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Rating: M for Later Chapters
November 13, 2009
Tom sat in girls lavatory on the third floor, perched on a sink, watching Mertyl lament about how she died. He was frustrated that the chamber had been sealed off, no matter how many times he yelled at the opening it never opened, it trembled once when he lost control of his temper but it still did not open. "Stupid girl, answer my bloody question!" he demanded angrily, Nagini curling around his shoulders, hissing and spitting at the girl.
"Whhaaaa" she moaned, floating up to her window perch. "You remind me so much of him" she wailed, ignoring his demands. "He killed me! He set that think out on the school and he killed me. Then he'd return again and laugh at me" she wailed, only causing Tom to get more and more angry. "Is there another way to get down below you stupid twat?" he yelled at her, his voice surprisingly large sounding coming from a small boy. "Yes, lets all make fun of Merytle because she's dead!" She screamed, wailing as she swooped up into the air, diving into the toilet with a splash.
'Master why not let me go search for you? Your father let me roam the castle, and I'm sure I could find it given some time. There is always another door' Nagini hissed at him, easing herself onto the floor. 'Go, but return to the dormitory tonight so I know you are not lost.' He hissed in return.
He jumped off the sink, watching his companion slither out of the loo, disappearing into the hall. He poked his head out, making sure the coast was clear. He was out of the bathroom and down the hall a few feet when he nearly ran head long into Professor Potter. He cursed himself for not seeing the fool. He smiled up at him politely "Good evening Professor Potter" he said in a charming voice, not at all wondering why he was getting a look of distain. Tom held such loathing for this man. What he had done to his father, for making his mother miserable all these years. He would avenge his father, but right now he needed to convince this idiot of a professor that he was an innocent child.
Harry had seen the direction he was coming from, instantly suspicious as to why this particular student was lurking on the third floor. He knew very well what was in the girls lavatory not far from here, he also knew it was sealed with magic beyond an eleven year olds comprehension. He had created the charms himself. "What, may I ask, are you doing up here at this hour Mr. Riddle?" Harry asked in his best Snape voice. He'd grown to be close friends with his former potions master, and found when disciplining a student, Stapes demeanor was much more affective.
Tom cringed, he hated the way Professor Potter said his name, as if it were a disgusting thing. The name Riddle was the greatest name there was. It was an honor to bear his name, to carry his blood in his veins. "I was lost Professor. I was up in the library and the stair case turned and it wouldn't budge and so I was trying to find an easier way to get to the great hall for dinner" he lied smoothly, smiling innocently again. "Mr. Riddle, you'll do well to mind the map you were given at start of term. Students shouldn't be wandering the halls by themselves" he said, though both of them knew he meant 'you shouldn't be allowed to wander the halls by yourself'
"This way" Harry said, leading the boy off to the great hall. The rest of the night passed boringly, he hexed a few older students who made fun of him, though students were quickly learning not to mess with him. His mother taught him very dark curses and he had no problem using them. Of course he also threatened them with in inches of their lives if they ever told. So he had no worries about getting caught.
After dinner he went to his dormitory, reading through his potion book. He didn't think many of the first year things were that challenging, but with mudbloods and halfbreeds roaming around, they had to dumb down the lessons. He couldn't wait to get to a higher year, learn something he actually didn't know. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Nagini slither onto his bed, looking rather sated. "Master should send a letter to his mother"
The clock chimed three thirty, Ginny was sitting in her office, when a black falcon flew into her window, a box and a letter tied to it's leg. "What have you got there?" she asked more to herself then to the bird. She handed the bird a treat, shooing it away. She smiled when she noticed the handwriting belonged to her little angel. This was the first letter she'd received from him since he left for school. And Dark Empress or not, she was still a mother, and was far to excited to act at all terrifying. She opened the letter first, reading it carefully.
Dearest Mother,
School is going well, except Potter is keeping an annoyingly close eye on me. But you prepared me well, so I expected nothing less. I tried to open the chamber mother, but it was sealed. I sent Nagini to search for another opening. Which is actually why I'm writing to you now, I am sorry for the late hour and if Falshion woke you up. But this is urgent. I have enclosed a package with a memory vial. Once you see it I'm sure you'll understand my problem. I would greatly appreciate if you could deal with this, as I do not need Potter breathing down my neck anymore.
