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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
- 3-Ch 3
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- 7-Ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
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- 21-Ch 21
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- 41-Ch 41
- 42-Ch 42 (edited. longer)
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It was not as simple as it should
have been to get down to the knights room.�
Walking through the corridors while invisible was like playing on the
highway.� She was almost run down by
students several times who tried to walk through the empty space she was
occupying.� Eventually she arrived
however.

�It appeared to be empty and she was
dragged up against the wall and hungrily kissed before she could put the
detection spell back up.�

�Mmmmm� Tom growled into her mouth and ended the kiss reluctantly.� �If only we weren�t on a tight timeframe..�� he sighed long sufferingly and she felt him pull away
slightly.

She wondered at why he had called
her down to the room now.. Not that now wasn�t good.� Now was fantastic.� They were both supposed to be in
Transfiguration.� Being here in the dim
hidden room with Tom embracing her and snogging her was infinitely preferable
to the sharp blue eyed gaze of the wizard she felt sure suspected her of some form of duplicity.�

Dumbledore would notice if they were not in class,
however. The man did not miss much and they were probably his two largest
concerns among the student population at present, she assumed.� What was Tom thinking...� He was not one given to impulsive skin of the
pants actions.� That was more Harry�s
department.�

Was he deliberately provoking Dumbledore?�

It didn�t seem quite right.. And only hours earlier he
had been concerned at Alex Potter�s accusation regarding Septimus.� Missing class with him would certainly not aid her already tarnished reputation.

�I did not expect Merrythought to
organise a class in which invisibility potion was utilised�� Tom stated obliquely.� She blinked, confused.�

�We will deal with Slughorn now� he informed her quietly.� �It is an unexpected opportunity to have the
chance to cloak ourselves so completely.�
Particularly in light of the fact that Slughorn�s last class on Monday
is parallel to Defense.�

We will have a window of four hours before the potion wears off, and Slughorn
is unlikely to be expected anywhere until Dinner.�

Hermione gaped!� Invisibly, thankfully.� This was not
how she imagined this taking place.�

She had thought she might slip the potion into something in his room.. sometime when she knew he would
not be there.. She had thought Tom
might do that.� The notion of having a
confrontation with the sick creep was just horrifying.�

And what if he was expecting guests or students or something.� This was such a Harry kind of plan.� No
warning.� Great risk.�� Tom had pointed out that Harry was not so
very dissimilar to himself when younger.. but she hadn�t really considered how true this might be
until now.

Tom continued informing her
quietly of what they were going
(since reasoning and arguing was unlikely to be well received she suspected) to
be doing shortly.

�I have thought about it at length and moving him is too great a risk.� It must take place there.� We will break the wards, enter, take Slughorn
by surprise and force him to swallow the potion.� There must be no physical damage � no wounds.. There must be no evidence whatsoever��

She nodded, resigning herself to
the task.�

Fingertips stroked down her cheek and she turned her face toward them needily.

�I want to destroy Alex Potter� he murmured, leaning in again until she felt
his smooth cheek pressed against her own. �Later.. when this wears off.. you will show
me the memories of what he did to make you hex him in that manner..��

She nodded against him again, her arms wrapped around the wonderful hard body, feeling
safe in the circle of his embrace.� She
just wanted to stay here
forever.�

�Diggory is affected too� she whispered unwillingly. The body close to her own
stiffened slightly and then he held her more tightly.�

�I..find..I am increasingly dissatisfied with the
thought of sharing you, Maia..� he murmured next to
her ear.� �I regret bringing you here as
a student.. I should have..�
he trailed off and she felt a tiny flimmer of worry ignite.� Whatever he should have done, he was
considering the possibility of doing anyway.�

She pressed a kiss to his cheek and another to his soft invisible lips.� �What�s done is done� she muttered
dismissively.� �You�re the one I love,
Tom.� ��

They crept silenced down the
corridor to the potions lab which the detection spell showed was empty.�

Penetrating further they moved right up to the door in the back of the room
which led to the potion master�s quarters.�

There was one..rotund..shadow
moving around in the first room.�

That was less than ideal.� He would notice the door open
immediately.�

On the other hand, the longer they hung about in the potions lab waiting, the
higher the chance that Slughorn could decide to leave his quarters.. possibly even through the door
at which they were waiting.

