Tom's POV

I stood at the bottom of the staircase waiting for Scarlett.

"Good evening my lord." I heard Yaxley say. Turned around and gave him a curt nod.

"And where is Miss King?" He asked. I never really liked Yaxley, but he was faithful and he never questioned the orders I gave him, and always fulfilled them as well.

"She should be here shortly." I replied very coldly.

"She is beautiful my lord." He said, which made me feel a little stab of jealousy. Yes, she was beautiful. Possibly the most beautiful woman in the entire existence and also, she had a beautiful soul. She was the only woman who made me truly happy. She saw me for Tom, not Lord Voldemort. Nobody ever showed me affection like she did. I loved her, so much. And now, she is back in my arms. She is the same person, just a different name and accent. I smiled thinking of her curled in my arms last night.

"My lord." Yaxley said, clearing his throat. I turned around to see Scarlett at the top of the stairs. My mouth dropped, she looked so beautiful. No, beautiful is the wrong word. She looked like an angel.

"My gods." I breathed out, She slowly walked towards me. I had never seen something so beautiful, and yet it was mine. Im glad I had the railing to hold onto. Once she finally reached me, I took her hand and lightly kissed it.

" You look beautiful." I said. She looked at me with big eyes.

"You look nice yourself." She said with a smirk. I was nervous, I don't know why I was nervous.

I reached into my pocked and felt the necklace I intended on giving her tonight. I smirked to myself, it was the same necklace I gave Victoria years ago. I remembered how she smiled, and how she will smile again. I reached down and genially intertwined our fingers. She looked up at me with her big green eyes and smiled. I bent down and lightly planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Lord Voldemort and his lady Victoria Dawson." Yelled Yaxley. I could have killed him for one calling me Voldemort and for calling Scarlett Victoria, she has no remembrance of her past life, and was probably mortified. I felt her hold my hand a little lighter when they called me Voldemort.

"It's alright." I whispered in her ear. And we walked down another set of stairs.

Everyone gasp at how beautiful she was, then I held her tighter to me. I certainly did not all these old men all over the woman I love.

I looked down at her and she was smiling at people, I lightly smirked to myself. She had no idea how bad these people were, and if she did I highly doubt she would be smiling at them. She may be good, but there is a fire deep down with in her and I guarantee she would unleash at someone for killing. My god, these are the people the man who almost brutally raped her were associated with and she is smiling! I don't see how she is so strong. I bet these same men want to do the same thing to her. Then I felt rage build up within me, and sent glares to all the men smiling at her. She was mine and I loved her! How dare they even think they could have her!

"Tom, are you alright?" She asked in a sweet voice. I looked down at her and smiled.

"Of course beautiful, would you enjoy something to drink?" I asked, gesturing to the champagne sitting on the table.

"Oh, im not of age yet.." She said shyly. I just raised an eyebrow at her.

"Oh what the hell." She said, downing a glass. I just stared at her with big eyes. I smirked at her, and did the same action she just did.

"Dance with me." She said, pulling my hand out to the center of the dance floor.

I spun her around, then I relaxed my hands on her hips. She looked at me alarmed.

"What's wrong?" I asked her in panic.

"I can hardly breath." She said, then began to laugh.

"What?" I asked very concerned.

"The corset I have on under this." She said, then continued to giggle.

"Your silly, you know that?" I told her, smiling. She wrapper her arms around my neck, I inhaled her scent, she smelled like vanilla and coconut.

We danced for a little bit, talked and laughed. I spun her around one last time and said," Would you like to go take a walk in the garden?" She nodded and smiled at me. I love her smile, epically when its for me.

I linked our arms and began walking towards the garden. The garden Narcissa had created was beautiful, breath taking really. I looked down to Scarlett to see a smile appear on her face at the sight before her.

"What do you think?" I asked her.

"Its beautiful." She replied. We walked in silence for a moment and I decided it was time to give her the necklace. I was nervous, why was I nervous? I did not know. I felt my hands tremble a little bit as I reached for the necklace.

"Turn around." I said softly. She raised an eyebrow at me and slowly turned around. I picked up the necklace and slowly began to place it on her neck. I heard her giggle a little bit, then gasp. That's when she collapsed to the floor. And panic coursed though me.

Scarlett's POV

The memories came flooding back into my mind. The memories from my past. The past I was unaware I even had, that even existed. My name may have changed, and I may be American but, I was Victoria Dawson. The memories of my life long ago. My life with him.

