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Chapter List
- 1-Two Sides to Every Soul
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Lucky Number 7
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
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Every
nerve in Hermione Granger�s body felt as if it were afire as Gildas slanted his
mouth over hers and nudged her legs apart.�
A flick of his fingers lowered the illusory flames in the fireplace as
well as the real ones on the candles, and she slid her arms about him, urging
him on � the crackle of his magical energy was quickly bringing her back to her
original state of need.� �Are you sure
about this?� He asked one last time.�
�Once I�well, I might not be able to stop.� I have no wish to hurt you.�

Hermione
glared up at him.� �Gil.� Now.�

�Yes, ma�am.� He reached down to grasp the base of his
erection and, finding her entrance, began to slowly push inside her, making
them both moan from the sensation.�
Hermione couldn�t suppress the thought that she was now dealing with
what had to be the world�s greatest vibrator � she felt his runes pulsing along
his skin (even there) and it was an
incredible feeling.� After going at a
tantalizingly slow pace, he set his hands on either side of her head and began
thrusting in earnest; the pure pleasure that he felt written on his face.� She thought it was the most erotic sight she�d
ever been treated to, his eyes slitted in ecstasy as
he struggled to keep the moans locked in his chest.� She could feel herself rapidly approaching
orgasm and she locked her inner muscles around him as she peaked, milking his
thrusting cock with every shudder.� She was only half aware of the increased
light in the room and opening her eyes to offer him praise, she was startled at
the sight that met her gaze: Gildas looked as if he had swallowed sunlight, his
skin luminous and pulsing with energy � as he opened his eyes to look down on
her, she gasped to see his eyes glowing like twin suns.� A vague uneasiness settled over her as he
stared down at her�

He
had ceased to look like the Gildas Murdoch that she knew, and instead he seemed
a feral creature mounting her, eyes gleaming golden in the darkness. He shifted
to spread her legs even wider and began to pound into her, seeking his own
pleasure � she shrieked as he slammed into her with a force she doubted even
Severus at his most vindictive could match. Gildas pulled out of her suddenly
and flipped her onto her stomach, covering her body with his and thrusting even
deeper inside her, making her scream and arch with the force of it�his skin
against her back was becoming uncomfortably hot and she tried to raise herself
on her arms as she looked down at their conjoined bodies.

Gildas
was slamming into her hard and fast now, and she could see that his whole body
was pulsing with inner fire � his cock glowed as it plunged in and out of her
core.� His cries rang out freely in the
room and he redoubled his effort until she felt his hips stutter in their
rhythm and then�a roaring filled her ears and she felt as if the skin on her
back was blistering from the intense heat he was releasing, but the feeling
inside her was indescribable.� The light
was blinding; she shut her eyes tightly as she howled and twisted under another
orgasm, feeling him pulse hotly inside her.�
Hermione panted for breath and collapsed against the coverlet as Gildas
placed his hand flat on her back, sending a healing spell into her skin to
repair any damage inadvertently done before he rolled to one side of her with a
sated sigh.� �All
right?� He murmured the question into her shoulder languidly.

The
Gryffindor witch smiled at him, stroking his hair out of his eyes
lovingly.� �Despite almost being set on
fire, I rather enjoyed myself,� she teased before becoming serious.� �It hurt, but it was just for a moment�does that
happen every time?�

He
sighed and turned over to face her. �Not always, but it happens enough for
witches to gossip and keep as far from me as they can - not that this is a
proper conversation for us to be having at this particular moment.� Gilas
smiled back and kissed her shoulder.�
Hermione pried long enough to get him to admit that he had seriously
injured his first sexual partner and had abstained until he had mastered enough
of his innate magical abilities to heal any hurts he could unintentionally
inflict.� Hermione found it very interesting
that the only women who hadn�t had any �side effects� had been muggles, and the witch who had been his first partner had
been a pure blood.� He unsuccessfully
tried to steer the conversation away from himself and onto her.� �So tell me about your sexual shenanigans,� he teased.� �I�m just dying to know who�s been at you
first.�� Hermione distracted him with a
kiss which led to other, more pleasurable activities that had nothing to do
with talking whatsoever.� Shenanigans, indeed.

