Vengeance - 3

She insisted on it. I tried to convince her that wasn't a good idea, but I was of course just pretending so I didn't put much effort on it. Her last words were "Tom, if you don't come to my birthday party I don't want to see you again" So what else could I do?

The party was held up at The Three Broomsticks, which was crowded. I wondered if everyone there was a friend of Minerva, my answer was given when I saw the pile of gifts on one of the tables. I looked for her among the crowd, I didn't wanted my present to be confused with any other packet and, more important, I really wanted myself to be noticed by her new lover.

My wishes became true sooner than expected and before I could lay my eyed on her I could hear the old jerk of Dumbledore's voice saying my name.

"What are you doing here, Riddle?"

"I was invited"

"Let me doubt it" he replied with that wisdom tone I hated so much on him. "You're not welcomed so, please, leave"

"I'm very sorry, Headmaster, but I won't leave until I see the birthday girl"

"Tom, hi!" she appeared suddenly between the both of us and she greet me with a kiss on my cheek "I'm so happy you finally came"

"Minerva" Dumbledore muttered her name in a tone of voice I'd never heart on him. Was he mad? …maybe disappointed? Anything it was, it wasn't happiness and that filled me with joy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Albus… this is Tom, the friend I've told you all these weeks about… We actually met by chance…"

"…at the beginning of the year" he finished like if he was suddenly putting two and two together and not just realized the exact day we met but the entire purpose of my friendship with his dear Minerva.

"Yes" Minerva seemed to be absolutely unaware of the tension between us, but not for too long since Dumbledore wouldn't bear the situation any longer.

"Leave me and my girlfriend alone, Riddle. I don't want to see you around anymore!"

"Albus" Minerva exclaimed confused.

"Minerva, I forbid you to see this man again"

I know it's wrong, but I smirked. It was such a delightful scene to see the great Albus Dumbledore explode in such anger and talk with that authority to the girl he loved. I don't think anybody of the people in that room had seen him so upset, so angry, so impotent… I shiver of pleasure just remembering the moment.

You would think of Minerva she had quickly thought of a reply to that silly order, but she was just turning thirty-two years old that day… the truth is she was a very different witch back then. She remained speechless, trying to understand the situation in front of her eyes, a situation I was enjoying a lot but it was necessary to keep going. I breathed hard and stepped towards her.

"I'm sorry, Minerva. As I told you this wasn't a good idea" I put my hand into my pocket and handed her my present "I just wanted to give you this" Then I left. Alright, I didn't leave, I just pretended to make my way to the door and when nobody noticed I casted an invisible spell on me so I would be able to keep watching.

"I would have never though this of you, Albus!" she exclaimed walking out of the place. Dumbledore followed her, and so did I.

"Minerva, please… I… I'm sorry"

"He's my friend, Albus… you didn't even let me introduce him to you"

"I know Tom very well, Minerva. And I'm sorry, but I don't think you should see him again"

Minerva took her hands to her forehead. She didn't understand anything.

"Maybe it's you who I shouldn't see anymore" and after that, she disapparated.

I looked at Albus. Desolated, lonely, sad, mad, upset… he was clenching his fists with anger with his look lost where Minerva had been just a while ago. He left go some kind of relieving yell and the snow that she had been stepping on suddenly exploded. I was really enjoying that, but I felt I had to follow Minerva.

It was easy to find her since I'd put a localizer spell on her birthday gift, which I found her opening in front of the shrieking shack.

It was a pendant with an emerald heart with a snake around it. I remember some old lady had sold it to Mr. Borgin and as soon as I'd seen it I've though on Minerva. The stone heart shined as her eyes did, it was perfect for her and I didn't have to pay too much for it since Mr. Borgin always gave me a special treat.

"Be careful with love matters" he'd said to me.

"Don't worry, Mr. Borgin, I'm not in love, and I have no intention to be" I said almost laughing.

"Anyway, be careful, boy" he'd insisted, but I wouldn't listen "Women can be a dangerous magic".

Holding the necklace on one hand, Minerva read the card I've attached to the gift.

So you always carry me next to your heart. It said.

"Oh, Tom… I wish you would be here now" she said among sobs and I decided it was time to appear. I dissolved the invisible spell on me and walked toward her from her back.

"I've been looking for you all over the town" I startled her.

"Tom!" she tried to dry her tears so I wouldn't see them "I just opened your present… You needn't…"

"I wanted to" I said sitting next to her on the stone bench she was and taking the jewel from her hands to put it on her neck. Her skin was freezing. "Aren't you cold out here?" I wondered since she'd forget her cloak at the Three Broomsticks.

"A little" she said "But I didn't feel like going to the castle. And I don't want to go back to the party either…"

"But you can't stay out on the snow… Come on, let's go inside"

"Inside where?" she asked while I held her hand and draw her into the shack. "We're not supposed to be here"

"We're not students anymore; we don't need to worry about the rules" I said opening the door for her.

"Why didn't you tell me you'd studied at Hogwarts?" she asked while we moved down the dark hall.

"Because…" I needed to think on something, and luckily I was a quick thinker "I knew you were a Griffindor and I was a Slytherin and I was worried that old rivalry would make you step back from me"

"What a silly thought" she said right when we found the old house sitting room. There was an old couch, a broken tea-table and a fireplace that nobody seemed to have used in decades.

"I expected something better for our first night together" I said joking since it was actually getting dark.

"We can make some changes…" she said looking around and taking her wand out of somewhere I couldn't guess. She was, by the way, wearing a long green dress with a tartan belt. It had no sleeves and though it had no neckline either, it did show her back. Her hair was tied up in a bun, something I don't think that flattered her, and she was wearing makeup, what I'd never noticed on her before in the several times we'd already met.

As I was saying, she took her wand out of somewhere and touched the dirty sofa, which suddenly cleaned up itself and fixed its scratched parts of fabric, which also changed its plain brown color for a tartan pattern. While she repaired the tea table too, I decided I would fix the fireplace so we could have some warm. I wasn't very good in transfiguration, but I could manage to light a fire. When I was done, I turned around amazed. Not just the tea table was now fixed and had its four legs bag, but the wooden floor seemed to have been renewed and waxed, the paper walls had also been repainted with a plain red color that gave the room life and power and the windows had been dressed with tartan curtains.

"Would you like some tea?" Minerva asked from the couch while I sat down next to her.

"Better some wine" I suggested.

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N: I hope you did like this part^^ The truth is I'm enjoying writing this a lot, it's funny and different to write from Voldemort's point of view and I can't wait to see where this is going along with you since… I have no clue yet LOL Good night!