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I plan on making this really angsty. Sorry this chapter is still short but this is just to build background. I'm going to make the other chapters longer for sure.
Tom Marvolo Riddle had it all.
From orphan to wealthy politician, Tom prided himself to be nearly perfect. He was handsome (even if he was the spitting image of his worthless and filthy Muggle Father), wealthy, powerful and intelligent. Everything he had strived to be ever since he was a small child.
Even the votes for him to be Minister were in his favor!
But as he sat near the exuberant fireplace, with the flames providing the only light within the darkened parlor room, Tom could not help but feel like everything was... worthless.
And Lonely.
That was something he would've never thought.
Tom gazed absentmindedly into the red flames, perhaps unconsciously hoping it may give him some hints on Harry's whereabouts. It had been nine months since he last saw his ex-lover, almost a year. It was almost as if Harry had vanished into thin air. Tom had sent people discreetly to check all over the British Isles in both the Muggle and Wizarding World in hopes of finding a single clue.
Unfortunately, no such luck.
Even Harry's bloody friends Granger and Weasley would not and could not tell him where Harry had gone. At first, he thought Harry was hiding under the Fidelius Charm but it seemed that his friends had sworn an Unbreakable Vow to never divulge his whereabouts. Those two were fiercely lowly to Harry. He would've broken into their minds, but they never looked him in the eyes.
He had even tried summoning Harry's house elf Kreacher, but the creature never answered his call.
Tom clutched the glass of firewhiskey tightly, turning his knuckles white. The fire crackled loudly inside the dark and quiet room and somehow the fond memories of Tom and Harry's time together played out within the flames. Perhaps it was all the alcohol he had been consuming since dinner that was making him hallucinate.
Tom continued to drink and brood.
When had things gone wrong for them? Perhaps they had been doomed from the start.
At Hogwarts, they had had passion and conversation was never dull between them, full of wit and banter, heated discussions and a few lover's quarrel but it had been exhilarating. It made Tom feel like he was on top of the world when Harry was by his side.
They had vowed to always be together.
How Naïve, Tom thought bitterly, taking another large gulp of his drink.
Then they graduated. They both went straight into the Ministry, Tom into politics and Harry the Auror Corps. But as their schedules got more hectic, their time spent time together became less and less. Tom was - is - ambitious. He had plans that were finally coming into fruition, things that needed his time and energy.
Then spending time with Harry became a chore.
Fights between them occurred more often than not and more then once, Tom had to restrain himself from cursing Harry until he begged for mercy.
In broad daylight, he was Tom Riddle, a half-blood politician that supported Pureblood traditions and thought that Muggle-Borns needed to adapt to their culture or be banned from the Wizarding World forever. And in the shadows, he was Lord Voldemort, a Dark Lord who dealt in shady business and murders to rid of his opposition in the political arena.
It was time consuming and a precarious balance to keep his two personas separate from all but a chosen few.
And Harry had not been one of them.
Tom finished his drink and left the dark parlor room with its dying embers to head towards their - his - bedroom. The room seemed to be have expanded greatly without Harry. Not even his affair could make it better.
When he had finally come home, after three days of doing other important things for the Ministry and his second persona, Tom had found the Gaunt Ring sitting all alone on his bed side dresser. Not believing what he was seeing, he checked the closet and bathroom to see if all of Harry's things were gone.
He had stared at the empty closet for a few minutes, not believing what he was seeing.
But as the image did not change, it became clear to see that Harry had voluntarily left.
At first he thought, good riddance. Harry was just holding him back from his goals.
The first few months were great. He didn't have to worry about Harry's nagging about his policies, his associates or why he was never home.
During one of their most recent and severe fights, Tom had said, 'Because I don't want to see you anymore! You're just an annoyance!'
He had meant those harsh words.
Then the emptiness began to slowly creep up on him. He had tried to abolish It by working later, sleeping with his new lover and a few other conquests, but he only grew more frustrated the longer it stayed and grew.
On days he was home, the Manor felt much too large and empty without Harry. Often he thought he would heard his former lover's voice or laugh within the halls until he realized it was just his imagination.
And now Harry was gone from his life.
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