Love | By : Lisamilles Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 3972 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All belongs to JK ROWLING. |
One particular morning in 1945, young Tom Marvolo Riddle was organising a collection of cursed rings Mr Burkes had set upon him.
He murmurs in his mind and plasters a sticker wandlessly onto the panel. Warning: do not touch. Rings of Diana to-date have killed 17 of its muggle owners.
Suddenly, the door hits against the familiar chimes. His attention diverts. It's someone. A woman. She walks in. He could sense her magic. It's... alluring.
He breaths in.
Well, hello there.
Who are you?
Tom thought to himself, as he watches the girl peer through a glass cabinet. His eyes glazed all over her.
That skirt. He thinks, keeping a blank expression on his face. His palms brush roughly against the wooden surface of the shelf. You like a bit of attention, don't you?
She saunters through the shop, unknowing of the pair of eyes and feet following her.
Based on your lack of stockings, you are a young woman, attempting your phase into womanhood by going against societal dress codes.
He bites his lip.
Your head moves.
You look at the leering masks on the wall. Greek .Just acquired them from Mr Willisby, two days ago. Their leers seem to deepen at your presence.
Then your neck snaps to the far right. Your attention is absorbed in titles. Their moleskins to fur-bind covers entice you.
Tom cocked his head, a small smile forming. Now. Hmm...you're not the standard bibliophile. Hunting for tirelessly vanilla books by Bathilda Bagshot. You like THE TIDE: GUIDE TO UNRAVELLING THE DARK ARTS. Those dainty fingers scuffing against a rune book:POTIUS FRUCTUM DEDUCERE EX SEXUS.
He fought back a laugh. Based on your book choices, you consider yourself intelligent amongst your peers. You like to explore the vastness of the magical world. You don't judge. You read everything that you come upon. Be it text or human.
Who will you buy?
" Hello." You murmur your first word to me.
Tom finds the girl staring at him. A gentle grin she wears.
" Do you work here?"
" Guilty. Can I help you find something, Miss?" Tom gives her one of his charming smiles. Smiles he had crafted. One of his tricks.
She was oblivious, unaffected by the meaning behind the shape of those perfect lips.
" Henry Diggins's 1st edition magical oddities."
" It's a good choice." Tom grins.
The girl smiles, letting out a small laugh.
" Come with me." He motions her through a couple of towering shelves.
He flicks his wand, the thick book lands onto his waiting hands.
He passes the book to her. She smiles again.
The girl's neck bent down. Her blouse moves. Dusty pink peaks straining against the white material.
He noticed. Oh. Are you not wearing a brassiere? And you want me to notice.
His gaze fell upon her face. Heart shape. High cheekbones. Well-shaped eyebrows. Big doe brown eyes that captured his very attention. A treasure.
She looks up,only to look into his dark blue eyes ,finding him staring at her.
" Is there something wrong?" Your voice sounds apologetic. Sultry. He thinks. Talk more.
" No." He shakes his head, breaking off his reverie." Would you like to buy it, Miss...?"
" Granger. Hermione Granger." She said. " Yes, I would like to purchase it immediately."
Granger. The cogs in his brain start running. Granger.
Tom falls onto autopilot. She passes him the sack of galleons. His eyes fall upon the galleons as he counts them mechanically. He thinks once more.
" Sorry to be a busy body. But Miss, do you happen to be related to the Dagworth Grangers?" He asks.
The brunette stifles a laugh." Merlin, I wish! To be related to Hector Dagworth Granger- unfortunately I'm not."
His heart dropped at that. You must be a muggle-born then. A mudblood.
Tom's fists curled and unfolded. A voice sounded in his head. She is not like other witches. Keep her.
Hermione. It repeated.
" Here you go." He passes her the book, their fingers brush against each other. She moves them back, a small tint of red appearing on her freckled skin.
" Thank you... how rude of me- may I ask what's your name?" The girl questions.
His lips move. " Tom Riddle."
Her entire facial expression changed from content to horror and back to being pleasant. He raises an eyebrow.
She fought to keep a grin on her face."Yes, thank you... Mr Riddle. Tom. Your assistance has been invaluable to me."
"Goodbye." Then she is off, her foot pace quickens. She is eager to leave his presence.
Tom thinks to himself. How strange. Most girls would have asked for more.
But you aren't most girls, aren't you?
You are something more. An enigma.
Though you are a mudblood, I can sense the power you behold.
That aura surrounding you.
It's different. I can smell it.
I want to know you.
Feel you against me.
Minutes, I would have run my fingers through your hair. Rip off that blouse off you. Latch my lips onto that ripe hard nipple of yours. Pull up your skirt. Part your knickers. Take you there against the shelf. A rough rut - if you hadn't moved those pink lips of yours.
You are really something, Hermione Granger.
Hermione.
H- e- r - m-i - o - n -e.
I will find out more about you, after work.
I promise you.
You are mine.
I want you.
And you- will feel the same for me too.
I promise.
I promise.
You.
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Author's note: hey guys, how was the prologue? I've finally decided to write down this idea that has been bouncing around my mind for a while. And yes, this fanfiction was inspired by You. Honestly Joe Goldberg and Tom Riddle are really similar. I love them both too :) I have also been wanting to write about a story about Tom Riddle and Hermione when Tom was working at Borgin and Burke's, there aren't many out there with this time period. Furthermore, there aren't much Tomione fan fictions from Tom's perspective. His mind is certainly interesting! This is why the entire book will be from Tom's POV. If you're wondering is Hermione from the future? Yup, you're correct.
Any who this story will be updated near the end of the year. Unfortunately I've mocks coming soon so you guys have to wait.
By the way, if you're wondering who I'm casting for Tom in this fanfiction- it's either Christian Coulson or Tom Hughes. Ugh, I can't decide. Of course, Hermione is played by Emma Watson.
Thanks and leave a review- it helps me a lot. XX annalisa
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