A/N:

Hey guys! I know that I said I was going to work on my other stories, and I promise I am, but this story has just been bugging the crap out of me, so I decided to give it a shot. Hermione is rather OOC in certain situations, which you will see. But anyway, keep in mind that this is only the prologue. I should have the first chapter typed up within the next few days and I shall post it up here. Enjoy!

Prologue: September 15th, 1979

The villagers of Little Hangleton still called it "the Riddle House", even though it had nearly been twenty years since the Riddle family lived there. It stood on a medium sized hill that overlooked the village almost a mile away. Some of the windows were boarded up tightly, many tiles were missing from the roof, and ivy was spreading unchecked over the face of the house.

This is what a young man saw as he stood in front of the old, rusted gate at the end of the driveway. He pulled out a hand from the depths of the black robes he wore, his long and slender fingers holding an equally slender black wand. He waved it silently and the gate clicked, swinging open with a loud groan.

He had no expression on his face other than disgust as he walked through the gate. His cold gaze swept around him and then he turned back towards the gate.

He raised his hand once more, motioning to something unseen. "Come," he said, his voice soft, rich, and bone chilling.

Another person slipped through the gates dressed in the same attire as the man and went to his side. They took a hold of his hand, something they only did when the pair was alone. Glancing around like he did and seeing the unkempt grass lawn, the unknown figure spoke.

"Merlin, it looks as if it hasn't been dealt with since it was first built," the voice said, speaking about both the house and the lawn. The figure's voice was feminine and held a great amount of distaste, as if she were used to luxuriousness and the sight of this was shocking that someone would actually want to live there. A small smirk graced the young man's pale pink, rose petal lips.

Now, now, Bellatrix. You know that this place hasn't had anyone to clean it in nearly two decades," he admonished softly and with a slightly playful tone that he reserved for Bellatrix alone.

The feminine voice couldn't help but to scoff and released his hand to push back the hood that had kept her face shrouded in darkness and shadows.

The figure was obviously a woman's, but she had pale skin like the man, insanely curly black hair, as well as eyes that were black as night, only a shade lighter than the pitch black pupil. A small pout came onto Bellatrix Riddle's, formerly known as Bellatrix Black, blood red lips.

"There are spells that could make sure that the lawn is always perfect, Tom," she countered in the same tone.

Tom Riddle Junior couldn't help but to shake his head with a smile. "You are never satisfied, are you, my love?" he replied.

A wicked grin replaced Bellatrix's pout. "Only behind closed doors, my love," she crooned to him with a wink before becoming serious. "You did get the necessary arrangements with the muggles done, correct?" she asked, spitting the word 'muggles' with layered disgust.

Tom nodded. "The land is mine, so we are free to do what we wish with the house," he answered.

Bellatrix squealed with happiness. "We can finally make the nursery," she said excitedly, placing her hand on her stomach which had yet to start rounding out.

Tom let out a warm laugh. "Yes, we can. Now, behind the gates," he said. They quickly walked to the front of the gate. Upon closing it and standing about fifteen feet away, Tom and Bellatrix raised the wands. In perfect synchronization, they waved their wands in an intricate and complex swirl. With the combined magic, the original manor was disintegrated into dust and a new one quickly started to rise from the ashes like a phoenix.

Within ten minutes, the house was complete. They still needed to do a lot of work, but the brunt of it, which was having the structure of the house made, was done.

Tom and Bellatrix turned to each other with a smile before clasping hands and walking up the new driveway.

Riddle Manor was on its way to its former glory at last.

So? What did ya think? Good, bad, so so? Let me know in a review! If you have any questions, I will answer them in the next chapter at the end. Also, tell me your thought on what you think is going on/what is going to happen! This is mainly an introduction to Tom and Bellatrix, the next chapter will have more information on what is going on, I believe.

Anyway, read and review if you wouldn't mind! :D