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Mind & Will	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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By the time he got out of his second shower, Hermione was fast asleep, and it was nearly curfew. He needed to look for Ginny now that he had calmed down from attacking her brother. He wondered if she hadn't come to him because she was angry or just decided to work on her studies as they had planned.
He got dressed in clean robes and closed the bedroom door behind him so that Hermione wouldn’t be disturbed if he was loud when he came back in. First, he went to the library and glanced around at the students who were collecting their things. It was possible she had already gone back to her room even if she wasn't upset with him. But he was getting a bad feeling about her absence.
He narrowed his eyes as he looked around the room one last time before turning towards the Gryffindor tower. He knew he couldn’t get inside, but figured he could charm one of the Gryffindor girls to check for her for him.
“She isn’t up there.” A small willowy girl with long blond hair and a sort of dazed expression smiled up at him.
“What?” He asked because he had no idea who the girl was.
“I’m Luna.” She answered his unasked question. “Ginny’s friend. Well, I saw her with Blaise Zambini about half an hour ago, I think they headed to the Slytherin dungeon.” She told him as she seemed to get distracted halfway through her words and watched the space to the left of her.
Tom frowned and looked to where the girl was watching and saw nothing.
“Why would she go with a some random Slytherin?” He asked thinking of the boy in question. He hadn’t been one of the ones that Draco had brought to him. Something about him not being very good with following others.
“When he came up to us he said you were looking for her.” She said frowning suddenly. “Were you not?” She asked sounding lost.
“Thank you for the information.” He told her with a bow of his head as he headed down towards the dungeons.
The more he went over the strange situation in his head the more it troubled him why a rogue Slytherin would be claiming to be sent by Tom. The more it bothered him, the faster he started to walk towards the Slytherin dungeons. He was sure of only one thing at the moment, and that was that someone needed a lesson on not touching the things that belonged to him.
He was out of breath when he got to the part of the wall where that opened into the Slytherin common room. Draco was standing outside talking to the Astoria and did a double take when he saw how worked up Tom was.
“Did you see them?” He asked, his wand already at the ready as he moved to open the door.
“Who?” Draco asked moving slightly in front of the girl to keep Tom’s attention off of her when he was in this sort of mood.
“Ginny with your friend Zabini.” He snapped as he said the password and stepped inside to find few students sitting on the couches and talking like normal.
“I haven’t seen Blaise for hours, my Lord,” Draco answered with a frown. “He said he had a project with a few others tonight down in the seventh year dorm.”
“What are the chances he told you where he would be if he were planning to defile or torture something of mine?” Tom asked as he struggled between the idea of going down and seeing or heading to anywhere else in the castle.
“Uhh…” The blond was looking very pale with that question and the 5th year girl behind him spoke up.
“I saw him earlier on the seventh floor by that troll tapestry, my Lord. But there wasn’t anyone with him.”
“You two come with me,” Tom ordered as he turned on his heels and left the door opened, he headed up towards the seventh floor. It was an excellent place to hide. He wondered if he could even get into the room or if the fiend worded his request against Tom.
“My Lord should I get some others to come with us?” Draco asked not wishing to fall behind if the answer was no.
“If you can catch up.” Tom said not wishing to leave Ginny in this situation a moment longer than he had to.
“Yes my Lord.” The blond said running back towards the common room while the girl still followed him.
Once the got to the right corridor, he told her to wait as he passed by the correct spot thinking that he needed to find Ginny Weasley with each pass. To his eminence relief, the door appeared meaning this Blaise fellow had not been precisely creative when he made the room.
When he yanked the door open with his wand out and ready for battle a red-headed blur ran into his chest, and he immediately wrapped an arm around his witch before looking into a dark Slytherin green bedroom.
There was a short struggle between them before she got a better look at his face and relaxed into his told immediately. He looked over her head into the room to find three boys who seemed to have had the worse for wear. Ginny was shaking against him as he noted they all had bats flying from their noses. It was a childish curse, but it seemed useful for the moment.
“CUR…” He cut himself off as he remembered the professor's Unbreakable Vow. He was going over a rather large collection of curses he could use on the three when the sound of Ginny’s whimper drew his attention.
He looked down at the girl in his arms, and her large brown eyes looked up at him. “Can we just go?” She asked, and she sounded frightened.
“Did they hurt you?” He asked checking her over with a glance.
“They just scared me before I took them down. They were trying to get me to drink some stuff while we waited for you.” She told him motioning to a broken bottle.
“Go stand with Astoria while I look.” He told her softly because he needed to know, exactly what these fools had planned for her.
She nodded after a moment and walked over to the Slytherin girl. When he noticed one had finished the little bogie problem, he sent stunners at all three, so he would have time to examine what they were trying to get, her to drink. He dipped his fingers in the potion and sniffed before rubbing it between fingers.
“My Lord?” Draco announced himself panting in the doorway.