�You will stun him as soon as I take
down the wards and open the door� Tom breathed next to her ear.�

She nodded against him.�

Tom turned back to the door and
was still for a while, obviously concentrating on the warding.� She dropped down to a crouch and positioned
herself where she could have a clear shot at Slughorn.�

She felt Tom tap her head lightly a moment later and tapped his leg back to
indicate she was ready.�

He opened the door quietly and
quickly and she flicked off the stunner as soon as the blinding white shape
that was Slughorn appeared.� He went down
like a ton of bricks.� They both slipped
into the room and she paced over to the crumpled pile of brightly glowing pederast
on the ground while Tom closed the door behind them and replaced the wards,
augmenting them slightly.�

�Restrain him..
a chair or something would be best� he whispered as he
walked past. �I�ll ensure that there are no observers�� He made a sweep of the entire chambers
looking for detection spells and wizarding portraits.�

By the time his shadow had returned she had bound Sughorn to a kitchen chair
tightly with a cordless spell.�

I suspect that I will have little
success with legilimency.. he
muttered resignedly.� �However..against my better judgement I have decided that the chance
that he has truly arranged for information to be released is a negligible
risk..at least in light of the current..stand.. of things.�� If he has.. Well.. I shall deal with that if it happens.

Hermione bit her lip.� Slughorn hadn�t ever revealed anything about
Tom�s questioning on the topic of Horcruxes.. at least not until the very famous and very lucky Harry Potter had persuaded him to
do so..�

Of course there was the faint possibility that he had and that Tom had somehow dealt with it, as he said he
would.�

Either way though.. the
knowledge of the horcruxes would take a long time to escape.

She mulled over the fact that
Slughorn had seemed a very different man by her own time..
She would have never thought of him as a sexual predator..
an attention seeker and an exploiter of children.. yes.. certainly.. but not a sexual one..�
Perhaps something had changed..

�All the same... By the time the
good professor awakens.. I shall be long gone from
Hogwarts.. Perhaps it might be fitting to give him
something to dream on..� Tom mused aloud with the calm
merciless tone in his voice she recognised well in the meantime.� He used it when he was about to do something
horrible.� He had used it on Lucius.. and Palmer.. He used it
frequently before he cruciated someone.. She
remembered Tom�s expression when he had cruciated Draco in the viewing room and
suppressed the faint sigh that thinking of the unfortunate boy seemed to cause
each time.� The expression on his face
now was not dissimilar.� A wrathful dark sense of purpose.� Impending psychopathic behaviour.� �

But then..
Slughorn deserved some horrible
punishment.� Something
worse than a sleeping draught.� She
thought he deserved worse than Palmer..

And well,� Tom had-..

He�d..�

Tom deserved revenge on the sick bastard.�

She didnt even want to think about
how often Slughorn might have-..

she didnt want to think about it at all.

�Enervate� Tom said quietly.

The piggy eyes blinked drowsy and
confused.

�What.. what in Merlin�s-... Why am I..�� His head darted around looking for his
assailant.� Not finding anyone in sight
he struggled against the bindings frantically

�Don�t tire yourself.� You won�t escape Professor.� Tom informed him
as he walked slowly around to the back of the man.

Slughorn jumped dramatically, as
far as the bindings would allow.� �Who�s
that.. who�s there.. show yourself! � Stop this at once, whoever you are!� Release me!�

Tom laughed softly.� It was a chilly sound that held little true
amusement.� �Oh no..
I�m afraid not, Sir.��

He snorted and now there was a note of disgust and suppressed hate in his voice.
�It doesn�t surprise me that you would have no idea who might wish to attack
you.� After all..
there are so very many..
aren�t there Sir..

Slughorn paled slightly and
struggled again. �Who are you.� What do you want?!��

She saw the shadow of Tom�s hand
brush over the man�s shoulders in an overly familiar way that set her teeth on
edge.�

�I am..disappointed..
that you don�t recognise my voice, professor.�

Although.. I suppose you prefer all of your favourite
students to be silent..�

He stroked his wand across Slughorn�s
neck, who was now even paler and looking seriously
worried.

