Chapter 49: Seduced
Chapter 49: Seduced
Hermione sat between Sirius and Remus at dinner, with James and Lily across from her. She had been practicing what she had wanted to say to her dinner companions. Hermione needed something from them, and they were the keys to getting it.
"So, when is the next meeting of this order that you belong to?" Hermione asked casually as she stirred her lamb stew. Everyone at the table looked at her without saying a word.
"Why do you want to know Hermione?" James questioned squinting his eyes at her.
Hermione knew that she had to be careful with her reasons for wanting to go to a meeting of The Order of the Phoenix. No one in the house had been too secretive about their discussions as far as how the war against Voldemort and his Death Eaters was going. Hermione hadn't asked too many questions, but she had been an attentive listener. Her goal was to privately corner Dumbledore and get some answers from him. She really wanted to take him away and torture him. Despite how horrid he had been to her and Tom at Hogwarts, she knew what a powerful wizard he was and she wasn't ready to cross him that way. She did hope he would be honest about how he would treat her and baby Thomas. Did he still want to kill her baby just because he was The Dark Lord's son? Did he know that she had already made contact with Tom during this time period?
Turning her focus back to James's question she answered, "I was thinking of joining your cause and seeing how I could help."
"Hermione, things are very dangerous now." Sirius piped up with worry in his voice. "You need to stay put and just take care of Thomas."
Hermione tried to hide her irritation, "Sirius, I'm not used to just sitting and doing nothing. I could find some way to help the Order." She hated when men made her feel like a whiny, helpless woman. She was a powerful witch, and none of these people at the table had a clue what she was capable of.
The tension in the room increased when Lily spoke, "Just because we are mothers now doesn't mean we are powerless. I'm offended that you wizards think all we can do is birth and breastfeed babies." She stood up and starting clearing the table, banging the dishes down on the counter, Lily's mood matching the color of her hair.
"I'm still an Order member and I'll speak up for you Hermione." Her glare encompassed all of the males in the room, "Excuse me as I go in the other room to flue call Professor Dumbledore." Lily flounced out of the room, while James put his head in his hands.
Hermione said nothing as she pushed her chair away from the table, ignoring the heated gaze of Sirius next to her. Leaving the room she heard Sirius mumble, " If we let them, those women would take over the Wizarding World."
"If they heard you say that, they'd put a wand up your arse mate." Remus joked.
"They'd have to catch me first." Sirius said.
"You're always tempting fate Sirius." James said.
Hermione left quietly to head upstairs. What James said in jest unfortunately was true, and it would take all of her power to keep that foolish man safe.
With Hogwarts starting soon, now was a perfect time to enter the castle. The Dark Lord scoffed at the measly wards that Dumbledore had put around the school. He would have to do better than that if he wanted to keep Voldemort and his followers out.
Circling to the back of the castle, under the shadow of a disillusionment charm, he found once again the secret entrance into the dungeons created many years ago by Salazar Slytherin himself. There was many times in his school days that the secret entrance saved them from being discovered by Dumbledore. He was always hoping to catch them breaking Hogwarts rules, so Tom and his followers would be expelled.
The Dark Lord really wanted to go up to the Headmaster's office and Avada Kedavra Dumbledore's evil soul to hell. Who would treat a pregnant woman the way he had Hermione? She was about ready to give birth and he sends her through time? Both she and the baby could have died because of his vengefulness. He had not realized the full extent of Dumbledore's hatred towards him, until that moment up on the tower. Tom thought back to that dreadful night…
{Tom pushed open the door that led to the tower. He looked around noticing that none of his men were around. They were supposed to be waiting on the stairs. He started to feel sick inside; something was not right. As he stepped onto the tower, his heart sunk. Standing there holding Hermione firmly was Albus Dumbledore. The wind had picked up and was whipping their robes around. Hermione stood frozen in fear as her hair blew in her face.
