THIS IS RATED M, FOR MATURE. THIS IS A VERY, VERY DARK ONE-SHOT THAT CAN AND WILL DISTURB YOU. I RECOMMEND THAT AFTER YOU READ THIS, PLEASE, GO SIT IN A PILE OF UNICORNS AND TEDDY BEARS.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

AN: This is written for The Golden Snitch, Halloween Costume Contest, Dress-Up Challenge. The prompt is: Zombie-Write about Inferi. I am in Hogwarts, Slytherin. This is canon compliant, set during the time Voldemort was creating his horcruxes and hiding them!

WARNING: dark themes ahead-death, how he made his horcruxes, cannibalism, a total disregard for human morals. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED, this is a dark one-shot, and I do have warnings in place. Please do not leave hateful reviews on this, I understand it can be very upsetting, but if you cannot stomach it, then don't read it.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!

Tom Riddle paced back and forth furiously in his study at Lestrange Manor. He had found his ancestor's locket, along with Hufflepuff's cup, and he was plotting on a way to get them that did not point back to him. The only contact old Hepzibah Smith had other than him was her old house elf, hokey. So, he had to make all fingers point to her, her confession would be an added bonus.

Finally settling on a plan, he headed over to Hepzibah's manor, and cursed Hokey, having her slip in a potion that would petrify Ms. Smith without harming her inner organs. Heading into her favorite sitting room, he settled himself on his designated seat and waited for Hokey to bring in the tea, while making unpleasant small talk with the old witch.

Standing over the petrified body of Hepzibah, he gathered the Locket and crouching over her lumpy form, made an incision over her upper abdomen. Glancing up at her face, he preened over the fear that was emancipating. Setting back to work, Tom sliced through the layers of fat the witch had, sneering at the apparent lack of taking care of herself.

Finally finding the organs he was looking for, he cut out her liver, along with her heart and set them precariously atop two sterile trays he had procured. Calling Hokey back to him, he handed her the tray with the liver and ordered her to rest it atop a flame, sprinkling an assortment of Dragon Scales, Bat toes, a Rat's dried and crumbled spleen, along with the essence of death, a most potent potion, that he gave her as well.

Getting back to task, he transfigured two of her prized possessions into her now missing organs, and implanted them with a care and precision that few knew Tom possessed. Sealing the fat old Witch back up, he siphoned the previous potion back out of her, gave her the antidote, and slipped a poison and tea down her throat.

Turning to the heart, he chewed the meat slowly, letting her magical essence slip down his throat. Grabbing the locket, he opened it and spit some of his saliva and her blood onto it, letting the magic hiss and sizzle against it. Hokey then returned the liver, before retreating back into the kitchen, awaiting further orders. Upon eating the liver, and repeating the spitting motion on the last bite, letting the bile salivate with his spit and her blood, before muttering an incantation, ripping a portion of his soul into the locket.

Reaching the graveyard where previous witches and wizards lay, close to the old cavern he used to visit in his younger youth, he settled upon warding the ground of death with enchantments warding off visitors, and helping raise the dead in the area. He then set to work on reanimating the corpses that lay beneath. Finding the center point of the graveyard, Tom Riddle slit open his wrist, letting blood pour down his hand, and started the dark magic that would bring his new followers back to life.

Watching the ground break by the assortments of stone, he stood back and waited as one by one, Men, Women, and Children who were previously buried, stumble and crawl towards him. Smirking in satisfaction, Tom led the creatures to his hidden cave, slathering his blood on the entryway, he led the corpses onto the make-shift beach.

He ordered and watched as they sunk in the water, groaning in contentment from being surrounded by the cool water instead of harsh dirt. Calling one his acquired minions, he led the man-corpse to a small village close by, finding a suitable house, he told it to wreak havoc and kill the couple inside.

Satisfied with the level of destruction the Inferi was able to make, he brought it back to the cave in wait, before he went to get one of his Death Eater's house-elf's.