�Tom?� Tom Riddle?�
Is that you?� he asked uncertainly, with just the faintest tinge of
terror in his tone.�

Tom chuckled and squeezed his
shoulder.

�Oh there you go... you do remember me, after all.� Well done Sir.�

�Tom.. what are you doing?!�
Let me go now and we can find some way to resolve this little problem
between us.. The headmaster doesn�t need to know that
you assaulted a teacher.. No one will find out..� But you must stop this foolishness now.� This is no game!�

She saw the wand twitch and suddenly
Slughorn�s lips were melting together, growing shut. He yelled out his panic,
which was increasingly muffled until there was nothing where his mouth was but
flat unblemished skin. �The professor�s
nostrils were flared and wide as he screamed in his throat and gasped for
breath

�This is no game, Sir..�� But don�t concern yourself � the headmaster
will never suspect a thing.� No one will
in fact.. As I said � you do have so very many
enemies, Sir.�

Now... It would be in your best interests if you would
not try to occlude.� If you do occlude.. it will change nothing and you will only increase your
suffering.�� We can finish this quickly,
with a minimum of pain if you simply allow me into your mind..�

The bound man
started to struggle and yell frantically
now

She saw Tom reach a hand around
and wrap it over the pasty sweating forehead.�
He withdrew it briefly and wiped it on the man�s shoulder then replaced
it.� She wondered how it was possible to
do this without making eye contact.� Was
he perhaps using some other method of
mental access that she hadn�t yet learned about?!�

On the other hand.. in her time, Voldemort and Rodolphus both
had seemed able to hear her thoughts without making eye contact or touching her
in any way.� There was probably a lot she had not learned about
legilimency.� More�s the pity.�

If she had known then what she knew now she would have dedicated �herself to learning it.

She could see Slughorn fighting against the onslaught.� The way his entire body became rigid and
strained, his eyes bulging, breathing like a locomotive through his nose.�

�Sir.. you are being difficult.�
Tom chided mildly.�

Hermione scowled at the repulsive
worm before them who had stolen the innocence from so many and was now daring
to resist.� It bothered her that she
couldn�t simply kill him.� Right now.. she really.. really..
wished she could.�
The feeling was a hundred.. a
thousand times stronger than with Ginny..

Well.. she couldn�t kill him and not rewrite the entire course of
time.

She couldn�t kill him and not create a paradox.

So she couldn�t kill him.� She would have
to just content herself with the fact that he would be removed from the school.

Tom made an impatient frustrated
sound.�� It seemed Slughorn was extremely
capable in defending his mind.� But then.. in order to remain teaching in a
school in which at least one other teacher was a legilimens - and a rather
suspicious nosy busybody at that � he had to have phenomenal occlusive ability.

She reached for her own magic.� A compulsion spell.� A minor one.� She turned the power all the way up and
flicked it at him.�

Slughorn fell back slackjawed and blinked but Tom didn�t seem to shift at
all.� She assumed that it had
failed.� Well.. it could not be allowed to fail.� She wouldn�t leave Tom vulnerable.. even if Tom might otherwise
solve the problem.� Focusing on the
simple idea of breaking Slughorns
occlumentic barriers, ignoring the �how� part, she centred herself..trying to calm her mind � which was not easy considering
the strength and direction of her emotions � and when she began to feel she had
the concept firmly entrenched, she summoned a channel of magic and directed it
to the outcome desired.� It was nothing
more or less than focused application of raw magic to will..
but then, it had not been any more difficult than this
to create wands and hair from pure energy.�
Slughorn made a choking panicked whine.�
The way Tom�s posture shifted, leaning in, she assumed he was inside the
man�s mind, taking what he wanted now.�

The two remained like that.. still and connected.. for several minutes.�
She watched them, wondering what it was like to explore the inside of
another person�s head.�

She wishes she could see Tom..� The look on his face..

All of a sudden, Slughorns eyes
clenched closed suddenly and he whimpered through his nose..
then he started to wail and squeak in apparent
horror.� His struggles were different
now.� It looked like he was trying to get
away from something touching him.�� After
a while he started to scream in hysterical terror in the back of his throat.�

She wondered what exactly he was experiencing.

