A Riddle Tale
A/N~ yeah, like I said at the end of the last chapter, those will be
the last tears shed for a while. Now Tom is just gonna try and pick up
the shards of his life. I'm hoping I can think of a good plot soon and
oh I think I just got it! Yeah please R/R and I'll love you forever!
:)
Disclaimer: I own only the plot.
Last chapter:
'You're right Nott, this song is perfect for the love of my life,' Tom whispered when it ended. One thing he had learnt through this chapter is that people cry when they are upset – when he and Bella were arguing, when they are joyous and happy – when he saw Louise again, and when you truly appreciate something – when he heard that beautiful song.
'For the love of Christ Tom, it's just a song!' Avery said exasperated.
'I know, it is a beautiful song, and I am shedding tears because I appreciate it!' Tom sobbed. Avery sighed; he'd never understand his master!
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Chapter Three: Old friends
'Right, have you lot had breakfast yet?' Tom asked the Death Eaters.
'Are you joking? We're starving, only just got up!' Barty exclaimed.
'Right, Bella and I, are going to make pancakes. You all want some I presume,' All the Death Eaters nodded. Soon the pancake batter had begun to take form.
'Tom, are you sure you were meant to put SALT in your mixture?' Bella asked uncertainly. Tom stared at her in utter disbelief.
'No wonder your pancakes are not up to scratch!'
'There's no need for that, just because you make the mistake that makes YOUR pancakes taste terrible!' Bella retorted. Tom glared at her but did not comment. Finally all the pancakes were ready.
'Nott, that song was really something! You can have a big pancake. Barty, yours is small because of two things; one, you called me "Tommy", two, suggesting Bella and I were making up in an inappropriate manner last night!'
'You encouraged it, and anyway you're hardly innocent, how else would you have a kid!' a furious Barty answered back.
' Three, you answered back, four, you spoke ill mannered of me! Moving on, Avery, you kept to yourself like a good boy so you can have a big pancake too. Macnair, you kept wolf whistling, BUT it was a good whistle and it is more fun if Bartemius is the only one with a small pancake! Lucius, Antonin, Rodolphus and Bella, I'm sure you'll enjoy this one, I put lot's of sugar and lemon on – I know you have a sweet tooth,'
'As do you Tom. I put lot's of syrup on yours, I hope you like it!' Tom looked down at the plate that he had been given and saw a generous amount of syrup on his pancake. He cut a small bit off and tried it.
'Ugh, Bella, I did tell you that you went wrong without salt!'
'Well Tom, yours tastes like chips! That is the foulest thing I have ever tasted in my life!'
'No way Bella, Tom's pancakes are well nice!' Macnair commented.
'You just want to get on the good side of me! and since when have I let you call me Tom?' Tom replied.
'Hey I'm sticking up with you! You let Bellatrix call you Tom!'
'I can stick up for myself thank you very much, Bella is a special case – she is dangerous – well she is in the morning anyway!' Bella got up and slapped him round the face. The Death Eaters gasped. ' Hey Bella, I don't go around hitting you!' he exclaimed rubbing his cheek. Bella laughed softly. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.
'Tom, I'm suffocating!' Bella gasped.
Tom laughed evilly, in her ear, 'That is the general concept!' All the same he let go of her and pushed her lightly towards the door. 'Will you go get Amber for me? She loves pancakes!'
Bella nodded, ' Don't push me again and I will,'
'Okay,' He replied and hugged her again – but softly this time. 'Sorry!'
'No problem!' she retorted. She grabbed his hand and they walked off together talking.
'NOW do you think it's an act? Barty asked his companions.
'Them being all "I'm-in-love-with-the-other" is a complete fake! They were probably just trying to scare the crap outta us – and it worked. I'm shaking something drastic here!' Macnair replied. 'Hey Rodolphus, you haven't said anything!'
'What am I suppose to say?' he asked hoarsely – he had been drinking fire whisky a lot since Bella and his split up. 'I'm happy for them! She chose the best! Much better than...' He had fallen asleep.
'Poor guy!'
'Yeah he WOULD have taken it personally!'
