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Submission	By : M.V.Avery Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 8457 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A fair warning, this is AU.

PROLOGUE: All good things must come to an end

She was blinded by pain, excruciating merciless pain. The moment she saw him, saw them, she knew she had been right all along. His naked, sweaty body pounding with wild abandon into the blonde girl beneath him, and the woman beneath him so far gone in her pleasure that she was completely oblivious to Hermione's presence. He wouldn't, couldn't, change. She knew it was a possibility, that she would one day come over unannounced and find him shagging the daylights out of another shameless whore, who had no doubt flung herself at him like her life depended on him. Like they all did. But the knowledge of the possibilities didn't make the actual discovery any less painful. And it certainly didn't help that he had chosen to bed Lavender Brown of all people. Why did it have to be her of all the shameless floozies to choose from? The old resentment for the alluring blonde welled up in her again, and it took her all to stop herself from crying. Disgusting. Pitiful. Stupid.

"Oh, I didn't know you had company." How she managed to remain calm was a wonder, even to her. And whatever he had expected her to say it obviously wasn't that. Perhaps he had thought she would fly off the handle and throw scathing remarks at him and the wanton floozy. Well she had news for him.

"Well, sorry to interrupt, it wasn't my intention. I just came to give you back your keys. You see, I got an early admission to the Trauma Centre in Dufftown, they have their hands full at the moment, what with that dreadful gang of Death Eaters terrorising the area. So, I won't be needing access to your flat anymore." Her voice was sickly sweet and never faltered, not even for a second. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of thinking he had hurt her; she wouldn't give anyone that chance.

Never again.

She dangled the keys in front of her and gave a shrug, when she saw his burning stare. He could stare all he wanted, bloody arsehole. She placed the keys on the dresser and turned on her heels and left.

"Oh, and Tom, it was fun while it lasted, but I guess you will have to look for another regular shag, perhaps Lavender here would be up for it?" She threw over her shoulder as she left. She hoped it hurt him, and that her nonchalance would get to him somehow. But deep down she knew it wasn't likely to happen. He didn't love her, probably didn't even like her, but she knew mentioning the position of being a regular shag-body to Lavender, would tick him off.

Then it hit her, waves of pure murderous rage churning inside of her, as she descended the stairs, trying to get away as fast as humanly possible. She wished she could just disappear into thin air, and arrive safe and sound in the safe confines of her flat. Too bad magic didn’t exist.

If he ever showed his pretty face around her again, there would be blood.

Lots of it.

Draco’s broken nose could not even begin to compare to the violent acts she would commit, should he decide to come crawling back. But in the meantime she needed to cool down, this wasn't like her, to get so upset because of a man. A known heartbreaker at that. She had taken it too far this time, let herself become too emotionally invested, and most importantly - she had let herself forget what they were really like, how they couldn't be trusted. Especially not him. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she chided herself. Why couldn't she for once just have her happily ever after? He had fit together with her like no other, had understood her and her needs.

But they weren't a real couple, had never been a real couple. Instead she had let herself forget and just be happy. And the idiot that she was had thought he was satisfied, but how could he possibly be? He was Tom Marvolo Riddle, famous heart surgeon, and completely unattainable. While she, Hermione Granger, was nothing but a promising nurse, emotionally stunted and unable to keep a steady boyfriend.

She had been too comfortable around him, and treated their relation as a relationship. So ultimately it was her own fault. Again she had been responsible for her own downfall. Only this time the pain was unbearable.

Funny how she hadn't learned anything from her relationship with Draco. Honestly, what was wrong with her? Did she unknowingly attract bad boy personas, who were hell-bent on destroying her emotionally? Sure she had dated Viktor and Seamus for a short while, but they didn't intrigue her. They were too safe, too boring, too predictable. They could be controlled, if need be and for that she didn't have one ounce of respect left for them. Instead she ended up hating them, and ultimately pushing them away for good, before they could get too close. Tom on the other hand… She had let herself become mesmerized by his devilish handsome looks, his devious personality, and his ability to drive her insane with pleasure.

While she had thought her heart broken, when she walked in on Draco and Lavender five years ago, it was nothing compared to the hurt she felt right now. Draco's betrayal had left a crack; Tom's had ruthlessly ripped her poor heart to shreds. How he was capable of such a feat was beyond her.

The higher you fly, the harder you fall. Truer words had never been spoken.

Hermione rummaged through her handbag once she had reached the bus stop, and found her phone buried beneath lipstick, knickers and keys. She dialled the number of the one person she knew would make her forget.

"Hello?" A sleepy voice mumbled.

"Hullo Sirius. Up for a late night visit?"

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AN: I know it’s short, but it’s just the prologue, and the real chapter one should be up sometime this week. Also, the next chapter is a great deal longer. The plot bunny is vicious like that. This chapter might seem confusing, but I promise the real chapter one will make more sense.

I would like to point out that English is my third language, and so far I don’t have a beta, so I apologise for possible mistakes.

Reviews are always welcome.

Love,

M.V. Avery
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