For my sister who wont tell me what fanfic she wrote
Disclaimer; All of these characters belong to JK Rowling
In the manor of Little Hangleton, the Riddle family sat eating supper. Nothing was amiss. Nothing but the dark-haired young man who was noticed by none. None but Frank Bryce, who paid him no heed.
The young man, Tom Riddle Jr. went up to the house and went inside. He went to the dining room, and locked all the doors with a wave of his wand, murmuring; "collotorpus". When he turned to face his father and grandparents he was faced with looks of shock and astonishment.
Tom Riddle Sr. started to sputter but his son took no notice of him. Riddle jr. merely pointed his wand at his grandmother and murmured the words "Avada Kedavra."
The woman flopped over her plate. Dead. That was when the screaming started. But still Tom Riddle Sr. took no notice of their screams, mixed with pleas. Riddle Jr. pointed his wand at his grandfather, and once again murmured the words of "Avada Kedavra." Like his wife, he flopped over his plate dead.
The dark-haired young man turned to his father, his wand angle with his father's face, and said "Silencio." The older man's mouth continued to open but no screams came out. Riddle Jr. then spoke.
"You," he said sneering "are the muggle filth who left my mother pregnant, and alone."
He paused for a moment before continuing "you are now going to find out what happens when you defy a witch or wizard"
Pointing his wand at his father, he said loudly and cruelly "Crucio."
The muggle started screaming in agony, while his son watched laughing coldly. He then, pointing his wand at his father, who was panting from the unforgivable curse, said after removing the silencing charm, "any last words?"
Father, looked at his son and said coldly: "I do not regret it."
Those were the last words he ever spoke for his son pointing his wand at his father said once more "Avada Kedavra"
The young dark-haired man left the house and headed down the hill once more without looking back.