Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to J.K. Rowling.

Summary: Tom Riddle wasn't alone in the orphanage; he had his other half, his best friend, Schuyler. Schuyler Lux was the kind of girl who radiated light. She was friends with everyone and could do no wrong, but she had her soft spot. They were each other's weakness and in turn their greatest strength. When circumstances threaten to break the two apart only time can tell where they will fall. AU.

Chapter 7

"It's tonight?" Schuyler questioned?

"Yes, and be quiet you can't let anyone hear you."

"I did half the work in researching these Horcruxes Tom, I should be able to come with you."

"I'll bring you back a gift or something." Tom was dismissive. Schuyler knew of every part of the process to make a Horcrux, other than the one he confirmed with Professor Slughorn. A death was imminent for the process to work, and Tom didn't want Schuyler talking him out of it.

"Don't forget to patrol my two floors as well tonight Sky, I'll have the boys come out and check up on you every once in a while when you should be in the dungeons."

"You don't need to do that Tom-

"I'm going to anyways, so there' no point in arguing."

Kissing Schuyler goodbye, he hurried away from the castle. It was thanksgiving weekend and he had important things to do. He had tracked down his mother's family and was going to go find them. Since Tim had already illegally learnt to apparate, he simply walked off of Hogwarts grounds and disappeared.

He arrived in front of a rundown home with snakes nailed to the door. He opened it and walked in when a crazy man walked up to him hissing in parseltoungue.

"Calm down" Tom hissed back.

"Who are you and how can you speak the ancient tongue?" Marvolo growled out.

"I am Tom Riddle, the son of Merope and that filthy muggle."

"Ahh I though you looked familiar, what are you doing here then?"

"I just needed to borrow something." With that Tom flicked his wand sending the man unconscious. He stole his wand and left quickly, to the big house on the hill.

He walked up the hill to the big house where he proceeded to kill his filthy muggle family. He put Marvolo's wand by his side and planted the memories, so he truly believed he committed the murders of the muggle for defiling his daughter.

Tom had already gone to professor Slughorn and was now fairly confident he could make a Horcrux. Tom recited the spell he had learnt while holding the ring. It was painful. Tom felt as if he was being ripped into two. But when it was complete, it seemed completely worth it. He felt stronger, less vulnerable. Now all he needed to do was to give the ring to some he could completely trust. After all he had promised Schuyler a pretty trophy like always.

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Back at school Schuyler was far from impressed. Cygnus and Abraxas had taken Tom's order of watching out for Schuyler on their patrol a tad bit too seriously. The two had been trailing along with her for the past two hours and her nerves were fried.

"You guys shouldn't be here! What if someone comes?"

"Relax Sky, a simple spell will take care of that. Tom doesn't want you wandering the halls alone."

Schuyler couldn't help but laugh when Cygnus threw his arm over her shoulder and began to serenade her. It would be a long patrol.

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It was Yule break and most of the student were home now with the threat if the beast attacking students. Schuyler and Tom were just about the only ones left.

Schuyler stared at Tom and kissed him. "I'm bored Tom."

Tom grinned into the kiss pulling her closer as he laid her under his body on the bed.

"I could think of something we could do love." He smirked into her skin as she gasped as his hand moved up her shirt. Her resolve seemed to crumble and she wrapped her legs around him, content to enjoy in the pleasure he was bringing her.

Tom smiled and cast the contraceptive spell.

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"Don't speak Schuyler; feel the spell let the incantation run through your head, you can only improve if you can learn to be silent. The best predators don't make a sound!" Tom yelled at Schuyler for the thousandth time that day.

Ever since that night at Christmas Tom had been training Schuyler. He protected her from everything and he had been perfecting her dueling. Schuyler was quite proud of herself actually, other than the occasional mistake she didn't use verbal incantations and she has been able to beat all of Tom's boys even Abraxas Malfoy. After firing one last curse at Lestrange, Schuyler won the duel and turned to Tom with a smile on her face. "So how'd I do?"

Tom merely walked toward her while listing off criticism. "You could have finished faster but you were too careful."

"Well I didn't want to hurt him too badly Tom," Schuyler whispered, "You know it's hard for me to cast curses, my magic was meant for charms not dark arts."

Tom turned and grabbed her arm. "I've told you time and time again it's a kill or be killed world and I won't let you be hurt. I've taught you all the unforgiveables just USE them." Tom ranted before walking out of the room of requirements.

Schuyler merely collected her things before following after him.

"Come spend the night in my room, you haven't been around much lately."

"Oh Tom I can't tonight Myrtle needed my help with or charms essay do tomorrow she can't cast a patronus so she has no clue how to write about one. I'll try for tomorrow though I promise."

Furious, Tom stormed off.

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Tom was sick of that infuriating mudblood. He was the heir of Slytherin after all, and he knew just what he could do to vent his anger. Tom went down into the chamber and released the Basilisk. When she returned warning him of a petrified boy Tom knew this was exactly what needed to happen to shake things up in this school.