes.

�Come and sit by the fire with me� she said quietly. �Everything will be
fine.� Tom will sort it out.�

He looked at her with faint
disbelief and his gaze flicked to Septimus briefly
who was stroking Amalthea�s hair as she clung to him
with her eyes closed.�

She tugged on Abraxas
hand again, a bit more insistently and he followed, letting himself be led to
the sofa and sat down at the end.�
Curling up next to him, she shrugged herself under his arm.�

As if this were flicking some switch internally he responded by grabbing her
and hauling her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her possessively and
holding her against him.

�I should have taken the polyjuice.� He
whispered at her. �You�re my
girlfriend.��

She pulled back and looked at him worriedly.�

Roan and Cygnus walked gingerly
around the sofa and sat down on the other side.�

�...So..�
Cygnus said after a while.� �What was all
this about then?� Why did she collapse?��

Abraxas snarled back at him to mind his own
business.� He pulled her close again and
kissed her on the cheek, his hand urging her head to rest on his shoulder.�

She complied but wondered when Tom would be coming back.�

Cygnus seemed to be watching them
both carefully, sizing them up.� She
wondered if he saw her preoccupation.�

�...Are you two really together
then?� he asked quietly.�

Abraxas snapped back an affirmative and told him to
shut up now before he lost it like Sorry.�

Cygnus eyebrows raised and he snorted derisively but turned away and started up
a conversation with Roan about the coming game on Saturday and whether he
thought Ravenclaw stood a chance against Gryffindor.

Palmer hovered by himself
nervously exactly where he had been standing when Tom went downstairs.�

Hermione wondered whether he was trying to make it easier on himself by
following Tom to the letter now.�

This line of thought was abandoned
when Septimus walked into view with Amalthea in his arms clinging to him and whimpering �
probably at the remaining pain after the cruciatus �
He sat down with her in the love seat opposite the couch on the other side of
the fire and continued to comfort her.�

Hermione caught abraxas narrowing his eyes at him
venomously.�

Septimus showed no sign of noticing this, although he
kept Amalthea�s face turned in toward his neck.�

She realised that she felt a low
angry burn in the pit of her stomach at seeing Septimus
with Amalthea in that manner.� Never before had it been so clearly
demonstrated to her that this couple kissed and touched and slept together when
she was absent.�

She recognised that she was being ridiculous and possessive and hypocritical on
top of it, but she suddenly understood a little about how Abraxas
felt when he saw her with Septimus.�

Only a little though because she
imagined it would be a lot worse if Septimus were
kissing.. or oh.. god.. if she actually saw them
sleeping together.. saw the witch moaning in pleasure
under him � she might actually want to cruciate her
herself then.�

It was strange..
She hadn�t had this feeling about Draco.. or Severus.. or god forbid Harry or
even Rodolphus.

Although... she had wanted to hurt that woman rather than let him fuck her.. maybe..�

But it seemed she wasn�t jealous of men together.. only of other women.� How
strange.� Logic dictated that there
shouldn�t be any difference.� But there
was.�

She felt very..intolerant..
of other female affections on any of the men she had..somehow decided belonged
to her.�

That was kind of stupid too since
clearly she belonged to them. They all said it!� Mine.� Mineminemine.� You�ll be mine.� My pet.� My precious.� Mein Schaetzchen.

At that moment Tom stalked to the
top of the stairs with Sorry in tow and a dark expression on his face.�

�Cygnus and Roan � go to bed.� You are
not needed further tonight.��

Cygnus started to protest but abandoned it at Tom�s expression and simply
stood, crossed the room and went down the stairs without further comment.� Roan was right behind him looking incredibly
relieved.�

Palmer on the other hand looked like
he might be sick at any moment.�

�All of you..come.� Septimus.. you will bring Amalthea in.� Palmer,
take care of Antonia at the wall.��

Antonia suddenly looked very
frightened. �What?� What does that
mean?� What wall? Where are we
going?��

Tom looked at her with a cruel wry
smirk. �You have both been ..wondering.. where it is we go.�

Congratulations.� You will now find
out.�� Stop snivelling Amalthea, you�re getting on everyone�s nerves.��

The pretty red head flinched and
whined �It hurts..
I want to go to the infirmary!��

Septimus� top lip twitched for a second in disgust
and he stroked her gingerly on the head.

�Afterward, doll.� You don�t want to miss
out on seeing it, do you?��

Amalthea
snivelled and pressed her face into his neck.�
He stared at Hermione with a tight expression.�

�Can�t I see whatever it is later?� the well formed lapful whimpered against
him.�

�No.� Tom said coldly. �Only the strong
are invited.� If you sniffle off to the
infirmary, you are hardly strong, are
you.

I offered it as a reward for how well
you held up under a terrible curse.� I
will not invite you again if you refuse it.��

She seemed to cling to Septimus more tightly. �Will you carry me?� she
whined.�

Septimus rolled his eyes.� �Of course I will� he said and almost managed
to sound enthused and caring.�

He wrapped his arms under her knees and around her back and stood, lifting her
with little difficulty and raising an eyebrow at Tom, who gestured with a head
nod for him to go ahead.�

Antonia..
apparently smarter than her pretty friend still seemed
reluctant.�

Tom turned to Sorrenson and whispered in his ear and
the boy marched off downstairs again.� He
turned back to the fearful pansy Parkinson lookalike

�Now there Antonia.. What�s wrong? You�ve been talking
about what we might get up to when we go off together for almost a year
now.� Weren�t you upset when Maia was
invited to come along with us on the first night of term?� Well now I have decided to let you come
too.�

Don�t you want that?� It�s a rather big
compliment, you know!� I wouldn�t invite
just anyone.��

Antonia managed to ask with a laudable
degree of scepticism. �Why did you let her come � you hardly know her.��

Tom smiled. �I let her come
because Abraxas wanted to court her � and.. as you see � they are now courting.�

I am inviting Amalthea because Septimus
would like her with him and I am inviting you
so that you can be with Cygnus.��

Hermione watched the pathetic hope
flood the pointy face. �Cygnus wants me to come along?!� Why did you send him to bed?��

Cygnus emerged from the stairs and
walked over to her.

�So that Roan wouldn�t feel bad, Toni.. He likes you
too.��

Antonia looked like all her
birthdays had come at once as Cygnus walked over to her and stroked a hand down
her cheek.�

Her eyes shone as she looked up at him smiling beatifically.

�Are we all leaving then?� Tom
asked with only mild impatience.�

Antonia nodded, still smiling at Cygnus.�

Hermione inspected the boy.� He was wearing Sorrenson�s
shoes and the tip of his wand sticking out of his pocket was the dark brown of Sorrensons oak rather than the white of Cygnus ash.�

Antonia took his proffered hand
and he led her to the shield hole and out, followed by Tom, Hermione, Abraxas and Palmer � who was still looking extremely
uncomfortable.�

Antonia hadn�t even questioned why Sorrenson hadn�t returned, Hermione reflected.�

Was she stupid or did being in unrequited love for a long time make one willing
to suspend rational disbelief?

They walked through the dim quiet
corridor. �What time was it, anyway?� She cast a tempus and saw that it was almost
midnight.�

No wonder the common room had been empty when it happened.� Midnight on a Wednesday � not the best time
for late night activites.� But she supposed � needs must.