With all my love,
Your son Tom
P.S. Please tell uncle Draco and Aunt Pansy I loved the package they sent. Nagini loved the rats as well
Ginny opened the brown paper package carefully. His odd message worried her a little, surly Potter hadn't done anything to her baby. Lucius would never allow it! He was very protective of Tom. And if she found out something had happened to her baby the entire world would regret it.
She retrieved her pensive from the desk drawer, pouring the silver liquid into the basin. She lowered her face to the liquid, quickly getting pulled into the memory.
She hated using the pensive, it always felt like she was diving through an icy lake. She looked around, finding herself in Hogwarts, though she had expected as much. She walked along the corridor, hearing a familiar hissing. 'Where is it? I must find it for master and mistress' This much Ginny understood, Tom had sent Nagini looking for a secondary entrance. "Hey look! Michael, over here!" She heard a boy yell, a set of identical twins running past her toward Nagini. "It's that faggot Riddle's Snake" Ginny clenched her fists, wishing this weren't a memory so she could hex the idiot stupid enough to bad mouth her baby. "Adam, lets kill it. We'll leave it in a box near the Slytherin common room. Maybe he'll quit school and go back to the bitch who had him"
Ginny looked these boys over carefully, they looked to be about third year. Maybe fourth. But Tom wasn't here, so this clearly wasn't his memory. Did he want her to fix the other children bullying him? She knew she hadn't raised him to be that weak, so perhaps they had succeeded in killing Nagini. But if they had she was sure his letter would have been more upset.
Her attention turned back when she heard a hiss and a scream. 'You will not insult master or mistress!' Ginny smiled at the snake's loyalty, she'd have to remember to find the companion something special as a reward. Then her eyes fell to the boy, writing on the floor as Nagini sunk her fangs into his leg, her venom working quickly. The boy she knew as Adam was laying on the floor, death over taking him quickly. Michael was rushing to his brothers side. Foolish really.
Michael held his brother, trying to drag him away from the snake. Nagini lunged forward, her teeth this time clamping down on his neck. He let out a strangeled, wet sounding cry as life left his small frame. Both boys lay on the ground, dead. Of Course, Ginny knew Nagini better then to leave them there. And within seconds of their demise the memory sped up, two hours passed by in a fraction of a minute as Nagini devoured her new snacks. She now found herself in the Slytherin dormitories, Tom sat on his bed reading.
She smiled, satisfied he was studying. She knew reassuring her of his academics was not the intention of this late night request for help, but none the less she was pleased he was not neglecticing his schooling. Nagini slithered onto the bed, hissing at him. 'Master should send a letter to his mother'. Tom looked at his companion with a wary sigh. "Nagini, it's one o'clock in the morning, I'll write to her tomorrow' he hissed, rolling away from her, book in hand.
'Master should write to his mother now, or master will need to explain to Potter why two students are missing' That seemed to get the boys attention and he closed his book. Nagini quickly explained what happened and Tom sighed. 'My pet, you really should not have done that. If it were anyone else I would punish you. But mother is clever, she'll fix this and potter wont be any the wiser' he said.
The memory cut off and Ginny found herself back in her chair once more. Well well, her little boy had dealt rather well with the first of many deaths near him. She put the memory back into the vial, walking to the fireplace. She stepped into the large opening, dropping the green dust onto the stone. "Hogwarts, Headmasters office" she called loudly.
She stepped out of the spinning green frame with grace, finding herself in Dumbledore's old office. It looked much better now without all the weird gadgets Dumbledore had scattered about. This looked like a headmasters office. She ascended the staircase to the blonds sleeping quarters. She took a few steps inside the door. With a flick of her wand the room was flooded with bright false sunlight, waking the man with a start. "Now see here! You'll be expelled for breaking into the headmasters sleeping quarters!" he yelled, momentarily blinded.
"Empress!" he fell out of his bed in an attempt to get up, landing on his face with a satisfying crunch. "To what do I owe this honor?" he asked, glancing at the clock. Oh well, he was intending to get up at six anyway, one lost hour wasn't going to kill him. "It would seem, Nagini has had herself a little snack" she said, perching herself on his desk, watching him with an amused smirk. "She ate a student?" he gasped, his expression of frustration not of anger or discuss.
"Students" she corrected him with a sick smile. "Twins as it would seem, two idiot hufflepuffs who looked about third year tried to capture her and threatened to kill her in order to get my little darling to leave school." She said, her expression turning dark. "You'd let your students treat your Prince like this?" she demanded, tossing blond curls out of her eyes. "My Empress, you must understand. Until something happens I cannot act much. I cannot show him favoratisim" he said, sounding a lot more confident then he did. "That bloody oaf before you had favorites! Saint Potter was one of them. Why should my little Tommy be your favorite?" she cooed, batting her eyes.
