Hello, short chapter, but I couldn't think of what else to put in this chapter. The poem is by Shiky..IS MAH NAME. I think it's prefect how Tom becomes so many peoples Nightmare, not just Harry's.

Chapter Seven; before the darkness falls.

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Amelia walked the tall twenty year old down the hall towards her father's office, he had just been named Headmaster, but it was more "officially" then not. The man was charming, and witty, yet his personality would change slightly for a few moments here and there, when the subject of topic would change. Amelia felt at ease for the first time in a very long time, and it was with this cute guy, who she knew nothing about. Others would think it was odd, but who cared she was happy, which was rare in it's self.

They reached her fathers room and she tookTom Malvolo Riddleup to see him. She knocked on the heavy wood door, pushed it open, and then pulled the Riddle man in behind her. Amelia smiled at her father, his white hair was shimmering in the sunshine. He wore midnight blue robes, and his large square diamond on his right hand. He was thick and heavily into a red covered book. Tom riddle and Amelia stood silent waiting for Albus Dumbledore to look up and notice them, and yet Mia was getting impatient.

"DAD!" she howled at the Headmaster.

"Oh" he answered with a sparkling twinkle in his eye. "Ah Tom, please sit." Albus spoke motioning to the chair in front of him. "Are you staying Amelia?"

"Ya, no, I'm going. Nice talking with you Sir." She spoke to Tom Riddle with an air of arrogance, and pride. Tom nodded his head in replied and Amelia left shutting the door behind her.

"Humm" thought Riddle. "That girl is something, she has a aurora of a very powerful witch, or maybe even, no, mages died out long ago, when the last remaining magi create the pureblood house, but could she be? I'll surely have to bring her into the death eaters. She'll do well there i think." Tom thougth to him-self

"Tom?" Asked Dumbledore, threat in his voice.

"Sir," he answered.

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Will you be my nightmare, sir?
Walk with me and become my fear,
Become my disturbing, evil nightmare.

Be my company on these dark scary nights,
I know you won't keep me alone...
So scare my soul away and give me your own.

Take me to your home, old man,
Push me into your world of misery,
Where pain and tears flow endlessly.

Comfort me with blood and tears,
Soak me through with pain,
Make it so I'll never be happy again.

Throw me into a bottom of a dark pit,
I know these breaths of mine will be my last,
And with that, I fall asleep to hear your evil laugh.

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R&R, Hehe Voldemort moment lol, Lady Black