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Hermione
woke early and slipped out from under his arm and out of the bed to Accio her
clothing and tiptoe out of the room after kissing him on the lips lightly.� As she skipped down the steps of the tower
and tried to get her expression under control so that she wouldn�t be grinning
like a loon when she entered the Great Hall, she reflected on the previous
night�s activities.� The second time they
had made love, his magic had manifested itself by adhering them to the ceiling
� immediately after their mutual climax however, they crashed back down onto
the bed.� Hermione was grateful that this
happened before their third romp, which had the aftereffect of vanishing the
bed altogether and dumping them onto the floor unexpectedly.� She�d never thought that she would hear the
word �sorry� so many times after sex.�
Gildas was many, many things� she suspected that �boring� would never be
one of them.

At
least Severus will still be down in the dungeons, she thought with a smile �
not that it was any of his business who she took to her bed (or whose bed she
ended up in)�as she turned the corner into the castle proper, she thought about
the peculiar behavior Albus had been exhibiting.� She didn�t earn the epithet �Know It All� for
sitting on her hands, after all�she just needed an
excuse to be in Albus� office when he was elsewhere.� As she was constructing different scenarios
that would accomplish this, she wasn�t watching where she was going and
therefore didn�t see Severus step out from a shadowed doorway and start towards
her.

�Where
have you been?� he hissed, slamming
her against the wall roughly.

�Let
me go, Severus!� she struggled to reach her wand.� �It�s not your business where I go and who
with.�� She had her wand now and was just
lifting it to train it on him when the Head of Slytherin
was blasted away from her and knocked on the ground.� Looking around, she saw Gildas advancing upon
them with a furious expression on his face.�
Severus leapt to his feet and his wand was out instantly, pointing
towards the angered wizard.

�Showing
some backbone at last, Murdoch?�
Surprising�I would have thought you would just leave the harassment to
that pet of yours; that or just playing your little first year tricks.� You won�t last ten seconds in a duel with
me,� he snarled.� Gildas was removing his
gloves slowly, glaring at the dark haired man. Raising his hands in the air, he
began to twirl his fingers slowly, then faster as the Dark Arts professor
scoffed.

Hermione
was close enough, and gasped to see a thin line of glowing amber light appear
around the edges of her lover�s pupils and a spark materialized between his
fingers.� He moved his hands apart and
fire whooshed into existence as Severus took an involuntary step backwards,
breaking off his insults with a startled grunt as he raised his wand and cried
out an incantation.� A spell flashed
towards Gildas, who smirked as it hit and was absorbed into his skin while
Severus stared, incredulous.� The fire
bloomed into a roiling mass of blue-tinged flame and as Snape summoned yet
another Curse, Gildas brought his hands down and thrust them towards the other
wizard � the flame caught Severus directly in the chest and his robes caught on
fire with a roar.� This wasn�t happening,
it wasn�t�this was something from out of a bad dream, she tried to convince
herself as Severus tried to extinguish his burning robes and Gildas sent
another burst of fire at him to further hamper his efforts.� Then Severus somehow managed to shrug out of
his teaching robes and was left with his slightly smoking frock coat while his
opponent laughed.

Gilas
never used to be like this � what was going on?�
She didn�t like to see him so much like Severus�as she watched, he
brought his hands up again just as Severus brought up his wand, and then the
two wizards were dueling.� Light crackled
and blinded, energy snapped and twisted.�
Neither wizard so much as heard her as she demanded an end to the duel,
and continued to send hexes at each other no matter how hard she tried to break
them apart. Gildas lunged forward at Severus and wrapped his hands around the
other man�s neck, and she could see his runes coursing into the Slytherin�s body as Severus shook under the onslaught and
tried to dislodge the Magical Creatures professor. Hermione was just lifting
her wand to send her Patronus after the Headmaster
when Dumbledore appeared, blasting the battling wizards apart.� �Stop
this at once!� Albus bellowed.�
Severus was covered in the fire-like runes twisting over and into his
skin as he batted at them frantically, hissing in pain while Gildas smiled
gloatingly. �All three of you, to my office now,�
the Headmaster ordered.

