Chapter 16: The Past is the Past

Notes: Hello lovelies sorry for the long wait~~ I have been busy the last couple of weeks typing and getting things together in RL. College is starting up for me once again in the next two weeks and move in date is next week; so I am going to be a little bit busy once again. This is a short chapter but at least it is something this did give me a little trouble to write but it need to be in here. A lot of thanks goes to my beta for my weird schedule I have been keeping lately, and for adding important parts that are very import to keep the story together. So I am sorry if things start to slow down or if I don't answer emails or comments. I will try to keep as steady as possible but with college it is always unpredictable. Please do leave comments and let me know what you guys think! Any who on to the short chapter!

The Dark Lord was pacing around in the quarters that belong to the DADA teacher, deep in thought; thought of how he should deal with the young Potter boy. From what he had seen in both person and inside the young boy's mind made even his dark heart shiver. It brought back so many memoires from when he was a young lad; ones that he tried to bury deep down in his mind but, one look from that boy brought them all back into the light. Much like the boy, Tom was a "happy" little boy growing up in the orphanage, or at least that is what Albus always thought of when the boy, Tom, came to him and begged not to be sent back. Tom had been a sad boy growing up, he made no friends what so ever in the orphanage, even though most were in the same boat as him, he was always the outcast, and Tom could never figure out why. Why was Tom the one being picked on? Why was all the work left for Tom to do? When something was done wrong why was Tom always to blame? Why could other kids find happiness when Darkness surrounded Tom? Why was Tom a freak?! Those questions where always running around young Tom's mind in his younger years; when he was doing all the work at the orphanage, when all the other kids played and Tom was once again left on the sidelines, when Tom was the only one to be thrown into the basement when something "freaky" happened. It was not his fault, he did not chose to be here, he didn't chose to go back their either. That is why he ended up where he was today, if one person took the time to get to know Tom, he would have been a happy kid. He would have never turned to the darkness in such haste as she opened up her arms and embraced her child. The one thing that was always around him was Lady Darkness always offering power, all he had to do was accept the hand and defeat those who had wronged him.

The Dark Lord thought back on his younger years and what had happened, he had thought about what would happened if the outcome had been different. What if the kids would have been his friend? What if one of the ladies at the orphanage showed any type of kindness? What if his mother loved? Love? The Dark Lord smirked, who needed something such as love, all that love got you was a broken family, a broken heart. There was no place in this world for love, love is one thing people could use on others. Love is a weakness that needed to be crushed in the world. He needed no such thing, he did not care what happened to people anymore, and that was all Albus' fault for doing nothing to help him; always turned a blind eye on everything, never intervening on anything, just like what has happened to his Potion Master, and now what had happened to his Golden Boy. Yes, the old blind man has once again messed up, leaving the boy behind with people who never loved the child, who had put the child through more pain the Tom could ever think of. But it seemed that the old coot could care less. All he had to do was make contact with the boy, and make sure that he fell into his plans perfectly; the only thing that was in the way was how much his Potion Maker relied on the old headmaster. The Dark Lord had lost him when he targeted his beloved Lily, and that was a sacrifice he had to make to ensure his own life. Maybe if the kid turned towards the Dark Lord, he would once again have his Potion Maker on his side. He just had to put his plans to the test; but when? When would be the perfect time for everything to fall into place? When could he execute the way the Boy-Who-Lived to join the darkness, and rid the world from everyone that had wronged them.

He also had to contemplate what would make the Potter boy turn to his side. Certainly the thought of revenge on those who hurt him would appeal to the boy, and possibly his once loyal Potions Maker. The promise of protection could also sway the boy as well as his Potions Maker. The boy would not face the Dark Lord as Albus had planned, but instead he could be an innocent face for the Dark that the wizarding world would follow without question. The Potion Maker would be satisfied that his young charge was safe from the Dark Lord and his family. Power would also be a motivator. The political power will allow the Potter boy to influence the passing of laws, like those that rescue witches and wizards from Muggle parents or guardians.

Of course, he needed his body first, a body that would bring back the power he needed to fulfill his plans. The Stone was all he needed, the Stone would bring him back his body along with immortality, the one thing that has eluded him all these years. Yes, that is how he would get the boy, he knew the silly headmaster had set this whole thing up, even though he knew he had set it up he just could not give up the chance to gain immortality. So he had to come here, but along with that was the boys first year, so of course the old fool had set it up to test the boy, to see if he was a child of the Light. The Dark Lord smiled, a dark chuckle escaping his lips into the turban as his foolish host continued to pace. Yes, yes this was perfect! When the boy came down into the area where the stone was kept he would make a promise to the boy, he would offer the boy the world along aside him. Albus would be able to do nothing, since this was just a silly test for the boy, he would just sit back and watch as his boy wonder fail his test and join the Darkness by the Dark Lord's side. Everything was perfect; the only thing that was not thought of was if the boy would truly join his side. That is the one thing the Dark Lord cannot think of, that will was up to the boy and what he wanted his life to be like.

A/N: Yes here is another note from me I have a request for those who are into AOT fanfic reading I have posted chapter 21 to Love Me Not and would love for you guys to take a look. It is prompt ideas I have and would love to write, but I would like you thoughts on what you (the reader) would like to read. So please go take a look and leave a comment telling me what you think! Bye 3