"Stop right there Tom! I am so glad that you could join us." Dumbledore's triumphant look on his face made Tom's blood boil. "It is time that this game ends Tom." Dumbledore held his wand at Hermione's head. She tried to struggle free, but he was much stronger than her.
Tom tried to think about what to do. He realized that Dumbledore would indeed hurt Hermione and his child. "What do you want Dumbledore? What do you need so you will let Hermione go?" Tom could hardly breathe as he stared at Hermione's face.
"There is nothing that you can do Tom. I know that it has been you behind all of the malicious things that have happened here at Hogwarts. I know that it was you that attacked me. "
The hatred in Dumbledore's face as he spoke frightened Tom. He was never scared of anyone, but this someone was threatening Hermione and his son. "What is happening here tonight Tom, is to teach you a lesson. You need to be stopped. You cannot be allowed to continue this foul and revolting business. "
Tom's hands were shaking, he wanting so desperately to pull out his wand. He did not dare because Hermione would be caught in the crossfire.
Dumbledore reached into a pocket and held something up. "Do you know what this is Tom?"
Tom heard Hermione gasp, "No, no, please don't use that."
"This Tom is the time turner that Hermione used to come to our time." Dumbledore could not help smiling as he could see how his words were affecting the couple.
Tom looked at Hermione to see if Dumbledore was telling the truth. Hermione would not meet his eyes. Was it really true? Who was she really and what time had she come from?
Dumbledore put the time turner around Hermione's neck. "Please don't do this Professor, it will hurt the baby." Hermione's tears started to come. She protectively put her arms around her large figure. "Oh gods please don't kill my baby."
"What are you planning Dumbledore? Do not harm Hermione or our son. I can promise you that you will always regret doing this." Tom knew his pleas were falling on deaf ears.
"It is the only way to stop you from becoming more powerful. We can't have a son of yours living to help you." Dumbledore started toying with the time turner. "I really am not sure where you will be going Hermione. Anywhere will be better than staying with this disgusting monster. "
Tom knew that he only had seconds to decide what he needed to do. He could not lose Hermione and his son. This was his destiny to have Hermione and his son by his side. Tom started to pull his wand out, but sure what spell he would use. "Expelliarmus" Dumbledore shouted snatching Tom's wand.
"I am sorry Hermione" and Dumbledore turned the time turner several times. Hermione screamed, "Help me Tom!" Her arms were reaching out to him. "Tom, Tom!" Her frightened face, screaming to him, was the last he saw of her.
Tom fell down to the floor. "Hermione! No! Hermione!" his cries could be heard over the Hogwarts ground. Rain started showering down on him and Dumbledore. "I will kill you old man. I will not rest until I see you dead!"
"You try Tom, but you will never get Hermione and your son back. So, it looks like I have already won." His mocking tone only made Tom more incensed. "The fight is over for now. You can't kill me right now." Dumbledore turned and walked out the door leaving the tower. Tom's wand was tossed to him before the door shut.
Tom sat in a pool of water, his robes thoroughly soaked. He knew that Dumbledore was right, now was not the day for him to kill the old fool. He would stick with what he had said. Albus Dumbledore was now his number one enemy. He would live his life making Dumbledore's life a living hell. Something in his soul died up here on the tower. He knew that he would never be the same.}
He had struck at the heart of Tom that night thinking it would stop him and his followers. It had only made The Dark Lord more determined to further his cause against The Ministry of Magic, and people like Albus Dumbledore.
Being back at Hogwarts, after so many years, brought back so many feelings; this is where he had found his true self and gained unspeakable power. He had also found something else here, Hermione.
Walking through the dungeons, the Dark Lord made no sound. He knew where he was going and why. There were secret stairs that led to the back of the chamber. Only those with true Slytherin blood in their veins knew the secrets of the chamber. The Dark Lord's pet was still living within the bowels of Hogwarts castle. It had not been awakened since when he was a student here. This journey to the chamber would not be the time to play with his pet; he had more important things to do.