They came to the wall and she
followed Tom in.� If Palmer was surprised
at her gaining entrance by herself he said nothing.�

Inside..she
halted briefly such that Abraxas ran into her when he
exited the wall. He pushed her gently forward and brushed a kiss to her cheek.
�This should be fun� he said with a smirk.�

Palmer didnt seem to think so as he followed them in
like a man to the gallows.�

The two sofas were in the room and
Antonia and Amalthea were sitting on Septimus and Cygnus laps respectively, looking around with
interest.�

She saw Amalthea point up at the occulum
and Antonia looked and smiled.

�This place is amazing� she gushed when Tom and the others drew closer.� �What do you do here?��

Tom smiled thinly. �Oh you know.. this and that.� It�s a private common room..of
sorts..for only those we consider worthy of
entrance.��

Hermione let Abraxas
lead her by the hand to the sofa on which Cygnus-sorrenson
and Antonia sat.

Septimus shot him a venomous stare.

Palmer did not even move to sit
down but hovered miserably a few metres away.

�First things first, however� Tom
said in a dark voice.�

�Palmer.. I warned
you that Maia was to be left alone.. And YET I saw in your memory that you
apparently set upon Sorrenson in her polyjuiced form on his way back from Slugworth�s
detention, stunned him and took your pleasure, thinking him her.��

Cygnus, beneath Antonia jerked and
nearly tossed the girl to the floor.

�WHAT?!� he yelled.

Tom nodded regretfully. �He used
an obliviate.��

Palmer behind atom dropped to his
knees. �You said she was off limits my Lord.. and then Sorrenson said in
divination that he saw Abraxas kissing her in the
corridors and he said he was allowed.

I didn�t know it was him. I�m sorry Sorry - I�d never have-..�

�SILENCE� Tom yelled.

�If you had issue with my order you should
have approached me and sought counsel.�
You thought I would not
discover your act and indeed � had you not bragged to Roan about how you�d had
her � your treachery would likely have gone unnoticed.��

Hermione sat relatively unmoved by
the news.� To tell the truth it hadn�t
surprised her.� Avery and Mulciber�s decendents would end
up doing the same thing, unbeknownst to them.�
It was probably some kind of faulty genes or something making them both
slimy ruthless bastards.�

Tom addressed her suddenly -�Maia.. Do you have any requests as to the punishment you might
like to see visited upon Palmer?��

She looked at the shaking
miserable boy on his knees, despair in his eyes.

�No.. not really.� Whatever you think appropriate will please
me, my Lord.��

He smiled, nodding appreciatively
and turned to Cygnus-Sorrenson who didn�t even wait for
the question

�Hades YES, my Lord � I want his fucking balls fed to him!��

Palmer wailed softly and slumped
down, begging immediately. �Please.. no.. please my Lord � it was a
mistake.. I�ll never do it again.. I didn�t know.. please
don�t.. I�ll... anything my Lord �
anything you want but don�t.. don�t...oh
Merlin.. please PLEASE MY LORD!!� PLEASE DON�T!!��

Hermione knew quite well, since
both Avery and Mulciber obviously had children at
some point...that he would not be fed
his balls today � that is, unless the Avery and Mulciber
in the future were perhaps nephews? Cousins?�

She shifted her amused gaze to Amalthea who was
looking with horror at Palmer on his knees and the dark vicious expression on Tom�s
face.�

�Sep..?� she mumbled uncertainly.
�This is a joke..right?� It�s all just to trick us, since we�re here
for the first time and we�ve laughed at some silly ideas about what you all get
up to together.��

Septimus
sighed and rolled his eyes.� �My Lord.. since we are in here now and she cannot escape, can I
put down this daft piece of fluff?��

Tom sniggered. �By
all means.� Liberate yourself, if
you will.��

Hermione smirked with only a tiny
particle of guilt, as Septimus spilled the buxom
redhead off his lap onto the floor.�

She cried out in pain and shock and sprawled in an undignified manner.�

�Sep?!!� she yelped up at him and he frowned back at her.

�You foolish tart� he tossed at
her. �You have ideas far above your station.�
You are an amusement � nothing
more.

Do not imagine you have any place dictating my actions, whether with yourself
or with others.��

At that he rose and moved to the other sofa, sitting down next to Abraxas and Hermione and taking the hand not being held by
the blonde.� He brought it to his lips
and kissed her fingertips.

Amalthea
seemed to hyperventilate.

�It�s..It�s true.. you were touching her in
astronomy.. you..�

At that Antonia, who had been
gaping and frozen was tossed to the floor beside her as Cygnus-Sorrenson stood.

�MotherFUCK!!.. Both of them?!!�

He turned to Tom with a contorted face �My Lord!!� he beseeched. �It isn�t FAIR!!��

Palmer on his knees, for the
moment forgotten and doing his best to become invisible seemed to think it
unfair also.�

His face was dark and resentful.

�Cygnus!!�
Antonia cried from the ground.. �What are you talking
about?� You said you like me.. you said you wanted me to..�

Sorrenson aimed a swift kick to the girl�s ribs and
Hermione winced slightly at her shriek and frantic scrabble to get away.

She clung to amalthea over
by the other sofa.

�Stupid fucking bitch� Cygnus Sorrenson hissed at her. �Cygnus doesn�t even like girls.� He�s been fucking Byron Brown from Ravenclaw for half the year � don�t you have eyes?!��

Antonia, already shocked, gaped
pitifully and burst into tears.� Tom
silenced her immediately and turned back to Sorrenson.

�You have a dispute, Sorry?��

Cygnus-sorry actually shook with anger and the effort to steel
himself to control.�

His face a picture of fury and reluctant submission he dropped to his knees.
�Yes..my Lord� he ground out.

�You asked me to protect her.� You told
us she was yours..untouchable.
and then you allowed Abraxas
to court her.. to kiss
her... and it seems Septimus too.�

Have I failed you in some way?� I have always obeyed your orders.. I have done everything
to please you.�

Why am I denied her?..

..If she is no longer untouchable.� If she is no longer yours�� He looked down angrily.�

Tom did not answer
immediately.� He looked at the boy
thoughtfully.� After a while he responded
quietly.

�She is still mine.� She will always
be mine.��

The piratelike
face of Cygnus looked up, upset and uncomprehending �But-..�

Tom raised a hand and stilled him.� �We
will discuss this further after I am finished with these three.�

�Hermione�s gaze flicked back to Antonia and Amalthea who were clutching each other and looking around
in horror.�

Their eyes kept wandering back to her and her hands being held and stroked by Abraxas and Septimus.�

Amalthea looked like she wasn�t sure whether she
wanted to be sick or to claw her eyes out.��

Tom turned around, his face
lightening somewhat. �Don�t worry, Palmer.. I didn�t
forget you.��

�My Lord..
If everyone else is allowed her..� ..You didnt care
about the others I had on the sly. �You praised me for that little willowstead slag!� I..don�t understand.�
She�d never have known.. I didn�t hurt her.. It wasn�t even her, my Lord!��

Hermione leapt to her feet. �Is he
talking about Beatrice willowstead?!�� She demanded with gritted teeth.�

That girl was one of the only people
who had been nice to her since school had started.