Tom�s black silhouette shivered
slightly and then he removed his hand from the panicking man�s forehead.� He bowed his head and seemed to need a moment
to collect himself again.�

�I believe it is time to feed him the
potion� he instructed quietly and, although he sounded tired, there was a dark
undertone of satisfaction in his voice.�

�There was no base to his threats.� He
has not arranged for any contingencies as they would incriminate him just as
they would myself. �I suspected as much..
If only I�d done this sooner...�

...nevermind, though.. His punishment will continue through the duration of his little nap.�
I sincerely doubt he will ever touch another student.�

She watched the shadow pull out
the small rounded potions flask and, with his other hand he cancelled the dark
curse that had removed the professor�s mouth.�
As soon as he was able, the man was screeching in the most urgent
hysterical terror

Hermione smiled, satisfied as she
watched the screaming writhing man who now had tears streaming from his
clenched eyes.��

It was beautiful to see the piggy head wrenched back by its nostrils and
the potion upended into the gaping screaming maw.� His jaw was held closed and Tom clamped his
hand over the man�s mouth until he had swallowed.

She could see the potion was correctly brewed because all at once the man
became quiet.. peaceful...
His face flattened and took on the impression of a sleeper.� He looked..normal.�

Tom sighed in the contentment of a
job almost completed. �What a wonderous potion...� he observed. �He gives every
appearance of one who is dreaming sweetly..��

She didn�t need to be able to see his face to imagine which smile he would be
wearing now.

They unbound and prepared the
professor for bed.� Hermione felt
terrible for looking away � refusing to contaminate her mind with the knowledge
of slughorn�s naked form - �as the spell
unclothed him and reclothed him in the night shirt which Tom informed her
quietly was the correct sleep attire for the man.� She shivered and forced her mind away from
the statement.� How exactly Tom knew that
would be speculating and she didn�t want to speculate. He might have taken it
from his mind, while he was in there.� It
was possible.�

After the horrible..evil man at the orphanage, the
thought of anyone else forcing Tom..at all.. made her want to invent a
curse more painful than the cruciatus.�

When Slughorn was packed away into
bed, Tom cast a moderately dark spell which removed evidence of all prior
spells cast against him and then they performed a quick once over to remove all
trace that they had been in the man�s chambers, before they both slipped away
again undetected.

It had taken an hour and a
half.� No more than that.

Hermione realised she had a
fizzing inexpressible excitement inside her.�
It had been so..easy.. They�d decided to take
Slughorn out.. and then
they�d done it.� In a
matter of days.�

Was this how Voldemort felt all the time?!�
She could almost understand it.�
It was amazing to feel like justice had been.. at least in part... served..�
that they had done it.�

The morning and the next few days
would of course tell whether they had gotten
away with it... but for the moment she felt a soaring dangerous elation.�

It seemed Tom was quite pleased
too.. He didn�t take her down to the knights chambers.. nor did he lead her back to the
Slytherin common room.�

�The others are likely to look for us in those places..�
he murmured against her ear before he kissed the inside of her wrist and pulled
her at speed up to the first floor and through an ornately decorated
archway.�

Inside there were three
doors.� He dragged her to the one on the
far right, letting them in and slamming it after them.�

He was upon her at once, his invisible mouth hungry and rough, his arms around
her, walking her backward until her legs hit the back of a double bed.� She collapsed onto it and he fumbled at her
clothing which became visible as soon as it was flung from their bodies.��

He was animalistic in his urgent need to be inside her..� She let her head fall back and gave herself
over to the sensations.� The shadow above
her,.. the silhouette of the
boy...man...she adored, pushed her
roughly into place and buried himself in her to the hilt, with a groan of relief.� She pulled him down to her and kissed him,
wrapped her body around him as he held still, his entire form trembling
slightly.�

The urgency..
the near frantic desperation seeped out of him with
her kisses and he simply lay over her..in her, devouring
her languidly.�

His fingertips traced over her cheekbone.. her jaw, down her neck.�
Hers in turn grazed the perfect skin of his shoulders..his
back.. down to the pert curve of his buttocks

�Never leave me� he whispered against her mouth.� She held him more tightly as he wound his
hips in her, as if trying to delve deeper still.

�Never..� he demanded...but it sounded closer to
pleading.�

She sucked on his lip.. then
the tip of his tongue gently, releasing him and telling him no � no she
wouldn�t leave him.

