"Cissy!" I called from my bed. She came running in and gasped at the sight of me.

"Oh Emily! You're sick! Oh dear I will make you some of my special soup and you shall feel better in no time!" she chirped happily as she fluffed my pillows.

I rolled my eyes at her motherly tactics. Draco was almost 14, she must be glad that she has someone to take care of.

Another wave of nausea ran through my stomach and I groaned.

"Oh dear, I will be back in 10 minutes with your soup, will you be alright?" she asked worriedly.

I waved her off and croaked "I'll be fine Cissy, I'm sick, not dying."

As she left I cursed my body for getting sick. I didn't just feel sick though, I felt odd. It must be a head cold.

Cissy came running in my room with a huge bowl of creamy of soup.

"Now this will make you tired, and it will cause you to have dreams of your memories. Not good memories…." She said nervously.

I raised my eyebrow and she said "Well I'm sure you'll be fine but last time I drank this, I dreamed of my mother's death," she shuddered. "It was awful."

For a minute I wanted to reject the soup but then another wave of nausea came over me and I reached for it.

"I'm sure I'll be fine Cissy, don't worry" I said as I ate. The more I ate the sleeper I got. I put the soup down and rolled over. Cissy turned off the light and whispered "I'll be in the next room" and then I was asleep.

I walked down the halls, cursing Danny over and over. How could he try and pressure me into sex, he knew I wasn't ready.

'How could he call me a whore? He knows I never did it with…Tom. Ugh I should just break up with him; I knew I wasn't ready for another boyfriend.' I thought, as a few stray tears fell down my face. I tried to stop them; I refused to cry over Tom Riddle anymore.

I jumped as I heard a noise behind me. I wiped out my wand and turned around; cautiously I took a few steps forward, pointing my wand.

"Who's there?" I asked.

I heard a chuckle and froze. "No one sneaks up on me without getting some serious damage done to them!" I hissed.

This time the voice laughed.

"I know spells you wouldn't dream of!" I shrieked.

"I know love, who do you think taught them to you?" The voice asked. Tom stepped out of the shadows, looking as beautiful as the day he had broken my heart.

"Tom? What—" I asked before he pointed his wand at me.

"Stupefy!" And then everything went dark.

I groaned as I felt the cold hard ground beneath me. What had happened? I didn't remember anything. I opened my eyes properly and gasped. I was in the Chamber of Secrets. I hadn't been here in years, and who had brought me down here? Only…Only Tom knew.

Suddenly the memories flew back. Danny trying to pull my skirt down, me running away, and then Tom had come to me and…. Stunned me!

'How dare him! He thinks he can just walk back into my life like its nothing!' I thought angrily as I tried to get up. I groaned as I realized he'd magiced me to the floor.

"Tom! This isn't funny! You can't just drag me down here like it's nothing" I screamed out. I heard a chuckle and turned my head. He was sitting a couple feet away from me, and had been watching me the whole time.

"My dear Emily, I can do whatever I want. You belong to me." He said easily.

My eyes filled with tears and I turned away, unable to even look at him.

"Not anymore," I whispered. "Don't you get it Tom? You left me! You told me I was a little girl and that you had better things to do then babysit me! You were the one who demanded that I be your friend when I was in my first year! You were the one who wouldn't let me be until I went out with you! I never went out of my way to make us happen but you did! And then you act like I've been a burden to you!"

"Love, what does it matter? I'm here now." He smirked.

"NO! I don't want you to be here! I've moved on, and you're ruining everything!" I shrieked.

Suddenly he was hovering over me, a murderous look on his face. "You think you can just move on? You belong to me Emily, Lord Voldemort. How dare you even try to speak to me that way! I'll teach you some respect!" he hissed in my ear.

I feebly tried to push him away, still week from his stunning spell. "Leave me be! Let me go!" I cried out, tears streaming down my face as he tore off my shirt.

"No tom you can't do this" I sobbed, trying to push him away.

He ignored me ripping my bra off and taking my breast in his mouth. I gasped at the sensation and closed my eyes. I felt like we'd traveled back, and I was still in my fourth year, letting this seventh year do these naughty things to me.

My eyes snapped open as he started kissing my neck, and bit down hard. I yelped and tried to push him off but he just held me down. He took my breast in his mouth again and sucked hard. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You like that baby?" he hissed in my ear.

"Tom," I whimpered. "Please"

"Please what?" he mocked me.

"Please don't fuck me!" I screamed out.

"Oh Emily, I can do whatever I want, I own you!" he hissed, licking my neck.

I could feel myself getting wetter as his erection rubbed beneath my skirt.

"How many guys have you fucked since I was gone Emily? Twenty? Fifty? Like the whore you are!" he spit at me.

