OPHELIA
by
Moonstone BONAPARTE TheVI
"Because
I love you Tom."
Tom woke up with a
start. There was a blanket of heavy sweat on his forehead. His sister's words still haunted him. A shiver went up his spine as he realized
the words had been her last. He
remembered that day well. It was the day he met his downfall. The day he killed the Potters. The day he
killed his sister, Ophelia. He had
gone to the Palace of the Oracle. Where
she lived. He had not gone to kill
her. He had just gone to hear the
words, "Yes, Tom you shall win." But
she told him the ugly truth, he would not win. She had spoken these words they were so simple yet so true.
And yet the words
had driven him mad. So mad that he had
made them true. And when they were true
he had killed her. The only person
whom he could love, he had killed. She
was the only person whom he could trust and he killed her. All of a sudden he fell back as if in a
magical sleep. The roomed dimmed and
all of a sudden...
He was in a
hall. And there was a man that looked like him. All of a sudden he realized that it was
him, just a younger him.
He followed himself
down the hall. This he realized was the
Palace of the Oracles. He knew it well
but this could not be true the.
Palace of the Oracle
does not exist any more. He had
destroyed it. Then, like someone had
pulled back a curtain, a lump formed in his throat. This was the night he had
killed Ophelia. He followed himself to
a room and saw, on a high throne, his sister Ophelia. Her eyes were wise; as
old as time. Her mouth formed a smirk
that seemed to never move. But as he
entered her mouth changed it became solemn.
He spoke. "So
Ophelia will I conquer or...not".
Then she spoke "Evil
for a time was winning but its power…" She paused, then took a breath and
continued, "But its power is about to run out, for you will overlook one
detail. Your strength was great
but...as this world keeps turning good is about to win. For in your rage you overlooked one detail.
This attack will be your last or at least in this body." She said this last line under her breath as
if she was upset to say this.
Tom's eyes filled
with anger and he stormed out of the room. He walked up the stairs to the hiding place of
Lily and
James Potter and their son Harry
He raised his wand and blasted the door open. He was in the entryway.
He entered the
living room. A man ran in front of him with his wand raised. It
took very little time to dispose of the parents.
He knew the son was
trouble. So he gathered up all his
strength and started to curse the child. Suddenly he fell powerless. He had so little strength that he could
hardly perform a simple charm. But he
was mad very mad he. Tom saw anger
rise in his eyes it was anger that was the strongest anger Tom had ever
seen.
Tom left the rubble
behind, leaving a crying child among the destruction. All of a sudden he was
back in the palace of the oracle he followed the man down the hall. The man blasted the door open. Ophelia sat on a throne. She still had the same look on her
face. He raised his wand, not
expecting an answer. " Avada Kedavra" He expected the rushing sound that he had
heard so many times before.
But there was no
sound no light. It was not even instant like other times. And then she answered his question " Because
I love you Tom."
Tom woke with a
start his eyes tired red. And he
walked over to the balcony a lump formed in his throat. Tears started to form in his eyes. No he would not cry. He looked up at the forest. And shouted to
the trees.
"I AM LORD
VOLDEMORT"
A/N I can't believe I wrote this it is so
sad. It made me cry and took three
days to write.
This is my first
fanfic.