A/N: Hey all... so. Anyone guessed the song? Any moshers into 80's rock will kick themselves, if they haven't already worked it out. I've made it really easy as well lol. Oh, my best mate is currently killing herself trying to work out who the groom was, in the last chapter. She was kneeling down, had a brainwave, (that wasn't even right hehehe) and slammed her nose on my desk. It was soooo funny, so Vik, this next chapter's for you. You make me laugh with your dodgy logic and self mutilation. (It's not as bad as it seems peeps lol. She's just kinda... clumsy)

Nicole: 'gives you a cookie anyway lol' nice try, but I can't say yet, it's too important to the central plot line. Plus you all need to know some stuff before you find the dreamer's identity. Although remember that it could of been Harry's dream as well... it's one of the two, and that's all I'm saying on that subject for a while lol. Thanks for the review. Again.

Milygo: hey. I'm glad you thought the way I depicted the character's reactions to be ok. I was kind of scared that it had come out rushed, because I hated writing them all arguing... they were all getting along so well as well. Thank you for reviewing, I greatly appreciate it.

Disclaimer: hehehe I'm still laughing with myself, for pointing that out last chapter. You can even sue my parents if you really care that much, they won't mind ;)

Shadow blinked. She was lying in a bed. Crisp white sheets covered her torso, and she felt so calm and relaxed. She blinked again. The bright morning light was starting to hurt her sleep-filled eyes. Then she realised she had no idea where she was.

The room was round, like a tower. Large castle floor to ceiling windows brought the unwanted light flooding in. She dared herself to get up, and gangly clambered out of the bed. Peering through the nearest window, she noticed the large forest that seemed to span for miles upon miles that surrounded the castle she was in. There were snow capped mountains in the distance and the sun was low in the east, meaning it was early morning. The silence was deafening. There were no birds chattering, no sign of human life, yet she was in a perfectly good castle, clean and well kept...

The door opened behind her, and she spun round. There, in the doorway, stood a young man, with a smile on his face. Shadow edged away, until she was up against the window.

"Shadow, hello. My name is Tom Riddle (A/N: how predictable was that?) and you are at my home, Heightened Turrets, in the North of England. An area called Lancashire." Shadow opened her mouth to speak, but was shushed. Tom continued. "You were an aurora, and were fighting some Death Eaters nearby, in Manchester. I sensed the disturbance, and found you lying on the ground unconscious on the edge of my forest, the Darkwood Forest. Your fellow auroras had fled the scene moments before. They'd dragged you out of Manchester, and left you for dead, in Darkwood ... you were in a pretty bad state when I found you, but after a couple days of rest..." He could see her uncertainty and decided to get off the subject.

"So. What's your full name? I only know your first name by that necklace you're wearing."

"S-Shadow... just Shadow."

"Really? That's interesting... so you don't have a family?"

"N-no... no real friends either..."

"Oh. Well, I'm here now. Consider me your first real friend then." She smiled gratefully.

"Um... ok then." Tom took a deep breath.

"You wouldn't happen to know anyone by the name of Remus J. Lupin would you?" He inwardly prayed his spells had worked. For a moment she didn't answer then-

"No... not that I'm aware of, I'm usually pretty good with names... sounds familiar though... nope. Can't help you." Tom attempted to hide his huge grin.

"Sirius Black?" he waited with baited breath.

"Er... no. Don't think so... why do you ask?" she peered at him, slightly unsure.

"They were the two men that left you behind when you got- ambushed. Along with a certain Harry Potter." He was going to say rape, and very nearly did, but he didn't want her to hate herself... that was the last thing he wanted.

"Oh." Her tone was quiet. She'd believed every word he'd said. He felt like laughing for hours. It had worked so brilliantly... he had pulled it off. Shadow Lupin was finally hers. He had managed to turn her against the three people who were most likely to try and find her. But she was never going to see them again, so it didn't really matter if she knew them or not. Shadow was his. They could never have her.

"But like I said before, it was lucky I found you, you were in a pretty bad shape. Would you like something to eat?"

"Oh, yes please." Her stomach was quietly rumbling.

"I'll have something brought up." He turned, and was about to walk out when Shadow called out.

"Tom?"

"Yes Shadow?"

"Please could you... stay with me?"

"Of course. Let me just conjure up some food. Any preferences?"

"P-Pepperoni pizza..."

"Very well." And he pulled out his wand. Shadow then realised something.

"Tom? What happened to my wand?"

"Don't worry, I've got it. I'll keep it safe for now ok?"

"Er... ok."

Fifteen minutes later, the two were sat on the bed, munching on Pizza, and chatting away. Shadow had relaxed slightly, and handled the fact she couldn't remember anything before waking up rather well, for someone who prided herself on having a good memory. She felt strangely comfortable sitting on a bed with Tom, it seemed natural, and she grew to like him quickly.

The next morning Tom woke her up, and led her out of the door, and down a long twisted staircase. The stairs finished in a cosy seating area that housed a massive fireplace, and several sofas and armchairs. There were three other doors leading off from the lounge.

"Ok, that one" he said, beckoning to the door on their left, "is a bathroom and shower. The one over there" pointing to the one further down the wall "is a mini kitchen thing. Filled with muggle appliances an all that. The door on the far right is the way out. A staircase leads down the tower to the rest of the castle. I advise you stay up here for a while. The rest of the castle is pretty big. I would hate for you to get lost or something. Plus there's one more thing. The dungeons are currently flooded. The old owner of this castle 'forgot to tell me that the lower parts of the castle floods every spring, but that's life." In truth, the dungeons still hadn't been purified, and he'd hate her to come across a cell full off rotting corpses. He'd have a hard time explaining that one. "Any questions?"

"Well... yeah, just one. When do you want me to leave?"

"Shadow, in all honesty, I'd prefer it if you never left this castle again." He replied, grinning. At least that part was true. "I understand if you want to leave, but for the time being I'd prefer to look after you for a while yet, anyway. I have nothing else to do." She grinned, paused, and kissed him on the cheek, then slid her slender arms round his back in a huge hug. Tom was grinning like a maniac. He'd done it. She was his. She was falling for him, and would most probably give herself to him within a week, especially if she met no one else... just a few more days...

Hugging her tightly, she let go and went into the bathroom to have a shower. Breathing heavily, he collapsed into a sofa, panting. That was the closest she had ever been to him, and it was surreal in every sense of the word. He couldn't resist one thing though, and silently creeping towards the door, he pulled out his wand, and whispered a few words. The bathroom door became transparent on one side. His side. He could see every curve, every part of her. And she was completely unaware. The perfect prey. And how he loved her.

A/N: come on peeps don't let me down now. Just type in your opinion of this fic (good or bad) and let me know ok?

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