Finally

by ohdumbledear

Voldemort's back. But he must hide, because if Harry Potter saw him, he could be killed. So he stays with the Malfoys. He's having a bit of fun one day and makes a huge mistake. Potter knows. And there's nothing the Dark Lord can do about it. (Or: Of Dead Puppies, Narcissa's Pies, and a Horse Named Jeanie)

1. Voldemort: Alive

At last, everyone was gone. He rose, finally done with playing dead. Harry Potter had no idea that he had made another Horcrux- a horseshoe. Why was it valuable? Well, it had belonged to his favorite horse, before she died. It was hard to think about- how he missed old Jeanie. Thankfully, he had hidden the horseshoe in a secret place. It was hidden in his dead mother's intestines. Why there? Well, no one would find it there. Who would expect a horseshoe to be in someone's intestines, underground? No one. Especially Harry Potter. He and Dumbledore were rather stupid, really. He intended to make eight Horcruxes, because eight was his favorite number. Dumbledore thought he would make seven, because seven was the magical number. Dumbledore assumed he'd actually made eight. But he had actually made nine, by accident. Who knew that trying to kill a baby would make another Horcrux? The baby hadn't even died. Well, the baby did die, earlier today. He had killed the baby. But Harry Potter had somehow risen from the dead, and tried to destroy him. In fact, every person thought Harry had destroyed him. They were all wrong.

Tom Riddle stood up. It would be best to flee. He did not want any Hogwarts students, especially Harry Potter, to know he was not totally destroyed. So he Apparated to Malfoy Manor (he knew he could trust the Malfoys). It was said that no one was able to Apparate on the Hogwarts grounds. But Dark Lords could do whatever the heck they wanted.

He appeared in the Malfoys' living room. They screamed. Draco, the boy, ran to his bedroom.

"What? It's just me," Tom said.

"B-but, My Lord, you're- you're dead!" stuttered Lucius.

"Ah, yes. That is what they believe. However, I had another Horcrux. So here I am. I do need a wand, though. And I can not just walk into Ollivander's and ask for a new wand, can I?"

"N-no, My Lord," said Lucius.

"I shall be staying with you until the Potter boy dies. He is too dangerous to be around. Therefore, I will need a new wand. Lucius? Narcissa? Who will be the first to volunteer?"

Neither did.

"Well then, Lucius, yours will do. You may purchase a new one for yourself."

"Y-yes, My Lord."

"I shall be taking the guest bedroom. Good night," said Tom.