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'Tom, why are we so heartless?'
'How do you mean? He asked.
'Didn't you see Rodolphus' face?'
'I forgot about him, in all honestly, I forgot he was there!' Lord Voldemort laughed harshly. Bella knew that he wasn't Tom so she shook her head and ignored what he had said. 'Wake up Amber. Bella and I have made you some pancakes!'
'Yay, I'm up, I'm up!' Tom laughed at her enthusiastic self but Bella stared at her, amazed that someone could be so active in the morning. She ran to catch up with her niece who was halfway down the stairs. Tom sighed. Sure leave me to do all the chores! He thought bitterly. He made Amber's bed and drew her curtains. Bright sun light filtered in. It was a glorious day! He would probably go out later. 'Daddy, aunt Bella's pancakes are horrible, come make me some proper ones!' Yeah, that was definitely his child! He thought proudly, smiling at her rudeness. He walked down the stairs to make Amber some of his pancakes.
'Your daughter is so stubborn Tom!' Bella whispered in his ear.
He laughed and replied, ' I did tell you your pancakes are disgusting!'
'No. She just doesn't like syrup!' Bellatrix retorted triumphantly. She pointed to the table where Amber was eating some fresh pancakes with sugar on. Bella stuck her tongue out at him.
'Yeah, that's real mature!' Tom laughed.
'Master, I have to go to er – the dentists,' Rodolphus muttered, bowing ridiculously low. Bella shrieked with her mad laughter that she usually reserved for very idiotic people. Tom knew Rodolphus was lying but he also knew every second of being in the same room as Bellatrix was causing him so much pain. But Tom knew he deserved this pain as he brought it on himself. Lord Voldemort started to shake his head but Tom fought it and nodded quickly before Voldemort could fight back. Rodolphus noticed this and smiled gratefully before jogging away to the front door. Tom felt a small tugging on his robe hem and looked down to see his daughter smiling up at him. He scooped her up into his arms and rocked her like a baby.
'Daddy will you take me to the park?' she asked. He knew she was after something. He sighed. 'I wish I could but I have to go out,'
'No you don't, you always have an excuse and it's usually "I'm busy" or "I have to go somewhere". Have you even taken me anywhere!'
Tom was taken aback. Voldemort on the other hand enjoyed seeing the child's pained face. He hated being two people at once! So just to annoy Voldemort he replied, 'You're right, I never take you out, why don't you get dressed and Barty and I will take you,' Amber smiled and ran upstairs.
'Dammit! You do realise we'll have to wear Muggle clothes?' Barty exclaimed.
' S'pose,' Tom shrugged. He waved his wand and he was suddenly wearing jeans and a T-shirt. He looked down. 'God no!' He waved his wand again and his was wearing a suit. ' To official!' He tried again and he was wearing black trousers and a light blue shirt that was not tucked in. Barty nodded in his approval and got ready himself. First he was wearing a bright pink bathing suit which caused Tom to choke on the coffee he was drinking at that point. Amber came down wearing a dainty pale pink dress so Tom made her go change into some leggings and a top. Barty couldn't get the hang of the spell, which would allow him only to wear different swimming wear and underwear. Amber and Tom were in hysterics. Finally, sick of Amber's whining, Tom did the spell himself making Barty wear and Calvin Klein shirt and some black jeans. They couldn't appreciate the shirt properly because they didn't know it was designer (Well it's hardly that great anyway). They walked outside and Tom swallowed all the fears that he had about something going wrong and happening to Amber. He knew he had to let her go sometime and besides, he was going to be with her throughout the little adventure. He made sure the door was locked properly before turning to take his child's hand.
'Er Tom, I don't mean to sound rude but as nice as your eyes are, I don't think the muggles will accept them like we do!'
'Right, what colour, brown I think,' Barty nodded so Tom flicked his wand and his eyes turned brown. They walked on with Amber in the middle holding the two men's hands. Soon they reached the overly crowded park. It was just green land with swings, slides, seesaws, round-abouts and other kiddie toys. A child's heaven! Sure enough, everywhere you looked, was a child and most were screaming or shouting. Tom rolled his eyes and groaned. Just what he needed; a day with brats running around beneath his feet.
