Tom

Four years after the birth of the twins, we were resting on the summer break. I was looking at my sons as they ran around the garden, shouting and laughing. Hermione was sitting under the big tree, and she was reading one old book while she watched over the boys.

Servis was sitting by her side, listening her words while he caressed his familiar. Luciano was exploring as usual and his familiar followed him around, stopping him from doing stupid things.

I loved to see Hermione relaxed and calm. During the last year, she completed her masteries and decided to enjoy our children's childhood, and she wanted to have a little girl. She loved to play with her nieces and wanted one little princess in our family too. I was sure that she was already pregnant, but I was waiting for the news.

Our friends were happy. Lucius, Severus, and Ginny have five children, Alba and Estella, Lorcan, Abraxas, and Fabien. She was expecting another set of twins' boys. Draco, Harry, and Luna had four children, James Sirius, Pandora, Aurore and Albus Severus. Neville had Franck and Alice; they were nice children who followed our crazy twins every time they were together.

During the last years, Bellatrix and Fenrier just disappeared. The aurory followed the different hints they got, but they never found a simple clue about their activities. Last year, Hermione got a letter from Bellatrix, telling her that they would meet soon. Remus told us that Fenrier sent him several reminders of his failed loyalty to his alpha.

"Dad!" I heard Luciano yelling while he ran to my side. "I found something strange!"

"Where did you find this?"

"Next to the lake," Lu told me.

I looked at the ring in my hand, not believing that something so powerful would be around like this. The last time I had it in my hands, I cursed him with an enormously powerful sort. Only a person from my line would be safe to touch it. Everybody else, would have a painful and slow death. I forgot about the horcruxes. It was stupid to create them, and I was not sure how to fix that.

I walked to the terrace, sitting next to my love while I was contemplating what to do with the ring. It was a mystery how it appeared in our house. Our elf took Sev and Lu inside. It was time for they shower, diner and bed. Trinky wanted to take care of the boy at night, and after many negotiations, Hermione gave up. I did not complain as this would give me private time with my wife.

"Love, are you ok?"

"I just remember something I did many years ago. Did you ever hear about horcruxes?"

"They are made of an extraordinarily strong dark magic. They will destroy a soul, giving the person something like immortality but it will be a cursed life."

"Many year ago, I was stupid and I created several horcruxes. I want to fix that, but I'm not sure id I will be strong enough."

"You have to think about you sons: they deserve to have a father with a complete soul without cracks. I cannot understand why you would do this, but I will help you fix it."

"I don't deserve you."

"It doesn't matter. I love you, and you are my life."

"I would like to have Severus and Lucius at home to try to close my break on my soul."

"I will floo them. They will be here to help us. Prepare for the ritual."

I saw her moving around the room, trying to understand how she was so familiar with the horcruxes. Did she know about them? I went to our office, reorganizing the furniture, leaving an empty space in the middle of the room. I put a blanket on the floor and I put my diary and the ring inside. I heard the floo activating, and Severus, Lucius and Harry entered the room. Nagini glided and looked at me, waiting for an order.

"Nagini?"

"I have a piece of your soul inside me. From the day you killed the witch during your stay in Albany," Nagini said.

"I am afraid of hurting you. What will happen with your mate, your babies?"

"I spoke with Lex about this. He understands. He would do the same if this were necessary for Hermione" Nagini said, settling down on the blanket.

"Harry?"

"The night you killed my parents, a part of you attached to my soul. That is the secret of my scar," Harry said, looking at me with tears in his eyes. "If something happens to me, please, take care of my children."

"I will."

"Good, we know what to do. Just remember that we are your family, you are not alone anymore," Hermione said, leading me to the blanket.

"What do I need to do?"

"You need to remember every murder, you need to feel remorse of the pain you caused," Severus said, closing a ring of salt around the blanked.

"This will be painful, but it worth it. Your family needs you whole," Lucius said, sitting outside de blanket and taking my love's hand.

"Just remember that you are loved and wanted," Hermione said, and I nodded.

I sat on the middle of the room, feeling the others round me, their magics searching for my own, while I try to enter a state of nothing.

My first horcrux was my diary. I murdered Myrtle, but it was an accident. I wanted to prove that I was the heir of Salazar Slytherin. I was able to command the monster which sieged our school. She was annoying but she did not deserve to die. With some years, she could be able to grow up and have a good life. I started to feel pain in my chest, and I screamed. I had to go on.

My second horcrux was the ring. I killed my father and my grandparent to created. I remember the feeling of justice the euphory od casting for the first time the killing course. I remembered the pain of my broken soul. But I never gave them the chance to explain themselves. My mother used him to satisfy a very selfish desire. She wanted to be loved, but my father's feeling where not important to her. What would happened if I gave the time to say a word before killing them? They would maybe accept me. I would never have the change to change that.

My third horcrux was the cup of Hufflepuff which I stole for the old witch. She lived alone with her elf. I don't know why I killed her, I just needed somebody to murder. It was the same for my next horcrux, the locket. I just kill a drunk man on the outside of London.

The diadem was one I made when traveling in Albany. I just did not care, and I killed a peasant. I never thought if he could have a family waiting for him at home.

I turned Nagini, my beautiful familiar into a horcrux, when I realized the witch Bertha Jorkins was broken. I just killed her, changing my friend forever.

The worst was Harry. I never intended for him to be one of my horcrux, I just killed his mother, not caring about the consequences. My broken soul just searched for a place to nest his spark that would be lost if it didn't find a refuge.

The pain on my heart was terrible. I could hear somebody yelling, somebody trying to reassure them, and somebody casting some checking spells. The last thing I remembered was my love trying to reach me.

Hermione

For the next week, Tom was in a magical coma. Our children were at my brothers' house until I would send for them.

Tom was shivering, his skin was pale. I could see his suffering as he trashed sometimes while moaning in pain. It was so hard to see him like this.

"It's working. His soul healed," Severus said, checking on Tom again.

"How are Harry and Nagini?"

"Harry just woke up. He said it was painful, but he doesn't feel Tom's emotions anymore. Nagini is resting while Lex is taking care of her. He seems relaxed so she must be ok," Severus said. "He will wake up soon."

"I just want my love back."

"He will be ok. Try to rest a little. You can lay with him. Your presence will give him some comfort," Severus said and I nodded, climbing on the bed. "I will go to sleep for a while. I put some charm to prevent if he is going to wake up."