Sorry about the long, long, long wait. Its stupid and I have no excuse. (Thought I abandoned it didn't you!!)

So here it is, the next chapter, I promise to update sooner! REVIEW! It lets me know what you think of the story.

-SnowMaiden


Isabel watched as her daughter fell asleep with a sigh, smiling. It had been 12 years… and each day Anne looked more and more like her. Much to her joy, Anne was hardly anything like her father.

"She looks exactly like me." That voice! Isabel spun around no one was there. Perhaps she imagined it.

"Can you deny those are my eyes? And lips?" Isabel drew her wand and moved towards her bedroom door. She threw it open, a scream escaped her mouth, but was stopped by a quick "Silencio!" and there he sat… he was a little different now, his feature were very different looking, but it was Tom Riddle. His nose was gone, and his skin was pale. His hands resembled spiders.

"You've become---distorted." She said with a quick snap at him.

"You've gotten fat." Was his response, his voice was soft and yet raspy.

"I have only gained 15lbs, from carrying YOUR child." She snarled.

"It shows." Tom rose from his spot and moved over to her, his hands moved across her waist and hips, she was still beautiful to him... "My dark Lady, Isabel." He whispered.

"Get out Tom Riddle!" She cried out and put her wand to his chest, he laughed. It was a cold, heartless laugh. "Go ahead, try to kill me Isabel… TRY!"

Isabel kicked him in the groin that's how it all began:


"Crucio!!"

Isabel screamed in pain and then looked back. "Are you done Tom?" She snarled and yelled back "Crucio!!!"

The dark lord screeched in pain and fell to the ground she stood up and picked up his wand. Yelling the spell again at him.

She groaned and fell to the ground, blood falling. The world went black, but she was jolted awake by a shaking, she looked up at the dark lord who smiled at her.

"Foolish girl." He snapped and then she punched him, across the face and bit his arm. Voldemort howled in pain and dug his fingers into her back, throwing her off.

She stood and ran at him, pushing her fingers up the two slits, he called a nose and he screeched slapping her away, she picked up her wand and murmured. "Avada …."

She never finished the sentence… at that minute something sharp went into her and she slipped back into unconsciousness…


"Wake up!" Snarls the raspy voice, She woke up with a jolt of pain, he'd kicked her in the stomach.

Isabel groaned and sat up, looking at him, there were only slits where his nose was suppose to be, his eyes devilish and his once black wavy hair, gone.

"What's wrong? Nagini wanted a live meal?" She snarled. She was met with a swift slap across the face. Her rage built and she punched him, right in the chest, sending him flying backwards, she grabbed his wand and grinned. "CRUCIO!"

Voldemort screeched with pain, she released the spell. "Hurts! Doesn't it!" Isabel snapped.

"One more move, and you will be Nagini's dinner." He snarled at her. She froze feeling a snake wrapping around her feet.

"Hand me my wand. Now." Commanded Voldemort. She didn't move, she was still looking at the snake. The snake looked back at her. "We meet again, don't we?" Snarled the snake.


"Nagini! Don't harm her." Voldemort moved to her side quickly and pulled her close, looking into her eyes. "Its like yesterday we met in the Slytherin common room." He said softly.

"You where handsome." Blood fell from her lip, Voldemort leaned forward and licked it away.
"Are you a vampire as well?" She asked with a weak voice.

"No. Its me… just better then ever." He raised his wand and called out. "Avada—"

"WAIT TOM!"

He paused.

"What do you plan to do after you kill me? Who are you going to turn to in the end? I know you better then anyone, I am the ultimate…" She groaned out.

"You are right…" He put his wand to her right forearm and pressed against it, a mark grew, making her cry out with fear, a skull and a snake.

"You are mine now." He whispered in Isabel's ear.

"You are wrong. I was always yours." Was her response before fainting.