'Daddy, will you push me on the swings?'
Why not, I have nothing better to do!' He answered.
'Actually, I think I saw some pretty single mum's over there,' Barty retorted. Tom glared daggers at the man with straw-coloured hair. Barty did not care, he walked off to start chatting some of the women up. Tom thought it was so disgusting that Barty could even think of dating a muggle. He allowed himself to be dragged away by his daughter, to the swings. He lifted her up and made her hold on extra tight to the chains. He was really protective of his daughter, so he only pushed lightly so she wouldn't fall off. She was shouting for him to make her go higher so eventually he gave in and pushed her so high she claimed she had "butterflies" in her stomach. After the swings she slid down the side and he was waiting for her at the bottom to catch her in his arms. And then she wanted to go on the seesaw. 'Please go on with me Daddy! I can't go on by myself!' she whined. He hated it when she moaned like that, it was so irritating so he put her on the lower seat and he somehow managed to climb up on the higher one. It immediately sank down, but because she was so light, she stayed at the top. Voldemort wanted to get off and leave her there but Tom got off and put his hands on the seat so Amber wouldn't sink down quickly. Slowly he let his hands go so she fell down. He put his hands back on so she shot up again. He did this a few times then he got bored. He made her jump on his back so he was giving her a piggyback. He looked around and saw Barty, still chatting up the same woman. Tom had to spoil his fun; they had to go and get a drink or something – he was dying of dehydration!
'Barty, come on!'
'Where are we going?' he asked.
'Away. To get an ice cream or something. You can just stay here if you want – find your own way home! Did you know he's gay? Yeah him and a guy called Lucius!'
'Hey Tom, Lucius ain't gonna like that one! Why you picking on me anyway? I can find my own way back,'
'I don't think you can, you know as well as I do that you have useless of direction, you don't even know how to read a map the right way up! But if you really want to...' Tom turned away towards the gate.
'I do want to!' Barty shouted. 'See you later Tom!' Tom walked away into the shop opposite the park.
'Is it true you're gay ?' The woman asked.
'Nah, Tom just said that to get at me,'
'Why would he want to do that Barty ?'
'Because Sarah, I called him Tommy earlier, and I answered him back rather rudely. Hey do you wanna come back with me ?'
'Sure!'
'Come on, let's go back now,' Barty took her arm and lead her out of the park (She was only there because she liked watching the children, not because she had any). They finally came back to the big house and Barty knocked on the door : knock, knock-knock, knock, knock, knock. 'It's our secret knock, so no one unwanted gets in,' Bellatrix answered the door.
'Where's Tom ?' she asked. She had red eyes like she had been crying.
'They went to get ice cream,' Barty told her. 'This is Sarah, Bellatrix,'
'Nice to meet you !' Both women said politly. In a undertone Bellatrix told Barty, 'I don't think the master will be very happy to have her here,' Barty shrugged. He led Sarah inside.
'You know that man, Tom ? I recognize him, I'm sure I saw him once, a while ago...'
'Bella, we're back, Barty might not be back for a while yet, he wanted to stay at the park, said he'd make his own way back !'
'Yes, he's back now. He brought along a pretty woman called Sarah,' They heard Tom walk upstairs.
'So you can get back by yourself, I must say, I'm... Sarah ?'
'Tom, I knew it , Tom Riddle !' Barty looked shocked so Sarah explained, ' When I lived in Russia I was Tom's next door neighbour. We were good friends weren't we !'
'I haven't seen you since... the last time I saw you, you were in hysterics !'
'It was a sad day, you were pretty sad yourself . where's Amber ?'
A girl jumped off Tom's back and cried, 'Here I am!'
A/N~ I am sorry I haven't updated but my computer broke and then we got it fixed and the internet wasn't working ! You may wonder what I'm doing, I'm going to go up to chapter 5 on this and then I'll do chapter 6 on fight for love, then 6 on this then 7 on that ect. Lots of Love StarryLibra x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
A/N~ yeah, like I said at the end of the last chapter, those will be
the last tears shed for a while. Now Tom is just gonna try and pick up
the shards of his life. I'm hoping I can think of a good plot soon and
oh I think I just got it! Yeah please R/R and I'll love you forever!
