Virginia Weasley and the Riddle of Love. Disclaimer: I own none of these characters except for Sarah and Elizabeth Cruz. Virginia, Harry, and Bill all belong to J.K. Rowling and always will. A/N: There is very little smut in this story, well, for now. Please. R&R. Rating - R

~* Seven Years Ago *~

For a split second, both Harry and Riddle, wand still raised, stared at the diary. Then, without thinking, without considering, as though he had meant to do it all along, Harry seized the basilisk fang on the floor next to him and plunged it straight into the heart of the book.

There was a long, dreadful, piercing scream. Ink sputtered out of the diary in torrents, streaming over Harry's hands, flooding the floor. Riddle was writhing and twisting, screaming and flailing, and then -

Ginny was awoken by Tom's blood curdling scream and, in her head, screamed out // Tom! No! I love you! \\ she yelled out, never actually uttering a word. To be quite honest, if she could gain control of her vocal chords, she would have yelled out every last syllable. In the short time she wasn't under her control, she had fallen in love with him. She regretted not telling him so much, she just passed out again.

There came a faint moan from the end of the Chamber. Ginny was stirring. Ginny slowly opened her eyes for the second time. She saw Harry running toward her. She couldn't help but cry, but it was not because of the things she had done; it was because of her, now deceased, first love.

~* Present Day *~

Virginia couldn't really pay much attention these days. She could be sitting in Transfiguration, her favorite class by far, and her mind would just. trail off. Her thought would always lead to one thing that kept her single, without many friends, and a virgin for seven years; Thomas Marvolo Riddle.

"Ginny, we need to get to the platform before the train leaves!" a voice yelled out beside her. She snapped out of her trance and looked at her half- angry, half rushed, older brother, Bill Weasley.

Virginia got out of the car and immediately headed for the wall in-between platforms nine and ten. Bill was pushing her cart for her, mainly because he missed running at the barrier. Casually, she walked through the barrier, completely unnoticed. She waited for Bill to come barreling through the wall and then took control of her cart.

"Thanks Bill" she said, heading for the train, "I take it you'll be apparating to Hogsmeade and walking to the castle from there?" Bill nodded, "I have to stop off in the post office, but I'll be there before you can say 'lumos.'" Bill gave Virginia a light punch in the arm and disapparated.

Virginia sighed and walked onto the train, finding an empty compartment, and laid down. She closed her eyes, crossed her legs, and fell into a deep sleep.

~*~

She was standing on a rather large rock in a slow moving creek. She was looking around and smiling, happy to be somewhere peaceful and lovely.

There was a rustling in the trees around her and a young man, no more than 17, stepped out into view; Tom Riddle. She flew into his arms and he began kissing her. She kissed back, slowly undressing him from behind. She threw off his cloak and robes quickly, leaving him completely nude.

Tom slowly kissed down her neck and pulled off her robes. She was standing in his arms in no more than a black lace bra and black lace panties. He pulled down the fabric of her bra covering her left breast and gently began sucking on the pert nipple. After completely pulling off her bra from behind, he pressed her body up against a tree, teasing the nipple with his tongue. He pulled off her skimpy panties, and gently slid his hard, ten- inch, manhood into her.

Virginia gasped and whispered, "Oh Tom, I love you." Tom gently began thrusting in and out of her, leaning up to kiss behind her ear the whole time. He lightly nipped at her ear lobe and whispered, "Attention all Hogwarts Express passengers."

~*~

Virginia woke up to a man booming over the train's loud speaker. She sighed and headed to the nearest exit, a glum look on her face. After finding her usual horseless carrige, she climbed in and leaned her head down on her best, and only, friend's shoulder.

Sarah Cruz was a seventh year who transferred from Beauxbatons in Virginia's fifth year. Virginia whimpered and wrapped her arms around Sarah's arm, a tear sliding down her cheek.

"Did you have the dream again Virg?" Sarah asked, wrapping her arm around her distraught friend's shoulders. Virginia nodded and let out another whimper "Well, V." Sarah said, lifting up Virginia's head. "I heard some good news. They found out that Tom was being controlled by his grandfather when he was Voldemort. They are putting him back in Hogwarts. He's our age Virg. He's alive and well and he is being sorted tonight along with the first years."

With that comment, Virginia fainted.

~*~

Virginia slowly rose from her temporarily unconscious state and noticed that she was sitting next to Sarah in the Great Hall. The sorting, to her surprise, was already halfway finished.

"Cruz, Elizabeth" Professor McGonagall announced, holding the scroll of names out at arms length. Sarah, noticing that Virginia was awake, squealed and whispered, "That's my little sister!" Virginia gave a weak, half-tired smile and watched as the young Cruz was sorted into Gryffindor. Virginia, getting bored with the 6th sorting already, let her eyes wander. They fell onto Bill, who was sitting next to Snape, talking nonchalantly with an idiotic, foolish grin on his face.

