I travelled through the streets, the market filled with people. People gave me curious looks as I walked, probably because of how tightly my cloak was drawn around me. I walked soundly through the streets and ducked in an alley.
I apperated up the manor, the one I remembered so well. I hadn't been here since my summer of my fourth year; Tom had brought me here and has said we were visiting his father. I had been happy and excited, but then once we got there, he had killed them.
A shiver ran through me, but I brushed it off. I had gone soft, years ago I wouldn't have batted an eye at that memory but now it seemed wrong to me.
I apperated to the manor and found it was locked. I scowled in frustration and unlocked the door quickly. I was in a kitchen and quietly walked into the sitting room. I found the flight of stairs and traveled up, trying to hear voices.
"Did you send it to her?" hissed a cold, high pitched voice. I walked towards the door, and stopped wondering what he would look like. Then I felt something by my shoe. I looked down and saw Nagini slithering around my ankles.
'Hello' I said softly to her.
'Master is waiting for you' she hissed, looking at me accusingly.
'I'm going, come on we can go in together.' I hissed back at her. She slithered by me and I opened the door. Wormtail was kneeling by a chair, which was faced away from me, and Barty was standing closely to the chair. When he saw me his face lit up.
Wormtail looked very, very frightened.
"My lady" They both bowed to me.
"Emily" the cold voice said, softly like he was saying it for the first time in years.
I walked around the chair and saw him. He didn't look like Tom anymore. He was a small, weak looking thing. So frail and weak.
"My Lord" I said kneeling down, acting out causality's in front of Wormtail and Barty.
"Leave us!" Tom hissed to the two mean and they shuffled out.
"Emily, it has been too long my darling." He rasped out.
"I know, how are you?" I asked.
"Just great" he said sarcastically. I smiled a bit and then got serious.
"The Horcruxes you left are… well one's hidden." I said, avoiding his eyes.
"What happened?" he hissed.
"I made the mistake of giving one to Lucius", I said coldly. "He told me that the dairy, or your memory within the diary, told him to give your diary to student so you could take over your body."
"Yes that I know, but what happened to the Horcrux." He hissed.
"Well it almost worked, you got the girl into the chamber of secrets but Harry Potter came and stabbed your diary with a basilisk fang." I said bitterly
"Don't worry, I still have 5, but I will need on more… hmm… If making a human into a Horcrux was possible, what do you think it would be possible for a snake?" We both looked at Nagini who was slithering on the floor next to us.
"My lord, I don't think you are strong enough" I said.
"Then I shall do it when I get my body back." He said easily.
"Wormtail!" He called out. Peter came in rushing in.
"Show Emily where her room is" Tom said easily. Wormtail nodded but looked at me in fear.
"Where—" I began.
"Here, in this chair. In front of the fire. Goodnight my dear Emily." He said shortly.
"Goodnight love" is aid quietly before following Peter down the hallway. I glared at him the whole way down until he stopped in front of the door. I stared him down while he twitched.
"You're lucky you found the dark lord before I found you, or else you would be dead. Now leave me, you disgusting creature!" I hissed. Peter gulped and bowed before scurrying away.
I sighed, rubbing my temples before opening the door and walking into the room. It was well decorated and I was surprised that it wasn't dusty. Tom probably had Peter clean it before I came.
I sat down on the bed before starting to undress I lied down in the bed and stared at the ceiling. I was having conflicting feelings, I was elated that Tom was alive and had plans to come back but I wondered if our relationship was the same. He had been gone 13 years, which was a long time.
Finally I turned over and managed to clear my mind, and fell asleep.
'I took a deep breathe, trying to gather the courage to face my parents. I didn't want to do this, if I had my way I would just disappear with Tom. But Tom insisted that I needed to tell them that I was leaving. I didn't dare try to argue with him, I was still afraid of him.
I nervously looked around, before walking into the house. We lived in a gorgeous house, which I absolutely hated. It was too fancy and all my horrible childhood memories were here.
"Mother?" I called.
"In here!" My father called. I winced at his voice, he sounded angry. I walked into the sitting room to find my parents sitting next to each other on the couch. It seemed as though they had been waiting for me.