"Victoria Dawson!" Professor McGonagall said. I was nervous. SO nervous. I felt all eyes on me. I slowly sat down on the stool.

"Hmm, beautiful young lady, oh yes. Beautiful young lady indeed. She is smart, cunning. Brave? Oh yes. I think.. Hmm. I think. SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouted.

"Hi! Im Abraxas Malfoy". Said a boy with long blond hair, sending me a smile.

"Hi, Im Victoria Dawson." I replied, with a smile.

"Sod off Malfoy, she clearly wouldn't be interested in you. She hasn't met me yet." Said a boy with black hair, and dark eyes. I just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Black, Gaston Black." He said, sending me a smirk. I looked down, he made me uncomfortable. He moved closer to me, an I scooted down farther away from him. I heard people laugh a bit.

"Is he bothering you?" Asked a girl with bright red hair/

"Sorta." I said in a hushed tone.

"Black, go bother someone else. She clearly isn't interested." She said. I smiled a little bit.

"Im Alexandra. But please, call me Alex." She replied.

"Im Victoria Dawson." I replied. Smiling at Alex.

"Your seriously the prettiest girl I have ever seen." She said, sending me a smile.

"Thank you, your really pretty too!" I replied.

"Hey, who is that guy staring at me?" I asked. Looking at this boy with mesmerizing dark brown eyes. Black hair. He was absolutely breath taking and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He made me get butterflies in my stomach. I felt something when I looked at him.

"Him?" She asked gesturing to the boy I was looking at.

"That's Tom Riddle. He is a prefect. Beautiful huh?" She asked. I did not reply, I just kept eye contact with him. He sent me a smirk and looked away. I looked down very quickly. And continued to talk to Alexandra.

Another Flashback.

"Im Tom Riddle, and you are?" He asked, sending me a smirk.

"Victoria Dawson." I replied with a smile.

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"Victoria Rose Dawson." He said and he slowly bent down on one knee. I felt tears run down my face.

"I want you forever.. With me." He said, then a huge smile appeared on his face. I felt my heart flutter at his words. I loved this man more than everything and everyone. He was my light, the moon of my stars.

"Be mine for forever, I cant imagine a life without you Victoria. I need you. You complete me." He said, then a small tear fell down his face. I looked at his beautiful dark eyes.

"Marry me." He said softly. He got a gigantic diamond ring. I gasp.

"Tom." I whispered as he slipped the ring on my finger.

"And all I ask is that you return my love. Let me take care of you, let me care for you. From now until the end of time." He said. I smiled and said," Yes. My gods Tom yes!" I replied. Not realizing I was crying myself. He picked me up and spun me around.

"I love you Victoria Rose Dawson!" He yelled to the world as he crashed his lips onto mine. Fire and passion ignited between the both of us. I pulled away for one moment.

"And I love you Tom Marvolo Riddle!" I yelled then quickly closed the gap between our lips.

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"And do you Tom Marvolo Riddle take Victoria Rose Dawson to be your wedded wife?" The Minister asked Tom. His eyes had a twinkle in them I had never before. I smiled. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this man.

"I do." He said softly, then glanced at me for a moment and squeezed my hand for reassurance. He mouthed the words," I love you." I smiled and mouthed them back.

"I, the minister of magic pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride." I felt my Toms lips on mine within a mater of seconds. It was like no other kiss we had ever shared. It was filled with love and passion. I gripped his coat and pulled him closer to me. We walked out of the chapel. I glanced over to my best friend Alexandra who was smiling and waving to me. I smiled back.

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"Im here." Tom said with a sound of urgency in his voice. "What's wrong?" He asked softly. I put my hand to my stomach and began to pace.

"Victoria." He said softly as he grabbed both of my hands and realized I was rambling about things that did not matter.

"Tell me." He said, looking down at me. He was so tall. I looked up at him and he loosened his grip on my wrist.

"Im pregnant." I whispered. He kept his face completely still and the look of shock came.

"Wh-what?" He asked shakily

"Im pregnant." I replied softly. I reached up and lightly caressed his cheek. We were silent for a couple of seconds, just looking at each other. Then a smile came across his face.

"Brilliant." He replied and picked me up and spun me around. I just laughed and kissed his nose.

"I am going to be a father!" He said with excitement. Then bent down and kissed my stomach.

"I love you Victoria." He said, looking up at me. He slowly rose and looked at me.

"I love you Tom." I said, then he lightly kissed me.

"Your so beautiful." He said, as he kissed me deeper.

"Your amazing." I said, while my hands were intertwined in his hair.