"None Tom! Please!" I cried out, coming to my senses and trying to get away.

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" he screamed at me.

"Don't do this Tom!" I whimpered.

"I don't believe you, how dare you let another man touch what belongs to the Dark Lord!" He screamed and charmed away his clothing. Hick cock was huge and pulsing, pre cum dripping down.

I sobbed as he ripped my skirt off and plunged his fingers beneath my underwear. He put two fingers in and viciously pushed. I tensed up; it felt like I was on fire, but not in a bad way. I came hard in his hand, screaming out his name.

"Oh princess, you liked that?" he hissed. "Don't worry we're not done yet!"

"No! Don't!" I cried as he ripped my underwear away and positioned himself over me.

"You will not deny me what you have given out so freely to others!" He hissed and plunged into me. I screamed as he ripped through me, and my virginity. He captured my lips for the first time and gave me a searing kiss.

He plunged in and out of me as I screamed, begging for him to stop. It hurt so terribly. I felt like I was ripping in half, he was so huge.

"Were Smith or anyone as good as I?" he taunted in my ear, licking its shell as he lifted my legs up to his shoulders. "It doesn't matter now, because I'll be the only one you'll ever have from now on," he vowed as he gave a particularly vicious thrust that left me gasping for breath.

One, two, three more strokes and he exploded inside me, letting out a hoarse cry of pleasure as he released his load into my battered pussy.

He pulled out and finally looked down to see my blood all over his cock. He looked at me in shock and said "You were a virgin?"

I looked away in shame and I felt him erect fully once again. I winced and tried to push him away. "Please no, it hurts!" I whimpered out.

But he wasn't listening. He attacked my body, thrusting in and out, biting and sucking every inch of my skin. I could feel bruises forming where his thighs were slapping against mine. My screams and pleas of mercy fell to deaf ears.

Finally after what felt like ages, I passed out from the pain.

"Wake up love" I heard Toms voice. I opened my eyes and tried to sit up but found that he was still on top of me, and inside me. His arms were wrapped against me, and I looked into his eyes and saw the smugness.

Tears fell from my eyes as begged him to let me up.

"Not yet love, we have one more thing to do." He purred in my ear.

I winced away from him, trying to just block him out as I heard him mutter some strange word. Then my vision blacked out and I felt pain like I never had, I heaved, and shook. I felt like I was on fire and I didn't notice I was screaming until the pain suddenly stopped.

I tried to see but my vision had black spots. Finally my vision cleared and I saw Tom examining my stomach.

"What did you do to me?" I gasped out.

"I'll explain after you finally graduate and we leave" he muttered, and then he looked up at me, his grin getting wider as he looked at me.

"I'm not going with you anywhere!" I cried out.

He caressed my cheek and whispered "Oh Emily, I missed you so much. I love you, you know I'm not the best at expressing myself, I'm sorry if I hurt you."

He pulled out of me and snapped his fingers. I sat up and stretched. I was sore and as I looked at my skin I saw the bites and handprints and I winced.

"Tom… I don't understand" I whimpered.

"Emily, you used to tell me, all you wanted was for someone to love you, well here I am. Your parents don't matter, because you're perfect to me." He said, smiling at me.

I didn't know what to think, I knew I'd be a fool if I took him back but looking into his eyes I knew I was still deeply in love with him, I had been since I first met him.

"Oh Tom" I cried before jumping into his arms. He hugged me back kissing my hair while I cried.

"I missed you so much!" I cried.

"I'll never leave you again, that's a promise." He whispered.

I nodded and we got up and I repaired my clothes and got dressed. Luckily none of the bruises or bites showed with my uniform on.

"I'll see you soon love, your graduation is in a week, I'll be there" he winked before he led me out and disappeared down the halls.

I screamed and thrashed in my bed. I sat up, and sobbed. I cursed Cissy's soup, making me remember such a horrible memory. The images rushed back and I screamed.

Cissy came running in and cried "Oh Emily!"

I reached out for her and sobbed. "It was my fault! It was mine! Don't them fool you, they're lying! He's loves me, he only did it because he loves me!" I rocked back and forth, trying to calm my mind.

"Oh Emily, what did you dream of?" she asked, but looked frightened of my answer. I shook my head, refusing to speak.

"No he loves me…" I repeated. "He's the only one!" I shrieked, and continued crying.

She held me until I cried all my tears. Finally my tears stopped, and the only thing left was my heaving and shuddering.

I pushed away from her and said weakly "Well your soup worked, I don't feel sick anymore. But I'd like to be alone."

"I don't think—" Cissy began.

"Narcissa, leave" I said, my voice leaving no room for argument.

