"Is it ready?"

Lord Voldemort, aka Tom Marvelo Riddle, stood in a graveyard surrounded by his deatheaters who were working tirelessly on a potion. The Draught of Youth. It was supposed to make him ten years younger and make it much easier for him to fight, if all went well.

Only silence met his question. The deatheaters knew what would happen if they said no…but it wasn't. It could go horribly wrong. But, if it did, what's the worst that could happen? Lord Voldemort would most likely die and they would be free to go back to their families.

"Yes, my Lord," One of the deatheaters said through his mask, handing Lord Voldemort a goblet of the potion.

"Good. Very good. Is everything in order?"

"Yes, my Lord,"

"Excellent. You will all be rewarded, if everything is indeed in order."

He drank the whole thing in one gulp. Everything beyond that point happened so fast it was a blur. There was a terrible scream of pain, swirling wind, and where Lord Voldemort once stood, was a boy of about 16. His face was handsome and youthful, and the robes were a little bit too long for him. He looked up at them with a questioning expression on his face.

"Who are you?" He asked, quite puzzled as to how he got there.

"What are you talking about, my Lord?" the deatheaters were all very taken aback; How did he not know who he was?

"My Lord? I am not anyone's Lord…am I? Last time I checked, I was an orphan," Tom said with a small grin on his face, trying to lighten the moment.

"What is your name, son?" Snape was in the crowd, and stepped foreward, treating him like a son.

"Tom Riddle. What's yours?"

"You don't need to know that as of now. Now, why don't you stay here…these men and women will look after you…until…I return."

"Ok, but why are you all wearing masks?" Tom was genuinely curious.

"Protucall."

Snape turned and walked away, thinking. What was he going to do? He had the Dark Lord, at age 16, without a clue of who he was! Perhaps…yes, this was the best thing. He should send him to Hogwarts and let him re-live his life. Perhaps tings could change in the future. Until then, the world was free of Lord Voldemort…for now.

Wadda ya think guys? Is it OK? Well I haven't put the whole Hermione/Tom romance part in yet but trust me, it'll get there eventually. Please review because I'm not going to post another chapter unless I get at least one review, because there wouldn't be a point if my story stunk! Oh well! Umm…thanks for reading it and please please review and tell me what you think! Be HONEST! Tell me if it stinks! Please! Ok thanks again for reading and maybe please try to review!