Potion
Merope had never expected such a beautiful man, a God, to notice her. Even if she'd first thought him Thomas Riddle because of the magic he'd used. Loki had eventually introduced his true self to her and shown her his magic as proof that he could be trusted. Father liked Loki far better than her infatuation Tom Riddle because you couldn't get purer blood than a God's compared to a meagre muggle's. Loki had fascinated her with his tales of strange creatures and beautiful landscapes, of the gigantic snakes of the place called Asgard where he lived. How could she not love him when even Father approved of him ?
It'd been a rainy day when she'd obtained the love potion, when Loki had come to the shack upset about something. Of course, she'd invited him in and he'd sat down with Father and Morfin. She'd made the tea quickly and, as she didn't know how much it would take, she'd put nearly half the bottle of potion in. How giddy she'd been to realize that it had worked. In the morning, she expected him to be happy, but Loki had said she was a monster, a rapist and that he was never coming back, ever. She hadn't understood nor would she ever understand why Loki had gotten so angry with her. Only later did she figure out that he'd probably cursed her to fail at everything that happened afterward.
Because of that, Father had gotten angry, shouted at her only, instead of beating her in case of a child. She had managed to convince him that they could use the rest of the potion on Tom Riddle and make him marry her. That evening Morfin had broken into the Riddle Mansion and kidnapped Tom. Of course, when Morfin had brought him in Tom had screamed at them that she was mad to think he'd marry her as he thrashed about. Father had forced the leftover potion-spiked tea down Tom's throat. A few days later, she and Tom had gotten married. Not three months passed before Tom gained a seeming immunity to the potion and managed to escape back into town.
When the baby had arrived a few more months later, she'd named him Thomas Marvolo Riddle. She'd named Tom after his supposed father and also her own father. Mostly it was because as far as she knew Loki only had one name. She'd abandoned her little riddle in that orphanage, hoping that someone else would take care of Tom. While she never saw him again, she knew her son was going to be one of the most powerful wizards ever.
