Voldemort was stuck in his chair, staring at the fire in his father's house before the Triwizard Tournament had come to completion. Since there was very little to do, he was reminiscing of the golden days, the days when he still had Eva Smith in his life.

 He backed away from me a little and grinned. I kept my back at the fireplace, allowing my legs to stay warm since the dungeons were always cold. Tom lounged on the couch and stared at me, like I was some sort of entertainment. I didn't feel very entertaining. In fact, I was feeling quite fed up with him, to my surprise. This night wasn't going at all as I had planned. Half of me wanted to just walk away from him and go to bed, but then the other half knew that if I did that, I certainly would never have a chance with him again. I needed to prove my worthiness to him.

Dumbledore spoke with a clearness in his voice that reflected the crisp air on the quidditch field, "I am in fact not worried about your health Miss Smith, but your overall well being. Eva, is there anything you’d like to tell me?”  By now, there were many things I’d like to tell him. Half of me wanted to spill everything from Tom’s secret chamber to the meetings to my slow transformation into a woman that I was beginning to dislike. The other half knew I would loose everything I had worked so hard to gain, like Tom.

“Welcome to your new home, Eva.” Even though I guessed this was where we were going to stay, hearing the words come from his mouth made it suddenly unreal. “We…we’re living together?”  His eyes squinted as the sun shone a bright ‘good-morning’ into them. He detested it. “What else did you expect?" I took a deep breath and let it go. So it was all real, all true. Five years ago, I would have given anything to live with Tom Marvolo Riddle.  Five years from now, I would feel the same.

“Expecto Patronum!” I bellowed.
And this time a small silver creature flew out. I was ecstatic that it had worked. A small silvery mongoose looked back up at us, patiently waiting for its command. I beamed at Tom, who looked a little dumbstruck.
“I-I didn’t expect you to make one. But…this is good. You know, if I wasn’t absolutely sure that you were in love with me, which I am, I would think you were my mortal enemy. Your Patronus – it's a mongoose. They’re the only animals that kill snakes for fun."

 I watched as Tom said a curse that sent a piece of the kitchen counter flying off, barely missing me. I stared at the broken wood pieces on the ground and thought of what would happen if it had hit me in my face. Tom was so reckless and uncaring sometimes. I turned to glare at him. However, standing in front of me, was not one Tom but two.

I was surprised then ecstatic when I had first heard about going to the Macnairs' wedding in France. I honestly couldn't keep myself from smiling all morning, knowing we were actually going to go out and be with normal humans

Today was Sunday, and we were going out to practice magic. Ever since the wedding, Tom had been studying with me, one on one, advanced magic that he had learned. I don't know what made him suddenly decide to do this, and I didn't have the heart to ask for fear he might end the lessons altogether. Regardless, I was terribly pleased that we had been spending more time together and that I was putting more of my brain to work. 

 "There is a story I want to tell you. Vampires love telling stories, since we know so many. Most of all, we love spinning lies about ourselves. However, what I am going to tell you is a true story. Are you ready?" I nodded excitedly. I had no idea what she was going to tell me.