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Exchanges	By : MysticWitchRini Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 5772 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters in it. I get no money from writing this fanfic or any other. The only person that gets paid for it is J.K. Rowling.

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Hey this is the fifth part of my writing campaign. This is one I’m really looking forward to doing!

If i think a story has the ability to continue i will continue writing it. If i don't then it will be either short or a one shot.

I really hope for reviews to know i'm doing a good job.

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The cool fall air chilled all who were standing on the outside of a small airport. An older woman and man were walking in with a young woman following behind them. The group walked towards one of the many gates that would be letting people go off to their destination. As they came to gate 4 the older woman handed a large piece of poster paper to the younger woman.

“Hermione you hold the sign.” She said smiling as Hermione took a deep breath and held the sign.

It read ‘Welcome to America Tom Riddle’.

Hermione was nervous as hell. For the last 6 months she had been bugging her parents constantly about hosting a foreign exchange student because it would look good on her college application. After swearing that she would look out for who ever was coming her parents agreed. They had gone through all the paperwork, had set up the guest bedroom next door to Hermione’s and had looked through several student profiles to choose the best one. The profiles didn’t have pictures but they had their school record, where their from and what they hope to accomplish.

So they decided a young man named Tom Riddle from Lyon, France who was the same age as Hermione. He was fluent in French, English and surprisingly Russian. He was a high marks student at his boarding school and had a sizeable trust fund waiting for him once he turned 21. Hermione really hopped that he wasn’t going to be one of those upper crust nose in the air bastards.

The door opened on the gate letting out a slew of people with bags of luggage. As they all went their separate ways Hermione held up the sign looking for anyone who looked like they might match the face in her head. She imagined a dark haired boy dressed to the nines with Gucci luggage with the flamboyance of a meterosexual. Through the throng of people one young man stepped away from the door in dark blue jeans, a gray t-shirt, and a blue plaid shirt over it. He had a duffle bag over his shoulder as he looked around. His red eyes turned to Hermione’s bright green sign before he walked over. Hermione had to take a deep breath at the sight of him. He was easily 6’2 rather thin with black hair that was styled into an old curl style.

He was one of the most attractive men she had ever seen.

The older woman looked at him. “Are you Tom?”

The man smiled softly. “Yes I am. Bonjour.” He said smiling before holding out his hand to the woman.

“I’m Allison Granger. And this is my husband William. And this is our daughter Hermione.” She said happily before shaking his hand. William shook Tom’s hand next before looking at Hermione’s extended hand. He took it before leaning down and kissing the back of her fingers.

Hermione felt her entire face turn bright red as she looked up at him. “Uh… nice to meet you.”

Tom smiled charmingly. “I hope you don’t mind but I am very hungry from the long flight. Is there anything I can eat?”

William smiles. “Of course. We have a good lunch all ready for us at the house.” Tom nods as the group walked towards the baggage claim where they got out three large suitcases. Hermione took the dufflebag off Tom’s shoulder so the other three could take the other suitcases. They walked out to the SVU that William had parked at a meter and loaded the suit cases into the back. William and Allison climbed into the front while Tom helped Hermione into her seat before climbing in as well.

Hermione wasn’t sure what to make of Tom. He seemed very kind and polite but then again people could change in a matter of seconds so she just had to wait until something happened. After the 20 minutes drive they arrived at their modest tudor home. It was a 2 story house with a staircase built in the middle of a wall leading to the second floor. The down stairs had a nice little sitting area in front of a fireplace and a tiny kitchen with a round wooden table and chairs.

William and Tom got the bags out as Hermione and Allison walked into the house and started to pull out the platters of sandwiches that Allison had made up earlier. They were ham and Swiss cheese sandwiches cut into triangles and there was lettuce, tomato, and onions on the side for anyone who wanted them. Hermione poured four glasses of lemonade and set them on the table as Allison set the platter on the table along with the three bowls of the other stuff. Soon William and Tom had moved all of his bags into the room before coming down to the kitchen.

“That looks delicious sweety.” William said kissing Allison’s temple as the older woman smiled.

“I’m glad. Hermione made up her special spread and put it on all the sandwiches. I hope your not allergic to anything Tom” She asked looking at the young man.

“Nothing that I know of.” Tom replied with a smile before taking a seat next to Hermione. William and Allison took their seats and they all began to eat. Hermione noticed that Tom tended to nibble on his food until it was completely gone. He could really eat a lot though. It reminded Hermione of how a snake would slowly devour something bigger than itself.

“So Tom… tell us about yourself. Your profile only had your acedemic history.” William said taking a sip of his lemonade.

Tom swallowed his sandwich before wiping his mouth on a napkin. “Well… I’m 17 years old. Originally born in London then sent to live in France when I was 10. My mother died shortly after I was born and my father wasn’t interested in raising a child so he left me in the care of an orphanage until I was able to go off to boarding school. I found out my maternal grandfather had left my mother money and when she passed away it was transferred to me. And for the last 6 years I’ve been basically living at my boarding school. I enjoy playing my violin, listening to music, reading, and for the most part I keep to myself.” He finished before taking a sip of his lemonade.

Hermione’s eyes widen as she listened. “So… you don’t have any family left?”

Tom shakes his head. “No but from what I understand neither one of them would have won parent of the year.”

Allison looked at him sadly. “I’m sorry Tom… but if it’s any consilation… you can always come and talk to William or myself about anything. Hermione is also going to be there for you right honey?” Tom looked over to Hermione seeing her nodding fast then reach over and took his hand.

