New Colors of Life

Beta- RoseTyler

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Anna Valeriou- thanks, I like that scene as well :) Sucks to be Tom.

A/N After reading this chapter you may question Hermione's sanity. Well, she is confused but still sane :)
And Tom- well, he gives Hermione more freedom than to others.Wonder why...;) winks


“Because you are His.”
“SLYTHERIN!”


Chapter 5


There was silence in the room. Absolute silence. Dumbledore looked as if somebody had stolen all his lemon drops. And his gaze was not as soft as before. Hermione saw it quite clearly now- Dumbledore would not help her, she just felt it. If the look he was currently sporting was anything to go by. She was sure of it. Professor Dippet was unnerved by the strange reaction form miss Escada. She was new here, but it seemed that she definitely did not want to be in Slytherin House.
Tom Riddle on the other hand reminded Hermione of a Cheshire cat. He was truly smiling now, practically beaming at her. ‘I wonder why...stupid git! I hope his face stays that way...ha! Try and intimidate followers with that stupid look on your face!' thought Hermione bitterly already going through all kind and types of caskets for her soon-to-be-dead body. The bastard could really be annoying.


“Congratulations, my dear. A fine house Slytherin is. Our Head Boy is from exactly that house, as you know,” broke the silence a cheering Headmaster. 'If you only knew,' thought Hermione. “Tom will help you find the way in your new home. I'm sure that the rest of the students at Slytherin will be just as welcoming as Tom here.” He said with a jubilant smile.

‘Oh, sure he will,’ fumed a scared Hermione casting a glance at the always annoying and still smiling Riddle.
‘Oh, sure I will,’ cheered satisfied Tom casting a glance at a still fuming Hermione.


Since the Professors had believed her story that she was a refugee with no relatives and a place to go, Hermione got new clothes and books in a heavy shiny trunk. Some people were still re-adjusting due to the end of the Grindelwald war a few years back.


“Well, all is done now. Tom, could you please escort the newest member of your fine house to the common room and then show her were she would be staying from now on?” Dippet was a moron, that Hermione was sure of now. How could somebody be that thick?!

“I would be my pleasure Headmaster,” replied charming Tom helping Hermione with her trunk.
“Have a nice day, Professors.” He said in his most “good-boy” voice and with that Tom and Hermione left the Headmaster’s office.


After walking a fare distance away from the head master's office and walking down the stairs towards the dungeons so that Dumbledore and Dippet could not hear them, Tom stopped. During their walk they met a couple of students in the corridors, but most of the student body was in their common rooms. In the dungeons they met a girl, a Slytherin, who stopped when seeing Tom. She flashed a charming smile at him and approached. “Tom...” a whiny voice said.
It was common knowledge among Slytherins that Tom was not to be addressed as ‘My Lord’ in public. And Hermione was just it- public.
“What do you want, Melissa?” Tom was really annoyed today, he just did not need one of his whores pushing her body onto him. He had to deal with this Hermione Escada first.
“It’s Morissa, Tom” whined yet again the blond creature, eying Hermione up and down with jealousy. “I was wondering if you had any plans for tonight,”she said in obvious flirtation.

Hermione remained silent for two reasons: First- maybe the Dark Lord will change his mind about killing her tonight and goes fucking this girl instead. The second reason was even more important- Riddle did not even look at this Morissa girl, his deathly glare was still pinned to Hermione.
“Yes, I have. Now leave.” 'Here comes that commanding tone again.' Thought Hermione. It seemed to Hermione that she was in circus: Riddle had everything and everyone under his thumb, they were like animals, obeying his every order and whim. Morissa got the message and quickly left.


Before Hermione could say anything, and sure did want to say a nasty thing or two to Tom. He did something that shocked Hermione to the core. Tom Riddle did something that no man had ever done to Hermione. You think he kissed her? Dream on… Tom Riddle slapped Hermione and then proceeded to hit her. Hard.
“ Next time before you open that nasty mouth of yours, think again. Is that clear?”

Well, Hermione didn’t get into Gryffindor the first time for nothing. She was brave, she had pride and sometimes she did not think about consequences. Ah...a true Gryffindor at heart...though that seemed a bit iffy now and days. But none the less she was brave. So, the future Dark Lord got another surprise that day. Later on, he really could not understand, which of her surprises that day drove him over the edge completely, but then that psychotic bitch hit him with a fist . Hard and square in the face! With a weird sense of excitement Tom Riddle understood one thing- the war has begun.


‘Mummy, un-birth me,’ thought Hermione after hitting Riddle straight in the face. When Riddle took out his wand, Hermione tried to remember any prayer she could. She closed her eyes waiting for death when she heard Riddle say “Come, Escada, I still have to show you your room, so move.” He did not kill her but healed himself.

Not really believing her luck, Hermione followed Riddle into the common room. The stone wall opened to reveal a passage after Riddle gave the password. “Virgin Blood” .
“Do remember the password Escada or I will have to help you remember it”.
The voice was back.


“My virgin blood, all mine...”


