Disclaimer: I do not own nor pretend to own The Harry potter Series. Let alone the characters.
Warnings: Slash. Lemony goodness later on, don't like don't stay.
A/N So this one will be a quick update. I actually have no clue where this will be going. It was just one of those things where I had an idea but not a solid line. So Read and tell me what you think and ideas.
Part 1
They stood around him; a white figure sitting silently on his throne made of broken wands. Since his return his eyes had only gotten bloodier, his thirst stronger, his life more restless. Yet he knew he grew tired of it. He gazed around him. His red eyes swept across the room and landed on a couple of his most trusted followers. Everyone shivered as his gaze swept over them. Inspecting them, criticizing them.
His followers breathed a collective sigh when the burning gaze landed, and stayed on, one follower; His long platinum blonde hair falling well below the dip in his back. This man seemed calm that their lord was inspecting him so. Almost cheeky in the way he stood and dared something to happen. Their lords' gaze shifted and landed on another. His ink black hair that has become greasy from being over a cauldron for the past 20 years, landed flat around his face and below his shoulder blades. Both waiting for something to be said.
"Severus, Lucius You will stay." the red eyes raised to take in everyone else. A hint of warning in them" The rest of you go." he raised his hand to motion the two men forward as all the other men in the room left with a single resounding crack.
Both men reached the thrown and bowed their heads and harmoniously greeted their lord.
"My lord."
They sat there with their heads bowed as they waited for him to say something. He stared at them for a moment but then raised his hands to his face and sighed. He knew that action in itself surprised them.
"I grow weary of this life." he whispered. The two men looking at him with confusion mirroring each other. Before quickly hiding their reactions. "I no longer feel that this path is the right way to go." he threw his hands out. And then brought them back in to hold his head in his hands.
"My lord?" the faint whisper, coming from Severus reached the lords ears and snapped him out of his pity party.
"Its Tom. I no longer feel the need to have you grovel at my feet. I grow tired of throwing spells at you to make you squirm." In a angry burst he pushed himself off the thrown and walked to his follower. Pulling the man up and grasping the front of his robes. "Do you think this is where I saw myself twenty years ago? Do you think this is what I wanted to be?" He hissed out these sentences. Seeing Severus's look of fear flash across his face and then get pushed behind a mask of indifference.
He pushed Severus away and watched as the black haired man stumbled and then regained his balance. "No. I planned on being minister by now. Helping this world. Not destroying it. After I helped that batty old man defeat Grindlewald, I thought I would be praised. Held in the same regard as Dumbledore. But no, that barmy old fool took all the praise and pushed me to the side until he needed someone else to be their dark lord."
He watched as the two men shared a look of wonder and confusion. Tom raised his hand and ran it over his bald head in a frustrated movement.
"You two are the only ones I would consider my friends." At the look of the two about to protest he silenced them with a glare. "Maybe even family. That is why I trust you with this information. "
The two men stared at him, mouths both agape with a slight look fear. Severus was the first to hide his emotions behind the mask. "Tom what do we do now? After all that we've done!"
Tom Marvelo Riddle sank back into his throne His head leaning back against the back rest. "I grow tired of all of this." He flicked his hands at the room. And to the surprise of the two other people, the room's minimal lighting became brighter and the three occupants could clearly see the grime and filth covering the walls and floor, from years of no one taking care of it and more years of bodies being tortured. He watched as the two other occupants grimaced at the state of the room. "I grow restless. There has to be something better than this. Than throwing curse after curse at incompetent fools that can't follow orders." He stood from the throne and put a smirk on his face that many of his death eaters had learned meant he as planning something big.
"Severus I have a task for you." He hissed out reaching for the man and putting his hand on his shoulder. "I need you to find me a way to return my body." His red eyes shined eerily in the light. And he turned to Lucius. "I need you to find me servants. We are bringing back riddle manner."Using his other hand to rest on Lucius' opposite shoulder. Taking both men and walking them towards the throne. "Yes things will change. And I will rule." A mad smile returning to his face that made Severus and Lucius wonder if their master was sane in any way.
Part 2
A week later
Severus Snape stood in front hall of Riddle manner. Directing various house elves to different jobs around the manner. A particularly ugly elf approached him and bowed low until his nose touched the stone floor. For the briefest moment, Severus swore he recognized the elf.
"How may creature help the Dark Lord?" Severus' eyes widened in surprise as he recalled the ghastly elf that had occupied the Black home. /More like haunted it/ he thought.
"Creature what business do you have here?" his tone biting. He didn't have time to have a meddling elf sent to snoop.
The elf stood and raised his head. "Master Potter has asked me to watch over Masters Snape and Malfoy."
Snape grabbed the elf by the sac he was wearing a stormed outside. Dropping the elf he pulled his wand out and sneered at creature. "Tell the meddling Potter to kindly keep his nose out of other people's affairs." Ready to banish the elf, He pointed his wand at the elf, the tip of his wand pointed directly in between the elf's eyes, before the elf spoke.
"Master Potter also wanted creature to ask of Master Snape to pass on a proposition."
He starred at the elf for a moment before growling and dropping his wand. "Then tell me of this proposition."
Again the elf held his gaze and bowed low enough to touch the floor. "Creature apologizes Master Snape. Master Potter instructed creature to inform master Snape of the proposition, but not the details of it. He has asked that if you wish to know more to come to the House of Black tomorrow for tea." And with that the infuriating elf popped away. Leaving a very confused and seething Snape on the steps of Riddle manor.
A/N So another story though this time I don't Know what I want it to be. I've got many options. First do I want Riddle to be a lover of harry, or a family figure. Because my ultimate favorite fic is HP/SS... And if he is just a family figure who shall we pair either of them with. Better yet should Harry be here at all or a side character? Actually that's a bad idea. Harry Stays. I don't know where this fic is going. Any ideas. Well if you do I know of a button at the bottom of the page that would be very happy if you clicked on it.