She continued with her visual trek around the hall, and then her eyes stopped on Professor Dumbledore. Well, to be more precise, 10 and a half inches to the right of him. Standing in between Professors Dumbledore and Flitwick stood an 18-year-old, trembling, Thomas Riddle.

Tom was as handsome as the first day he had come out of the diary. His hair was a bit longer, but that only made him so much more appealing to her. She could see, faintly, that there was a small puncture on his bottom lip that resembled the tip of a canine tooth. Virginia faintly remembered Tom telling her that when he was nervous, he nibbled on his bottom lip. //Hmm...\\ She thought to herself, coming a hand through her hair, //He seems a lot more. nervous since the day I met him.\\

She chuckled lightly to herself, but never removed her eyes from him. That is, until he noticed her piercing gaze. She looked into his eyes long enough to see his jaw drop and then a small jerk in his left arm, signaling the want to reach out to her. She turned away to hide her face just as tears began streaming down her cheeks.

Once the sorting was over, the last student being sorted into Hufflepuff, Professor Dumbledore stood and motioned for silence.

"As usual," he began, the twinkle in his eyes more cheerful than ever, "first years, and all other years for that matter, are forbidden to go into the Dark Forest. Our new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, Bill Weasley," there was scattered applause, most coming from the Gryffindor, and then Dumbledore continued, "has cast a force field charm around the forest that can only be broken by him, Hagrid, or I. Now, I have some good news."

Virginia wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up at Dumbledore, plastering a fake smile on her face. "We have a student this year that will not become a first year, but will be sorted. Thomas, will you please sit on the stool?"

Tom gave a nervous smile and took a deep breath, sitting on the three- legged stool. Professor McGonagall lowered the hat onto his head and waited. The hat, now atop Riddle's amazingly handsome head, sprung to life.

"Riddle?" the hat said to Tom, no one else hearing. "You're back I see. But, no hatred and lust for power that landed you smack dab in Slytherin last time. Hmm.. Would be a tough one if I weren't so smart eh? I think I'll choose. GRYFFINDOR!"

Tom smiled and hurried to the seat across from Virginia, eager to talk to his old friend. His hair was a bit ruffled from the hat, but he ran his hand through it and it fixed itself. He reached across the table and placed his hand on Virginia's and sighed, smiling the warm smile that she always loved. "Tom." she said, not wanting to pull her hand away.

"Virginia." he said, intertwining his fingers with hers, "I have missed you." The expression on his face gave the impression that he was holding back tears, tears he'd had since he was 11. Once again, and quite unexpectedly, she fainted. Since they were in the last two seats at the table, Tom quickly ran over to her and caught her, bypassing Sarah's arms unintentionally.

~*~

Virginia slowly opened her eyes and, recognizing the ceiling, sighed. She was in the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey, no doubt, was hustling and bustling about. She kept her gaze on the ceiling up until she felt a large, warm hand slide into her own dainty, rather cold, hand. She turned her head to see Tom sitting next to her, smiling lightly, the look of worry slowly fading from his perfect face.

She opened her mouth to say something but Tom quickly covered it with his own, kissing her deeply. She lifted her free arm and wrapped it around his neck, never wanting this moment to end. After a span of about five minutes, Tom pulled away, deserving a whimper from his willing victim.

"Shh." he whispered, "Madame Pomfrey might catch us." He took her hand in his once more and leaned down next to her ear. He lightly whispered "I love you, my sweet Virginia." And kissed directly behind her earlobe. He pulled away and smiled. "Meet me in the common room when Pomfrey lets you out. The new password it lionegra." He kissed her one last time and turned, walking to the door.

A single tear slid down Virginia's cheek, but not of sadness. She had the love of the only man she herself had ever loved. Madame Pomfrey took the liberty to walk in through the curtains just as Virginia wiped the stray tear from her face.

"Oh sweetie," she said, sitting Virginia up, "are you feeling better?" Virginia nodded as Madame Pomfrey started tidying up the bed she had slept on. "Madame?" Virginia said, a yawn escaping her before she continued, "I would like to return to my common room, if that is alright with you."

With a disgruntled sigh, Madame Pomfrey allowed Virginia to leave. She quickly threw her robes on and hurried to Gryffindor Tower, her longing to see Tom keeping her going. When she reached the Fat Lady portrait, she quickly uttered "lionegra" and rushed through the portrait hole. The second she entered the common room, she noticed Tom. He was sitting in an armchair by the fireplace, and was too entranced with the dancing embers to notice anything, especially the small group of first years giggling in the corner.

Virginia ran to him, hopped onto his lap, and kissed him deeply, her auburn locks falling around his face. She felt him smile and then kiss back, his strong arm wrapping themselves around her slender waist. Virginia, most reluctantly, pulled away from the kiss and quickly whispered, "I have a room of my own since I am Head Girl, lets go."

He didn't need telling twice. Grabbing his hand, Virginia pulled him towards her door, running straight through the group of first years. She threw him inside and locked the door. She then threw him down on the soft water bed and crawled on top of him, hungry for those perfect lips.

~*~

There is the end of Chapter 1. Chapter 2 is coming soon.