Chapter Twelve



Hermione's POV

"Really Ron," Hermione exclaimed in fear, "a broom cupboard, do you know how obvious this is!"

"Well I didn't really think about it at the time I had my mind focused on something else" Ron explained.

"Oh I see," Hermione said sarcastically "and what could possibly be more important than surviving!"

"This." Ron growled. He kissed her fiercely. Hermione struggled but he was holding her tightly so she couldn't go anywhere.

"I've been waiting for this moment forever." Ron said and whispered the spell to lock the door.

As soon as he was done he began kissing her again pressing her hard against the wall he started to undress her. "Ron geroff me!" Hermione shouted and tried to push him away but he was to strong.

That's when she heard something that Ron did not, she heard footsteps sounding from outside of the broom cupboard and tried to make as much noise as it was possible to make when someone was kissing you.

The footsteps came closer and a familiar voice said "Alohamora." Oh god I know that voice she thought, it was Riddle!

Tom's POV

"Alohamora " he whispered and the door flew open revealing two familiar faces, and body's. Ronald Chase he remembered was kissing Hermione as she was struggling to get him off of her. As he looked at the scene his face turned beet red with rage

"Petrificus Totalus!" He shouted, and Chase's body went stiff as a board and hit the ground. He turned to Hermione who was pale white, trying to catch her breath.

"Are you alright?" He asked Hermione, she looked up at him and then said, "Not really, no," and burst into tears.

Tom walked over to her and wrapped her in his arms "Shh," he whispered, "it'll be okay."

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