�No.� Tom said disinterestedly. �Her younger sister Catriona.
She�s a loud mouthed little thing who has been vocally derogatory of me and mine since I rebuffed her tragic little crush at the
beginning of the year.�

Hermione was reminded faintly of Ginny.

�Palmer..
do not attempt to cloud the issue at hand here.� We are not debating the relative merits of
rape, underage or otherwise.� We are
discussing your direct disobedience to my orders and your attempt to conceal it
from me!��

Hermione frowned slightly.. she was of two minds
suddenly.� The part of her that had
always been �Hermione� was indignantly protesting that rape was very, very, bad and it wasn�t the fact that he�d disobeyed but that he�d actually raped her or..someone
like her..that was..or should
be.. the issue here.�

Another part was quite objective and distanced from the situation at hand.. the part that had changed, she
supposed..

the part that ordered Rodolphus
to kill Mulciber..

and that
part was saying that it was the disobedience that was of key concern.� If Avery couldn�t be controlled then he was
dangerous, irrespective his deviancies.�

Reluctantly Hermione sat back
down.

Abraxas
immediately leaned in and nosed her cheek affectionately.� Septimus kissed her
fingertips again and both of their expressions seemed to be pleased at her wise
decision to let it go.�

Tom took a deep thoughtful breath.
�I am inclined to believe that you do not listen well, Avery.� He said quietly.

�Therefore you must feel.�

I will accept part of Sorrenson�s request for your punishment.� You will dine upon one of your..family jewels tonight.�

If you repeat your error, you may lose the other and your line may well end
with you.�

If you harm Maia..
you will die.�
Again.. your line,
such that it is, will end with your sorry failure to thrive.��

This is your second warning, Avery. There are plenty of other little girls for you to trap and play with.� This
one.. is now forever off your menu.��

The boy seemed frozen in
horror.�

He had gotten stuck that way when Tom had said he was going to be forced to eat
one of his balls.� His eyes blinked
unseeing into the distance.� He didn�t
even move when Tom divestoed his clothing and
silenced him.�

Then Tom turned to Sorrenson on his knees.�

Hermione looked down to see that it was actually Sorrenson kneeling there
now.� At some point in the last few
minutes he must have transformed back.�

�I would offer you the chance to
perform the diffindo, my servant, but I suspect you
might cut somewhat overzealously��

Sorry�s dark snarl confirmed tom�s suspicion.�

He turned back to Palmer and
Hermione found herself staring at the naked boy in morbid fascination.�

He looked staunch but his cheeks were wet and he was shaking.�

His body was tanned and
slender.� Less muscular
than Abraxas or even Septimus.� He had a slim broad-shouldered build with a
small amount of wiry brown hair on his chest and legs � it wasn�t very
appealing, she decided.�

His penis hung soft and uncut.� It seemed
a decent length.� Not unusually large by
any means but not small.�

This decent �tackle� now rose up
into the air of its own accord, without hardening.�

Tom was levitating it.�

Palmer wrapped his arms around himself and seemed to clench inward as if
bracing himself.�

When the diffindo
was cast, blood slashed out in a spray from his wounded sack.� Avery�s head flew back, his mouth thrown wide
and eyes clenched in a scream unheard.�

Blood raced down his thigh and then a small round egg shaped object passed out
of the slice in his skin, levitating in the air before him.�

She watched as the slice was pressed together although it didn�t seem to
heal.� She assumed it was a sticking
charm.� At least no further blood flowed
out.�

Avery was still screaming and now
he seemed to be sobbing too.�

She actually felt a bit sorry for
him.� What had just been done to him was
terrible.�

She wondered if it was as terrible
as raping what sounded like a whole LOT of students � many of them, if Catriona was any guide, probably underage.�

Palmer was a fucking paedophile and a rapist.�
He was getting less than many would say he deserved.�

�You will chew and then you will
show me before I allow you to swallow. Do you understand Palmer?�� Tom said in a frighteningly unaffected voice.�

The tortured, red, sobbing face nodded in agony, his eyes still clenched shut.

�Good� Tom said approvingly and
she watched the small oval that had been floating in the air at waist level
rise up and drop into Avery�s mouth.�

His expression was like a snapshot of hell as he worked his jaws on his own
flesh, coughing and retching in disgust and horror.� Finally he stopped and opened his mouth for Tom
to inspect.�

Tom didn�t bother.

�Very good. You may swallow now� he informed him
quietly.� �

The boy struggled but finally
managed to do so. �He looked like he
might vomit it back up twice but then controlled himself.�

Tom stepped closer and, pointing
his wand at the damaged line of red bloody flesh, quietly sang a soft healing
charm.� Hermione watched, fascinated as
the line sealed itself and vanished.�
Finally he concentrated and cast something and the empty looking bag of
skin grew a second visible lump.

�There..�he remarked. �No one, with the exception of those
present.. well.. Those
present who are able to recall after tonight� he added wryly �-will ever know
of your shame.� If you do not offend
again with her, you will be able to produce children one day.� IF
you are unable to heed this warning you will be a eunuch.��

He stepped back and cancelled the silencio.�

After a few seconds in which he
tried to pull himself together Palmer choked out �..Th..thank
you, my Lord. I�ll..I�ll never touch her again.��

Tom smiled, pleased at his response.� �I
am glad, Palmer.� And in order to
demonstrate to you that you are not sexually impaired, I am giving you Antonia
to play with for the night.�

Hermione started and looked at the
Pansy lookalike in surprise.� She seemed
to be screaming and shaking her head.�

She jumped up then and ran around the couch to the wall, banging her fists upon
it.�

Nobody else made a move.� Even Amalthea
seemed stunned into frozen incapacity.�

Tom glanced over at her
dispassionately. �It seems she is not as enthused, Palmer.��

He turned back to Sorrenson who was looking on with
little concern. �Do you have any more of Cygnus hair?� he asked him and the boy
nodded.� �Very well.� You know what to do, Palmer. I would have you
please the girl � at least until the polyjuice wears off.�
It is unfortunate for her that she has fallen for one so entirely
oblivious to her existence.��

Avery looked considerably less
miserable, Hermione observed.� He seemed
almost unconcerned at the loss of his testicle now it was over and you couldn�t
see it was missing.�

He stood and accepted the hair from Sorrenson who
offered him a gingerly hand after he took it.�

Palmer shook hands with him, holding on and looking him in the eyes as he
apologised again.

When Sorrenson
released him, he looked accepting and stopped glaring at the other boy.�

Palmer looked at her hesitantly
and then back at Tom who had his arms folded and his
wand in his hand.�

Swallowing, Palmer dropped to one knee before her and mumbled out an apology,
with his eyes on the floor.�

She glared at him for his poor
attempt. �You are a slimy little git, Avery.� She informed him. �Look me in the
face when you lie to me, at the very least!��

Avery swallowed, scowling and slowly raised his eyes to look at her.� She saw him tracing her body on the way. |

When he finally met her gaze he looked truly regretful.

�I�m..sorry..that I did it..� he said low. �I wish I hadn�t.� I�m not
lying. I...��

His eyes flicked to Abraxas and Septimus
either side of her.