“They were planning to give her a variation of Gregory's Unctuous Unction,” He said noting there were still wisps of light green smoke in the air.
“What should we do with them?” He asked uneasily, as Tom stood and walked over to Draco to wipe the potion off his fingers on the other boy’s robe. Tom tapped his fingers on the blond's shoulder as he thought about his options.
“I need to make sure Ginny is in fact okay.” He said looking down at the three on the floor. “Make sure no one comes looking for them. We have to have a little talk in the morning.”
“Yes my Lord.” Draco nodded and summoned the others to help him follow their leader's orders.
Once he knew that was being dealt with he exited the room and found Ginny talking to the other girl.
“It seems you had things under control; there was no need for me to come to your daring rescue.” He said giving her a smile as he approached.
“I couldn’t find the door out,” Ginny admitted as she moved into his arms. "What was that place?” She asked looking back at the open door. “I’ve never seen that room before.”
“I can explain it at a later time,” Tom promised before turning to Astoria. “You were very helpful Miss Greengrass.” He told her, and she nodded her head looking pleased to have served him.
“Shall we go?” He asked his girlfriend, and she nodded thanking the other girl one last time before they walked away.
“My room is rather close by.” He reminded her as he led her in that direction.
“What were they trying to get me to drink?” Ginny asked softly.
“Something that would have made you completely trusting of the three of them.” He told her bluntly.
“Why…” She started before she shook her head.
“I will find that out in the morning, right now I think it's best if we get some rest.” He told her as they moved into the tower hall where his rooms were.
“I wanted to give you and Hermione some space; I thought you two needed to figure things out before…” She explained knowing he would want to know why she hadn’t just come to his room.
“Thank you for that my sweet, you were right, it was helpful.” He told her as he unlocked his door and motioned for her to enter.
She looked around the living room area and shook her head at the extended accommodations. “You are very good at getting the best of everything.” She said with a teasing smirk.
“Is that why I have you?” He asked teasing back.
“Of course.” She said with a laugh. “Did Hermione go back to her room?” She asked as Tom went into the kitchen area to make them some tea.
“She’s asleep here.” He waved to his bedroom door.
“Really?” Ginny asked seeming pleased as she walked over to the door and opened it a crack to see a very worn out and well ravaged Hermione fast asleep on the bed. She closed the door again and turned to Tom. “So it went well?”
“Very well.” He told her as he set the pot to steep and found two cups for them. “How are you my lovely?” He asked more seriously.
“Nothing happened, I kicked their asses.” She told him with a smile as she let him lead her over to the table. “What spell were you planning to cast on them?” She asked with a slight frown as they waited for the tea to be ready.
“Something very illegal.” He told her looking up to read her reaction to this information.
“Something that gets you sent to Azkaban for the rest of your life.” She told him firmly, and he smirked at her.
“Only if you're caught.” He pointed out. “And I didn’t cast it.” He reminded her.
“But you’ve cast it before?” She asked in a low tone like she was worried about him. She reached out and touched his hand and couldn’t help but be amused at the irony since he had cast it on her. Honesty could only go so far.
“Among others.” He said still trying to read her. The girls would have to learn who he really was sooner or later.
“Who were you back in 1945?” She asked frowning at him; she was still so innocent, he didn't think she was ready to know everything, not yet.
“Tom Riddle to most.” He told her pausing as he tried to decide what he could tell her now. “Lord Voldemort to some.” He said putting his other hand on top of hers. “I’m a very dangerous man.” He admitted, and she nodded in a distracted sort of way.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” He said before his timing spell went off and he poured them both some tea.
“That you struggle with being nice to people.” She told him pulling her hand back so she could put sugar in her tea.
“I’m nice to you.” He pointed out as if that was the most important thing.
“You pretend to be nice to everyone.” She countered taking a sip from her cup.
“Most people serve a purpose.” He said blankly taking a sip from his cup. “I realized when I was still very young that it was important to hide my true nature. People could never accept me as I really was.”
“Which is why you cast that ritual.” She said watching him. “To find a woman that would.”
“If I had known how much trouble you would be I don’t know if I ever would have used that magic.” He told her with a smirk as he ran his fingers along the spot where she had punched him. “But this magic didn’t work the way I thought it would.” He admitted with a slight frown.
“How's that?” She asked tilting her head with a frown. “Besides for their being two of us.”
“I didn’t realize how much I would care about your natures and feelings.” He told her sipping his tea. “You’re both so much softer than I am, it has created a weakness I didn’t foresee.”
“You didn’t think you would love us?” She asked sounding amused. “Than how did you think we would ever want you back?”
“Love is a weakness and a disease.” He said as he anger flared. “Something I’ve never been afflicted with in my life.” He snapped at her.
“It’s okay Tom.” She told him reaching out to touch him once again. “Love can make you stronger too.”
“Oh?” He asked as he looked at her, his eyes flared red. “How is that exactly? It's something fools, and idiots say to make themselves feel better.”