:)
Disclaimer: I own only the plot.
Last chapter:
'You're right Nott, this song is perfect for the love of my life,' Tom whispered when it ended. One thing he had learnt through this chapter is that people cry when they are upset – when he and Bella were arguing, when they are joyous and happy – when he saw Louise again, and when you truly appreciate something – when he heard that beautiful song.
'For the love of Christ Tom, it's just a song!' Avery said exasperated.
'I know, it is a beautiful song, and I am shedding tears because I appreciate it!' Tom sobbed. Avery sighed; he'd never understand his master!
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Chapter Three: Old friends
'Right, have you lot had breakfast yet?' Tom asked the Death Eaters.
'Are you joking? We're starving, only just got up!' Barty exclaimed.
'Right, Bella and I, are going to make pancakes. You all want some I presume,' All the Death Eaters nodded. Soon the pancake batter had begun to take form.
'Tom, are you sure you were meant to put SALT in your mixture?' Bella asked uncertainly. Tom stared at her in utter disbelief.
'No wonder your pancakes are not up to scratch!'
'There's no need for that, just because you make the mistake that makes YOUR pancakes taste terrible!' Bella retorted. Tom glared at her but did not comment. Finally all the pancakes were ready.
'Nott, that song was really something! You can have a big pancake. Barty, yours is small because of two things; one, you called me "Tommy", two, suggesting Bella and I were making up in an inappropriate manner last night!'
'You encouraged it, and anyway you're hardly innocent, how else would you have a kid!' a furious Barty answered back.
' Three, you answered back, four, you spoke ill mannered of me! Moving on, Avery, you kept to yourself like a good boy so you can have a big pancake too. Macnair, you kept wolf whistling, BUT it was a good whistle and it is more fun if Bartemius is the only one with a small pancake! Lucius, Antonin, Rodolphus and Bella, I'm sure you'll enjoy this one, I put lot's of sugar and lemon on – I know you have a sweet tooth,'
'As do you Tom. I put lot's of syrup on yours, I hope you like it!' Tom looked down at the plate that he had been given and saw a generous amount of syrup on his pancake. He cut a small bit off and tried it.
'Ugh, Bella, I did tell you that you went wrong without salt!'
'Well Tom, yours tastes like chips! That is the foulest thing I have ever tasted in my life!'
'No way Bella, Tom's pancakes are well nice!' Macnair commented.
'You just want to get on the good side of me! and since when have I let you call me Tom?' Tom replied.
'Hey I'm sticking up with you! You let Bellatrix call you Tom!'
'I can stick up for myself thank you very much, Bella is a special case – she is dangerous – well she is in the morning anyway!' Bella got up and slapped him round the face. The Death Eaters gasped. ' Hey Bella, I don't go around hitting you!' he exclaimed rubbing his cheek. Bella laughed softly. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.
'Tom, I'm suffocating!' Bella gasped.
Tom laughed evilly, in her ear, 'That is the general concept!' All the same he let go of her and pushed her lightly towards the door. 'Will you go get Amber for me? She loves pancakes!'
Bella nodded, ' Don't push me again and I will,'
'Okay,' He replied and hugged her again – but softly this time. 'Sorry!'
'No problem!' she retorted. She grabbed his hand and they walked off together talking.
'NOW do you think it's an act? Barty asked his companions.
'Them being all "I'm-in-love-with-the-other" is a complete fake! They were probably just trying to scare the crap outta us – and it worked. I'm shaking something drastic here!' Macnair replied. 'Hey Rodolphus, you haven't said anything!'
'What am I suppose to say?' he asked hoarsely – he had been drinking fire whisky a lot since Bella and his split up. 'I'm happy for them! She chose the best! Much better than...' He had fallen asleep.
'Poor guy!'
'Yeah he WOULD have taken it personally!'