�If I�d thought..� He trailed off and simply said �I�m
sorry, alright.��

She reluctantly nodded.�

He offered her a hopeful hand and
she looked to Tom who shook his head slightly.�

�No.� she responded to Avery. �But I accept your apology. The issue is..finished.. as far as I�m
concerned��

It cost her something to say it but it seemed necessary.�

Avery withdrew his hand
remorsefully and� rose,
backing away slightly.�

�Where would you have me take her, my Lord? � he asked
quietly.�

Tom thought for a moment and then
responded �Take her to the room of requirement.�
You require the room with the polyjuice.� I�m sure you�ll find it easily enough.��

He withdrew a wand from his robe and handed it to Palmer� �Give it back to her after you obliviate her and do not allow yourself to be caught by Twaxler.� I believe
he should be on the fourth floor by now.��

Palmer nodded as if this was a
given.�

�Thank you, my Lord� he said again, looking down.�

Tom smiled thinly. �It is done,
Palmer. Go.� Enjoy the girl.� Leave no traces.��

Palmer nodded curtly and turned,
striding toward Antonia who had been making her way around the large
circumference of the chamber banging on the stones and yelling
soundlessly.�

Hermione blinked and frowned, confused at her utter lack of concern for what
was happening to the girl who she hadn�t much liked but who she wouldn�t
necessarily have fed to paedophile rapists either.

She heard Palmer intone in a low
voice �imperio� and then Antonia turned and smiled,
taking his hand.�

He disillusioned them both and led her from the chamber quickly.�

Tom sighed.� �Two down.. one to go.�

He smirked, looking at the terrified, shellshocked, Amalthea, still on her ass on the floor in front of the sofa
with her legs splayed before her. �Her
green eyes were red and puffy and she was breathing fast.�

Hermione noticed that there was a small pile of vomit on the floor beside
her.� She must have lost her dinner when
she watched Avery chowing down on his own
testicle.�

Tom saw it too and snorted before he scourgified it
away.�

Striding past her and seating
himself in his chair he rested his chin on his hand, elbow propped on the
armrest.

�It would be..
in many..if not most.. ways.. easier.. if you were to continue to
court the wench, Septimus.� You know that.��

Hermione felt the hand holding
hers tighten slightly.

�Yes, My Lord.� He said noncommittally.�
Tom smirked at his neutral response.

�If I allow you to leave her, you
will only harass Abraxas and this-..�

he gestured at Amalthea who was looking at him with
abject terror, her eyes flicking only rarely to Septimus
with something like betrayal and disbelief

�-will continue to make life difficult.�

Septimus
responded quietly �I will do as you ask of me, whatever you decide, my Lord.�

Tom pinched the bridge of his nose
and muttered.� �You were right, Maia.. Things have become complicated very quickly.�

I might perhaps have better listened to you.�
I should have hidden you.. kept
you here in secret.�

Unfortunately it is too late for that now.��

She sighed. �I could leave��

The speed and venom with which
Tom�s head shot up and Abraxas and Septimus each clamped down on her indicated the utter
impossibility of this option.

�No. No...you can not!� There is nowhere you could go bar one place
and you will not be going
there.��

Hermione glanced at Sorrenson who was looking bewildered.�

Frustrated, Tom tossed himself
back in his chair.

�Septimus.. you have obviously been lax.�
The witch seems to have heard from someone else that you were..

what were
you doing with Maia in astronomy actually?!�
I was rather distracted by the subject matter.��

Abraxas
sat forward and shot Septimus an acid glare.

Hermione spoke up. �He just touched my hand.�
It wasn�t as if he threw me to the floor and leapt upon me.� It was maybe.. a bit suggestive.. if one was
paying attention � but it was dark!!.��

Tom rolled his eyes. �I see.� Well obviously someone was paying attention.�� He
sighed in irritation. �� I will leave things as they were for the moment, I
believe, in light of the fact that the issue centres around gossip regarding an
event that took place in a crowed dark room.�
Take her back, Septimus.� Obliviate her to
before the curse and return here afterward.��

Septimus
nodded and was gone in mere seconds, dragging the compliant imperiused
witch behind him in a hurry.

�Maia.. come here.. ��

Hermione got up, Abraxas reluctantly releasing her. She knelt before Tom and
he looked down into her eyes, stroking her cheek with his fingertips.

�You will accept Sorrenson�s affections as you do Abraxas and Septimus� he
instructed her softly.� �It would have
been better if I had hidden you.. but
there is no way back now, you understand.��

She nodded and murmured �Yes, my
Lord�

There was a gasp behind her from Sorrenson.�

She turned and the boy seemed to be actually blushing in shock and dismay.� Abraxas on the
other hand looked furious.��

Hermione stood and went to the
blonde, after a moment�s hesitation moving to straddle him.�

His expression shifted between confusion, anger and hopeful lustful anticipation.

�Abraxas..� she said softly, brushing his hair from his face with
her hand.

He turned his brows inward and murmured a petulant yes. �

She bit her lip seeking a way to say it that would not set him off � there
wasn�t really one.

�You know that I belong to the Dark Lord, don�t
you?��

His face seemed to pinch in pain
and pleading. �Yes.. but-..�

She placed her fingers over his lips.� He
kissed them unhappily. She felt him hardening beneath her and continued
quickly, her words as much for him as for Sorrenson
behind her.

�Your jealousy is misplaced. I
have sworn myself to him.. I will always be his. �Please.. I�m begging you to accept it, Abraxas!
I cannot ever truly belong to you. �But...you like the feeling when I kiss you,
don�t you?��

As if to demonstrate she removed
her fingers and pressed her lips to his.�
He kissed her back needily, his arms going
around her to pull her closer.� When she
broke from him he flustered at her �I don�t want
you to be with Sorry too.� I can�t even
stand it with Septimus.� Please..��

She kissed him lightly. �You�re being silly, Abraxas.� Would you rather share me with your brothers..or not have any part of my affections?��

Abraxas looked upset and gripped her more
tightly.�

She stroked his face gently. �Shh..
shh.. calm. I�m not
threatening you.� It was an honest
question.�

�You need to understand that the
mark on your arm is more than a symbol of a pleasant pastime or a tattoo of a
school club.. You are connected with me.. through our Lord.. for the rest of your life.�

These are your brothers..forever..

I�ve come into this circle and now..you�re all upset
because you want me - but I want to bring you closer not drive you apart.��

Abraxas
stroked her back slowly, not replying, his troubled eyes gazing into hers
unsure.�

Hermione gently, but firmly pushed
herself away from him, even as he clung for a moment, unwilling to release
her.�

She stepped back and looked down at Sorrenson,
kneeling and looking up at her in somewhat intimidated confusion.

�I..thought-..�
he said in a small voice..

She lowered herself to kneel
before him.

�No.� she said simply. �I am not..courting.. any of you. Not truly.� I belong to Tom.��

Sorrenson..who had earlier cruciated Amalthea for calling her a whore, was trying to resolve his
internal conflicts.�

It was very apparent that he was having difficulty.�

�But...you�re..not
like that..� he fumbled.�

She sighed.

�Sorry.. you heard what I
said to Abraxas.�
You need to know yourself what you want.��

She made as if to rise and he stopped her with a hand on her arm.�

He did look very much like a young rodolphus, she
thought to herself.

