Prologue
October 31st, 1981
He moved swiftly through Godric Hollow, hoping he would get to the two-story house where the girl who was destined to change his future before the other wizard would get to her. He knew that if he didn't get to her and her parents in time things would get much worse for him and the infant.
Without this girl in his life, he would be incomplete, he would be wandering throughout the world without a true purpose anymore. She was meant to be the light in his life, she was meant to be the good to his darkness. She was the only one who was able to give him true love, something that no one ever thought he would be capable of having.
When he reached the two-story house of the Potters, he could sense the change in the air. He knew the feeling of the wizard that was already here. He could taste the death that clung to the air, allowing him to know that they were dead. The parents of the girl he was meant to fall in love with and conquer the wizarding world were gone.
He went through the picket fence gate of the house and swiftly moved up the cobble stoned front pathway to the front door. The door was open, not all the way open but enough to let him know that the wizard had gone through the front door and hadn't shut the door behind him because there was no need for him to do so. The parents of the infant had given their trust towards the wizard who had come and killed them.
Entering the front room of the ground floor it didn't take long for him to see the body of James Potter sprawled on the floor with a stiffness to him that only meant he had been given the killing curse (Avada Kedavra). His brown eyes were peering up at nothingness. His circular glasses were upon his face and wouldn't be able to help his sight anymore. His black hair was a mess around his head.
The wizard went up the stairs and went into the thrown open door to the nursery. He narrowed his eyes at the wizard that was standing near the crib where his soulmate was lying in. The wizard that was in front of the crib had long white hair and a white beard that was tied around the bottom of his beard. He had circular glasses upon the end of his nose and eccentric robes that were of many colors. He was on the light side of magic, but his only agenda was for his own.
"Get. Away. From. Her."
The wizard who stood further away from the crib made the bearded wizard turn around so that he could look upon the younger wizard that had snake-like features upon his face and a bald head. He was as ugly on the outside as he was on the inside. He was tall and thin, and his crimson irises allowed the bearded wizard to know he was going to fight to the death for the infant Potter.
"I don't think so Tom. You don't deserve to love. The only chance for love, taken away from you. Others will take my word and believe you were the one to kill Lily and James. You were the one who killed Harriett. It will only prove that I am the one who everyone should put their trust into, no one else," the bearded wizard stated.
Without any hesitation, as the bearded wizard brought his wand up to send the killing curse to the innocent infant girl, Tom was quicker and exclaimed, "Avada Kedavra!"
The bearded wizard disappeared right before the bright green light could hit him and instead of hitting him the killing curse hit Harriett Potter instead. The last thing that Tom felt before his last sliver of his soul disappeared from his body was pain. Then he was gone.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanted to write a 'bad Dumbledore' fanfiction. Of course I also wanted to write a female Harry Potter and Voldemort/Tom Riddle Jr. I personally hate how J.K Rowling made it to where any child born from the love potion can't experience love. It's almost as saying those who are children from rape aren't capable of love and I think that's wrong. So, I think that the children of the love potion have that one soulmate that can complete them.
Harriett is a gray moral witch. She doesn't take sides.
I hope you will enjoy the fanfiction.
-Emmy
ps: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me