Walking to the center of the chamber, The Dark Lord found the often used alter. Here is where he had received many days of training from the powerful goddess, Flamina. It had been many years since he had come to her for assistance or support of any kind. He was only back today because he was frantic that he hadn't found Hermione and his son. Voldemort's greatest fear was that Dumbledore would try, once again, to permanently dispose of the Slytherin heir. He couldn't wait any longer trying to discover Hermione's whereabouts. They needed to be in his safe care away from those who wished them harm in the first place.
With his power now established among wizards, he came with more confidence to face the Goddess Flamina. He was no longer a young boy, but a man. His clothing was discarded in a pile on the floor. Taking his place at the often used alter he raised his hands high in the air, "Oh mighty Goddess Flamina I must speak to you." The feelings returned to him of the days when he first sought out the powerful being. He had been young and foolish at times. What he needed and wanted this time was more personal.
Tom cried out once more for Flamina, as the silence in the chamber was beginning to irritate him. High-pitched laughter broke the stillness and Tom stood shaking out his limbs. There before him was the gorgeous figure of the Goddess Flamina. In her characteristic body-hugging red gown, she lit up the room. To The Dark Lord she hadn't aged a day. She still moved with the gracefulness of a cat stalking its prey. The glaring blood-red lipstick adorning her lips enhanced her smile.
"If it isn't the great Dark Lord, Voldemort himself." She brushed up against him trailing her fingers over his chest. "My, my, the young lord is all grown up into a very fine man."
Tom had a hard time keeping his breathing even as her hands continued exploring his body. How was he supposed to think as her hands headed down to his painfully, hard erection? Flamina looked down at his cock, "I can see why your woman always seemed to be pleased if she had that to play with. Do you want to play today?"
Tom grabbed Flamina's hand before she touched him again. "I'm not here for games Flamina." The Goddess narrowed her eyes at Tom's quick action to stop her fun.
"Why am I here Voldemort? I thought you were so great and powerful that you weren't in need of me any further." The smirk on her face made Tom boil inside. He knew he couldn't anger someone as powerful as Flamina or he would have even more problems on his hands. Tom stepped away from the seductive Goddess turning his back to her.
"Hermione and my son are alive. I've seen her, but I can't trace where she is staying." He turned to face her once again. "I need them with me. They are still in danger from the deranged wizard Albus Dumbledore. He is the one who sent them through time when Hermione was almost ready to deliver."
Flamina leaned against the altar with folded arms. "I remember when you summoned me the night Hermione was taken. There was nothing I could do for you. So what do you want now? If she's in love with you, why is she not by your side?" Her sassy attitude was making Tom's blood boil. He had to disguise the anger he felt and not explode.
"I think she is being sheltered by my enemies in The Order. Dumbledore will have easy access to them and he can't be trusted."
Flamina strolled slowly over to Tom, "Hermione will be fine, but your instincts are correct; your son's life is in danger."
"Help me find them. I will not let my son be murdered at the hands of Dumbledore."
Flamina's eyes flashed with annoyance, "You are being very demanding. What is in this for me?" Tom said nothing becoming baffled by her question. He hated to be in anyone's debt, but he needed Hermione and Thomas safe with him. His son was his legacy and his partner. It had been foretold in the prophecy that they would reign over the whole wizarding world together.
"Tell me what you want in payment from me. I'm at your mercy Flamina." Tom almost choked when the words came out of his mouth.
A feral grin spread over her face as she walked over to The Dark Lord. Tom didn't breathe as her body pressed into his. Flamina's hands wrapped around Tom's neck pulling his head down as her lips locked onto his. Tom stood rigid as Flamina ground her body into his. She stepped back, "If you want my help, you will spend one night with me allowing me to do to you whatever pleases me. In turn, you will pleasure me all night long."
It wasn't often that someone threw him for a loop, but fuck, he was gobsmacked.
***** For those who don't know, gobsmacked means to be surprised; shocked. Will Tom do what Flamina is demanding? I'm sure that this won't garner any new fans for Flamina! Ha ha! Please review, I love hearing from readers!