�Stop!!..
I.. may I kiss you?��

Hermione looked to tom.� He seemed tense and discontented but nodded
once.� She leaned closer.�

Sorrenson was even slimmer of build than Palmer..he seemed almost waiflike with his large blue eyes and
wavy black shoulder length hair.

She could almost feel his nervous desire tangibly around her.�

Her eyes slid down to his thin pale pink lips.�
He was taking rapid shallow breaths and she was taken completely by surprise
when he suddenly plunged both hands into her hair and dragged her forward,
tilting his head and kissing her furiously, his tongue teasing and then delving
as soon as she opened to it.�

She allowed herself to give in to him, let him lead her.

She was breathing faster when she
felt his hand slide down from� her hair
to her neck, stroking and then further till she felt a hand brush over her
breast and move away again.�

After a moment, perhaps at her lack of appalled slapping or attempts to break
the kiss, it returned and cupped her, a thumb brushing teasingly over her
nipple through her school robes.�

She breathed faster through her nose, feeling the tingle of pleasure jolt
straight to her centre.�

By the time Sorrenson
broke the kiss, panting, her eyes were glazed and he had his hand in her robes
stroking her over her bra.�

He looked half drunk and had a bright daring gleam in his eye, grinning.�

He informed her �I want you.. I don�t care about Abraxas and Aeptimus.� Fuck.. they can watch if they want.��

She became aware that Septimus had returned and was hovering on the edge of the
couch next to Abraxas looking impatient.�

Turning to Tom she saw him smirk faintly in a wry manner.�

�Sorry.. we won�t be watching..� he said softly...

Sorrenson
looked startled and glanced to Abraxas who was also
smirking at him.�

Hermione looked at him speculatively.�
There was ..something.. in
the way he looked at Abraxas particularly.. it reminded her of Harry.. or even
of Draco..

she wondered-..

�Sorry..
If you want to join us.. you
have to be prepared to accept..everyone..� She pulled
his gaze back to her with a hand on his angular jaw.

This served two purposes.. it
allowed her to lick her lips and tease him a little.. and
it prevented him from seeing the shock that was no doubt crossing the faces of
the others.

Sorrenson
looked a little panicked.

She moued slightly and leaned in, flicking at his top
lip with her tongue and kissing him deeply when he responded, but breaking off
almost immediately.

�Can you do that?�� she
asked tentatively.�

She glanced around the others and
found that Septimus was looking the most comfortable
with the idea.�

Tom�s expression was entirely unreadable.�
He might have been mortified..it was hard to
tell.

She figured his experiences at the orphanage probably wouldn�t have predisposed
him to have good expectations of homosexuality.. but.. well.. she
only had three bloody holes.� There were now FOUR she would at some point
end up having to please.. it
would be better if they could pair off together at least some of the time or
she�d be practicing a lot of healing charms soon.�

Sorrenson
glanced uneasily at Tom, watching him with a slow even expression.

�My Lord?� he asked uneasily, not even articulating his unspoken �Is it true?! Do I have to?!��

Tom looked at Hermione for a long
moment and she wished she could read his thoughts.

She tried to think clearly that this was necessary or else they�d all end up
competing and fighting over her.�

He seemed to reach a
decision.�

Gracefully he flowed out of his
chair to his feet and stalked slowly the few paces to where they knelt.�

Leaning down he cupped Sorrenson under his chin,
tilting his head back and leaning over him.

�Yes.� He said finally. �You will accept all
or you will not have her� he informed him.�

Sorry�s
eyes widened as he stared up at him.�

�You have a choice.� You may leave and return to the dorm... We
will speak no more of it and things will go on as before..
Or.. �

He smiled a slow powerful smile and brushed a thumb over the boy�s lip lightly.

�Or you will stay...you will give yourself to whoever here desires your body...and you will take of Maia in whichever
way you please..��

Hermione leaned in close and trailed
the point of her tongue up Sorrenson�s exposed
throat.

He shivered.�

Tom released him and straightened,
looking down at him with dark amusement.

�Maia..� he said.�
�Undress..��

Hermione gave Sorrenson�s
neck one last nip, making the boy shudder, and
stood.�

She thought for a moment about how much better it would be if she were wearing
the flash little lingerie numbers from her future home.� The underwear she had on now was so.. uninspiring.�

Perhaps it wouldn�t matter if she used a little
boost to transfigure them...�

The sensation over her body changed somewhat.�
She frowned slightly. That had taken almost no effort..
it was as if she only had to desire it and she�d already reached for the magic and done it.

Remembering suddenly that a frown
wasn�t among the most sexy expressions she shifted her
face into a smile of anticipation, stepping back to the centre of the circular
free space and unfastening her outer robe.�

The striptease she performed in
her school uniform seemed to have even more of an effect on the four boys here
in this time than it had had on Draco, Harry and Tom in the future � she
supposed because in this time it wasn�t really something one saw often.� And especially not for boys
in boarding school during a muggle and magical war.�

When she spread her blouse and
exposed the tiny frilly black and white striped bra, Sorrenson�s
jaw dropped.�

Although to be fair.. even Tom�s eyes widened.

A brief flash of confusion passed through his eyes and was then abandoned in
favour of watching her shrug off and toss the blouse and start to tease her
plaid skirt up her thigh.��

She wished suddenly that she had
high heels on � even if she couldn�t walk in them.� They would have made her legs longer.�

When she turned and bent slightly
and slowly slid her skirt down over the black and white frilly thong she heard Abraxas groan and someone softly breathed �fuck..��

Apparently this underwear was more than risqu� in this time � it was downright
lewd.�

Her skirt fell to the floor, exposing
the thigh high stockings.� She
straightened and stretched, flicking her hands under her hair and letting it
fall again in glossy curls.�

When she turned she saw four faces
utterly transfixed.� She smirked at them
and brushed her hands down over her body, ending them in a cup over her
mound.�

�I�ll stay� Sorrenson
said weakly, not turning his wide eyes from the spectacle before him for a
second.

�Do what you want to me.� If I dont have her, I�m going to die.�

Tom stroked his head gently, not turning his own either. �Good choice.� He
gestured impatiently for her to continue.�

She played for a while, teasing
her nipples into sharp visible points through the lace and satin before she
reached down to the tiny bow in the centre between the cups and tugged on it
lightly.. it unravelled
easily and the cups separated, freeing her breasts.�

She let the flimsy garment fall down her arms to the floor and slid her hands
back up her body, cupping and fondling her own breasts.� Septimus licked his
lips slightly, his eyes narrowing and she wondered whether he was thinking
about sucking her nipples or biting her throat.�

In response to the idea she pushed her breasts together, lifting them and
flicking her tongue across her own nipples.�

The sensation was strange but the
effect was massive.� Sorrenson
actually sank down, falling back onto his hips and rubbing at his trousers that
looked uncomfortably tight.�

Dropping her breasts and letting them jiggle she flicked out her wand and divestoed all the boy�s clothes.�

If she was going to be naked, why not everyone.�

In fact that actually made her the
most dressed since she still had the tiny little thong on.�

�Would anyone like to pull the
ribbons on the sides for me� she asked solicitously.�

Abraxas
leapt to� get up
off the couch but Tom held up a hand, stepping to her side, elegant even fully
naked.�

He slid slowly down her body, trailing his fingernails down her abdomen as he
lowered himself to his knees.� Then,
gripping one little bow in his teeth and the one on the other hip with his
fingertips he pulled them.�

The little slip of ridiculously expensive fabric fell away, revealing her.��

It was automatic to turn toward Tom
and part her legs slightly..

