Screams filled the orphanage. The wind picked them up and ran them through the windows. Children donned in their gray pajamas covered their ears as best they could with the ragged pillows. None were succeeding.
The cries were not the usual yells of children, but of a young woman. She gripped the edges of the bed and arched her back, releasing an earsplitting shriek. Pain racked her entire body, and the ugly girl was making sure the workers knew and shared in the misery. Her entire frame shook and convulsed as if she were dieing, which she probably was. The sheets were drenched in sweat.
"You need to push!" Shouted an orphanage woman. "The baby is coming, and it will be over faster if you PUSH!"
The skeletal creature responded by releasing a screech that caused young Mary Cole to cover her ears. This was all too much for her third day on the job. She knew she could not survive here.
"Push, woman!" Shouted the other woman again. "God damn it, PUSH!"
The girl coughed and expelled blood and vomit at the same time. The vile concoction covered a fair amount of her bulbous stomach. Mary averted her head. "This can't be normal!" She shouted in panic at her fellow worker beside her.
Eliza McRoy shook her head. "It's not." She whispered. Tears clouded her eyes and she whipped them away. "The girl is going to die, and, if she doesn't push soon, so will the chi-child." Eliza's voice cracked.
The sound that was next let loose upon the world next was an unearthly noise. The hair on Mary's head was raised, and her teeth shook. That sound was not right. No person should be able to create such a……there is no word for what she just let loose. Mary felt as if an animal from Satan had been released into her and had begun to bay at the lightless night outside the window. The woman continued to scream, and scream. The noises rattled bars against Mary's very soul.
By this time, the woman in labor was not the only one crying. Mary was sobbing, and Eliza was holding back tears. Claudia Fenelon was crying with frustration attempting to convince the woman to push. "PUSH! PUSH! PUSH!" She whipped her eyes. Peeking between her legs, Claudia heaved a rasping breath. "Normally," she shouted to the girls behind her, "her not pushing would be a concern, but not an enormous issue. The contractions are the body's way of naturally pushing the baby out, and pushing only speeds up the process." Claudia was interrupted with another animal-like howl from the woman.
"TOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" The bedridden woman shrieked. "TOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! HELP ME TOOOOOOOOOOM! SAAAAAAAAAAVE ME!
"WHERE IS TOM?" the woman wailed the orphanage women. "TELL ME WHERE HE-AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" The woman screamed in pain. Her grip on the bed was causing her fingers to turn white and red, spotted with blue. "TELL ME WHERE HE IS!"
"PUSH FIRST!" Claudia shouted. "PUSH! HOW CAN WE GET HER TO PUSH?" She yelled at the other women. "She needs to! The baby is stuck, and the contractions are now only killing her!"
Mary's body was now shaking almost as much as the woman who was in labor. Tears rolled down her face and soaked her apron. She could barely see through her puffed eyes, none the less deliver a baby. "Tom's coming!" Mary shouted suddenly. "He's coming!"
The woman gazed through her deep haze of pain at them. "He's comin'?" she slurred.
"He's on his way!"
"He'll want to see his baby." She mumbled. Then screaming yet again, she began to push.
In only minutes, the baby was released from his mother's legs. Relief filled the room as they cut the cord of the extremely odd looking baby. His features were not displeasing in anyway, but somehow they were sharp and hyperfocoused. The gunk that covered him was tinged oddly with an unusual green and black; his mouth small and drawn, dark purple in color, with full lips. The eyes that peered through the muck all over him were a very odd mix of colors. The silent baby was a terrible, wonderful sight to behold.
"He's not crying!" Eliza noticed swiftly.
"Lordy, you're right!" Claudia shouted. She and Eliza quickly turned their attention to the baby, leaving Mary to attend the sick woman. Shaking as if she were on the gallows, Mary Cole approached her. She's going to die soon. Mary realized. "What do you want his name to be?" She asked quickly.
"Tom, for his father." She muttered weakly. "Then Marvolo, for my father."
"And a surname?" Mary asked.
"Ri..Ri..Riddle." She stuttered.
Tom Marvolo Riddle.
"What is your name?" She asked out of curiosity.
"Merope. Oh, I hope he looks like his father. Tom…." She mumbled. She never spoke another word.
As Mary recoiled from the deceased woman to the still silent infant, Kristopher "Krazy" Noone cackled silently. This is it! He thought. The moment that I have slaved away for, for years! Every moment of toil and all of the ridicule. Being known as "Krazy Noone" in the ministry and being laughed at as an urban legend-'Man thinks he will be able to turn back time and stop You-know-who's wicked rein of terror and murder.' Haha. How hilarious that is. But I am going to show them all. What a shame that none of them are going to see my moment of success! I will not remember it even, which is a pity. NO. Stay way from that thought Noone. So you won't remember this moment of victory, but you will not remember all the years of slavery to the cause either. You will have Mum, Dad, Kate, Jen, Henry and Melanie back. A regular family reunion. The god damn bastard Avery will never become a Death Eater, and so he will never kill your family for you being a Muggle Born. This is their revenge! And they say that no spell can bring back the dead. Noone pulled at the crazy locks of stark-white hair that had developed over the years. His electric green eyes darted around, unable to stay fixated. He absent-mindedly twirled his greatest creation on his middle finger. It was a Time-turner that he has spent years in his basement modifying. One turn sent you back a year, not an hour.
Baby Voldemort's odd noises filled the lightless air. They were not cries, but something different, something haunting. Cry now you bastard. You son of Satan. Enjoy the few breaths of air that you are going to be allowed. I will be ending them soon. Noone pulled out an unusual wand. The handle was made of white birch, but the rest was crafted of a black Beachwood. Noone waited. He watched as the women carried their bundle of sin into a room right down the hall. When they were gone, he hoisted himself through the window and into the room. The floor creaked as walked across it and past Merope Riddle's death bead. "I'm going to kill your son now." He told her body.
When he entered the baby's room, he froze. The moment was finally here. Exhilaration flooded him. He excitedly took the several steps to the cradle where Tom Riddle lay sleeping. Noone savored how vulnerable Satan looked from this position.
"We finally meet." Noone whispered. "You cannot yet read minds yet, so I will speak aloud for your benefit. I want you to know what it happening. After all, you always enjoyed being in control.
"I am going to kill you now," he said bluntly, running his wand over Lord Voldemort's cheek. "You killed my family, and thousands of others. You ripped apart our world in an attempt to fabricate you own twisted universe. You deserve to, need to die! I must fix what it needed to be fixed!" he was yelling now, and that was dangerous, he knew it. He had not been in Ravenclaw for nothing. "You shall perish in the way you killed so many others! DIE LORD VOLDEMORT! GO TO HELL TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE! AVADA KEDVRA!" A flash of light illuminated the room and Kris Noone disappeared. Several minutes later Mary Cole would discover a dead baby in the cradle, the first act in the greatest paradox ever created.
Thus begins the story The Paradox. This is going to be what Harry's life would be like if Voldemort had never existed, but I had to explain why he didn't exist first. All of the stories about Harry's life, (that I've read), without Voldemort never explain why he doesn't, and that bugged me, hence this chapter as an opening. I hope that you liked it! I am aware that this was a very dark chapter, but the others will not be. Please review!
~GinnyPotter365~