* * *
'Tom, why are we so heartless?'
'How do you mean? He asked.
'Didn't you see Rodolphus' face?'
'I forgot about him, in all honestly, I forgot he was there!' Lord Voldemort laughed harshly. Bella knew that he wasn't Tom so she shook her head and ignored what he had said. 'Wake up Amber. Bella and I have made you some pancakes!'
'Yay, I'm up, I'm up!' Tom laughed at her enthusiastic self but Bella stared at her, amazed that someone could be so active in the morning. She ran to catch up with her niece who was halfway down the stairs. Tom sighed. Sure leave me to do all the chores! He thought bitterly. He made Amber's bed and drew her curtains. Bright sun light filtered in. It was a glorious day! He would probably go out later. 'Daddy, aunt Bella's pancakes are horrible, come make me some proper ones!' Yeah, that was definitely his child! He thought proudly, smiling at her rudeness. He walked down the stairs to make Amber some of his pancakes.
'Your daughter is so stubborn Tom!' Bella whispered in his ear.
He laughed and replied, ' I did tell you your pancakes are disgusting!'
'No. She just doesn't like syrup!' Bellatrix retorted triumphantly. She pointed to the table where Amber was eating some fresh pancakes with sugar on. Bella stuck her tongue out at him.
'Yeah, that's real mature!' Tom laughed.
'Master, I have to go to er – the dentists,' Rodolphus muttered, bowing ridiculously low. Bella shrieked with her mad laughter that she usually reserved for very idiotic people. Tom knew Rodolphus was lying but he also knew every second of being in the same room as Bellatrix was causing him so much pain. But Tom knew he deserved this pain as he brought it on himself. Lord Voldemort started to shake his head but Tom fought it and nodded quickly before Voldemort could fight back. Rodolphus noticed this and smiled gratefully before jogging away to the front door. Tom felt a small tugging on his robe hem and looked down to see his daughter smiling up at him. He scooped her up into his arms and rocked her like a baby.
'Daddy will you take me to the park?' she asked. He knew she was after something. He sighed. 'I wish I could but I have to go out,'
'No you don't, you always have an excuse and it's usually "I'm busy" or "I have to go somewhere". Have you even taken me anywhere!'
Tom was taken aback. Voldemort on the other hand enjoyed seeing the child's pained face. He hated being two people at once! So just to annoy Voldemort he replied, 'You're right, I never take you out, why don't you get dressed and Barty and I will take you,' Amber smiled and ran upstairs.
'Dammit! You do realise we'll have to wear Muggle clothes?' Barty exclaimed.
' S'pose,' Tom shrugged. He waved his wand and he was suddenly wearing jeans and a T-shirt. He looked down. 'God no!' He waved his wand again and his was wearing a suit. ' To official!' He tried again and he was wearing black trousers and a light blue shirt that was not tucked in. Barty nodded in his approval and got ready himself. First he was wearing a bright pink bathing suit which caused Tom to choke on the coffee he was drinking at that point. Amber came down wearing a dainty pale pink dress so Tom made her go change into some leggings and a top. Barty couldn't get the hang of the spell, which would allow him only to wear different swimming wear and underwear. Amber and Tom were in hysterics. Finally, sick of Amber's whining, Tom did the spell himself making Barty wear and Calvin Klein shirt and some black jeans. They couldn't appreciate the shirt properly because they didn't know it was designer (Well it's hardly that great anyway). They walked outside and Tom swallowed all the fears that he had about something going wrong and happening to Amber. He knew he had to let her go sometime and besides, he was going to be with her throughout the little adventure. He made sure the door was locked properly before turning to take his child's hand.
'Er Tom, I don't mean to sound rude but as nice as your eyes are, I don't think the muggles will accept them like we do!'
'Right, what colour, brown I think,' Barty nodded so Tom flicked his wand and his eyes turned brown. They walked on with Amber in the middle holding the two men's hands. Soon they reached the overly crowded park. It was just green land with swings, slides, seesaws, round-abouts and other kiddie toys. A child's heaven! Sure enough, everywhere you looked, was a child and most were screaming or shouting. Tom rolled his eyes and groaned. Just what he needed; a day with brats running around beneath his feet.