She truly loved making him uncomfortable, it was simply so much fun. "Now, I don't care what you do, but cover it up. Make them just disappear" she said, to which Lucius nodded. He'd deal with it at the staff meeting at six-thirty. "Now, onto happier topics. How are we with the diary?" she asked. "We're working on it Empress, we've figured out how he used it last time, we're just not sure how to duplicate it. Since it's now only a memory preserved in a diary and no longer a horcrux, the feat is a little harder to attain" Lucius said.
Lucius showed up in the teachers lounge at six-thirty on the chime, looking no different then he did any morning. "Good morning" he said dryly. "The only reason for this meeting is to discuss the loss of two of our students. Mr. and Mrs. Clarke were found dead in their home in surrey last night. Adam and Michael have been removed from school at the request of the family and placed with an aunt in America. We can only hope they get through this tough time and will be able to continue their schooling in America" he said, after a short discussion and a moment of silence the professors went on their way.
The next day the front of the daily prophet showed a picture of a disheveled room. The article depicted a muggle robbery gone bad, where two wizards were caught without their wands and stabbed to death. Everything magical was removed from the house by the ministry, before the muggle aurrors could come and investigate.
Lucius had to hand it to her, even the idiots and the ministry had believed their story. He knew his Empress well enough to know if she staged the parents murder, then she had also implanted some memory charm in a distant aunt, that would forever believe her nephews were at school. No one seemed any the wiser.
Lucius relaxed, knowing that a the damn was about to break and flood England. His Lord would return, and they would be victorious this time. It was only a matter of time.
It had taken Ginny almost the rest of the day to clean up her son's little mess. It hadn't been so hard, apparently hufflepuff stupidity ran in their family. They invited her in as if they knew who she was. She enjoyed watching in terror as she froze them. Patrificus Totalus, so simple and yet, so effective. She couldn't imagine why they taught it to first years as if it were a worthless spell. She took their wands, putting them in the upstairs bedroom so it would look as if they couldn't defend themselves. "Now, my little pretty" Ginny cooed at the mother who laid stiff on the floor, the only thing moving were their eyes. "There is no need to weep, I would never leave a poor child orphaned" she hissed with venom, thinking of her own child with out a father.
"No, don't worry, you're children are already dead" she said, seeing fresh tears well up in the womans eyes. "Oh stop whimpering you unholy cow" she said, kicking the woman in the stomach. "You're children are dead, you'll be dead. You'll be joining them you simpering fool" she said, as if it were obvious. "But, unfortunately, you have to die, not because I don't want you to mourn your sons. For that I could care less. But my own little one will not have to deal with the blood on his hands is mummy washes them clean" she smirked.
"Now, I'm going to have fun destroying your home, you've got all of thirty seconds to make piece with what ever demons you have" she said. She pulled out a silver dagger from her pocket, the blade an intricate silver snake, the head of the snake continued to the hilt, two ruby's for it's eyes. "A soul blade, isn't it fascinating" she smirked. "You should be honored. You're souls will begin to power this dagger, then you will help bring Lord Voldemort back from his grave." she said smirking as she sank the blade into the woman's heart, the blade slicing like butter. A clear mist rose above her, being sucked into the blade with such a strength that Ginny was left breathless. "Oh my" she fanned herself. "I'm going to enjoy this trinket" she said, repeating the murder by stabbing her husband. "Lord Voldemort thanks you" she chuckled, wiping the blade on his shirt.
Soon she'd have enough souls to bring her lover back to life. The only complication with this blade was that you had to use it to defend your loved ones. To avenge or protect them. Only then could the blade collect the persons soul. The blade saw someone threatening someones loved ones as a person worthy or being killed. These types of daggers were used in executions of mass murders or assassins. Trapping their souls with in the blades so the person could never be reincarnated. Unfortunately, the dark wizard Archimago had discovered how to use it to his advantage. He reserected every Dark and Evil Wizard he had in memory, and every evil wizard in their memories. It wasn't until Merlin lead the entire Wizard world in a magical war did these reserections end. After that the blades were all destroyed as a dark artifact. All but one, and now Ginny possessed it. Not only did she posses the only Soul Blade still in existence, but she had Archimago's blade.
