I've got my memories
They're always inside of me
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
I believe it now
I've seen too much
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
Created for a place I've never known

This is Home
Now I'm finally where I belong
Where I belong
Yeah, this is home
I've been searching for a place of my own
Now I've found it,
Yeah this is home
Yeah, this is home

Belief over misery
I've seen the enemy
And I won't go back
Back to how it was
And I've got my heart set on what happens next
I've got my eyes wide and it's not over yet
We are miracles
And we're not alone

Chapter IV

As I began to work on my homework I heard Winona walk in. She sat down on my bed and let out a long exaggerated sigh. I snorted softly, typical Winona. Winona gave another longer exaggerated sigh, after a few minutes I looked up.

"Hey you," I said smiling, "What's up?"

"Well guess who asked me out?" Winona squealed, I rolled my eyes but said nothing. Clearly disappointed at my lack of enthusiasm Winona answered her own question.

"Jasper Flint," I looked up in surprise, Winona continued talking, "We're going to Hogsmead together, isn't that romantic?"

"You mean Jasper Flint, as in the Quidditch leader?" I asked surprised, Winona nodded dreamily, sighing I returned to my homework, this was going to be a long night.

I slowly pulled myself from sleep, opening my eyes I was meet with sunlight. Groaning I turned around. I didn't want to get up, but I had to. Damn.

I pulled myself out of bed and groggily put on a long black skirt and a thin frilly sleeved white button down shirt. It was Saturday, no need to dress in uniform. I walked down to the breakfast table, and as I entered the hall I saw him. He looked too much like Potter, too much like the man I love now unborn now nonexistent. Tears threatened to escape, but I held them in. I sat down at the table, wallowing in misery.

"What's wrong?" Riddle drawled, I snapped out of my thoughts to see Tom smirking at me. I did not glare nor smile.

"What is the worse thing in the world Riddle?" I asked, Tom seemed taken aback by my questions. I apparently did not make any sense in his brain.

"To die," Tom said promptly, I rolled my eyes, typical.

"No, when your dead your dead, end of story, good bye, the finish," I said and paused thoughtfully, "The worse thing in life, Tom, is to be alive while everyone around you whither away and yet you are forced to stay here until there is nothing left of you but an empty shell of what you once where."

"Why do you care about other people?" Tom snorted; I raised my green eyes to his black ones. Sighing I was silent for a few minutes.

"Have you ever had to listen to the sounds of the person you treasure so much being tortured? Have you ever watched as your loved ones fall to the ground lifeless and empty? Have you every watched someone slowly loose a little piece of himself day by day? Have you ever slowly died till the brink of death, but cannot die?" Ginny paused closing her eyes, "I've seen things no child, no adult should see. I've been threw things nobody could dream up off, and still I am alive while all those I love are buried under marble. Tell me; is this not worse then death?"

I did not wait for a response; I stood up slightly noticed the looks of horror, pity, and apprehension on the faces of my classmates. I walked away slowly.

"Well that has put a damper on my day," Eileen said pushing her plate away looking as if she might be sick.

"Yeah," Evelyne said, her face pale and she to pushed her plate away.

"Couldn't you have kept your questions until later…or at least held them in?" Winona asked glaring at Tom.

Tara Lee shook her head and I felt her gaze on my retreating figure, "Poor girl, I can't even imagine loosing my parents, and…"

"Well I can," Tom hissed and I heard his footsteps follow me out of the hall. I walked into an empty class room, and knelt down as I allowed myself to finally loose control. I cried and cried, that was all I could do. I just knelt there and cried like the pathetic child I was.

I felt someone enter the room, looking up I realized how pathetic I looked. I turned to see him, Potter.

"Hey…" Will said uncertainly, his eyes so different and yet so similar to Harry's. I felt my breathing go raged. He looked too much like Harry, too much, too much. Suddenly without thought, I launched myself into Will's arms and cried. Will didn't push me away nor scoff in my ear; he just wrapped his arms around me and let me cry.

After a few minutes, I couldn't cry anymore, I released him and blushed slightly.

"Sorry…about that," I whispered wiping the tears away from my eyes. Will nodded.

"Will you be okay?" Will asked uncertainly, before I could respond the door slammed open and in walked him. I knew it was him; his very presence was all that I needed to know whom it was.

"What do you want, Tom?" I asked not looking away from Will. Will blushed slightly, and awkwardly moved away.

"I'll…see you round," Will said and ducked away leaving me alone with him.

"Who are you?" Tom asked, I turned to look at him.

"Ginny Hale," I responded coldly, my eyes boring into him.

Tom's Pov.

"Who are you?" I asked, and Ginny turned towards me.

"Ginny Hale," Ginny replied coldly, her eyes boring into mine. I felt myself fall into her hypnotism, her beautiful green eyes that I could just stare at forever.

"I do not like not knowing," I said slowly, carefully selecting each of my words very precisely, "and I suppose in a way, I have an unquenchable thirst for knowledge. Really, I quiet hate the unknown, Hale,"

Ginny stared at me curiously; her eyes still red from crying but her face as beautiful as ever.

"Ginny Hale, you are the biggest unknown of all," I said scowling; I was not one for not knowing. Ginny began to laugh. I shot her a surprised look, which caused her to fall to her knees in laughter.

"What is so funny, Hale?" I demanded furiously, Ginny just continued laughing, after a few minutes she began to breathe, rather irregularly but still she was regaining her posture.

"Tom Riddle," Ginny said between giggles and heavy breathes, "You are the biggest prat I have ever met and probably will ever meet,"