Chapter two: Two Years Later
A/n: Some of you may be wondering why I have said that the Grangers went to Hogwarts, when the books say that they are muggleborn, the next few chapters will explain everything.
Two years later…
Tom Riddle sat at the back of the room for his potions lesson with the Gryffindor's. Professor Slughorn was late, as usual.
"It's okay Jane. Peter Granger wasn't really suited to you anyway" he heard one of the girls next to him say. Tom Riddle looked over. It was Jane and Lily Evans, James Potter's girlfriend, the Gryffindor show-off. "Yeah, I guess you're right. There are plenty of other guys out there" replied Jane.
Riddle took this to mean that Jane and Peter had broken up. He smiled to himself. Maybe he had a chance with Jane after all.
The door opened and Slughorn walked in. "Excuse my lateness, seventh years."
The students immediately stopped their conversations and looked to the front. "I'd like to thank you all for being excellent students for the past seven years. As you all know, this will be our last potions lesson. I wish you all luck for the future" said Slughorn smiling at them all.
Later that afternoon, after Tom Riddle had finished all of his classes, he was walking past the girls bathroom when he heard sobbing coming from within the bathroom. He opened the door and looked inside. There sat Jane, her head in her arms, sobbing.
"Jane?" said Riddle.
Jane looked up at him. Her face was red and a tear trickled down her left cheek.
"Oh, hello Tom" she said, trying to wipe her face clean of tears.
Without thinking, Tom Riddle opened his notebook and ripped out a page. He then handed it to Jane.
Jane smiled as she read. "Is this a poem about me?" she asked, looking up at Tom Riddle.
He wouldn't exactly call it a poem, but to keep her happy he nodded. In a flash, Jane was on her feet and moving towards him, smiling. Then, without thinking, Tom Riddle began to kiss her. He pulled away, what was he thinking?
"Sorry" he muttered.
Jane smiled. "No. Don't be" she whispered, before kissing him back.
The next day, Riddle looked up at the one place he had ever called home. He would miss Hogwarts, but he was glad to leave. He could make his horcruxes in peace, and maybe even start things with Jane. He would become powerful, very powerful, and Jane would love him for that.
Another two years later…
Tom Riddle looked down at his wife Jane Riddle, feeding the young Hermione; she was only a year old. She looked very much like her mother, but had Voldemort's ears and hair colour. Although, her hair was beginning to get thicker and thicker by the day.
"She'll be two next month Tom" grinned Jane, looking up at her husband.
Tom Riddle frowned and looked out of the window. "Jane, I'm going to take care of some things" he said, staring out at the pitch-black sky, "And I think it is about time you started to call me Voldemort."
He began to walk towards the door. "Where are you going?" called Jane.
Voldemort turned to face her. "A prophecy was made" he said, "About Harry Potter and myself."
Jane was silent. "A prophecy? You mean Lily's son?"
Voldemort nodded. "The prophecy clearly stated that Harry Potter will be the only person able to defeat me. I am venturing tonight to kill him, and then there will be no one standing in my way of power."
Jane gasped. "But… he's only a baby! A couple of months younger than Hermione! And who even made the prophecy?"
Voldemort's snakelike eyes showed no emotion. "One of my faithful death eaters told me of this prophecy. He said it was a prophecy made by Sybil Trelawney" he said, "Goodbye, my wife, I shall return soon."
He turned on the spot three times and was gone.
Jane looked down at Hermione. Lily Evans, Potter now, had been one of her good friends at Hogwarts; imagine how she would feel when she found out that Jane was Voldemort's wife? Jane closed her eyes, wondering what to do. She could not stay with Voldemort. Anyone that would try to kill a baby was heartless. And Jane knew that Harry Potter was not the first Voldemort had killed. She hoped that her evil husband would not succeed in the murder of Harry Potter. She opened her eyes again as Hermione smiled at her. "Mum!" she said loudly, hitting the floor loudly with her fists.
Jane smiled down sadly at her daughter. It was time to leave Godrics Hollow. She could no longer stay with Voldemort, and for Hermione's sake, she knew she had to leave. She went around the house gathering items she would need, and then picked up a blank piece of parchment and a quill.
Dear
Dumbledore,
Voldemort has gone after Harry Potter. Warn the Potters. They are in danger. I am leaving Voldemort, for Hermione's sake. Hermione deserves a happy life and I wish for her to go to Hogwarts when she is eleven years old. Voldemort is a murderer and all he seeks in life is power.
JaneJane rolled up the parchment and attached it to the foot of her large, tawny owl. "Take this to Dumbledore. Don't come back" she said, stroking her feathers. The owl hooted, then flew out of the open window. Jane bent down and picked up Hermione. "Come on Hermione, it's time to go" muttered Jane, stroking her daughters dark, thick hair. Hermione looked up at her mother innocently. "What!" shrieked Hermione, which didn't mean she was objecting to the idea of leaving, because she was too young to understand that anyway. She often shrieked "what!" when she thought someone was asking her a question.
Jane kissed her daughters cheek. She turned on the spot three times and was gone.
End of chapter.
A/n: Thanks for all the reviews and comments I've been getting on this story, and remember to watch out for the other chapters!
-Keets