She bowed and left without a word, a look of pity etched across her face.

I looked down at my hands to see that they were shaking. I remembered having nightmares over that memory for a whole year before I just made myself forget, there was a reason for it too.

It was one of the uglier parts of Tom and I relationship. Yes he raped me, but he was angry, he thought I had given my virginity to someone else.

I don't even remember why I took him back; I guess it was nice to be loved. To be wanted. I had always wanted to be loved when I was younger. I completely ignored all the time. My father was never home and when he was, all he ever did was insult my mother and me. He would tell me everything that was wrong with me.

My mother was too busy to mind me; I don't even think she knew how to be a mother. So I was alone to read and try to block out the pain. Now they were both dead, and I longed to at least see them one last time, to tell them I was sorry for never trying hard enough.

I was pathetic, but I missed Tom so much.

I carefully lied back down and prayed that I wouldn't have another dream as I fell asleep.

I woke up feeling much better, but still trembling a bit. Luckily I didn't have another dream, and was able to get some real sleep.

"Are you ready Narcissa?" I asked as I made my way into the sitting room, where she was sitting, drinking her tea.

"You're up!" she said, looking shocked. I took a cup of tea, not bothering to hold the saucer, knowing it would shake.

"Of course,' I said shortly, embarrassed that she had seen me like that. "I'm stronger than I look Narcissa. I t was just a bad memory that I had suppressed, and it is now suppressed again, and I would rather not talk about it."

She nodded and grabbed her purse. "I cannot wait to see Draco." She jabbed as we apperated to King's cross.

We waited for the train, talking to the ladies. I felt uncomfortable around them, they reminded me too much of the memory. I was furious with myself, my seventeen year old self was able to suppress the memory so easily, why was I having such a hard time?

The train pulled up and students poured out. Draco came up to us, trailing behind him was pansy and Goyal, Crabbe and Nott's boys including Blaise Zambini.

"Hello boys, Pansy" I greeted them.

Narcissa stood coldly, remembering what I had said about not coddling Draco.

"Hello dear" she said, a gracious smile on her lips.

"Aunt Emily, Mother. Is it okay if my friends come over?" Draco asked.

Narcissa nodded and the kids went to the floo while Narcissa and I apperated back to the Manor.

The kids were dusting off in the floo way. "Now don't disturb your father, he's working." I said before going back to my living quarters.

And owl was waiting at my window and I hoped it wasn't that crackpot old fool I was not in the mood for a session with Dumbledore.

I saw it wasn't a Hogwarts owl and looked at more closely; it looked like a wild owl. I wrinkled my nose but took the letter from the wild bird.

I opened it and gasped at the signing. Anger seared through me, and I forced myself to read the letter, and found myself getting colder and colder.

Dear Emily,

We haven't talked in a long time. I've escaped from Azkaban, and have found my way to the Dark Lord. I found him with Peter Pettigrew, the traitor. But The Dark Lord had other things on his mind then Peter. He has a plan, to come back to power. A potion, that's needs a bit of enemy's blood. He's chosen his mortal enemy, Harry Potter.

I'm disguising myself as Alastor Moody and taking his place as Defense against the Dark Arts professor. As you know, the Triwizard Tournament is taking place at Hogwarts this year, but they have an age limit. So I will place potters name in as a fourth school, so the cup has no choice but to pick him.

Then I will make sure that he gets to the last event and the Triwizard cup will be a portkey. He will transferred to where the Dark lord is and he will use his blood, and then come back in a human form and kill him. Then he will finally come to power.

He needs you Emily, I need you. We all need your power and wisdom. You are the only one he wants to take care of him. We're at the old Riddle Manor, and I know you know where that is.

I know you'll come, no matter what. He warns you not to tell Lucius or Narcissa or anyone that you're coming. Come quickly.

From,
Barty Crouch Jr.

I felt like everything was coming together, the memory slipped from my mind as I quickly backed my bag, which could hold anything. I looked around and felt a pang of guiltiness. I couldn't just leave without giving an explanation to Cissy, she was my best friend.

I quickly scribbled a note.

Dear Cissy,

Don't look for me; I've gone on my own. I have things to take care of. I won't be back anytime soon but I promise we will see each other soon. You're my best friend; please do not worry for me. Tell Draco not to worry as well. I love you all, and I will see you at some point.

Sincerely,
Emily Riddle

I looked around one last time before apperating to Little Hangleton.

This chapter was hard to write, i hated hurting Emily, making Riddle rape her but i think it turned out okay. Next chapter will be up soon, an dthank you so much, i love writing this story and i love that people are reading it :) let me know what you think, leave me some reviews and if you like the stoy enough favorite and follow it

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