Author- KitKat/ Scratches (its all goood)

Title- Tom Riddle: More than Meets the Eye

Summary- Voldemort has changed and stole Hermione. But is Hermione really missing every one at home?

Pairings- Tom Riddle/ Hermione (NOT VOLDEMORT GOSH DARNET!)

Chapter Two-

So Hermione knocked three times and said her name. The doors opened and she peeked inside. There was a large feather bed draped with silk and satin. There was a roaring fireplace on the left of the bed and a high backed chair in front of it. On the right of the bed was a wardrobe and a door that led off to some unknown place, to Hermione. As she stepped in more the doors closed silently. And where the doors where there was a picture of Tom Riddle. Barely the age of sixteen the picture. He looked down on her and winked. She blushed and tugged the robe a little bit. Tom laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that perverted." He shook his head. "Take a seat, the lord will be here soon. I'm expecting that he’s expecting you correct?"

"I guess." She said to the painting.

"Oh yes, please don't be revolted by his new look, Mr. Nott and Mrs. Avrey tried their best to transfigure him back into Tom Riddle. He transformed pretty well except he has blonde hair. He wasn't to pleased let me tell you." The painting said.

"Really, so he looks like you, but he's actually sixty years old and he has blonde hair?"

"No, he's the 24 year old Tom Riddle." He snorted, "They placed an age charm on him also."

"Oh, so he looks like you, but older with blonde hair?"

"Precisely." He smiled a smile that sent electric waves through her body. She giggled and he said, "I still have it?" She nodded. "You might want to sit down some where. He doesn't like his guests standing around."

"Ok." She plopped her self in the middle of the tiled floor.

"Is that what you had on when you woke up?" He asked.

"No." She stated.

"Well, change back to what you where in." She rolled her eyes and looked at Tom. "What?" he asked.

"Turn around!" She casually said to him.

"Ok then, should have told me." He turned and she took off her boxers and threw them on the edge of the bed. As she looked closer to the room, every thing was colored either black or red.

Before she could say any thing to the picture he turned and said, "Go get comfortable, it's going to be a while."

"How do you know that?" Asked Hermione.

"I just know. Go lay down or something." With that the picture strode out of the picture, out of the room. So she gave into the pictures advice and pulled back the silk cover of the bed and sat down in it. \Wow, evil villain's sure know how to sleep\ she thought. "What I'd like to do right now is read 'Hogwarts a history!'" she said to no one particular. And then all of a sudden a book fell out of the ceiling and landed in her lap. She read the title and smiled, "I'd like a Root beer float." A second later an ice cream fell into her hand. She grinned again and opened the book sipping at the drink. She was reading her favorite piece about when Headmaster Damall had all of the teacher's go on a wild goose chase through the forbidden forest for his pet guinea pig, while he was wearing it as a toupee the whole time! She laughed and took another sip of her drink.

"I see that you've found out how my room works." A deep voice said from the left of her.

****TBC****

A/N Hmmm a cliffy. Does it suck? Does it keep your interest? Are you hooked yet? (I don’t blame you… ^.~)

Well later homies….. (LOL)

KitKat