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The Forgotten and the Remembered

Chapter Four

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Ginny dreamt as Tom held her.

She dreamt of a time before she was born- Tom's time.

She was looking at a picture that a young Tom was gripping tightly, of two individuals that

bore resemblance to him. It was a muggle photo, she noticed, since the people never moved.

Could those people be... Tom's parents?

They certainly did look like him.

All of a sudden the picture was swiped away by someone's hand.

"Thinking about your parents again?" sneered a cruel young boy's voice. "You should just

forget them. Your father would never come back to get such a freak like you."

Tom's hand trembled, but his face remained steady. The boy let out a loud laugh as he snatched

the picture out of Tom's hands and began to rip it to tiny bits. Tom's face was still impassive,

but a hot rage was bubbling behind his hazel eyes, building up and getting ready to leap out.

And it hit the unexpecting laughing boy with such force that he didn't know what had happened.

Several large, reddish boils were sprouting over the boy's face, and popping as soon as they had

swelled to the size of a quarter. Soon he was unrecognizable for all the blood covering his face.

His laughter had turned into horrible screams of pain and horror.

Soon, the attention of an orphanage caretaker was drawn to the room, where they found Tom

sitting calmly on his bed withthe bits of the picture in his hand, and the boy clutching his face

and moaning.

Tom Riddle never forgot the beating he received that night. He would carry the scars with him

for the rest of his life, but it was nothing compared to the ones the boy that bullied him would have

to display to the world until he died.

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"Tom..." Ginny murmured in her sleep.

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Megan Grahm, one of Ginny's classmates, was found dead the next morning in her scarlet

four-poster bed.

Her throat had been slit expertly; the blood surrounding her enhanced the redness of the sheets

she lay on. Two glazed-over hazel eyes were staring at the celing, and a small round mouth

remained slightly open.

Ginny's bed, however, two beds to the left of the horrible scene, was an item of perfection. The

sheets were folded without a single wrinkle, and somthing shiny gleamed upon the pillow. Her

belongings remained untouched; the only thing missing was her wand.

A girl named Sara was the first awake. Her bed was next to Megan's, so she had a close view of

the bloody mess. Her scream woke the other sleeping girls who, in turn, expressed their horror.

Sara wrapped herself in a robe and ran barefoot to find the Headmaster- or *any* teacher- and

tell what had happened. The other girls hurried to alert the rest of Gryffindor.

Professor Snape, who was on his way to an early breakfast, was startled when a sobbing Gryffindor

literally ran into him, muttering something about blood.

"*What* are you doing running around the halls in your bedclothes?" Snape demanded tiredly.

"Professor," Sara wailed, "M-Megan is d-dead. I don't know what happened..."

Snape drew his wand and began to run towards Gryffindor tower. He reached the portrait of the

Fat Lady, which swung open reluctantly at the password ("honeycomb").

The entire house of Gryffindor had congregated in the common room, some dressed, and some in

their pyjamas. All looked frightened and nervous; a few were crying.

He quickly performed a countercharm to the girl's stairs so that he could walk up them without them

becoming a slide. All eyes were fixed on Snape as he made his way to the 6th year girls' dormitory.

Snape let out an involuntary gasp.

He had seen a lot of death, but most were clean and painless, as the result of Avada Kedavra.

Megan's neck had a deep, precise cut that looked immensely painful.

It was then that he noticed Ginny's bed and the shiny Prefect badge gleaming on top of it.

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The night before had created an almost ideal situation for Tom.

Ginny had sneaked out of Gryffindor Tower to gather some Potions ingredients she had forgotten

to obtain earlier, giving Tom the perfect chance to reinstate himself in the world.

But life was not just given to him without a price. He needed to take the life of another to become

completely alive.

First, since he could not fully use his powers since he was not much more than a ghost, he would

have to kill her in a less than instant way. He could still cast a silencing charm, which didn't take

much magical energy, so he did so on a random sleeping girl. He then took a key, which he had

found on the girl's bedside table, and sharpened it with a bit of magic. It was the equivalent of

a very sharp knife.

He quickly, deliberately, made a deep cut across the throat, and saw her open her eyes in panic.

Her mouth was open to scream, but no sound came out. Tom held her down until life slowly left her,

and then he licked the blood off of her until he felt a warmth creep into his fingers. He ran a hand

through the girl's hair, and began to leave, placing the key into a pocket.

Before he left the room, he casually cast a spell towards Ginny's bed to make the sheets fold

themselves. He took Ginny's Prefect badge off of her table and put it on her pillow, because, after

all, she wouldn't return.