Chapter 6
"The Plan Takes Shape"
Several weeks had passed since Katrina used a healing spell to kill. The Death Eaters, Tom's group, nicknamed it the killing curse. It killed the victim instantly. Katrina advanced so quickly in her training that she built up what skills it took the others years to learn. Katrina had also learned more about Tom's past. She learned he was an orphan, how his dad, a muggle, left his mother, a pureblood witch, when he found out she was a witch. How she died giving birth to Tom and how Tom lived in an orphanage for several years before going to Hogwarts.
Tom had also told her that he had heard a rumor about a Chamber of Secrets and Hogwarts and instantly became infatuated with the darks arts. He also had said that he had gotten his name, Lord Vodlemort, by one day rearranging the letters of his name during a potion's test when he was extremely bored. Also, that how he had found the basilisk, a large, dangerous serpent, in the Chamber of Secrets. His plan to unleash it was foiled hen it killed a girl but another student took the blame due to his "heroic" efforts. Tom had admitted that he had only on large fear, and that Professor Dumbledore.
"It's as if he knows my every move, every deep, dark thought and secret." said Tom.
Katrina hold told Tom that her mother and father's side of the family were highly advanced medic wizards and witches. They had experimented with various spells and potions to heal, some of which turned out horribly wrong. Her blood was also that of a famous wizard named Merlin on her mom's side. All in all, Katrina had rare, powerful blood that Tom craved to have inherited.
The time grew shorter as the tests everyone was taking began to wind down. The dance for the seventh year students was also drawing nearer. Many girls in the halls passed tom and giggled and batted their eyelashes. The girls quickly went from giggly to highly jealous when Tom and Katrina walked arm and arm in the halls with Tom's group right behind them.
The night of the dance soon arrived. Katrina was in her getting dressed. Bellatrix had told her that Tom would be a bit late cause he had some "family" issues to resolve, but would make it in time.
Katrina stood in front of her mirror. Her hair, smelling like strawberries and cream, was fixed in gentle waves that shimmered in the light. Her skin, perfectly flawless, had little makeup except for the pale pink shade on her lips and the dab of light green on her eyelids. Her dress was very beautiful as well. Her mother had bought it for her during a trip in Rome last year. The dress was a classic one like that during the Victorian era. It was a dark green, silk color dress. The bottom draped out and down out the floor. The top layer of the bottom was a transparent, light green layer with thousands of flecks of gold. The bottom layer was just a plain dark green. The top of the dress from the neck to the waist hugged her body, showing off her every perfect curve. The neckline was square-cut and hugged her breasts just right. Golden lace and ivy tiny leaves bordered the collar. The sleeves hugged her arms and fanned out just a bit below the elbow. Golden lace and more tiny ivy leaves bordered the sleeve cuffs as well. The necklace Tom had given her rested against he chest. Matching green shoes clicked on the floor below. Katrina put on a dash of perfume that smelled like rich, dark vanilla.
Tom had been walking for about twenty minutes now. The steep hill he was climbing seemed endless. His eyes soon found his destination. A large, secluded mansion perched on top. Lights in many rooms were on. Tom put a hand in his robe pockets to make sure his wand was there and walked to the front door.
"So, Gladys is the tea done yet." asked an old man with thick white hair and a matching mustache.
A short, lean woman with gray hair tied into a high bun walked in with a tray full of cookies, teacups, and a teapot.
"Yes dear, it is." said the woman.
The woman sat the tray down onto the hard oak table. She poured tea into three cups before taking her seat. A man, probably in his late thirties to early forties walked in. He had dark black hair and emerald green eyes.
"Care to join us Tom?" asked the old man.
"Sure father." said the man who was Tom.
A knock on the door caught the threes' attention. All of them got up and walked into the hall just outside the front door. Suddenly, the door burst open. A tall, dark figure walked in.
"You ruined my life, now, I will ruin yours." said the figure. "Avada Kedavra!"
The dance was just starting as Tom walked into the Great Hall. He was dressed in black robes. The place was decorated in shimmering gold, silver, blue, and white. Thousands of rose candles floated above as the lights dance on the tabletops of several tables below. Soft, orchestra music echoed in the hall. People were busy dancing, eating, or talking. Tom could not find Katrina.
"Have you seen Katrina?" he asked Bellatrix whom he found sitting at a table with some other girls.
Bellatrix, wearing a sleek black dress, looked around and then smiled. She pointed at the hall doors. Tom turned around and gasped. Katrina was so beautiful. The glow of the candles lit up her features quite well. Her dress was unlike the other girls' dresses, which were all a bit showy and fit for that time period. Her hair danced around her like a dark hallo. She smiled when she saw Tom staring at her with his mouth open.
"You could probably fit a dragon in that mouth of yours." she said as she stepped up to him.
Tom quickly gained his senses back.
"Your so beautiful." he said.