'Daddy, will you push me on the swings?'
Why not, I have nothing better to do!' He answered.
'Actually, I think I saw some pretty single mum's over there,' Barty retorted. Tom glared daggers at the man with straw-coloured hair. Barty did not care, he walked off to start chatting some of the women up. Tom thought it was so disgusting that Barty could even think of dating a muggle. He allowed himself to be dragged away by his daughter, to the swings. He lifted her up and made her hold on extra tight to the chains. He was really protective of his daughter, so he only pushed lightly so she wouldn't fall off. She was shouting for him to make her go higher so eventually he gave in and pushed her so high she claimed she had "butterflies" in her stomach. After the swings she slid down the side and he was waiting for her at the bottom to catch her in his arms. And then she wanted to go on the seesaw. 'Please go on with me Daddy! I can't go on by myself!' she whined. He hated it when she moaned like that, it was so irritating so he put her on the lower seat and he somehow managed to climb up on the higher one. It immediately sank down, but because she was so light, she stayed at the top. Voldemort wanted to get off and leave her there but Tom got off and put his hands on the seat so Amber wouldn't sink down quickly. Slowly he let his hands go so she fell down. He put his hands back on so she shot up again. He did this a few times then he got bored. He made her jump on his back so he was giving her a piggyback. He looked around and saw Barty, still chatting up the same woman. Tom had to spoil his fun; they had to go and get a drink or something – he was dying of dehydration!
'Barty, come on!'
'Where are we going?' he asked.
'Away. To get an ice cream or something. You can just stay here if you want – find your own way home! Did you know he's gay? Yeah him and a guy called Lucius!'
'Hey Tom, Lucius ain't gonna like that one! Why you picking on me anyway? I can find my own way back,'
'I don't think you can, you know as well as I do that you have useless of direction, you don't even know how to read a map the right way up! But if you really want to...' Tom turned away towards the gate.
'I do want to!' Barty shouted. 'See you later Tom!' Tom walked away into the shop opposite the park.
'Is it true you're gay ?' The woman asked.
'Nah, Tom just said that to get at me,'
'Why would he want to do that Barty ?'
'Because Sarah, I called him Tommy earlier, and I answered him back rather rudely. Hey do you wanna come back with me ?'
'Sure!'
'Come on, let's go back now,' Barty took her arm and lead her out of the park (She was only there because she liked watching the children, not because she had any). They finally came back to the big house and Barty knocked on the door : knock, knock-knock, knock, knock, knock. 'It's our secret knock, so no one unwanted gets in,' Bellatrix answered the door.
'Where's Tom ?' she asked. She had red eyes like she had been crying.
'They went to get ice cream,' Barty told her. 'This is Sarah, Bellatrix,'
'Nice to meet you !' Both women said politly. In a undertone Bellatrix told Barty, 'I don't think the master will be very happy to have her here,' Barty shrugged. He led Sarah inside.
'You know that man, Tom ? I recognize him, I'm sure I saw him once, a while ago...'
'Bella, we're back, Barty might not be back for a while yet, he wanted to stay at the park, said he'd make his own way back !'
'Yes, he's back now. He brought along a pretty woman called Sarah,' They heard Tom walk upstairs.
'So you can get back by yourself, I must say, I'm... Sarah ?'
'Tom, I knew it , Tom Riddle !' Barty looked shocked so Sarah explained, ' When I lived in Russia I was Tom's next door neighbour. We were good friends weren't we !'
'I haven't seen you since... the last time I saw you, you were in hysterics !'
'It was a sad day, you were pretty sad yourself . where's Amber ?'
A girl jumped off Tom's back and cried, 'Here I am!'
A/N~ I am sorry I haven't updated but my computer broke and then we got it fixed and the internet wasn't working ! You may wonder what I'm doing, I'm going to go up to chapter 5 on this and then I'll do chapter 6 on fight for love, then 6 on this then 7 on that ect. Lots of Love StarryLibra x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x