His fingertips trailed up the inside of her thigh, making her gasp and tremble
a little, and then he was delving fingers through her hot wet slit.�

She found herself panting and when he parted her slightly and flickered his
tongue over her clit, her knees shook visibly.�

He drew back and commanded �Abraxas.� Hold her.�

Perhaps her perception of time was
skewed but the speed with which arms were suddenly reaching around her, groping
her and leaning her back against a hard hot chest rivalled apparition.�

Thus propped, Tom nudged her
thighs wider and buried his mouth in her pussy.�
She yowled at the sensation.. it was so fucking good.�

Abruptly two fingers penetrated her roughly, twisting and curling in her.. her legs shook reflexively and
she tipped her head back onto Abraxas shoulder,
tilting her neck for his mouth.�

By the time she�d come to a screaming uncontrollably shaking climax, it seemed
that Septimus had decided to act in the spirit of the
endeavour and as she was lowered gently to her hands and knees she saw through
her own post orgasmic haze Sorrenson�s head moving up
and down in Septimus� lap, guided by a hand in his
hair.�

Septimus was leaning back on the leather sofa with an
expression of deep pleasure and by the way he urged Sorry�s
head deeper and faster, he was heading toward his peak.�

His eyes met hers.�

She felt a cock being pressed up
against her pussy, and had no idea whose.

Septimus
eyes glinted, hooded with lust and he bucked up into the boy�s head in his lap
and threw his head back, groaning as he came.�

Sorrenson tried to pull away but he was held in
place.� �Swallow�� Septimus
growled low and Sorrenson must have done so because
he released him a moment or so later.�

The boy panted and recovered even as Septimus let
himself slide down sideways on the sofa and stretch..

�Fuck.. that was not bad..� he complimented the boy understatedly.
�I could do with a cigar right about now..

Incidentally..If you don�t hurry, Sorry, Abraxas is going to take Maia�s mouth and you�ll have to
wait..��

Sorrenson�s
head flew around wide eyed.

Well that answered her question as
to whose cock was teasing her slit, soaking itself in her juices and indeed Abraxas walked around into her field of vision and dropped
to his knees.�

Sorrenson immediately appeared beside him, a look of
challenge on his face.� Abraxas narrowed his eyes and seemed to threaten the smaller
boy.�

Hermione heard a snort from behind her and glanced back to see Tom watching
them amused.� His hands were stroking her
back and gripping her hips only to trail back up and stroke her some more.�

Noticing her eye he commented. �So much for bringing them
together.��

Hermione bristled and turned
back.� She arched
up onto her knees and looked the blonde boy in the face with a devious little
smirk.

�Abraxas.. after earlier.. I bet you would really enjoy making Septimus gag a little, don�t
you think?.. Wouldn�t it be satisfying?��

Abraxas
seemed to experience a lightning bolt of inspiration and his head whirled to
look at the now startled looking boy reclining on the couch.�

�Hey.. wait..� Septimus started.

�Do it, Septimus�
Tom commanded lazily, deciding matters and, pushing her back down onto her
hands, he thrust into her, burying himself three quarters of the way into her
in one stroke..�

not expecting it, she gasped and jolted.� He had her by the hips though and forced himself
the rest of the way in even as she bucked at the sensation of being filled..�

She was so preoccupied she barely
even noticed Septimus jerk upright and press against
the back of the sofa in mild panic as Abraxas
approached him, stroking his hand up his shaft and smiling nastily. �yeah.. I think I would
like to see you choking on my cock for a bit Sep.. open wide and say Ahhh.��

Septimus looked afraid but she saw no more as he was
eclipsed by a view of Abraxas from the back.� After a few seconds though, the movement of
the blonds arm suggested that he was guiding a head at his groin slowly.�

Tom was sliding languorously in
and out of her and she stretched like a cat, pressing herself back against him
as he moved.

One of his hands wrapped in her hair and pulled her back up.

�Sorry is waiting, Maia.� Show him how much you love to suck cock..��

She looked up at the boy now kneeling
in front of her stroking himself with an expression of great anticipation.�

He offered his cock to her, pressing its circumcised tip to her lips suggestively.�

She smiled.�

Bare minutes later he had both his hands on her head and was
groaning and cursing as she played him up and down his pleasure, bringing him
to the edge and backing off.�

It became difficult to concentrate
when Tom started fucking her hard and reached below her to tease at her
clit.� She found herself moaning and
letting Sorrenson simply fuck her mouth as he
liked.�

This seemed to please him too and she had them thrusting into her hard from
both sides.�

Sorrenson came first and she pulled herself together
to suck him as he was nearing it, making him yell his release and stiffen as if
petrified.�

He fell away from her almost bonelessly, panting and
swearing softly, collapsing onto his back and laying splayed, staring up at the
stars through the occulum.�

Tom pulled out of her abruptly as
she was finally able to dedicate herself to the sensations he was giving her
and then he turned her over, thrusting back in and leaning down over her,
enfolding her and kissing her as he moved within her.�

She wrapped her legs around him and responded eagerly.� It was so much better this way, with him all
around her.�

It felt like they were all alone.�

She buried her face in his neck after she�d come for the second time and whispered
�love you Tom..� and it seemed like that was what pushed him over the
edge.� He came, gasping and made a sound
almost like pain as he pumped into her once.. twice more.. his entire body taut
around her and stilled.. softening and rolling them
smoothly so that she could lie on his chest as he recovered.� �

She turned her face to the other
three boys, lying about in various positions now.�

Abraxas
wore an expression of deep satisfaction while Septimus
looked..thoughtful..not upset
so much.. but definitely preoccupied internally.�

Sorrenson lay on his back on the floor and had obviously
been watching her with Tom.� He seemed
peaceful.�

Abraxas
spoke suddenly and his words were..unexpected.. to say the least.

�You were right.� I don�t feel as jealous
now.�

Sorrenson
turned his head to look up at his two friends on the sofa.� Hermione smiled.

�Are we all staying here tonight?�
she asked hopefully.� Tom sighed beneath
her.

�No. we stayed last night. It will become a habit.� She sighed back. �But I hate my dormroom.. and here we can all sleep in one
bed.��

This idea seemed to startle the
other boys somewhat.

�..er..� Septimus
said uneasily.�

She felt her head rocked as Tom
laughed below her.� �Maia.. just because they might be
willing to suck each other off with varying degrees of encouragement doesn�t
mean they necessarily want to ...snuggle.. with one
another afterward.��

She frowned. �oh.
oh.. ..sorry.� I just.. thought I would like that.� But I
guess I see your point.�

So..we�re
going back to the dorm then?��

Sorrenson
sat up. �I�d stay..� he said softly. �if.. you want to..�

There were huffs from Abraxas and Septimus.

