-1This part Here is the prolog which will get the story into swing. The story is not about Harry but he will be making guest appearances later in the story. This tail is about someone unknown to the books and if you're a Slytherin this story is made for you. it's a bit long so bare with me…….
Prolog……50 years earlier
"Oh Tom…" Dark shimmering giggles echoed off solid stone walls of the Great Hall surrounding the young couple. "No, someone might see us…." now genteel sweet whispers.
In the shadows lingered a pair of after-hour Slytherins. The coy and enchanting Rose Espeansa De Guevara accompanied by none other than Hogwart's most prestigious Slytherin prefect, Tom Marvolo Riddle. By day and by night they wished nothing else but each other. Her hair and eyes were as night with every star visible to light.
But their love could never be for Tom was nothing more than an orphan mugg-blood while Rose was as rare and beautiful as the love they shared. She was of the Family De Guevara. One of the world's last Full Pure blood families still in existence as of 8000 years back and of her tree she was the only daughter born to the family in 400 years. Because of her blood, she contained powers of ancient times. The time were witches and wizards alike didn't need wands or spells to tap into their magic. Just with the heart desire and it was done. Power so Devine and exquisite ,her hand could not touch a wand or it would burn.
In the dark they still tempted fate for their love.
"Than let's go somewhere ,where no one will ever find us.." Tom's smooth whisper tickled Rose's ear.
He led her down the Great Hall to the west wing.
They stood just outside a girl's lavatory. "Tom you can't go in there. it's the GIRL'S lavatory." Rose snickered
Tom held out his hand "I want to show you something. Something I would show no other."
She took his hand and together they entered the room. He led her down to the very last sink at the very end. "Tom, What are you doing?" Rose whispered in Concern.
"Shhhhhh," Tom placed his index finger over Her lips "just watch….". He turned to the sink and felt around. After a second of silence Tom's finger found what it was in search of. His face twisted into a Deviant sly smirk.
"What ?'' Rose tipped her head in confusion. Tom to her and smiled so endearingly he would never forget the look of her eyes and the most amazing black that made them.
In a deep breathe he exhaled a harsh, low hiss.
And from the ground the sink sank into the floor. It parted to reveal a deep dark hole. From it exulted a rumbling murmur.
As Rose watched her eyes sparkled with amazement. "What? Is this…"She drew closer to the edge of the black hole, Tom followed sliding his hands under her arms to embrace her waist. She giggled to his touch. "Is this what I think is it? ARE…. Are you …the heir of Slytherin?" Rose gasped "you can't be…"Her Spanish accent slid. "you're a…..a…a mugg-blood."
"believe it.." Tom's lips curled feathery skimming the rims of Rose's ear lob. They leaned into the hole almost falling but not. Rose turned in his arms placing her right arm on his back and the other over his prefect badge tracing the outline. He leaned in for a kiss and whispered to her lips, "That's where you are wrong, love." His lips gingerly pecked hers. "I am every bit of his blood by a gift of my mother, before she died giving birth to me.'' He could not stop looking at her eyes.
In just a step They both fell into darkness. They fell together for what felt like forever before hitting dusty solid ground.
They were on their knees laughing.
"Tell me, Tom…"Rose giggled.
Tom took her in his arms "Tell you what, my love?"
"why I love you so much…"
Tom smiled as he helped her off the ground.
"You can not deny fate.." He pulled her body to him.
They walked on till they reached a large locked door guarded by two serpents. Tom hissed again and they parted. At the end of the tunnel there was a dim light. When they entered the grand hall a sweet romantic blanket scene was set. Above them was a tall stone statue of the dark gleaming Sathizar Slytherin himself starring down at the couple. Rose was left aghast.
Tom hugged her from behind, his breathe crept down Roses exposed neck and made her shiver. "Tom…" She moaned. He warm caramel skin crawled in delight. "You know while you grow old and gray, I will stay unchanged as my blood cursed me to."
"So you're saying is forever may not be long enough for our love? This world is never enough, Rose but we could make it. Rid the earth of those filthy muggles and if you wish it hard enough it is done." His lips crept to her shoulder pulling back the shirt collar as he went.
"you Have no idea……" Rose traced Tom's arms tenderly over with her fingertips till his pale skin roughed of goose bumps. "Rose, you are the only woman I will ever love….." He whispered into her neck.