“I think you’ll understand in time. Love strengthens bonds between people. When things become too much those who love us can help us carry our burdens. Because of love, you’re never going to be alone again.” She told him softly.
“I’ve never needed any of that before. I’ve never needed anyone at all.” He snapped still fuming.
“But you did.” She told him a bit more firmly. “Or you wouldn’t have cast the ritual. It doesn’t matter what you think it was supposed to do. You knew it would bring a partner into your life. So you must have been lonely before us.”
“I had my reasons; I don’t know if one could call it loneliness.” He said calming down just a bit as he took this information into his calculations. “No. These feelings I have for the two of you, they are not love.” He decided stiffly, which only seemed to make her smile.
“Why do you say that?” She asked amused.
“I will admit I care for you both.” He said reaching out and brushing fingers down the side of her face. “That you have become, in a way, extensions of myself. But I refuse to feel that disgusting emotion.” He said as if he could refuse such feelings by will alone.
“Alright.” She agreed, giving him a knowing smile. Her expression turned more serious after a moment as she watched him. “We're off track a little. You were telling me who you were.” She reminded him.
“That is a very long conversation that I don’t expect you’re completely ready for.” He said looking back into her eyes searchingly.
“You’re a Slytherin leader from the 40s.” She said frowning. “How long do you expect us to pretend you're not a blood purist? That is the only unifying issue people like Draco Malfoy get behind. We’re not idiots.”
“You’ve talked to Hermione about this?” He asked looking over to the door that hid his other mate.
“Sort of, the boys have been talking about it, and Hermione and I have been avoiding mentioning you at all in front of each other before today. Did you think no one would notice how quickly you've gotten respect in your own house?”
“So your brother's outburst was about more than my House.” He said with a smirk.
“Yeah. But Ron was smart enough not to mention his suspicions at least.” She said with a laugh.
“So why are you telling me?” He asked tilting his head at her curiously.
"It’s true right?” She asked without answering his question. When he gave a slight nod, she frowned deeply at him. “So how… The Weasleys may be one of the Secrid Twenty Eight, but we are still considered blood traitors and Hermione…” She narrowed her eyes at him. “How does that work exactly?”
“You belong to me.” He said as if this should be the only answer she needed, but her expression said otherwise. “The rules do not apply to you.” He added, and she continued to look at him waiting for more.
When nothing came she sighed. “Hermione…” She started, but he cut her off.
“Hermione is an intelligent and powerful witch, as are you. To spite where you both come from you have become worthy of respect, and with my help, you will only become more powerful, or rather you will learn the full potential already inside of you.”
“But we aren't proof that this whole blood purity movement is ridiculous?” She asked working herself up.
“If I’m not proof why would you be?” He asked narrowing his eyes at her before he realized what he just admitted to.
“You’re a muggle born?” Ginny asked confused.
“Halfblood.” He said looking to the door as if someone would come to find out his darkest secrets. “My father was a muggle, in fact, I’m named for him.” He added swallowing the bile that rose when he thought about it.
“Than how can you think…” She started when he turned to her with such intensity in his eyes that she moved back from the table.
“Because I’ve seen those vile beasts for what the truly are.” He said in a cold tone. He had to force himself to calm down once again when he found his wand in his hand.
“I’m sorry they hurt you, Tom.” She said softly pushing forward to touch his hand once more. “But not all muggles are the same. I’ve met Hermione’s parents, and they’re kind people.” She told him carefully.
“There are exceptions to every rule.” He said as her touch soothed him. “There was a reason I was keeping this from you.” He added once he could control himself. “As I said before neither of you are ready to know everything about who and what I am.”
“You don’t think we would want the truth before… you’re worried we will reject you?” She changed what she was saying in the middle as she realized the truth.
“More concerned that you will reject what you can be. I’m as much your perfect partner as you are mine.”
“You’re not turning us into blood purists Tom.” She told him seriously. “If that was your plan I’m not sure how you thought how that was going to work beyond literally changing who we are.”
“I have never been an imbecile my dearest.” He said dryly and shook his head. “I brought you back here to comfort you. To keep you safe and this conversation is doing neither of those things. I think it is time we retire.” He said getting to his feet.
“You two had sex,” Ginny said suddenly making him frown because he had no idea where the comment had come from.
“Yes.” He answered because he didn’t see the point in lying about it.
“You promised a balance.” She said as she too got to her feet.
“I didn’t think you would be interested in such things after what almost happened tonight.” He said looking at her.
“I want you to help me forget about what almost happened tonight.” She said as she started to pull her shirt off over her head.
“You want to shag after the conversation we were just having?” He asked licking his lips as the idea excited him.
“I’m going to eventually change your mind about that conversation. But what I do know is that you care about me, and you are an amazing kisser. I want my first time to be exciting.” She said boldly, as she tossed the shirt aside.
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