Tick tock went the clock,

And then out popped the lock,

Then screams of bloody murder could be heard,

But the neighbours sleep went undisturbed,

He played with the bodies like toys,

The police later asked for evidence but it was all ploys,

Those people left the baby to people, who would only hate,

He would grow up to feel like bait,

All the lies and despise would leave him torn, bloody and broken,

Leading him astray the path he should have chosen,

Lying with his past enemy was a god sent,

Changing the world was what he was to do he is hell bent,

Emotions were running so high,

Many people are left there to die,

Manic laughter has ran through the air,

They then stood on top of the rubble as a pair,

Kissing with such passion in a world that was now theirs,

Harry Potter and Tom Riddle were married to a world, in which they own all of the shares.