Harry James Potter Verses Tom Marvolo Riddle

Chapter one: The new beginning.

Harry Potter stared out into the empty streets, his mind reeling. He rested his head against the palms of his hands as he felt the rumble of the cars engine underneath him. He looked up at the shapeless clouds thinking of only one painful thing, Sirius. One of the clouds up in the sky, suddenly took form of his Godfather's friendly face, but then started to change until the loathed face of Bellatrix Lestrange looked back. Harry immediately shook his head and looked away.

He leaned back against the car seat and closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind, and he did, but still his heart pounded in pain and anger. Harry sighed silently and instead looked in front of him, seeing the back of Remus Lupin's head.

What was a famous wizard like Harry doing inside of a normal muggle car? Why the answer is quite simple. Harry's parents had died to the hands of Tom Riddle, Harry's godfather had died to the hands of Bellatrix Lestrange, and Harry's aunt, uncle and cousin had died to the hands of Peter Pettigrew. So Harry was left, being taken to his parents' newly rebuilt home, with Remus Lupin. It wasn't going to be easy, because Harry Potter still grieved of the deaths, which he had all witnessed.

The rumbling under him, halted, interrupted Harry's thoughts. Remus got out of the car and opened Harry's door looking at Harry's sullen face.

"We're going to grab a bite to eat at this muggle restaurant before heading the rest of the way. I believe we will reach your house around five in the afternoon." Remus explained. Harry hardly even listened to his voice; he just nodded and followed Remus into the mini restaurant.

He took a seat at the table right at the back of the mini Restaurant. He grabbed the small blue menu lying on the table in front of him and stared absent-mindedly at the word Menu. He heard another chair in front of him screech against the floor, and then saw Remus's forehead sticking out from behind his own little blue menu.

The server came only minutes later, and Remus placed his menu down on the table. Harry didn't even pay close attention to his order. He did hear Remus ask him if he wanted the same, but that was all.

Harry nodded and then he placed his own blue menu on the wooden table in front of him. He dipped his head downward staring at the dent on the wooden table. His hand racked his hair, a habit in which he had received from his father, and then he simply let his hand drop to his side. Harry started to focus on only one thought, which was obviously Sirius.

The server returned and placed two small plates in front of each of them. Harry stared at his chicken noodle soup in front of him. He didn't touch his spoon; he just stared at the soup. He heard Remus sigh, in front of him.

"Harry, what's wrong? You haven't said one word today, and you haven't touched your food." Remus questioned, his eyes searching Harry, as if hungry for an answer.

"One word. Happy?" Harry said not even lifting his head up to look at Remus's face.

"Harry, tell me what's wrong. I'm just trying to help." Remus said quietly.

Harry looked up into Remus's worried filled eyes, his own eyes blazing like hot fire. Not even muttering a word, he charged out of the Restaurant, leaving his soup behind. He ran out into the empty streets and tried opening the car's door, but it was locked. He sighed in frustration and instead leaned against the car, waiting for Remus to come with the keys.

Why did they care if Harry wasn't saying anything? They couldn't bring a dead person back could they? No! It was utterly impossible! Harry's eyes started to fill with hot tears. The tears then started to trail down his face, and Harry furiously wiped them away. With his vision clear, he saw Remus walking towards him. Harry looked away from Remus's hazelnut eyes, which were full of worry.

Remus unlocked the car door, and Harry entered quickly not daring to look at him. Harry took a seat and immediately took his routine. He just stared out onto the street. Just minutes later the engine had started and Harry could feel the rumbling underneath him.

Harry closed his eyes and just listened to the faint music in the surroundings. Suddenly he felt as if a spell had been placed on him. His eyes opened immediately, but no one was there. Harry shook his head thinking that he just might be going insane.

But Harry soon found out that he was not insane. He found put almost instantly that Remus had used magic to figure out what was wrong with him. He figured this out the moment Remus spoke.

"Harry I know what's wrong with you." Remus said.

"Oh Yeah? What?" Harry had asked, quite rudely in fact.

"Harry please can you just look at me and listen to me for one moment? I know you feel it's all your fault, that your family died!" Remus said with a strong voiced, his eyes piercing through Harry's skin.

Those words hit Harry quite hard. Remus knew the truth. Harry was blaming every death on himself. He looked down again and his eyes started to fill with tears again, but this time they were tears of pain.

"Harry. Come on look at me, talk to me." Remus said, this time a bit more quietly.

