Here is the next chapter. Please read and review thank you love Hermione xxx

(AN: I wanted him to have to suffer before he could relax in his new body hence what is in this chapter. Nothing in this life is free as he learned when doin their darkest ritual)

Something was wrong and he could feel it. They should be here by now. What had happened to them he wondered as he glanced at Dumbledore who appeared to get panicked for a moment and then calm down. A quick glance into his mind told him all he needed to know. Dumbledore had thought Harry Potter had done something amazing to keep everyone behind. He was about to laugh at that thought when the hall doors burst open Minerva walking forth with the utterly terrified first years. He quickly spotted Zacharias Smith targeting the Weasley Twins and smirked he'd be one to watch for sure. When he heard what happened he himself was furious. Why indeed was Hagrid of all people getting first years at all? He was massive and would look frightening to someone so short. The hat was brought in and did its multicoloured dance and gave its speech. It confirmed in his mind right now that either one or all of the founding Lords or Ladies were here tonight and he agreed it would be the sorting of a lifetime.

"As I call your names you are to step forward one by one. You will sit on this stool here and I will place the hat on your head whereupon it will sort you into your houses!" she instructed and began.

"Hermione R Granger!" she called out as Hermione approached the sorting hat smiling with confidence as it was placed on her head obscuring her eyes from view.

Welcome Lady Ravenclaw. You have the starting of a soul bond forming with Lord Slytherin and I congratulate you on it. I will be able to converse more with you at any time you just need to go to the room of requirements and I will be there. RAVENCLAW! She bounded over to her new house feeling ecstatic.

"Damian P Dursley!" she called out as he smirked his head off. Marvolo watched him wondering why he looked so confident. He wasn't scared at all now.

Welcome Lord Slytherin. It is good to have you here once again kind of thing. The labs are as you left them as is your personal quarters. It can still be accessed by the side of the fireplace in the common room and no one shall see you go there either should the need to do so arise. You will prosper for sure. Remember first impressions can be misleading and have a nice time. Everyone deserves a second chance but never more then this. SLYTHERIN!

Damian walked confidently to Slytherin house followed there shortly by Draco Malfoy who looked terrified of him. Marvolo would know Lucius' son anywhere and he wondered why he was so terrified of someone with a muggle surname. A quick glance into the boys head showed him why and he chuckled to himself. Yes being friendly with Lord Black might do that to most people. He did after all have a lot of power in the world.

"Zacharias H Smith!"

Good evening Lord Hufflepuff it is a fine evening don't you think? Don't worry Hagrid will be dealt with. I know it has been on your mind since you saw him. I tried to tell Headmaster Dumbledore it was not a good idea but he merely proclaimed that he trusted him as he does most people who are not good and left it at that. Relax and enjoy the evening. HUFFLEPUFF!

"Neville G Longbottom!"

Welcome Lord Gryffindor. The Hall is still as you designed it all those years ago. As you are the one who designed it I am obligated to ask if you wish to change its design before I sort you.

Thank you Silas. I didn't even think of that. I am still adjusting to having all of Godrics memories on a whim if I think of something. The great hall should remain as it is but the Headmaster and Vice Headmistress should have thick tall obsidian marble chairs with cushions for comfort built into them and not the throne the current headmaster has. He is a headmaster not a king and it's high time he remembered that. It is not to be changed by him later on either using magic as I know what he thinks of himself. Also the other staff should have suitable chairs not the peasant chairs he gave them. What a disgrace. Proper tall mahogany chairs.

Yes indeed Lord Gryffindor you are right of course. For too long has he had a throne like golden chair while his vice headmistress and everyone else has had peasant chairs! Better be GRYFFINDOR!

As Neville had been talking with him so long people thought he'd been a hat stall but he wasn't at all The headmaster was shocked then as his and Minerva's chairs changed to the specified comfortable marble black ones which showed their importance and the other chairs for the rest of the staff became tall mahogany ones instead of the jokes they had been. Dumbledore was secretly furious with this as his staff were meant to be in lesser chairs so they didn't forget who was more important then they were specifically him. Now it looked as though he thought they were equals which he most certainly did not.

Marvolo was amazed with the changes as he could see how much Dumbledore hated it. He had needed to take a pain relief potion when he'd reconnected his soul as it had killed him multiple times like he'd done to everyone else before it would even work. As it had been their darkest ritual known to man he would need to suffer everything everyone he'd ever killed had first before he could find relief in his new body. To say he had been traumatised by it was an understatement.

From now on if he wished someone dead he would ask one of his loyal followers to do it for him as he could no longer stand it. He would still torture people form time to time but it would be different for sure. He would also give his death eaters more leeway then he had ever done before. If they wanted to say no to doing something he would ask them why they were saying no and then consider it; something he'd never have done before. Suffice it to say when you have to experience the forty something deaths you've personally caused while your soul painfully reintegrates itself into your new permanent body it makes you think about why you were wrong. He was now not above saying he was wrong. He had been wrong anyway and he knew it now. It wasn't their darkest ritual for no reason and he knew he'd need to repent before he would be even granted his new permanent body. He knew the Philosophers Stone was there but no longer had an interest in it not the Dumbledore knew that of course. Because of the goblin spell he'd invoked Dumbledore would still think Voldemort was out there somewhere and not that he was Voldemort himself which is what he wanted.

Actually as it happened Dumbledore would come to confide in him eventually about Voldemort something he would find interesting for sure. Muggleborns were still very much a problem but not for the reasons he had initially said. They were a problem because no one had ever told them how to behave in their world or explained why things happened that way in their world. They should have been taught but Dumbledore disgusting as he was had gotten rid of the damn traditional classes on it for safety. Well he'd be teaching them about it in his class for sure. They would learn about dark arts but first they would learn about culture. He would find a way to spin it so it made sense as to why they would be learning about it in the first place. As the sorting wore on Harry Potter was not there something he found very funny. Before he would have been furious but he knew better now. The Prophecy was only intact if he continued to act on it. If he didn't it would die out. Since he had decided not to the glow had left the globe in the hall of prophecies. It was no longer true.

Dumbledore approached the podium and made his speech including to stay away from the third floor corridor. He was extremely put out about Harry Potter not being there. Tom was so good at Legillimency that no one ever knew he was looking in their minds as he literally looked for what he needed only and left. He didn't stay there exploring everything he could possibly find like Dumbledore did. He could see Dumbledore had intended for Harry Potter to grow up with his muggle relatives but it hadn't worked out that way. I mean what kind of guy did that? How fucked up in his head was he? It was now obvious someone had stolen Harry Potter and raised him on there own probably in a foreign country. He was happy to see the back of the boy. He had bigger fish to fry himself which was the total overhaul of their world and how they conducted their business. A few select legillimency attacks in the Ministry had shown him all he needed to know about the idiots in power especially that obvious fool Umbridge! He'd see to her for sure. She was so blatant in her hatred of things that it did work in his favour as he could have her out of there as soon as he wanted to if he did and said a few of the right things. As the food appeared on the table he smiled. He was genuinely starving and having had to suffer forty something deaths over and over again before he could regain his new body had surely taken its toll on him. It was nothing a good meal and some dreamless sleep wouldn't cure. What an exciting feast.