“The password to the common room is ‘Your Virgin Blood?’ ” asked a confused Hermione.
“What?” Riddle tried not to get surprised anymore. The girl was clearly fucked up in the head.
“I asked if you said the password was ‘Your Virgin Blood’ or if it was the whole sentence?” Riddle was a psychopath, that she was sure of, but she did not know he was dumb.

“What are you talking about, Escada. What sentence?” ‘Do not kill her , do not kill her yet’.
“Oh my God, you are far too young to have sclerosis, but you never know”.
His hand was itching to suffocate her. “Once again, I asked you what the password was. Is it just ‘Your Virgin Blood’ or is it like you said ‘ My Virgin Blood, all mine? ” He was annoying her now. How can one forget what he said just a minute ago. And who the hell chooses a password like that? ‘My virgin blood,’ mimicked Hermione mentally. ‘Oh yeah, I forget that Riddle was the Head Boy. Figures.'


While talking Hermione looked at her surroundings and not at Riddle, but when no answer came, she glanced at him. She did not like what she saw. Tom Riddle was looking at her with…pity?

“Please do shut up”, said Tom quietly and calmly.

“Okey Dokey,” sang Hermione not really understanding where she currently was staying.
Tom Riddle just gave a sigh and opened the door. ‘ Maybe she’s related to Dumbledore?’ was his last thought before leading Hermione into the Slytherin common room full of students.


Stepping into the room, Hermione’s first thought was that the Slytherin common room was a lot better than the Gryffindor one. It was decorated in dark green colors with black leather couches and chairs. It was calm and quiet unlike Gryffindor common room, where it was impossible to have a moment's of peace.

She noticed that the room became still. Nobody was moving, as if waiting for someone to let them move. ‘Oh, yeah, right. Riddle is here. Bow to the king!’ mused Hermione.
After seeing that he had everyone’s attention like always, Tom spoke in a calm but clearly commanding voice.
“This is Hermione Escada. She is a new member of our house. I would like to ask you to welcome her here and make her comfortable.” It was an order, even Hermione got the message ‘You touch her and you’ll deal with me.'
‘At least he wants to kill me himself,’ thought Hermione while standing near Riddle. It was weird. She felt like drawn to him, like he was her savior…Hermione felt dizzy and scared. She did not understand what was going on.


Tom saw that there was something wrong with Escada…she looked sick. He frowned at her, wanting to know the reason when he saw her loose her balance. He did the first thing that came to his mind- he caught her in his arms. The embrace lasted only a second before they both jumped away from each other as if being struck by lightning.


All Slytherins remained quiet. This was the first time they saw their leader show any emotion besides anger and hate. They saw uncertainty and it scared them.

Walburga saw that as well, but she wasn’t scared, she was extremely jealous. She loved Her Lord more than anything in this world and she was not going to let some plain newcomer take him away from her. As if.


“Now, if you've finished staring, then leave.” He shot at every gob-smacked person there. Riddle was back.

“Come, I will show you your room,” said Tom leading Hermione towards the left wing. The same wing where his Head Boy's room was.
“Isn’t she going to stay with us?” asked Walburga who shared a room with two other girls.
“No, she is not going to stay with you.” A clearly annoyed Riddle snapped at Walburga.

‘She is going to stay with me,’ thought the Dark Lord.

“You will have a separate room. Since I am sure that you will not stay out of trouble there, you will be staying in the room, connected to mine. Is that clear?” He said.
“Dhaaa...” Gods she hated him and would give anything to be going to Azkaban instead of having a room next to him.
“What was that again?” ‘Yeah, she was definitely related to Dumbledore. Nutter.’


Tom was quite happy- he had finally found good entertainment for the coming year. He already knew she was going to be a challenge and a great fun challenge at that, but most of all, he wanted to know why ever since Escada fell on him from practically thin air, he could think about nothing else but her .

“I said yes, I understood,” smiled Hermione with false politeness.

“What do you think about Hogwarts?” Started Tom, but Hermione heard only the part of the question.

She heard Tom speak; “What do you think about…” and then all she heard was the same voice :

“……making me come right now and right here…angel”

“What!!!” shrieked Hermione. “ Don’t you even think about it, you sick god-awful wanker!!”

‘The day is getting better and better by the minute. What next? Dumbledore pregnant with lemon drops ?Oh...Why me?’ Tom had already become accustomed to that. Not that he had a lot of contact with people heavily fucked in the head, but hey, he knew Dumbledore for 7 years. That counted for something, right? “What are you talking about, Escada? I am already growing tired of that.”.

“If you, disgusting pervert are planning to come in your filthy Slytherin pants right now and right here, then I will most definitely have no part in it! UGH!” She said while staring daggers at Tom.

“Petrificus Totalus.” He hissed. “ Do shut up, darling. I am afraid I will have to take you myself to your room because otherwise you just won’t make it. I’ve had enough for today.” With that, Tom levitated Hermione of the ground to her new room. With a maniacal glint plastered on his face he closed the door with his foot from the inside.

Oh...It was most definitely chit-chat time.