Harry looked up, his tears still glistering in his eyes. He blinked a few times trying to stop himself from crying. Sixteen year olds do not cry! Harry calmed himself slightly before speaking.

"You can't prove that every death wasn't my fault. They all were. My parents, and Sirius, all died trying to save me. Maybe, just maybe, if I had never been born, then they would have lived happy lives. Just think Remus, how happy they should have been, but I was the one that took that all away! Don't say it Remus, don't!" Harry pleaded.

Remus was completely taken aback by Harry's behavior. He searched Harry for any sign of dishonesty, but it wasn't there. Harry actually thought all those deaths were because of him. Remus sighed and opened his mouth to say something, but stopped and thought of what to say.

"Harry, who killed your mother and Father? Who killed Sirius? Who killed the Dursleys? Who held the wand and muttered the curse pointing towards your family? Was it you? Or was it Voldemort's Colony?" Remus said, turning the steering wheel right, so he could park the car.

"Voldemort killed my parents, Bellatrix Lestrange killed Sirius and Peter Pettigrew killed the Dursleys." Harry muttered, trying to stop his shoulders from shaking.

"So then who are you going to take revenge upon?" Remus asked praying Harry would snap out of this trance and just enjoy the summer that had just started.

"I should have revenge on Voldemort and the Death Eaters!" Harry said. But this time, you could hear a strong sense of loathing in Harry's voice as he practically hissed out the words Voldemort and Death Eaters.

"So was it you that killed you family?" Remus asked quietly.

"No." Harry answered. He tilted his head as realization and guilt overwhelmed him. He had rudely ignored Remus, when Remus was only trying to help Harry. He sighed and muttered very quietly like the squeak of a mouse; "Sorry."

"That's alright. Now buckle your seatbelt and try to enjoy the rest of the ride." Remus said.

Harry smiled, but still he had his mind on something else. Something that made him smile, almost evilly. Revenge.

At five p.m., the car halted beside a huge magnificent mansion. When Harry first saw it, he couldn't stop his mouth from dropping right to the floor. It was enormous! It was made of an elegant beige brick, the windows all draped by fine types of curtain. The porch was small, but roomy, with a small outdoor table, also a beige color and chairs were placed around it. A garage sat right beside the house, also in the same type of brick. That was just the outside.

Harry stepped out of the car, opening the trunk and pulling out his Hogwarts trunk and Quidditch trunk. He heaved the trunks up the set of stairs and on to the porch, and waited for Remus.

When Remus opened the main door, and Harry entered, it was like he was hit by a wave; only this wave was a wave of memories. It seemed as if the house it self changed. Harry watched a vision of Lily and James walking up the large marble stairs in front of the main door; Harry could hear a faint sound, like a crying baby. Then the scene changed, and there were balloons all over. Sirius stood beside an oak door, holding on to a little baby, laughing as the baby stuck out its tongue at him. There was a pile of presents too. Harry realized it was his first birthday.

Harry shook his head, and all the memories disappeared. Somehow he knew his way around and he simply walked forward and climbed the long twisting marble staircase. He reached an intersection were it turned left and right, and went straight up. The entire staircase looked like a lowercase "t". He turned right and walked past the first and second door. He entered the third and his eyes surveyed the room in front of him.

The walls were painted a sky blue. The wallpaper was a navy blue, with silver stars, and moons on it. In the room was a closet, a door leading to the washroom, a twin sized bed, and wooden furniture. The floor was wooden and darkly varnished. He placed his two trunks at the edge of his bed and opened the first trunk.

He grabbed all his clothes and hung them on hangers in the closet and he placed his Quidditch trunk inside the closet, on the wooden floor. He grabbed all his books and organized them on his wooden desk in the corner. He organized everything in his trunk, and after a while he was finished.

He collapsed on his bed sweating from all the work. His eyes skimmed the room, before he smiled with satisfaction. Everything was well sorted out and so he let himself drift off to sleep.

A/N:

Hey Guys. I know, the first chapter is really boring and slow, but I had to get everything out of the way. The second Chapter's Better... Right now, I'll be waiting for reviews and such, so chapters will take long, but after that it'll be faster. Oh and, I've only finished about 8 chapters so far, in about 10 months, so I take a really long time... But I'm planning to pick up the pace, and they are long...

Expect A post every two weeks after everything settles.

Thanks Guys

-Ana