Now and Then
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.well, I don't own almost anything. I do own my idea and my made up characters.but that's about all.
A/N: This is a FAN-FIC. The main words there, FAN and FIC meaning that this is my point of view and isn't really true of the books. So please don't flame if some characters are a bit of out character and take it as it is.a fan-fic written in a boring Physics Class.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Lord Voldemort looked over the graves of his family. His wife three kids still laid in their now almost fifty year old graves. He remembered the day when the last part of Tom Marvolo Riddle died.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
"Do you Tom Marvolo Riddle take this women to be your wife?"
Tom looked over to Elaine and smiled, "I do."
"And do you Elaine Gilbert take this man to be your husband?"
"I do." She said with a smile.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Tom leaned over and kissed his young bride.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort took a deep breath. She had given up everything to be with him. Even the truth about the chamber of secrets had not changed her love for him; she stood beside him as always. But they were young, stupid, and in love.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
"Mr. Riddle, congratulations on the birth of your new son and daughter." Tom looked up shocked.
"Maa.may I go in and see them." The doctor nodded.
Tom laughed to himself, 'Come on Tom pull yourself together.'
Tom entered the small room. Elaine smiled up at him.
"Tom, let me introduce you to your son, Salazar, and your daughter Jadzia."
She placed a bundle in his arms. The baby cooed.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort's hand passed once more over the picture of the twins, which lay on their headstone. His attention turned once more to the grave marker of his beloved wife. She had been his cooling factor, much like Anastasia to Ivan the Terrible, but more than that, she had been his life.
The back of the dark lord's throat ached with the pain that always comes with memories.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
Tom walked into his living room after the hearing his wife's call.
"What is it? What's wrong?"
Elaine smiled. "Nothing wrong, dear. Jadzia went to the bathroom by herself for the first time, Salazar dressed himself, and."
"And what?"
"And the doctor just called, I'm pregnant again."
Tom smiled, he could not be happier. He had everything he wanted and needed.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort pulled back as a single tear broke it's way down his face. What had happened on the twin's second birthday was too hard to bear.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
Tom came home arms filled with presents for his two kids.
"Elaine, I'm home." He called. No answer came.
Tom walked into the bedroom, perhaps she had fallen asleep, and this pregnancy had been a lot harder then the last one so far.
But there was still no sign of his family. A sudden crash came from the direction of the twin's room.
Tom ran up and forced the open the door to see the window, broken. He felt something wet sink into his shoe. He looked down to see his wife dead. Her stomach cut open and the unborn child on the floor about a foot away from her. He dared to look farther into the room and saw his twin children their bodies drenched from the neck down with blood.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort laid flowers on the graves then stood up seeing hundreds of graves, dozens of which he caused.
"I'm no better than those men what killed my family, and for that I can never forgive myself or be forgiven."
Voldemort walked out of the graveyard leaving etched in a stone saying:
"Tom Marvolo Riddle Consumed by madness Killed by Lord Voldemort."
The End.
A/N: If you are still reading please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.well, I don't own almost anything. I do own my idea and my made up characters.but that's about all.
A/N: This is a FAN-FIC. The main words there, FAN and FIC meaning that this is my point of view and isn't really true of the books. So please don't flame if some characters are a bit of out character and take it as it is.a fan-fic written in a boring Physics Class.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Lord Voldemort looked over the graves of his family. His wife three kids still laid in their now almost fifty year old graves. He remembered the day when the last part of Tom Marvolo Riddle died.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
"Do you Tom Marvolo Riddle take this women to be your wife?"
Tom looked over to Elaine and smiled, "I do."
"And do you Elaine Gilbert take this man to be your husband?"
"I do." She said with a smile.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Tom leaned over and kissed his young bride.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort took a deep breath. She had given up everything to be with him. Even the truth about the chamber of secrets had not changed her love for him; she stood beside him as always. But they were young, stupid, and in love.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
"Mr. Riddle, congratulations on the birth of your new son and daughter." Tom looked up shocked.
"Maa.may I go in and see them." The doctor nodded.
Tom laughed to himself, 'Come on Tom pull yourself together.'
Tom entered the small room. Elaine smiled up at him.
"Tom, let me introduce you to your son, Salazar, and your daughter Jadzia."
She placed a bundle in his arms. The baby cooed.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort's hand passed once more over the picture of the twins, which lay on their headstone. His attention turned once more to the grave marker of his beloved wife. She had been his cooling factor, much like Anastasia to Ivan the Terrible, but more than that, she had been his life.
The back of the dark lord's throat ached with the pain that always comes with memories.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
Tom walked into his living room after the hearing his wife's call.
"What is it? What's wrong?"
Elaine smiled. "Nothing wrong, dear. Jadzia went to the bathroom by herself for the first time, Salazar dressed himself, and."
"And what?"
"And the doctor just called, I'm pregnant again."
Tom smiled, he could not be happier. He had everything he wanted and needed.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort pulled back as a single tear broke it's way down his face. What had happened on the twin's second birthday was too hard to bear.
~*~*~Then~*~*~
Tom came home arms filled with presents for his two kids.
"Elaine, I'm home." He called. No answer came.
Tom walked into the bedroom, perhaps she had fallen asleep, and this pregnancy had been a lot harder then the last one so far.
But there was still no sign of his family. A sudden crash came from the direction of the twin's room.
Tom ran up and forced the open the door to see the window, broken. He felt something wet sink into his shoe. He looked down to see his wife dead. Her stomach cut open and the unborn child on the floor about a foot away from her. He dared to look farther into the room and saw his twin children their bodies drenched from the neck down with blood.
~*~*~Now~*~*~
Voldemort laid flowers on the graves then stood up seeing hundreds of graves, dozens of which he caused.
"I'm no better than those men what killed my family, and for that I can never forgive myself or be forgiven."
Voldemort walked out of the graveyard leaving etched in a stone saying:
"Tom Marvolo Riddle Consumed by madness Killed by Lord Voldemort."
The End.
A/N: If you are still reading please review.