He seemed spurred by her words because he began to move then, slowly, achingly.. long deep hard strokes that set
her to gasping.. that made her tingle and want.� She rocked her hips up against him in
time.�

With no other was it ever like
this.. When Tom was with her it felt
..right...

She wished for a moment that all the others would disappear and she could
simply be with him.. forever..� Without all the problems..
the complications.. no
Grindelwald.. no Dumbledore.. No Harry.. none
of them...

Their movements sped gradually
until he pushed her over the edge.� �I ..wish I could see you� he groaned wistfully against her
ear as she panted and whimpered in pleasure.�

He held off his own release for a
long time, turning them.. folding
her shadow form into different positions as if tasting and sampling to find the
one he liked best. He would take her over and over again and shatter her and
then withdraw slightly.. licking..
tasting the salt on her skin.. sucking
at her breasts..her neck...trailing his tongue down
the slight dip of her abdomen, building her need once more, only to sate
it..�

It was when he was spooning her,
her leg lifted and wrapped up and back around him and her head pillowed on his
arm as he moved in her slowly.. gently..
that she felt the droplet.�

She didn�t pay any attention.. she
was sweating too.. but he let slip a soft gasping sigh
and rested his face against her neck and she realised that he was crying. �Almost silently.�

He was probably only allowing himself to do so in the knowledge that he was
invisible at present and no one could see...even so, he had, it seemed, only
allowed the emotion to take him when she was turned away and could not even face his shadow form.�

She struggled slightly, wanting to turn.. needing to hold him but he pinned her as she was and shook
his head mutely against her skin.�

�No..� he breathed, his hand stroking her
calmingly.� He picked up the pace again
until he was slapping into her hard and fast and she was panting through her
conflicted worry.� The hand on her thigh,
holding her tight against him slid down her damp skin to her core and found the
tight engorged little bundle of nerves, teasing at them..
circling them slowly.�

She crashed into her climax almost at once, moaning his name..
pleading with him.�

His tongue licked away a trail of
moisture on her neck as he pulled out.. She felt him
placing himself at her ass.�

Slick and burning hot as he was he pushed past the initial resistance and into
the tight tingling connection they shared.�

It felt like he was all over her.. under her skin.� He groaned and bit her neck gently,
mindlessly.�

�Hermione..� he whispered and it was almost a hiss..

He had only used her real name once since realising what the
unabbreviated form of �mione� must be, and the use of it now, �in this moment.. while they were connected so deeply.. it
was as if he had physically stroked her mind with soft fingertips. She
shuddered and writhed on him, moaning
and squirming and revelling in the
connection that was more than purely physical..in the the
physical sensation that was somehow dirtier...even
more intimate than every other way he could take her..

�Come, my precious..� he murmured against her ear and
the ground fell away beneath her, dropping her without warning into stormy
waves of bliss.� He clenched around her
and groaned in a guttural growl, losing himself.. pouring himself into her in harsh driving spasms that
subsided into the almost silent gasps.. the barely
detectable shaking that told her that he was sobbing.�

Afterward he remained there, still
and quiescent, curled around her, holding her tightly against him.� She fell asleep with him enfolded around her
in that manner

Hours later he shook her awake and
she blinked in the unexpected darkness.�
He had let her stay?�

�I will not share you with them any longer� he said softly in the dark, his
arms tightening around her.�

A faint quiver of fear vibrated through her.�

They would turn on him.. He needed to think rationally.

His voice was quiet but it had the chilly ring of absolute resolution. It was that voice..

�Do not attempt to persuade me.� I will
not allow any other to touch you again.�
You will not be �courted� by
Abraxas.�

You are mine.�

Let the school know it.. Let Dumbledore know it � I will not continue to deny myself this for
any of them.�

She felt very afraid for him.�

For them both.�

She thought of Lucius..and Harry and the lengths to which they had been prepared
to go...

He kissed her forehead.. her cheekbone and her lips,
chastely and told her that she would stay here with him from now on.� He would deal
with the girls in her dormroom.

The fear did not abate.

It remained for a long time after she felt his soft regular breath on the side of
her face and his arms loosened slightly in sleep.

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