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"To face the future with another who means more than any other is to be loved."
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Malfoy Manor
Tom Riddle was sitting in a chair facing a crystal ball, the only lighting in the room. Through it he saw the Mudblood leap from one side to the other.

- Why do she does that?

He asked his snake who did not separate from him.

- Sir, you should have left her something to entertain herself.

- I don't want her to feel comfortable. I want her to suffer as I cannot make her suffer.

- And why do you care about her?

- I do not know. Nagini, let's change the subject. I want to punish that worthless Malfoy. But they ended up getting him. Does he have family?

So he stopped thinking for a while about the Mudblood but at the end of the day he had to go back to his room where he found her asleep.

He took off his clothes staying in his underwear and grabbing the blanket he got inside next to her. The girl turned to hug him, supporting her weight on hid chest.
Tom didn't feel the need to pull her away and push her aside.

Hogwarts
Snape and Harry had been trying for a while to get the boy to bond in this rare connection with the dark lord. They hadn't been very successful.

- As I have known, you are a useless Potter.

The professor came out slamming the door to the room, leaving him alone.

Harry felt furious, why couldn't he use the connection whenever he wanted?

He hit his head against the table and closed his eyes seeing a room that was not his own. He kept hitting his head.
He found himself lying on a bed almost naked with Hermione on his chest.
He couldn't control his body but they could be a spectator.
His body shifted to the side and reached over to kiss her on the lips. The girl seemed to be asleep.
His hands moved to the girl's shirt that began to rise to the top of her breasts. His hands moved to the mounds and exposed flesh of the bra, where he squeezed. He already felt something painful between his legs but the owner of the body kept moving.

Malfoy Manor
Tom had the girl as he wanted, he did not know since when, in his arms. Her breasts were so soft and large that he felt them against his body and needed a taste of them.
He lowered himself to the height of the girl on the bed and after touching them over her bra, he felt that he needed more of her. He lowered her bra so that her breasts were up, her nipples pointed at his face, as if it were a request to want to be sucked.

He didn't hold back and brought his mouth close to the left weight while continuing to caress her right breast. With his lips he surrounds the nipple and gives a lick over it. He couldn't stop himself, it was an obsession that grew with the more he took.
He didn't stop when he heard moans or when he felt the girl stiffen under his arms.

- Tom!

Hermione was awakened by a dampness in her breasts, by the boy's saliva, but also in her parts by the boy's pampering on her body.
The boy ended up removing her shirt and bra, now grabbing her breasts with both hands. Kneading and caressing them with extreme affection.
She saw herself spreading her legs inviting him to her pleasure. Which he did not refuse and put his already hard cock against her pelvis, he came down leaving her almost on top and now feeling it against her pussy.

- Tom, please.

- Please what?

The girl did not answer him, her mind was blank and she had been carried away. She could only produce moans through her mouth as she let herself be carried away by his caresses.

Tom cursed seeing her so ready for him, he could come just by listening to her.
She started rubbing herself on his cock with the clothes still in between, but that seemed to ease the fever for the moment. So he laid her down on his bed and began to lunges pretending he was fucking her.

- Yes, like that Tom.

She squirmed in his arms and finished melting him when the girl pressed even more against him and with more force coming before him.

- Dammit.

The face she had put on while she came for him and her breasts that moved following the movements he made. He does not last and ending coming.

- You'll be my curse, witch.

Hermione felt embarrassed the moment she came to. She was wet from her orgasm and she could feel the wetness on the boy's boxers that rested on her stomach. She could feel his cum through his clothes and ended up hiding her face in her hands in a desperate attempt to flee.

Tom got up and headed for the bedroom bathroom. She stared up at the ceiling thinking about what had happened. There was no logical explanation for how they had behaved. It hadn't even been that way with Voldermort. It was weird, they were the same person. Perhaps her younger version was more hormonal while Voldermort had always protected and respected her.

The boy came out of the bathroom and pointed at her.

- You can take a bath or whatever you want, I have to do something.

She didn't expect love from him, but neither did she expect that indifference. Doesn't it mean something to him?

Hogwarts
Snape was giving a speech to Dumbledore about why using the Potter boy was a bad idea.

- Sir, I better go see him. I know how to contact him.

- Severus, now we're not talking about wanting to know where he is. We can't lose your spy role for Tom.

- So you don't trust this plan to go ahead?

- If something gets out of control I want to have an ace up my sleeve. You cannot lose your role.

- But he'll be on our side.

- He does. But have you thought about what it will be like once he join his other piece of soul?

Dumbledore was right, as always. Snape was tired of being a double spy but it was his punishment for killing the woman he loved.

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