:: This is a songfic about Voldemort/Tom Riddle that goes with Not One Of Us from the Lion King 2.
Contains book spoilers, including Deathly Hallows. Not actually sure if the parts of the stories I have used are actual quotes or not. They're just what I can remember of the story line and some of his "memories" are made up. A few pairings in here. Dumbledore/McGonagall (implied) and Dumbledore/Grindelwald (love relationship implied) James/Lily (implied?)
bold - song lyrics
italics - memories
normal - present
All copyrighted material (C) their original creator ::
Deception
Voldemort stood outside the Potter's house on October 31st, 1981.
Disgrace
"Alohamora,"
Evil as plain as the scar on his face
He stepped over the treshold.Deception (An outrage!)
Memories flooded over him in a tidal wave of anger.
Disgrace (For shame!)
Merope Riddle nee Gaunt, sat by the fire. She held a baby Tom in her arms as she whispered a lullaby.
He asked for trouble the moment he came
"Riddle, Tom!" Armando Dippet's voice called out.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Deception (An outrage!)
(He can't change his stripes)
"Where you going, McGonagall? Off to 'see' Dumbledore?"
Disgrace (For shame!)
(You know these Outsider types)
Even visions of the future.
He asked for trouble the moment he came
(See you later, agitator!)
"Your parents died begging me for mercy!"
"LIAR!"
"Get him!"
Deception (An outrage!)
(Just leave us alone!)
"Please, not Harry!"
"Avada Kedavra."
He watched in grim fascination as the lively red head fell to the floor.
Disgrace (For shame!)
(Traitor, go back with your own!)
Deatheaters swarmed around him.
"You see, Harry Potter. My true family returns."
He asked for trouble the moment he came
(See you later, agitator!)
"See, Potter. Even Dumbledore's loyal songbird is crying. He knows your death approaches." Born in grief
Visions of Riddle Mansion stood out in his mind.
Raised in hate
A 12 year old Tom sat stared out of the window at the orphanage.
"FREAK!" one child yelled.
His clothes caught on fire.
Helpless to defy his fate
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches, for neither can live while the other survives."
Let him run
His cloack billowed out behind him as he approached the terrified first year. Hooves sounded in the distance and Voldemort fled the Forbidden Forest.
Let him live
"Kill me then Dumbledore, if death means nothing. Kill me and the boy." He stared up at dimmed blue eyes as they looked back in horrror as the Boy-Who-Lived writhed on the floor and begged for death, knowing Dumbledore would never raise his wand against Harry Potter. But do not forget what we cannot forgive
"Lily! Grab Harry and run!" And he is not one of us
"Avada Kedavra!"
James Potter slumped to the floor. The light gone from his eyes.
He has never been one of us
He prowled the halls of Hogwarts, prefects badge shining on his robes.
"Oi! Riddle!" He barely had a chance to look back before, WHAM!
"That's for being a half-blood." a Slytherin's voice sneered as she walked away.
He is not part of us
Not our kind
"No! Get him! Kill the boy! Smell him! Sniff him out! Find HIM!" he hissed at the giant snake. Someone once lied to us
"Avada Kedavra!" a blonde man yelled.
"Impedimenta!" Albus voiced in response, "What happened to you, Grindelwald? Where's the best friend I fell in love with?"
"He's gone old man! Now prepare to die!"
Now we're not so blind
"He killed my parents, Ron! What am I supposed to feel? Grief?" Harry asked.
"That's not what I said. I just don't think you should act on revenge."
For we knew he would do what he's done
"Give me that PROPHECY!"
And we know that he'll never be one of us
"NO! Please, not Harry! Not Harry!" He is not one of us Deception Disgrace Deception Disgrace Deception