This chap will be a big shocker, but trust me:) It has to happen:) Hope you like, and DON"T KILL ME!

I curled my knees to my chest and rubbed my hand over my eyes. The tears stopped instantly as I pulled my hand back. I looked at Hermione, incredulously. "You lying bitch!" I laughed. I grabbed her left arm before she could react and spit on it. She gasped as I rubbed hard. Her arm turned a harsh pink before what I wanted to see settled in.

"Where is he?" I whispered. "Where's Tom?"

My eyes met hers and she shook her head, "He's dead. He has been for eleven years."

"As your Lady," I said lowly. "I command you to tell me where he is. Where is my son? Where are my daughters?"

Her eyes widened and she shook her head frantically, trying to cover up the Dark Mark on her arm. "I swear, he's dead. They don't exist anymore."

"Anymore?" I squeaked. "What about White Manor?"

"What manor?" she asked. Her eyes told me that she knew what I was talking about.

I grabbed her wand and flew out of the doors that led to the Scottish snow up into the eastern parts of Scottland. I apparated as soon as I was outside to White Manor. I landed at my home. I walked inside, nearly stumbling over my bare feet in the snow.

"Tom?" I called, opening the door. Inside, it was just like my dream. I flew up the stairs, to my bedroom. I burst through the doors and found it empty. "Tom?" I shouted.

I shut my eyes, searching the house for movement.

I found elves in the kitchen, but that was all. I apparated to the kitchen and grabbed the first elf.

"My Lady," one squeaked.

"Where's the Dark Lord?" I demanded, my eyes hard, my jaw set.

"He-He-" the elf stopped speaking abruptly.

"Tell me where my husband is?" I shouted. I dropped the elf to the floor. "Where is the Dark Lord? Where is Tom?"

"I have no idea what you means, Miss," the elf whimpered.

"Hum," I snapped. Hum appeared in front of me.

"Yes, Mistress?" she whispered.

"Where's Tom? Where is my husband?"

"Your husband, I would assume, is at Grimmauld Place. As for Tom. . ." she trailed off.

"Tell me right now," I growled.

"I-I don't knows, Miss," she whimpered.

"Tell me the truth," I hissed. "Where is Tom?"

She bit her lip, tears in her eyes. I growled in frustration. I spun around and stomped back out of the kitchen.

"Tom? I know you're here. God damn you! Where are you?" I called. I went to his office and found it just like it was. Papers were scattered about. I went to his desk, finding a black envelope addressed to me.

My Lovely wife Aphrodite

I opened it quickly and read aloud.

"You are probably frantic. I'm sorry, but it was for the better good. None of what you think happened, happened. I'm so sorry, love, but it was for the best. I love you and I always will.

"Due to the betraying forces among the Order and there were some in our ranks, I felt the need to erase everyone's memories. . . But I couldn't bring myself to erase yours. Nor your family and friends. They were given specific instructions not to tell anyone, especially you. The only person that can see their marks is you. But knowing Hermione, she probably took extra precautions.

"Salazar, Isis, Athena, and Koda are safe with me. You won't find me, no matter how much you look. I'll always be close to you. With my mother's necklace. Please, live out the rest of your life happy and with Potter. I will not start a war. Promise me, you'll stay with Potter?

"Always your husband in my mind,

"Tom."

"How could you!" I screamed after a moment of standing in silence, staring at the letter in disbelief. "I'll only ever love you, Tom," I whimpered, sitting down in his chair. "I trust you, I believe in you. . . I want you!"

I set the letter down on the desk and put my head in my hands. "What happened to Jenna? To our friends? To everyone? Should I write Zena? Yana? Are her and Sirius's engagement off?" I gathered the letter in my hands and apparated to Grimmauld Place in front of Hermione. She squeaked in surprise, but took the wand I handed back to her.

"Tell me," I murmured, sitting next to her, "Is Sirius still-"

"Yes," she sighed. "He made sure no couples were broken up."

"Except for me and him."

"It was for the best," Hermione murmured.

I shook my head. "I don't have my heart, Hermione. He took it from me. He has it. He'll always have it. And I'll never see him again. The last thing I remember is sitting on our bed, reading Pride and Predjudice. He was kissing my neck and murmuring in my ear that he loved me. . ." I trailed off as tears filled my eyes. "And we fell asleep. And then I woke up here. . . Hermione, he has everything that's keeping me alive."

"Then forget about him," she said earnestly.

I shook my head, "Never. I love him. Nothing and no one, not even time, can change that."

"That's the same thing you said about Harry," she said softly.

My eyes flashed to her, "That's different."

"Harry and Ginny, you caught them once, but they've stopped."

I gave a menacing laugh, "We both know that's a lie."

"Oh, Bella-"

My heart gave a lurch, "Bella, is she-?"

She sighed, "Her and Blaise are laying low right now. Blaise still acts single. . ."

"Can I visit them or-"

"I'd advise you not to, but I know you will, anyway."

"And can I, like, meet everyone? Like all together?"

She smiled softly, "They're all still bound to the Dark Lord. They all go to his meetings still."

"Do you?" I asked.

She shook her head, "He ordered me not to. But, the others do."

I sighed in relief, "So I'm banned from ever contacting him."

"Yes," she sighed, then grinned. "But-"

"BUT?" I shouted eagerly.

"He never said you couldn't talk to the others."

I hugged her, "Oh, I love you Hermione!"

"Yeah, Yeah," she said softly, hugging me back. "Now, you want to meet the others?"

"More than almost anything," I sighed.

"What's that almost?" she asked.

"I want to see Tom. Just to see him, to touch him, to know that he's real."

She rolled her eyes, "You've got it bad."

She grabbed my arm and apparated. We landed at a dark little manor. The doors opened and I smiled, running into the womans arms.

"Trixy," I sighed.

"I'm so sorry," she murmured.

"Just to piss off the Order, I'm having you over for dinner," I declared.

She laughed, "That would definately get me in trouble with the boss."

"The boss," I murmured, my mood depleating into the negative digits.

She retracted her arms and sighed. "I told him you'd be devastated."

"Devastated?" I said softly. "No, I'm worse."

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