"What happened?" I asked Dumbledore, trying hard to breathe camly, though it felt like I was dying.
"Please sit down Mrs. Riddle." He said gravely. I sat down, my hands were shaking.
"It turns out that Voldemort was hiding on the back of our defense against the dark arts professor. He was destroyed by our student Mr. Potter." he said cautiously.
"I must ask you Mrs. Riddle, if Quirrell told you about this or if you talked to Voldemort at all" he asked me.
"Of course not, I… I had no idea. When I talked to Quirrell he didn't mention. Tom didn't even try to talk to me. He knows me too well; he knew that I would tell you. He would say I was too good for my own good." I said, letting the tears of pain run down my face as I lied.
"I'm glad he didn't show himself, it would add to my therapy bills," I muttered. "It would have been so painful to turn him in, but I would have of course."
Dumbledore patted my hand and poured me more tea.
"Our chances were ruined!" I fumed, throwing a vase into the wall.
"You knew about this?" Lucius demanded.
"Of course I did!" I yelled at him. "I wasn't allowed to tell, he didn't want the word getting out, and he didn't want to call attention to Quirrell. Of course he picked me to tell Lucius."
"Potter is going to pay for this!" Lucius growled out.
"One day he will" I said.
I threw another vase and repaired it, clutching my head. I let out a few cries, and tried to get myself together.
"Lucius will you please get Narcissa" I asked.
"But–"
"I'm asking nicely! I'm trying to get this out of my system before Draco gets home!" Lucius nodded and ran out of my quarters. A minute later Narcissa walked in and held out her arms. I walked into them and cried. She may be younger than me but for a moment I let her remind me of my mother, before she went crazy.
I cried in her arms for an hour, getting everything out of my system. After the hour I collected myself.
"Thank you, Narcissa, I really do appreciate everything you and Lucius have done for me. Keep me all these years, you're both amazing. And you're my best friend too" I said, wiping my eyes and smiling at her.
"Now Draco is coming home tomorrow and everything must be perfect for him. I need him to tell us everything about Harry potter. I want to know what he's best at. Who loves him; who hates him. Who he hangs out with; everything"
"You have a lot of nerve coming here!" Molly Weasley said, jabbing her pudgy finger at me.
Narcissa, Lucius, and I were waiting for Draco at King's Cross when Molly Weasley and her husband walked over to me.
"Please point your finger elsewhere Mrs. Weasley and please, I am a lady of class. I don't need attention by causing a scene in the middle of King's Cross." I sneered.
"You are an evil woman, I don't even know how old you are because you still look like your 18!" she hissed at me.
"I aged well, that's one thing I've gotten from my mother" I smirked, rubbing my skin.
"I see you didn't get your kindness from here." She shrieked.
""Mrs. Weasley you didn't know my mother; she is dead and let me tell you neither her nor my father had any sort of kindness in their souls. Of course I'm not blaming them for anything. Just because I wasn't spoiled by my parents like you were; my mummy didn't hold my hand or come to greet me or say farewell at kings cross. And my daddy hardly ever had time for me or my mother for that matter. But my mother taught me to sit straight and not talk too loudly. He taught me not to be rude and not to ever make a scene. She taught me to be a fit, beautiful lady, I see your mother forgot to teach you that!" I sneered.
She was shocked and waddled away in shock.
"Those Weasley, I say, so arrogant! Like that blood traitor is better than me" I scoffed.
"Breathe through it, dear. Just breathe through it." Narcissa said. I nodded and smiled as the Hogwarts Express came into the station. Draco greeted us coolly until we were back at the manor, then he jumped into his mother and fathers arms. Then my own.
"Draco," I began, sitting him down in front of a cup a tea. "Tell me everything." He went on to talk about what he learned and about his house.
"I met the love of my life in sytherin Draco. Don't believe anything those weak Hufflepuff's or stupid Gryffindor's say. I would find yourself a pretty pureblooded Sytherin or Ravenclaw girl, that's what I would do." I told him.
"Who was the love of your life?" Draco asked me. Narcissa twitched in her seat and Lucius smiled at her, rubbing her shoulders.
"It's time dear, the boy is turning twelve in a month, and he's ready to hear this." Lucius said, Narcissa nodded and said "Emily, you should do it; you are the Dark lady after all."
"The what?" Draco asked, looked back and forth between us all, looking very perplexed.