Rose moaned. "but what of those "filthy" muggles?"
They sank to the blanket underneath. She held his arms as she turned her head to take his lips. Rose's heat exited Tom overwhelmingly as she turned and drifted down to his neck than undoing his shirt kissing the bare flesh. She peeled off his shirt leaving him bare.
"Yeeeeehhhhssss…"he hissed "they shall suffer."
"And a name….?" Rose barely gasped "what shall be the name of the most feared powerful wizard ever…..?'' Rose's hands covered every part of Tom's quivering flesh. Rose traced the outline of Tom's nipple so lightly that all he could do to answer was moan and clutch a handful of blanket.
"Lord Voldamort….."Rose gasped hotly in Tom's ear. Tom's hand drifted to her behind and pulled her closer to him. As Rose slid up Tom's legs She left a burning tingle over his chest. Tom flipped Rose's shirt over her head.
Every touch screamed him closer to bursting in ecstasy. Tom deeply groaned in torment and extreme desire. In passionate heat Rose whispered to Tom's heart. "I love you….."
When Life seemed to not get any sweeter for Tom a tragedy happened. Rose's brother had caught them holding hands one night after dinner and the next day she was gone. Her father had pulled her from the school. He waited in the great hall for her when as short handsome silvery blond haired boy joined Tom in the wait. "Who are you waiting for?" he asked.
"Lucius….." Tom said flatly
"Yes,"
"Don't ask stupid questions."
"Yes, my lord. But you do know Rose is no longer in the school." Tom lifted an eyebrow to the new information he could have done with a few seconds ago.
"What! Why, what happened?" he grabbed the blond boy by the collar.
"Her father came this morning and took her." Tom released Lucius. Tom stormed into the Great Hall and plopped onto the Slytherin table looking as though he were going to explode.
The post had come and an owl dropped a letter and it landed in front of Tom signed from Rose!
It read:
My beloved Lord Voldamort ,
Somehow my father found out about us. He took me from the school as soon as he heard. But do not loose hope I have good news and even better news. I am pregnant, my family wants me to "get rid" of it but I will not. I will birth this child in honor of you. I will raise him and love him with every last ounce of my heart. I will write you everyday and keep you informed. But now the bad news. My father has forbid me from ever seeing you or even going back to Hogwarts ever again. I will see you again if not in this life than through the eyes of our child. I love you , my Lord Voldamort.
Love now and forever,
Rose Espeansa De Guevara
In a solid glass sound Tom dropped the letter and in that his heart broke in two. But all he could say in drowning tears "Lucius, From this day fourth I am Lord Voldamort……"
NINE MONTHS LATER…….
Around the school attacks on Mug-Bloods have increased. On top of Tom's sorrow and hatred he no longer saw friend from foe. He had grown cold and hard. Rose's letters came as promised but she fell ill and her sickness worsened every day that passed. In her last letter she spoke of their child having the blood of a king and will rule on high in his father's kingdom.
IN the morning post hour he anticipated her letter but instead only received the Daily Prophit(May 25th edition). The Front page left him in tears. The headline read:
Family De Guevara suffers tragic loss……
Only Daughter in last 400 years dies today.
There in the picture stood Rose's family crying over her as she lay motionless in a bed. He through the paper in the air and blasted it. Than he left running ….
His feet led him to the chamber and in a solid flat tone he summoned his serpent servant. But in a few stalls down he heard a voice crying. His servant slithered from the hole and Tom commanded it to take care of the intruder. A small mugg-blood in black glasses opened the stall door and fell to the floor dead……
That night he did not come down for dinner but at his window an owl tapped at the glass in its beak a letter. He rushed from his bed to take the letter.
It was Signed Francisco Marti' Conde De Guevara,
Rose's father. And this is what it read:
To Whom It May Concern,
I know you are the father of this mugg-blood basterd.
I have disposed of it. I will kill you for taking my daughter from me. The moment you are no longer under the protection of Your headmaster I will crush you….
El Conde De Guevara
wow that's a long prolog well if your still interested I will write Anthony's story
But I need at least 5 request for it. Anthony in the lost son of His Lord Voldamort.
IN the story he wil be 49 but look only 15-16.Its part of his blood.