They
all filed up to his office after insisting that Gildas go first; Hermione saw
an odd smile flicker on his lips as he gave her a mocking bow and led the
way.� He�s acting just like Severus.� Perhaps now she would find out the real
reason behind all this�Severus was still rubbing at his neck, where a glowing
thread of runes still twisted around his skin.�
When they arrived in the Headmaster�s office, Albus placed spells on
each of the two wizards and seated them across the room from each other, with
Hermione in the middle.� �Albus, what�s
going on?� she demanded.� �You have been
reacting rather oddly ever since Gildas joined the staff here.�

The
Headmaster sighed and took his glasses off to clean them as Fawkes crooned
encouragingly.� Replacing them, he began
to speak.� �When I was still the
Transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts, a prophecy was made by the current
Divination professor in the Headmaster�s presence one night.� It dealt with the rise of Voldemort and how
he could be weakened.� Headmaster Dippitt came to me after reviewing the prophecy in a Pensieve several times and shared the knowledge with me �
it had stated that, in order to weaken Voldemort enough and give him false hope
for an eventual victory, a select few of his followers would have to
be�altered.�

Hermione
sat up straight at this.� Was he
suggesting�? He continued, seemingly ignoring the sharpening looks on the two
wizard�s faces.� �Unfortunately, this
would mean locating the most likely candidates to become Death Eaters.� We were near our wit�s end when another
prophecy named the children�s parents, so we set out to find a way to�alter�the
selected candidates.� The first two,
tragically, died in the womb at an unsuccessful attempt of Professor Dippitt�s to work the necessary spell.� I took over the process when it became clear
that there were only two more children that fit the criteria�my first attempt
was moderately successful; instead of simply removing the unwanted qualities
from the child, an adapted spell allowed me to split such qualities into two
children.�� He removed his glasses again
and rubbed at his eyes wearily.� �You
see, in order to be acceptable to the future Lord Voldemort, these children
would have to share such qualities as quickness to anger, disdain of the
inferior, and a strong link to dark magic.�
Such things would make the person carrying those traits to be
immediately acceptable to Voldemort, and he would keep them close.� I had roughly six years to wait for the other
candidate to be born, so I watched the first ones carefully � they had distinct
temperaments and one was naturally aggressive while the other was shy and
retiring; so much so that I feared for his survival.� He was weak, and
taken into a muggle household and raised as one of
them while the other was raised in his natural environment.�

�Due
to my observations, I had time to alter the spell enough so that the
differences would not be quite so pronounced.�
Fortunately, the last candidate�s mother contacted me with a problem
that would be easily solved by my spell � I deeply regret that I led her to
believe that her problems would be resolved.�
She needed a child without even a scrap of magic to appease her muggle husband, but I needed the child to remain in her
household to be formed by the unhappiness and abuse that would result from his
magical abilites.�
On January 9, 1960, I performed the spell again.�� On either side of Hermione, the two wizards
started violently and began to lean forward.�
�The boy was split into two halves; one with compassion, love, and
absolutely no magic to call his own.� The
other retained all the magic and would ultimately be cold and cruel.� I had no idea that, by altering the spell, it
altered the division of the magical talent�it appeared in the form of magical
runes on the skin of the boy when he was seven years old and being bullied by
the neighbor�s children.�

Gildas
launched himself out of the chair and at the desk to attack the Headmaster,
with Severus and Hermione staring in shock. �You! You did this to me,� he screamed.� �Where�s the other half of me, then?�

Hermione
closed her eyes, shaking her head.� It
couldn�t be�yet, hadn�t she already guessed it?�
�He�s right here, Gil.�� Gildas
whirled to see her indicating Severus, who was gazing at his face intently.

�No. �No.� I can�t accept that�.no.�� he
stormed past them and out of the door, quickly followed by Severus.� Hermione stared at Albus.�

�You�re
the reason Severus is�how he is?� I�I
can�t believe you could be that cruel, Albus.�
And Gildas�� her eyes hardened.�
�Who were the others?� Show me.�

Albus
reached into his desk and pulled out a sheaf of wizarding
photographs.� �Hermione, before you think
too badly of me-�

�Too late.�

He
sighed.� �Can you doubt that it was their
defections that ultimately helped Harry cast the Killing Curse at
Voldemort?� That wouldn�t have happened
if I hadn�t done this�they simply wouldn�t have been chosen as Voldemort�s right hands.�

A
chill spread down her spine. She suddenly knew exactly who she would see in the
photographs.� As Hermione drew them over
to her, she sighed to see a picture of Lucius Malfoy sneering up at her.� �Lucius.� I should have known when you said
�aggressive�� she gasped when she saw the other photograph of Lucius�
double.�

TBC

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