"Draco I know you know who the Dark lord was, and I know that you know that we support his ideas." I explained.
Draco nodded slowly and said "I guess, what were his beliefs again?"
"He believed that only pureblood, like all of ours, should be able to go to Hogwarts and he believed that Purebloods should run the wizarding world. He believed that the mudblood and squibs should be pushed out of the wizarding world and live with muggles; while the halfbloods would be the second class." I explained slowly.
"There's a mudblood at my school, she's friends with harry potter." He said. My ears perked up, and I smiled at the young boy.
"She's really good at magic though, but she's annoying and always studying." He said.
"Draco just because she's good at magic doesn't mean she deserves it. And she's always studying because in her mind she has to prove that she's as good as purebloods. But she's not and that only proves that deep down she believes herself to be inferior." I explained.
"I was the Dark Lady to the Dark Lord," I said. "Do you understand what that means?" I asked.
"Oh you guys were married! Whoa you were married to the Dark lord and you're my godmother, which will make Blaise really jealous, his mom love you! I never knew they were talking about you Aunt Emily"
I laughed a small laugh, "Oh yes Mrs. Zambini was always very jealous of everything the dark lord bought me. But Draco do you understand that one day the dark lord will return and we will be on top again." I said.
"And you will be just like your daddy, one of the Dark lord's second hand men." Draco's eyes widened and said "I get to be like daddy?" I nodded and the boy jumped for joy.
"Now Draco, remember you can't talk about this much, even at Hogwarts, if Dumbledore finds out, that would be bad. Only with Slytherins and think before you speak even then, because your words are most likely getting passed to their parents" I said, looking him straight in the eye.
"Now tell me all about harry Potter, Draco, it's very important." I said.
Draco told me how Potter had destroyed Quirrell and how he had snuck out tons of times and even helped the caretaker hide and then get rid of a baby dragon. How he was popular for no reason and how all the slytherins hated him.
"Thank you my dear, you've been helpful" I said, lying kiss on his temple before signing to Lucius that we needed to talk in his study.
"Lucius I don't know if we have a problem or not." I said quietly.
"I don't know whether Harry Potter is talented or just lucky. Perhaps I should pay Severus another visit, he is Draco's favorite teacher. What ever happened to Bellatrix? She must be at least 30 by now." I asked.
"Wells he got married, remember you were the VIP guest," he said, and I smiled at the memory, finally she had gotten over my Tom. "And now her and her husband are in Azkaban with life sentences." Lucius said.
"Oh. Interesting, never liked her anyway. At least she's with her love." I sighed.
" I have an idea of what the diary is, finally." He said. I looked at him in shock as he pulled it out of his shelve.
"Lucius that is supposed to be in your vault!" I hissed,
"You said I could hide it anywhere, besides I never would have figured at what it is; a Horcrux." He said excitedly. I looked at him in shock and anger.
"If he possessed a student he could take over their energy and could come make alive! I've been reading about it!" he said.
"No, no!" I said. "I'm not giving some doe eyed school girl Tom's diary! It needs to be protected!" I hissed.
"The only thing that can destroy a Horcrux is basilisk venom, and there's none of that at Hogwarts anymore." He said.
"What if she loses it!?" I demanded.
"Then it's hidden, no school girl will know it's a Horcrux. Listen I've spoken to the dark lord about this and he thinks it' an excellent idea."
"Y- You've spoken to him… how? I asked" my eyes wide.
"Through this" he said, holding up the diary. "I'll leave you two alone.
I sat at Lucius desk and opened the diary. It was blank like I knew it was. Tom had told me that a piece of his soul was in the diary but could it write back to her?
'Tom?' I wrote.
'Hello Emily' the words appeared on the page and after a moment of me gazing at them in amazement, the words disappeared.
'Oh tom it is you! Lucius told me that you could write back but I didn't believe it. Did you tell him the diary was a Horcrux?' I asked.
'Yes, I had to. I need to get the diary into Hogwarts, my dear' he wrote back.
'If you are sure, then so am I.' I wrote back.
'Good, I have to go but remember that I love you' he wrote back. Disappointment washed through me, this had been the only conversation we'd had for months.
'One more thing, does Lucius know about the other Horcruxes?' I asked.
'No' he wrote.
'Okay, goodbye my love' I wrote, before closing the diary.