.:Chapter 3: Plans:.
Tom Riddle sat in a old overstuffed green armchair, which was placed across from a fireplace. In his right hand he held a glass of red wine, and in his left was Ginevra Weasley's diary. At the moment, Ginevra was sleeping soundly in the canopy bed that was placed behind the armchair (there were two armchairs, with a little round end table in the middle, and the chairs sat on angles across from the large fire place).
Tom had at first been quite bored reading the girls diary, but then decided to flip to the later pages, or the more resent. He read about how she and Potter were together, and how Potter ended the relationship. Then he started to read about the girls dreams, that started up shortly after the breakup. The dreams that included, him.
Tom smirked at this.
This he could use against her. And she, he could tell, was very confused.
Tom right away started to form a plan in his head. He would just have to earn the littlest Weasley's trust once more, then. Then his plan would fall right together.
After a reading an entry in the diary from a few days before the kidnapping, Tom Stood up, placed the wine glass on the end table, and pocketed the diary. He then looked over to the wall, where a fine old grandfather clock stood. 8:25am, he read. He smirked, and walked over to the large bed, that the red haired girl was currently sleeping in. Then an idea struck him, to the right of the bed, was a set of large windows, which at the moment were covered with heavy green curtains.
He walked over to them, and pulled moved the curtains to the side, and tied them to the place on the wall, sending in the morning sunlight. At this, Ginny stirred.
Tom smirked, and walked back over to the girl, and sat on the side of the bed.
"Rise and Shine." Tom said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
At hearing him, Ginny's eyes snapped open. She brought herself up to a sitting position, and looked around madly, turning her eyes to the window, she mumbled something about burnt retina, and then turned to look at Tom, and looked as though she would scream.
Tom had figured this would happen, and placed a hand over the girls mouth, and moved her closer to him, that her back has wresting on him.
With his free hand, he stroked the girls hair.
"Now love, no need to scream. I'm hurt, you should of realized I'd be around, after my visit last night."
Tom turned his head, that he was looking down over the girls head, seeing her confused eyes.
"Awe...don't tell me you don't remember my visit...now, if I let go of your mouth, do you promise not to scream?"
The girl nodded a yes, and Tom slowly moved his hand from the girl, who in turned moved away from Tom in a panic.
"W...why did you bring me here?" She asked
"Well...It was either you or the Parkinson girl, and honestly love. The Parkinson girl looks like a pug, and no one could ever top my princess."
Ginny's eyes grew wide. "That doesn't answer my question!"
"And who said I'd give you a real answer?" Tom said, flicking an imaginary piece of lint off his robes.
The grandfather clock sounded that it was now 8:30am.
"Well, I must be off. If your hungry, just call for the house elf 'Lobby'." Tom said, getting up from the bed. "She'll also get you some clothes, and whatever else girls need."
"Where are you going?" Ginny asked
"Oh, well, since you really want to know. I must go talk to my older self." Tom said, smirking as he saw the girls eyes grow larger.
"How...?"
"Magic is a wonderful thing. You truly thought me gone." Tom said, his back now to the girl, as he walked away."But magic is a doorway to many things, and the right potion, incantation, and strength of a memory in this case, could make many things happen, and in this case, it worked well for me. Well, I must be on my way. Bath room is the door to the right of the fireplace. Remember, call Lobby, if you get hungry."
And with that Tom left Ginny sitting on the bed, confused, annoyed, and scared.
Tom walked down a flight of stairs that wasn't to far from the room he had just been in. He was on his way to the library, where Lord Voldemort sat waiting for him.
Since Tom's revival from the diary...ahem...journal. Tom basically tried to stay away from his older self, as it bothered him greatly to see what would become of him.
Though from his older self, he learned what not to do to his own self.
Tom made it to the 4th floor landing, and turned down yet another staircase. Within the large castle, that was officially deatheater base, there where about 8 floors, not counting towers.
The library was on the third floor, and dining was on the 1st and a smaller dining area was on the 8th.
Tom now was on the third floor landing, walking past large windows, and a house elf or two cleaning. His destination was at the end of the hall, to the left.
He quickened his pace, and stood before the doors.
They opened magically, and Tom walked in.
Sitting by one of the castles many grand fireplaces, was Lord Voldemort..
"Tom. Nice of you to finally join me, I expected you about half an hour ago." The dark lord drawled.
"Sorry." Tom muttered, rolling his eyes "Why is it you wanted to see me?" The teen asked, walking to the other chair by the fireplace.
"Oh yes. That." The Dark Lord said. "The charms I have set, are telling me that there is an unmarked intruder in the castle."
Tom smirked. "I can assure you that this person is not an intruder."
"Oh?" The dark lord said, interest in his voice. "Then who is it?"
"Lets just say tomorrows issue of the prophet is going to have on its front page, a photo of the Weasley family in tears, headlines around the fact that the youngest and only daughter of the Weasley family is missing."
Voldemort looked over to Tom.
"You took the Weasley girl from her home?" Voldemort paused "What possessed you to take the daughter of a family of muggle lovers?"
Tom leaned back into the overstuffed chair, with a smug look on his face.
"Well, I took her from her home, bloody hard too, if I must add. The wards they have up, just so annoying. But all together, I guess in the end it was easy to get her and get out. Anyways, I just had to take her from the family. I've put to much of myself into her, to let Potter go near her."
"What about Potter?" Voldemort questioned
"Oh, it would appear that he broke her heart. Which I could easily use against her. With the right kind of training we could use the Weasley girl to an advantage for our side of the war." Tom said, smugly
"Yes...I have heard some of Potter's thoughts revolve around that girl." Voldemort smirked. "I guess your plan may be put into good use."
"Potter broke up with her to protect her from you...but I guess he never figured I'd be back."
"Exactly." The Dark Lord said
"And the fact that she's easy on the eyes only makes it better." Tom said, smirking
"Tom." Was all the dark lord said in annoyance, causing the teen to laugh.
Thank you for reading chapter 3!
Sorry it took a little while to update, I've had to study for regents and other dull things like that.
I hope you enjoyed this, next chapter should hopefully be out soon, you'll notice more updates for summer vacation has finally started for me!
Well, tell me what you think!
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P.S : Thank you everyone who reviewed the last chapter!
It makes me feel really good to know people like this!
Oh, Jessica! You should post your T/G, I bet many people would read it, I know I always am looking for a new T/G to read, I can say I've read all of the one's on this site, its always nice to see something new!