Never in his life had he ever felt like he did for a girl. Sure, he had every girl wanting him and he had so many girlfriends in the past, but none of them had that special something Tom saw and felt with Katrina. She was highly intelligent and composed. Her beauty was intoxicating as well as the power that surrounded her in a powerful, blinding aurora. Tom took in her scent and drank in her presence. How could one girl make him feel the way he did? How could he ever feel this feeling, this feeling he despised, this feeling he hated, this feeling many called "love."
Tom took Katrina's hand and planted a soft kiss on it. Her skin felt so smooth and warm beneath his cold, pale lips. A few of the seventh year guys stared at Katrina with loathing in their eyes. Tom scowled at them and they quickly looked away.
"Shall we dance?" he asked her.
Katrina and Tom stepped onto the dance floor. Surrounding couples eyed them and whispered as Tom wrapped one arm around Katrina's waste and held her other hand. The soft, romantic music seemed so distant. Katrina closed her eyes and let it sink in. Tom smelt like something she had come to love, powerful, yet caring. They danced on and on, ignoring the fact that everyone was starting to leave as the dance was ending. After the last dance, Tom led Katrina to a corner of the hall.
"Katrina, I must tell you that tonight is my last night here." he said.
Katrina blinked her eyes and shook her head.
"No, don't say that. You can't leave." she said.
Tom took her hands in his.
"I must carry out my plans. I have already done things that I cannot take back. My journey has just begun." he said softly. "But I want you to join me, but not until you have graduated."
Katrina's eyes began to fill with tears.
"Of course I'll join you. Never have I felt as loved and safe. You have helped me overcome things I thought could never be done." she said. "I love you Tom Riddle."
Tears began to streak down Katrina's cheeks. Tom wiped them away and reached into his robe pocket. He pulled out a tiny, black velvet box and got down on one knee.
"Katrina Anne Smith, please say you will be mine forever. Please say you'll never leave my side, not matter what perils we may face. Will you marry me?" said Tom as he opened the box.
Inside, nestled between the soft velvet cushions, was a golden ring encrusted with tiny diamonds, emeralds, rubies, and sapphires. On top was a large, single diamond that even in dim light glow with an intensity as bright as the stars above. Katrina's tears yet again streaked her cheeks.
"Yes, of course I will." she said.
Tom took the ring out of the box and slid it on her slender finger. He then rose up and kissed her ever so softly. He held her face in his hands and peered into those eyes he came to love.
"Soon, I will be come to get you. You only have a month before school is out. Tell me how you're doing. Send a letter with one of the owls that one of my followers give you."
He kissed her again.
"Soon." he said as he left.
"The Plan Takes Shape"
Several weeks had passed since Katrina used a healing spell to kill. The Death Eaters, Tom's group, nicknamed it the killing curse. It killed the victim instantly. Katrina advanced so quickly in her training that she built up what skills it took the others years to learn. Katrina had also learned more about Tom's past. She learned he was an orphan, how his dad, a muggle, left his mother, a pureblood witch, when he found out she was a witch. How she died giving birth to Tom and how Tom lived in an orphanage for several years before going to Hogwarts.
Tom had also told her that he had heard a rumor about a Chamber of Secrets and Hogwarts and instantly became infatuated with the darks arts. He also had said that he had gotten his name, Lord Vodlemort, by one day rearranging the letters of his name during a potion's test when he was extremely bored. Also, that how he had found the basilisk, a large, dangerous serpent, in the Chamber of Secrets. His plan to unleash it was foiled hen it killed a girl but another student took the blame due to his "heroic" efforts. Tom had admitted that he had only on large fear, and that Professor Dumbledore.
"It's as if he knows my every move, every deep, dark thought and secret." said Tom.
Katrina hold told Tom that her mother and father's side of the family were highly advanced medic wizards and witches. They had experimented with various spells and potions to heal, some of which turned out horribly wrong. Her blood was also that of a famous wizard named Merlin on her mom's side. All in all, Katrina had rare, powerful blood that Tom craved to have inherited.
The time grew shorter as the tests everyone was taking began to wind down. The dance for the seventh year students was also drawing nearer. Many girls in the halls passed tom and giggled and batted their eyelashes. The girls quickly went from giggly to highly jealous when Tom and Katrina walked arm and arm in the halls with Tom's group right behind them.
The night of the dance soon arrived. Katrina was in her getting dressed. Bellatrix had told her that Tom would be a bit late cause he had some "family" issues to resolve, but would make it in time.
Katrina stood in front of her mirror. Her hair, smelling like strawberries and cream, was fixed in gentle waves that shimmered in the light. Her skin, perfectly flawless, had little makeup except for the pale pink shade on her lips and the dab of light green on her eyelids. Her dress was very beautiful as well. Her mother had bought it for her during a trip in Rome last year. The dress was a classic one like that during the Victorian era. It was a dark green, silk color dress. The bottom draped out and down out the floor. The top layer of the bottom was a transparent, light green layer with thousands of flecks of gold. The bottom layer was just a plain dark green. The top of the dress from the neck to the waist hugged her body, showing off her every perfect curve. The neckline was square-cut and hugged her breasts just right. Golden lace and ivy tiny leaves bordered the collar. The sleeves hugged her arms and fanned out just a bit below the elbow. Golden lace and more tiny ivy leaves bordered the sleeve cuffs as well. The necklace Tom had given her rested against he chest. Matching green shoes clicked on the floor below. Katrina put on a dash of perfume that smelled like rich, dark vanilla.
