The End of Voldemort

&

The Return of Tom Riddle

By: DxInsider

Chapter 9

Tom's POV

I hated being here. No matter what I do, they hate me. But it won't matter after what I do tonight. "Tom, Tom wait up!"

Neville was chasing after me, after what I did in DADA class. "Neville, please leave me be. I wish to be alone." He then grabs my arm and made me turn around. "Fuck what Harry and the others say. I know the real you."

"What?" He smiled, pulled me close, then stood on his tip toes, kissing my lips. My eyes open wide from such a gentle kiss, I felt so hot from the kiss. When we finally pulled away he looked me right in the eyes, "I know you were the one that healed my parents."

"How? How did you know?"

"I have my ways to Tom. But it doesn't matter. You are a good person and no one can take that away from you." For once I felt good about who I ways in life. But there was still something I had to do, something big. "Neville," I pulled him close, hugging him close to my body. "There is something I have to do but I swear I will come back alive," kisses Neville gently. "I will come back to you."

Neville held me close, shivering a little bit, "maybe I can help?"

"No, what I have to do needs my magic only. I swear I will be ok, I promise. But I must leave now, Little One." Neville kiss me, hugging me tightly; I think he thinks I wouldn't come back. We pulled away and I left the castle, walking through the wards before using my powers to disappear and reappear in front of an old plot of land. The ground had a huge burn on it; from a night from long ago. No plant grew there, no building on this plot of land; but as I walked through the land, I remember that night, the night that Voldemort killed the Potters.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand

My magic began to run wild over the burnt ground, as I stood in the middle of it all. This was going to take all my power, all my will and all my spirit to cast this spell; to return the Potters.

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

As I cast the spell, I could see that night again; that awful Halloween night. James Potter went charging at Voldemort, wand in hand; before the Death Spell could make its mark, I made it disapper along with James.

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

Voldemort head up the stairs to where Lily and baby Harry was. I watch as Lily held her baby close, protecting him from the Dark Lord. He cast the Death Spell a second time, I made it disapper once more along with Lily Potter.

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

After Voldemort hit Harry with the Death Spell, turning into a pile of dust once more; I picked up Baby Harry, holding him close. "Shhh it will be alright now." Placing Harry back into his crib, I was hit back into the present. Now standing in the burnt plot was James and Lily Potter; alive. They held each other close, just happy to be alive once more; then they ported away, going to the place they knew their angel was.

But all the magic now took its toll on my body. I fell to the ground, staring up at the starry sky, a smile on my face as tears rolled down. I did my best to fix my dark mistakes now I could rest; my eyes slowly close as I pass on to a new life.

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

No one's POV

But what Tom didn't know as he laid their dying that he was followed by a old friend. A spell was cast on Tom; his body grew younger and younger until he was a new born baby.

"You did well Tom, I always knew you would do great things."

Then after that was said, old Prof Dumbledore picked up the baby and ported away back to Hogwarts.

Words from me the Author- The last Ch will be posted as soon as I can get to it. I bet you all hate this Ch, well this is what my brain came up with. So get ready for the last Ch soon.