I couldn't wrap my head around like bizarre situation. My parents had been waiting for me to get home. Had they actually remembered that I had graduated?
"Umm… hello" I said awkwardly. I cleared my throat and sat down in the chair next to the couch.
"How was your year?" my mother asked.
I looked at her shocked and said "Since when do you lot care?"
"Don't talk to our mother like that!" My father growled at me, raising his fist. I shrunk back, but then heard Tom's voice in my head.
'Don't be a coward Emily.' He said. I glared at my father, a sudden anger exploding inside of me. I was tired of being told what to do and threatened, and I was tired of my father controlling me!
"No! No, I will do whatever I want!" I said, jumping out of the chair and walking towards the door. I was too angry to care about the shocked looks on my parents faces.
"I'm tired of you controlling me and treating me like I'm worthless! You never cared about me, I was always I burden to you, so don't dare try and pretend like you care how my year went" I mocked.
"Emily!" my mother said sternly. "Stop this ungodly attitude."
"I hate you!" I screamed. "I hate the way you never cared about me, how you neglected me and I'm tell you now, if you think I'm going to drop everything in my life to come live at home like a good little girl, you're mad!"
"You will do as we tell you!" my father screamed back at me, rising as well.
"No, I am an adult; I don't care what you think! I'm leaving and I'm never coming back, if I never see you two again, it will be too soon!" I hissed.
Smack.
I held my cheek, shocked. Tears ran down my cheek as I looked at my father. I finally saw the man he was. He was cruel and mean, but also scared.
"The fact that you hate us means we raised you right." My father muttered, sitting down next to my shocked mother.
"You are both monsters" I whispered. I turned away from them, I couldn't look at them.
"Where will you go?" my mother asked before I left.
I didn't turn around, but just said "My boyfriend, he wants to travel, so I'm going with him."
"Why haven't you ever mentioned him?" my father demanded.
"Because you two were never there! You never cared!" I hissed.
My parents were silent as I turned around and walked out the door. Tom was waiting for me, leaning against a tree.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Why don't you just look at my face?" I grumbled.
He grabbed my chin painfully and turned my head. When he let me go, I saw the anger etched on his face. I realized my mistake a second too late. He dragged me towards the house, ignoring my pleas. He barged in the house and led me to where my parent's voices were coming from.
He blew open the doors and my mother screamed.
"What the hell?!" my father yelled. His eyes widened as he saw my frightened, tear streaked face.
"Look what you did to her!" Tom hissed grabbed my face and shoving it towards my father's view.
"How dare you even dare hit what belongs to me?" I winced at his words, a bit ashamed as I looked at my father's furious glances and my mother's shocked look.
Tom struck my father across his face, tossing him back into the wall. My mother screamed and pointed her wand at Tom, but he quickly overpowered her and took her and my father's wands. My mother backed up and stood by my father, trembling.
"Look at her!" Tom hissed, pointing to me. "Your daughter is beautiful and all you ever do is mistreat her!"
"She's a piece of shit she is!" my father bellowed.
"Crucio" Tom hissed, and my father fell to the ground once more and started screaming, his limps twitching and his eyes rolling to the back of his head. I was frozen; I could not scream or even move. My mother pleaded for my mother begged for mercy.
"Fine, Crucio!" Tom hissed at her. She fell to the ground and let out shocking, piercing screams.
"Tom," I whispered. "Please stop"
He looked at me for a moment before ending the curse. My father was now lying in a pile of his bile and my mother was moaning and twitching on the ground. It was like a horrible nightmare, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to wake up.
"Avada kedavra; avada kedavra" I heard and I opened my eyes to see my parents both lying still on the ground, their faces frozen in a look of pure terror and sorrow. It made my eyes water and I looked away, searching for anything else to look at.
Tom pulled me out of the house and down the street, and then we apperated back to his tiny apartment.'
I sat up, gasping for breath as I tried to clear my mind. Another memory, why was I remembering these horrid things?
It made no sense why my brain would want me to remember these moments. They made me doubt my feels, which was horrible and weak. I needed to stop being so weak and remember what I was fighting for. After Tom comes back, everything will be better, so for now I'll just have to try and stick it out.
I rolled over again and fell into a dreamless sleep.