Sorrenson crawled over to Tom and Hermione and
hesitantly, to Tom�s evident surprise, stretched himself out alongside them,
putting his arm over Hermione�s back.�

After a few seconds, Tom extracted his arm from between them and put it behind
the boy, gingerly placing his palm on the smooth back.

Hermione saw Abraxas
and Severus exchange a glance.�

Then Tom sighed and nudged her
shoulder.� �Get up. We must return.� The others will notice if these three do not
return to the dorm.� It will be
suspicious two nights in a row.��

Hermione groaned.� �I hate dorms.��

Tom flicked her on the side of the head with a finger. �Yes..
I know.� How dare Hogwarts dictate your movements.� Get up.��

She did so and Sorrenson
held a hand out for her to help him up.�

She took the opportunity to cast
an eye over his body.� He noticed and
withdrew the hand, stretching and presenting himself to her more fully,
seemingly no longer even aware that he was lying in Tom�s arms quite
familiarly.

Tom however was and he snorted in
amusement retrieving the appendage and rolling himself fluidly to his feet.

Sorrenson
looked up at Hermione with a small smile, enjoying her attention.� She saw his cock twitch and start to harden
and raised an eyebrow. �We could stay..� he said softly.. �just for a
bit longer.�

�No.� It�s two am.�
Get up, Lestrange. There will be other
opportunities.� Tom said absently, already summoning his clothing and dressing.

She saw Septimus and Abraxas
were doing the same thing and reluctantly summoned her own clothes.�

Sorry got to his feet, looking
disappointed and followed the behaviour of everyone else.�

They were just getting ready to
leave when he stopped them.

�Wait..��
Eyebrows were cocked and Tom looked impatient.

�It�s just.. What happens tomorrow?..
Am I allowed.. I mean...can I touch..or
kiss..Mai-..um.. any of you.. I mean..? If there�s no one around to see.��

Tom smirked and responded �No. -
Maia is ostensibly being courted by Abraxas. �Septimus is..still..with Amalthea
and you may not grope me in any manner whatsoever in public, Sorrenson.� Go to bed
and shake hands with yourself if you are still wanting.��

The scruffy Rodolphus-lookalike
subsided somewhat, looking downcast.

�oh. ok.� Sorry.�

Hermione felt a string in her heart twang at his disappointment.�

She pulled away from Abraxas arm and stepped close to Sorrenson,
lifting his chin with a finger and kissing him as toe-curlingly
as she could manage.�

She felt him breathing faster and his arms snuck around her waist, holding her
to him.� He kissed well..
and his surging exuberance in that area was a
tantalizing contrast to his quiet gentle softness in appearance and
manner.�

He was full of contradictions.�

When she ended the kiss she could
feel little spots of warmth high up on her cheekbones.�

�Another night..we�ll have more time� she whispered,
rubbing her cheek against his.�

She felt how badly he wanted her to stay but Tom had said no.� He nodded and swallowed.�

When she turned back to Tom he was
looking at her with an unreadable expression again.� He told the others to go on back, he wanted to speak with her for a moment.�

Sorrenson startled and gave him a look of utmost
discomfort and aversion. �Please!� Don�t..� he said in a small voice.�

Tom waved him off dismissively.�

With a last look back at her he complied.�
He seemed mortified suddenly.�

She frowned and turned back to Tom,
whose face had darkened.�

Concerned now, she waited for him
to tell her whatever it was he wanted to tell her.�

He led her back to the sofa, pensively and sat down, gesturing for her to sit
beside him.�

This wasn�t good.� He never sat here and he wanted her to sit
down.� Whatever it was, she wasn�t going
to like it.�

He quirked and
chuckled weakly. �I do have to say that there is never a dull day with
you here.� I don�t think I had as many
problems in my entire fifth year as I have had this week.�� He took a breath. �and..we have a new one.��

She bit her lip, panicking
already.� Had Grindelwald
done something?� Or one
of the others?� What else could it
be?� Dumbledore?�

�It was a good idea.. with Sorrenson..and the others..� he said slowly.

�I am not.. certain.. whether I will..entertain the
prospect of any of them touching me..
but it did seem to ease tension between Abraxas and Septimus
considerably. ..and.. I think..perhaps
it might have been good for Sorrenson.. at least he seemed a lot better afterward.�

He..

I was concerned when you first suggested.. He..� It was not
Palmer.� He did not know about Palmer.� I almost did not tell him in fact.� He reacted
so violently to the information because of Slughorn.��

Hermione blinked, her mind
understanding instinctively and yet at the same time not comprehending at
all.�

�But-..� she began..

�It seems you have an effect upon
truly revolting teachers in addition to every other halfway heterosexual male
in the world.� He must have been planning
it since potions � I saw the memory of him herding Sorry in your body up against
the wall and groping him.� Sorrenson was terrified and disgusted and he couldn�t so
much as speak to tell him to get off
because Slughorn would have recognised that his voice
wasn�t right and realised that he was polyjuiced.�

So he..put up with it.. and
tried not to look at him.�� The
disgusting old lech licked his cheek..and said some derogatory things about your blood
status.�

It..might actually have been a great deal worse, but Professor
Canker came in looking for advice on a plant and when it looked like it would
take a while, Slughorn dismissed Sorry.��

Hermione felt herself
shaking.�

It hadn�t even happened to her � but she felt like, in a sense it had.� For Slughorn it had...

...She had potions in the morning.� He
would look at her as if he�d done that..� He would..

He would try to get her to screw up and get another detention, she
realised!�

�Oh god..�
she whimpered. �I... cant..��

He wrapped his arms around her and
pulled her close. �Shhh. I
won�t allow him to touch you� he said with absolute conviction.�

She suddenly felt incredibly stupid and selfish.� �Oh.. my god.. Sorrenson!!� I..shouldn�t have..
I didn�t know.. He seemed-..�

Tom pulled her closer. �No Maia.. It�s ok.� He was
more upset about you finding out than
about what happened, when he left.� He
didn�t seem perturbed about Septimus using him like
that at all.. and I..think he might actually be attracted to Abraxas.�

Either way.. he was alone and
defiled this afternoon and now he is no longer alone and is looking forward to
being with you.�

..and possibly to being with Abraxas.��

She turned her head in toward his
chest.

�I miss being able to sleep next to you� she said in a small voice.�

�That�s the worst thing here.�

After..those two weeks....no.. more than that.. I always slept next to you before I ended
up here..

I can�t help continually wondering what is happening there � whether I�m just
gone and time is going on without me or whether I someday end up going back and
it�s like no time has passed.

When I go to sleep, I think about you sleeping in bed..alone.�

You couldn�t sleep very well when I wasn�t in bed.� You got very stroppy when I was sick and Severus
put me in the other room to sleep.�

What if you�re alone?!..� I don�t want you to be alone.��

Tom frowned.� �If you were not here..
I would be alone here.�

Perhaps in your time I�ve collected the older version of you from wherever I
was hiding you.�

Hermione considered this.

�Perhaps, I suppose.� But I don�t think
so.��

She nuzzled into him and asked, knowing what the answer would be �Can I come to
bed with you?��

Tom hesitated.

