THE END: The Dark Lord

Tom stared at himself in his full-length mirror. It felt good to be young again. At 24, his skin was healthier and he was stronger than ever before. He knew using all those virgins to his advantage would pay off. He, of course, discarded them after he was done because who wanted to keep trash around? Chuckling to himself, he walked toward the window of his tower and gazed down at all the hard-working slaves. With a sneer on his face, he watched them work, hauling gravel and building monuments he has no intention of using. He just wanted them to suffer for no reason.

To think these were the same people who swore to vanquish him. They were so confident the light side would win that they had no planning, no secret action against him. That mistake cost them dearly.

He turned to walk away from the view when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of long red hair. His sneer turned to a smirk as he watched her.

It had been long since he last saw her, not since the incident with the Chamber and the late Harry Potter. But it seemed that time and hard labor had done her well. She was no longer the little pale, scrawny, eleven-year-old she used to be. Now a woman of 20, she had tan skin from the many hours in the sun, long legs, and a lovely face. She was quite thin from the lack of food but even that could not hide her curves.

He watched her for some time. Memorized her movements, kept her in his sight.

::Knock Knock::

"Come in," said Tom not taking his eyes off the girl below him.

Lucius Malfoy, his most trusted servant, walked in holding a yellowing parchment looking grim.

"My Lord," he said bowing slightly, "It seems we have reached a delay."

His gaze finally turned away from the window and the Weasley to look at the blonde man.

"What do you mean delay?" barked Tom. He had everything so what was the worry?

"It concerns the Project sire." Lucius replied with slight fear in his voice. Though Tom was young again, he still radiated the same confidence and power as before.

"What about it?" said Tom. He was annoyed to be bothered while watching the view.

"It seems that we need one more ingredient sire." said Lucius.

"And what can that possibly be? We have everything the scroll says do we not?"

Lucius showed him the parchment in his hand. There it was. Clear as day. The last piece to the puzzle. Lucius was ready to feel his Lord's wrath and was shocked to see the Dark Lord smirk instead.

Tom glanced out the window for a second, walked to his desk and wrote down some orders.

"Send this out immediately." snapped Tom handing Lucius the note.

Taking the note, Lucius bowed as he left the room.

Tom returned to the window to gaze at the red-head. He would meet her soon.

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