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"It's a girl!" I said while jumping into Tom's arms.

"She will be beautiful, just like her mother." He whispered and kissed my forehead.

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"You have to leave him." Alexandra told me. I just stood there, taking in what she just told me.

"So my husband has started a.. cult against muggle-borns? I asked, I did not believe what Alexandra had just told me.

"You don't believe me do you?" She said.

"Of course I don't believe you! This Is the man I have been in love with years! I think I would know if he started a cult!" I said coldly.

"I have the memories to prove it." She said coldly also. I said nothing, just stared at her.

"Victoria.. Im sorry." She said as she led me over to see the memories.

I watched as Tom had his group kill, and torturing muggles and muggle-borns. I watched as he commanded them. I watched the light leave there eyes, and the happiness in his as he watched.

I abruptly pulled away.

"My gods." I whispered as the tears ran down my face. My heart was latterly ripped out my chest. The man I loved more than anything was a murderer. He killed, and it gave him pleasure. I couldn't live like this with him. My child should never be subjected to this. Ever.

"Come stay with me. I can take care of you and the baby." She whispered rubbing my shoulders.

I heard someone screaming, who was screaming? Someone was screaming so loud. Then I realized it was me. I was the one screaming. I laid on the floor and sobbed. I loved him so much. But I couldn't handle this life.

"I am coming back in a hour. I am going to let you think. And if you decide to come with me. Have your bags ready." She said softly. I just nodded my head. And cried some more.

I laid there for awhile. My hand on my stomach, reassuring the baby everything would be okay. She would be okay.

I slowly got up and went upstairs to back my things. I tried to think about everything than what was happening right now. How much my heart hurt because I was leaving the man I loved.

After everything was packed I walked downstairs with my bags in my hand.

"Would you like to tell me where your going?" Said Tom who sounded annoyed.

"Leaving." I replied.

"Why?" He replied softly, then began walking towards me.

"Look at me." He said softly, I could tell he was on the verge of tears. I looked down at the ground.

"Look at me!" He yelled. I felt hot tears come down my eyes.

"I cant." I said barley above a whisper.

"You are NOT leaving me." He yelled. I swallowed my fear and replied.

"Im not subjecting my child to a life of murder! Your KILL Tom! You killed innocent people. They cant help what family there born into!" I said harshly.

"There dirty, filthy. We need to rid them from the world Victoria and one day you will see.." He said before I cut him off.

" I do NOT plan on staying and watching you kill people for you own entertainment. Neither will my child!" I yelled.

"My dear, if you do recall. We made that child TOGETHER." He screamed and grabbed my by the throat.

"Stop." I breathed out. I could hardly breath.

"Stop." He mocked me and smiled then dropped me on the floor.

"Dear, you either stay with me or die!" He yelled. He was not thinking clearly. He was so angry. I wanted to stop him. Tell him to please stop. There was still good in him and I knew it. He still loved me and I still loved him.

"Avada Kedavra!" Tom yelled before my world slowly faded and everything went black.

I opened my eyes but I was looking down at myself, and Tom standing over me, tears falling from his eyes.

"Im a monster." He whispered as he dug his head into my shoulder and began weeping.

My child was dead. I knew because I realized I was holding her. She was beautiful. She had blonde hair and amber eyes. She looked at me and sent a small smile. I kissed her forehead and began to sing her a lullaby. Then she disappeared from my arms. I felt tears run down my eyes. I cried for her to comeback, but she didn't.

"You will return to me someday, and I will wait forever If it takes that, Im sorry Victoria. Im so sorry. I love you so much." He said as I watched him perform a spell on me. I felt all the anger lifted from me as I slowly faded away. Faded away back to the life of Scarlett King. I, will always be Victoria Dawson. The only difference is a different name and different time.

Tom's POV

"Scarlett?" I whispered as it appeared she had begun to stir.

"Mhmm?" She said barley audible.

"Are you okay?" I whispered moving closer to her.

"I forgive you." She said, then opened her eyes to look at me. Not only was this Scarlett King, I saw Victoria Dawson also.

"What?" I asked her. Her eyes looked so beautiful. Her long platinum hair fell along her body. She looked so innocent, so enchanting.

"I remember everything." She said then looked down. I felt my heart drop into my stomach.

"Victoria?" I whispered.

"Yes. But that's not my name now. My name is Scarlett." I looked down and felt a tear roll down my face. She put her hands on my face.

"Im so sorry." I said before she lightly kissed me. This kiss may have been light. But was like the light of my life.

"I told you, I forgive you." She whispered.