Tom had been walking for about twenty minutes now. The steep hill he was climbing seemed endless. His eyes soon found his destination. A large, secluded mansion perched on top. Lights in many rooms were on. Tom put a hand in his robe pockets to make sure his wand was there and walked to the front door.
"So, Gladys is the tea done yet." asked an old man with thick white hair and a matching mustache.
A short, lean woman with gray hair tied into a high bun walked in with a tray full of cookies, teacups, and a teapot.
"Yes dear, it is." said the woman.
The woman sat the tray down onto the hard oak table. She poured tea into three cups before taking her seat. A man, probably in his late thirties to early forties walked in. He had dark black hair and emerald green eyes.
"Care to join us Tom?" asked the old man.
"Sure father." said the man who was Tom.
A knock on the door caught the threes' attention. All of them got up and walked into the hall just outside the front door. Suddenly, the door burst open. A tall, dark figure walked in.
"You ruined my life, now, I will ruin yours." said the figure. "Avada Kedavra!"
The dance was just starting as Tom walked into the Great Hall. He was dressed in black robes. The place was decorated in shimmering gold, silver, blue, and white. Thousands of rose candles floated above as the lights dance on the tabletops of several tables below. Soft, orchestra music echoed in the hall. People were busy dancing, eating, or talking. Tom could not find Katrina.
"Have you seen Katrina?" he asked Bellatrix whom he found sitting at a table with some other girls.
Bellatrix, wearing a sleek black dress, looked around and then smiled. She pointed at the hall doors. Tom turned around and gasped. Katrina was so beautiful. The glow of the candles lit up her features quite well. Her dress was unlike the other girls' dresses, which were all a bit showy and fit for that time period. Her hair danced around her like a dark hallo. She smiled when she saw Tom staring at her with his mouth open.
"You could probably fit a dragon in that mouth of yours." she said as she stepped up to him.
Tom quickly gained his senses back.
"Your so beautiful." he said.
Never in his life had he ever felt like he did for a girl. Sure, he had every girl wanting him and he had so many girlfriends in the past, but none of them had that special something Tom saw and felt with Katrina. She was highly intelligent and composed. Her beauty was intoxicating as well as the power that surrounded her in a powerful, blinding aurora. Tom took in her scent and drank in her presence. How could one girl make him feel the way he did? How could he ever feel this feeling, this feeling he despised, this feeling he hated, this feeling many called "love."
Tom took Katrina's hand and planted a soft kiss on it. Her skin felt so smooth and warm beneath his cold, pale lips. A few of the seventh year guys stared at Katrina with loathing in their eyes. Tom scowled at them and they quickly looked away.
"Shall we dance?" he asked her.
Katrina and Tom stepped onto the dance floor. Surrounding couples eyed them and whispered as Tom wrapped one arm around Katrina's waste and held her other hand. The soft, romantic music seemed so distant. Katrina closed her eyes and let it sink in. Tom smelt like something she had come to love, powerful, yet caring. They danced on and on, ignoring the fact that everyone was starting to leave as the dance was ending. After the last dance, Tom led Katrina to a corner of the hall.
"Katrina, I must tell you that tonight is my last night here." he said.
Katrina blinked her eyes and shook her head.
"No, don't say that. You can't leave." she said.
Tom took her hands in his.
"I must carry out my plans. I have already done things that I cannot take back. My journey has just begun." he said softly. "But I want you to join me, but not until you have graduated."
Katrina's eyes began to fill with tears.
"Of course I'll join you. Never have I felt as loved and safe. You have helped me overcome things I thought could never be done." she said. "I love you Tom Riddle."
Tears began to streak down Katrina's cheeks. Tom wiped them away and reached into his robe pocket. He pulled out a tiny, black velvet box and got down on one knee.
"Katrina Anne Smith, please say you will be mine forever. Please say you'll never leave my side, not matter what perils we may face. Will you marry me?" said Tom as he opened the box.
Inside, nestled between the soft velvet cushions, was a golden ring encrusted with tiny diamonds, emeralds, rubies, and sapphires. On top was a large, single diamond that even in dim light glow with an intensity as bright as the stars above. Katrina's tears yet again streaked her cheeks.
"Yes, of course I will." she said.
Tom took the ring out of the box and slid it on her slender finger. He then rose up and kissed her ever so softly. He held her face in his hands and peered into those eyes he came to love.
"Soon, I will be come to get you. You only have a month before school is out. Tell me how you're doing. Send a letter with one of the owls that one of my followers give you."
He kissed her again.
"Soon." he said as he left.