Ok, this is not my first story. My first story was "When Destiny Kicks In." But something happened to that and it was removed by FF.Net…. So I'm currently writing this story instead. Okidoki. And I am not J.K. Rowling. Anything that you recognize most probably belongs to her.
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Harry raised his wand. He was tentative, still afraid that he would be marked as a murderer. But then he reminded himself: Voldemort was already a murderer. Voldemort wouldn't care about killing Harry. Voldemort was the one who killed his parents. He was the leader of those who had killed countless others. Including Sirius. His life had been taken away by Voldemort. And now, he was going to take the life of Voldemort.
He had trained for this moment. Dumbledore had allowed him to learn the curses that would finally destroy Voldemort. No, not the Killing Curse, as it would have almost no effect on Voldemort. But other curses, combined to destroy the darkness within him. Granted that nobody was sure if it would work, but Dumbledore had come up with it. And he was the genius of all wizards.
So Harry did the spell. And suddenly, Voldemort was twisting around in agony. He was crying out loud, screaming as if the pain was unbearable. Harry had to remind himself that the pain was probably unbearable. But he couldn't help but pity the person in front of him. He could see Voldemort changing back into Tom Riddle.
And Voldemort could feel it.
They say that before you die, your life flashes before your eyes.
Voldemort may not have been dying, but his life was definitely flashing before his eyes. That was what was happening now. He was not screaming because of the physical pain. He was screaming because of his past. His past which now was displaying itself fully before his eyes. A past of a handsome, young man who went to Hogwarts. The story of Tom Riddle, perhaps the most brilliant of all wizards to pass through Hogwarts. But as they say in the wizarding world, behind every brilliant wizard who decides to go dark, there is a doomed witch in love.
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He was born in July. His mother was a witch and his father was a Muggle. His father, Tom Riddle, had found out that his mother was a witch five years after his son was born. Tom Marvolo Riddle had never been close to his father. His father seemed always to be too busy. He had visited his father's parents as well. They seemed too stuck-up. He always wondered why his mother had married such a man. She always said it was love, but is it love when a man comes home and doesn't even say hi to his family? His mother had always doted upon him. He knew that she loved him. She spoiled him while his father ignored him. Unbeknownst to Tom Marvolo Riddle, his mother had revealed to her husband that she was a witch.He was a coward, and that combined with his prejudice blood had caused him to abandon her. His family, who had always disapproved of the marriage from the start, was happy to take him back in. Tom had seen the anguish his mother was subject to. It had destroyed her. His mother had always been weak. She had died of a broken heart.
From that moment on, Tom swore he would one day destroy the man who had killed his mother.
He was sent to a Muggle orphanage. He was small for his age and had suffered abuse from the other children. He had been quiet. He had always known he was different. He hadn't been there when his mother had told his father that she was a witch, but he still somehow knew. When he was eleven, he had received his letter from Hogwarts. There had been a witch stationed at the orphanage, waiting for when Tom would get his letter. She helped him get his stuff from Diagon Alley and told him how to get on the platform for Hogwarts. He never saw her after that.
When he arrived at Hogwarts, he was sorted into Slytherin. The Transfiguration teacher, Albus Dumbledore, just looked at him. All the other kids there seemed to be kind to him though. He was grateful for that. He had been terrified that Hogwarts would be like his orphanage, where he would be picked on. Instead, he was surprised to find that he had made a great deal of friends within his first month. He found magic very easy to do. The other teachers noticed it as well. At the orphanage, he had never done well in his studies. This probably had to do with his low confidence. But now that he was at a new school with new classmates, he was doing better than anyone ever expected. He was top of his class. He loved his new school. It was his new home. He felt like he had finally been adopted. He wished that he would never have to return back to the orphanage again.
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Yes, this chapter is done. Sorry, I know that it's really short. But it's kind of an intro. But yeah. So please review. PLEASE!!!!!! And if you want to read the first ten chapters of my other story, "When Destiny Kicks In," email me at ikobed801@att.net and I'll send them to you. Okidoki. So remember, REVIEW!