After a long time he shocked her and told her that they would both remain here
then.� He wouldn�t risk smuggling her
through the corridors up to the second floor and through the head common
room.��

He transfigured the other sofa
into a bed, divestoed their clothing and pulled her
over gently, by the hand, getting in and wrapping his arms around her when she
cuddled up to him.

With the torches out and the starlight falling on them he said, his voice
barely more than a whisper �Things are so different since you have been here,
Maia.. ...I will not let anyone harm you.� Least of all that revolting
pederast.� Or..
Palmer either.��

Hermione smiled. �I can�t believe
you made him eat his own testicle. �That
was..well it was disgusting actually.��

Tom dug his fingers into her ribs
slightly. �You little liar. I saw the avid look on
your face.� You were completely
fascinated by it.�

She snickered..

�It reminded me of something on TV.�

Tom looked at her strangely.� �Teevee?�
�

She thought for a moment. �You have heard of television?� He hesitated and then
nodded.� �It�s a muggle
device that shows pictures in a box isn�t it?� I�ve never seen one but one of the boys at
the orphanage was talking about it once.

He was saying that when his parents came and found him they would watch the
television every night.�

It seemed a bit pointless to me.. perhaps
I was missing something.��

Hermione smiled, thoroughly
tickled.

�Television is like.. wizarding photographs that keep moving indefinitely
instead of being in a loop.�

People make programmes � they�re like.. theatre..sort of.. but its better because you can see everything close up and
create drama with lighting and camera angles.�
Oh.. it�s too hard to
explain.� If you promise not to look
around at anything else � I�ll show you some memories of what I mean.��

Tom turned toward her immediately. �I will not look at anything you do not wish
to show me.� he said solemnly, looking eager.�

She smiled, excited.� Showing Tom memories of the future about muggle inventions seemed harmless enough.�

She focused, trying to think of a memory that he might find interesting.�

Peripherally she felt the little sensations at the edge of her consciousness
that were him insinuating himself into her thoughts.�

Oh!� That was a good one.� She remembered watching Alien 3 on tv, with the lights out.� It had come out on TV the summer before the
year her parents were killed.� She had
stayed up to watch it by herself with popcorn.�

She focused as much as she could on the movie.�
She couldn�t remember all of it, but she could remember a good section
of the middle.

She felt Tom�s shock at seeing
pictures of the creatures chasing people in a space station.�

She remembered terminator two that had come out the year before.� Tom�s astonishment at that one was even
greater. She remembered vividly the section where the terminator was riding the
motorbike and the futuristic quicksilver terminator was in the big rig chasing
in the aqueduct. and then the end when Arnold was
mostly metal and ruined and the other terminator was melting.�

She was enjoying this now.� What other
movies might he find bizarre and fascinating.�

She flashed onto nightmare before
Christmas � the claymation
film was well made!� She could still
remember some of the songs.�

Oh!� And Top gun.� Jet planes in dog fights.�

OH!! Jurassic park!!! She�d seen that at the movies but it didn�t matter.� She remembered the scene where the guy was in
the SUV and the cup of water suddenly jolted with concentric circles as a heavy
crash sounded distantly.�

She could remember almost the entire sequence perfectly � it had been so
gripping.� The part where the
tyrannosaurus rex was nosing the upturned car in
circles.. and the horrible
man went to hide in the outhouse.. and then he was
eaten.. and then the fat traitor who was trying to smuggle the dinosaur sperm
off the island, falling down and that lizard with the cute little tweeting call
and then when it flared out its fan and spat at him.

�How did they make it?� Tom asked astounded� �Where did
they get the dinosaurs from?� I�m
assuming there are not dinosaurs in whatever year that is?��

She snickered. �No.. It�s just special effects � trickery.�� She thought about a whole sequence of
different special effects movies.�
Ghostbusters, star wars, back to the future, lethal weapon

�Thats..perhaps..somewhat more engaging
than I imagined from what I heard� he admitted.�

She sighed. �Unfortunately it won�t
be like that for a while.��

She showed him a memory of watching �the birds�, invasion of the body snatchers
and singing in the rain.�

�That�s more like what the muggle world will see in
the next few years� she explained.

�Show me other things from your
time..� he said quietly.�

She hesitated.

�I can�t show you anything from the wizarding world..�

�Doesn�t matter� he replied. �Anything. �Show me
your room.� Your
family.��

She bit her cheek. Maybe showing
him this was what eventually led him to find her parents.� He told her he killed them to try to draw her
out.�

But then.. if that was what
it was � it was already done now.��
Telling him couldn�t make it worse.�

She inched closer, even though he was already skin to skin with her..

�ok..��

She remembered her parents house.� In her
mind she walked through it.. from
room to room, looking at different objects.�
Photo frames.. a
painting her mother had made when she had broken her leg and couldn�t go to
work for long weeks.�

There were a lot of photos of her and her parents together that had been around
since she could remember.�

It was funny how it was all exactly in place in her mind even though it was
destroyed.�

She felt a faint ache in her mind
and knew it was Tom�s reaction.�

She moved on from the photos and
went to the kitchen and looked at the microwave.�

Amused she remembered making cheese on toast in it.� Putting it in for fifteen seconds and taking
it out melted when it beeped.��

In the back yard there was a small overgrown garden and a wire
clothesline.�

At the end of the garden a tree had a swing she had swung on when she was
little.�

The ache in her mind grew
slightly.�

She walked around the side of the
house looking up at the two story white painted suburban house.�

In the driveway her father�s blue volkswagon was
sitting.� Tom seemed interested so she
went over in her mind and looked inside. �

Then she curved back and went in the front door and took the stairs up to her
room.�

It was decorated in white and
blue.� She�d never been a pink frilly
kind of girl.�

Most of the room was taken up with bookshelves.�
Her bed was single and nothing special.�

On her wall was a poster of Einstein poking his tongue out.�

She wandered around the room in
her mind, looking at various knickknacks and objects and eventually went to the
bookshelves.. walking past
the one with wizarding books in it quickly and
looking through the muggle shelves remembering
stories that she particularly liked.�

Watership down was there.� Crime and punishment,� Alice in wonderland, the time machine,
pride and prejudice...�

She felt Tom�s arms tighten around
her and he pressed a kiss to her cheekbone.

She thought about her parents..�

Her mum.. flying a kite with
her at the park when she was younger.�
She liked that memory.�

They had only gone once � her parents were usually so busy and kite flying was
a bit of a gamble on the best of days.�
But the weather had been perfect and her mum had run with it and then it
had flown and she�d felt the tension in the reel she was holding and almost
dropped it.�

Her mum came back, puffed and laughing, looking up at it and then she�d knelt
down on one knee and cuddled her while she flew it.�

�Stop..�
Tom said hollowly.

She opened her eyes.� He looked..conflicted
and unhappy.� She felt a knot in her
throat.

�Sorry.� She said honestly meaning it.

�Don�t!� he commanded icily. �Spare
me that.� Your insipid family bores me.��

She nodded absently, knowing it
was a lie.

Wrapping her arms around him more
tightly she whispered �I love you Tom.�
Goodnight..�

He didn�t respond but after a long
time, when she was almost asleep, she felt his arms wrap around her and he
brushed her jaw feather light with his lips in a fleeting kiss, before he
settled himself for sleep finally

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