“I’m always right next door if you ever need me.” She whispered as Tom smiled softly.

“Thank you… I really appreciate it.” He replied as he continued to eat. Soon all the triangles were gone and the lemonade was very low.

“Hermione why don’t you help Tom get settled in That way he won’t have to live out of his suitcases for the next year.” Allison suggested as she gathered up the dishes and walked to the sink.

Hermione nodded and stood up leading Tom upstairs to the square hall that had Hermione’s room closest to the stairs, Tom’s room to the left of it, the bathroom next to it, then her parents room and last like a door that held a latter that led to the crawl space under the roof.

She stepped into the room and looked around. “Hm… so where should we start…” The bed was a small twin bed that had white sheets, a nice comforter and pillow covers. There was a night table that held a reading lamp and a digital clock next to it. There was a dresser inside the walk in closet right next to the desk that also had a lamp on it. The window showed the backyard where a lagoon style pool was sparkling in the fall sunlight.

“Maybe with my clothes.” He suggested taking the biggest one and laying it down before opening it. Inside his clothes were still neatly folded and strapped down so they wouldn’t move. This one had what Hermione could tell was shirts, and pants. She walked to the closet and grabbed the hangers her mom had put into their and started to hang up Tom’s clothes as he pulled them out and straightened them. The two worked in awkward silence for about 15 minutes until Tom said something. “I’m surprised your parents were ok with you hosting a male student.”

Hermione held onto one of his shirts before looking down at him. “To be honest… your profile was the only one who seemed like a good fit with us. My parents trust me and I would like to believe I’m a good judge of character. I hope that you wouldn’t take advantage of having a girl next door to you.” She replied with a smile.

Tom chuckled softly. “Well it might be a hard tempation having such a beautiful young lady so close but you can trust me.”

Hermione smiles and nods as she continues to hang up the clothes. After another 10 minutes the suitcase was empty and they moved on to the next suitcase. This one made Hermione blush brightly. This one held boxers, and socks. But strapped to the lid of the suit case was a hard cover violin case.

“Uh… do you want to handle this one?” She asked as Tom chuckled softly.

“Yea I’ll take care of this one. But could you put this on top of the desk.” He unstrapped the case and handed it to Hermione.

She gently took the case gently before setting it down. She had always wanted to learn how to play an instrument but found she was such a perfectionist that she never could get past the first three lessons. If she couldn’t pick it up right away and play well she got really frustrated and quit. He pushed the suitcase into the walk in closet so he could easily put the other stuff into the drawers. Hermione opened the next suitcase and found several sweaters, a thick coat and four swim suits. She smiled silently glad he wasn’t one of those Europeans who wore Speedos to swim in. She knew that was probably a sterotype but it was still rather disturbing.

She gently took them out and put them into the drawers before hanging up the sweaters and coat. “What about your duffle bag?” She asked turning to look down at him as he finished clearing out the bag and stood up. She looked up at him and suddenly felt that the once spacious walk in closet… wasn’t so spacious. She felt that she couldn’t breath with Tom standing so close to her. He looked down at her for a long moment before slowly taking a step back.

“I will take care of that.” He said softly before walking out of the bedroom.

Hermione took a deep breath before stepping out. She saw him pull out a laptop, a clear plastic bag that held what looked like bathroom stuff, several books, and a large spiral notebook. She gently picked up the plastic bag and looked at him. “I’ll put these into the bathroom.”

Tom nods as he puts his laptop onto his pillow before putting away the rest of his stuff. Hermione took the bag into the bathroom and quickly unloaded it. She put his shampoo, conditioner, and body wash into the shower next to hers. She put his shaving cream into the medicine cabinet along with his deoderant, toothpaste and a comb. She found he had 4 small containers of floss which made her giggle. He was a clean freak with his teeth. She set the containers right next to her 6 containers. With her parents being dentists there was no excuse for having bad teeth. She ran her hand through her hair before continuing. She put his toothbrush next to hers then pulled out a half full bottle of expensive looking cologne. She gave it a sniff and blushed. It smelled heavenly and she silently wanted to know how it smelled on him.

She took a deep breath before putting it into the medicine cabinet with the other stuff. She didn’t find a disposible razor but found what looked like a pocket knife. She opened it to find an old style straight blade, similar to the ones that barbers would use. She found a small hand tool that had a set of two small stones in the shape of a V. He must use this to sharpen it. She didn’t know anyone save for some older men who still used the straight razor. Many of them were incredibly dangerous but this looked well cared for.

She gently rolled the leather back up and set it on the side with the razor. She looked through the bag to see if there was anything else in the bag and found a small box of a condoms. She blushed bright red before looking at it.

‘Trojan Fire & Ice Ecstasy Lubricated Condoms’.

She had heard that these were amazing. She couldn’t help the blush that moved over her cheeks at the idea of sex between her and Tom. She took a deep breath before putting it into the medicine cabinet. She turned and walked out of the bathroom before stepping into the bedroom. Tom had put away the suitcases and was sitting on the bed with his back to the wall with the laptop on his lap.

“So… is there anything you need?” She asked as he looked up at her with a smile.

“Not that I know of. You don’t have to worry about me.” Tom replied softly.

Hermione bit her lip. “Ok… then I’ll just… leave you to get settled.” She said quickly before walking next door. Tom’s eyes followed her before his smile widened as he continued to type on his laptop.

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