I hold no rights to the characters or places used, just the plot. K'thanxbye~

P.S.S ...This might as well be the last chapter; its done through the eyes of Voldemort though. Don't hate me, please x']

It was written out twice; the first time i forgot to save e-e;

Word count aimed for: 11,552/10k
Chapter Word count: 2,344 [minus above and A/N at the end =D]

-To Begin~3-

He couldn't let his other know, because to know would be to admit to his faults. He didn't want to die, but that was before meeting his younger lover. For that reason alone Voldemort had closed the connection a she went to each and every one of his Horcrux and destroyed then. He learned through Harry's mind that the ring and diary were already gone. He had killed Nagini first, then it was to Slytherins Locket; that one had been hard to locate, but a quickly placed Imperius helped loads.

In his final mission he worked alone collecting the goblet, and then getting Malfoy's boy to get his Diadem from the school took a few hours though. With the remaining four Horcrux's in his possession he destroyed them in his family home; Riddle Manor. The more he destroyed, the more he felt his soul serge together; it felt like he was drinking huge amounts of liquid. It went from the top of him to his toes, until he couldn't feel it anymore. His soul was merging but once it was all done he could tell there was one piece missing. A cold chill went down his spine as he let himself one moment of weakness my himself.

With his suspicions in mind, Voldemort occluded certain thoughts then unblocked the connection. It felt weaker; probably because of the pieces of his soul that weren't part of him when it was forged. That was probably take a few moments to fix up. Why did he even care? in a short while he would be burning on some pyre in hopes that his soul would never return. He let a small smirk grace his snake like features before turning towards the ball room of his fathers manor.

After reassuring His bonded and lulling him to sleep, the Dark Lord threw open the doors and looked around. At once all the ex-death eaters got to their kneels and raised their wands above their heads. Exactly five hours ago, he had taken his mark from each of their arms; whether it was by force or will, it happened. With his Mark gone from their arms, he realized that he truly was Dark.

He remembered how he had joined an ancient group known as the Knights of Walpurgis that had been started by his ancestor Salazar Slytherin. He had turned it from a simple muggle hating group of pure-bloods to a group that actually liked murdering and torturing Muggles and Mud-bloods. He shook his head; he couldn't think of that now.

"Today is the day that we take what it ours." and so started his speech. He wasn't to worried about his army winning or losing; they all had plans amongst each other to help protect each other. Many had to give up their extremest ways or be subjected to banishment and outing.

He couldn't believe what being bound to the Chosen one has done to him; from fear to respected to honored. He was still terrifying but only to those who disrespected or left them. Even through his followers had thought him under imperio at first, they obviously didn't now.

As his speech finished, the grandfather clock all the way in the foyer donged the time; it was midnight, four hours till they all had to meet up in the Forbidden Forest. Four hours till his time was up. He looked at the door the sound was making its way through and then turned back to his army. "Dismissed"

The second the ex-dark lord tore down the Apperation barriers, everyone but a selected few disapperated so Voldemort took his leave.

Tom Movolo Riddle. Thats who he had once more become He was no longer Voldemort, the man he looked to be. He currently stood in front of a body length mirror just staring at himself. His red eyes were piercing, his skin was pale, and his head was bald, but with the pieces of his soul still fusing to his, he would give it three hours to start looking more human; three hours give our take. He couldn't complain.

Closing his eyes he could almost feel, almost see what Harry was dreaming peacefully about. a small smile came to his face; if only dreams came true, this is one that he could share with the boy.

-skip two hours-

Although he was looking more and more like 'Tom' by the minute, he could have gone without having to keep cutting his damned hair. It seemed that it was growing as it would have if his body did not take on its deformed look after his resurrection. It took a while before he figured it wouldn't grow any more and he kept it shoulder length. With he did resemble Harry Potter a great deal, it was obvious he was older, darker. His skin was paler, eyes darker and hair longer.

Was he becoming a narcissistic? he shook his head and decided stepping away from the mirror was best.

-skip two hours-

The hour was finally upon them. Tom had apperated to the meeting point and then people began to join them one by one. With all the dark magic he gave out kept all the magical creatures away and almost safe behind the Hogwarts barriers. With a smirk, and most of his power, he, along with the rest of his followers, threw their magic, breaking the barrier. All around them it was like ash from a fire as they walked.

It fell all around them, almost making a path and praising his very existence. he closed his eyes as he stopped. From all the noise from the castle before them, it was obvious everyone has been alerted. he nodded and the one group that had been following him broke out into two; one to the left of his person and the other to the right.

He wanted them go as he felt a calming presence in his mind.

'don't, call them all off' his bonded said soothingly, trying to stop the inevitable.

'i can't, most are under imperio. without their mark, i can not tell them what to do' Tom wasn't so sure that Harry knew what he was talking about with tom had mention 'without their mark'. He felt Harry's mind practically rub against his for information, and Tom gave it willingly, but nothing else.

With the equivalence of a gasp, harry began talking to him quickly. 'You removed their marks?' and with that the connection was cut and Tom began dueling with the woman who had confronted him. It took a while for tom to realize who it was, but when he did, his face broke out into a wide grin as he began to mock the Headmistress.

With a quickly jinx, which was effectively blocked, followed by a Stupify, Tom began his journey to the Great Hall. The very first place he had felt 'home', and it was were he wanted to die; even if he was dying, through, he wasn't going without a fight.

He stunned everyone whom had crossed his path, thinking him another death eater without his mask and making him feel a little insulted. None of that mattered in the end through.

There he stood, in all his glory was Harry James Potter. He had just downed another one of his army and was now facing Tom with what looked to be disbelief. Tom raised his wand.

"This is the end, Harry James Potter." He felt a pulse and he knew, he absolutely knew that his earlier suspicions were true. Only he would die here tonight.

"Same to you Tom" At least the boy spared him embarrassment with his fathers ghastly last name.

Their wands met in power, each spell hitting hitting and knocking the other into a nearby person or wall. Someone was at both of their backs, blocking them from attempts at their person.

There was two ways Tom could do this; ask or trick. His Slytherin side was just begging to give in and ask for forgiveness from his bonded, but he wouldn't give in. He wanted to be free of his bind that he had forced onto himself.

Would he have gone to Harry that night so many months ago if it hadn't been for the bond he felt? No, that was obvious. He wouldn't have drove himself crazy with want, and that foreign feeling he named love.

He wouldn't have forced his views onto Harry, corrupted him and took him away from his home, his side of this war. Tom Riddle wouldn't have had to hide his love with lust, wouldn't have had to hide from Harry at all, had he not merged them together that night in the ministry.

Out of all the stupidest things he could have done, split his soul, kill his first lover, hunt the deathly hollows, and then break his Horcrux's his split decision to merge with Harry, to gain information and taunt the boy with it was the worst and the best thing that had every happened to him.

As Tom Riddle cast a quickly jinx on Harry, they could both be heard shouting the same line.

"Avrada Kavara"

-1 year Later-

Harry Potter and Tom Riddle; Gone.

Harry threw Tom the paper and laughed as he sat down at his lovers feet, turning towards the fire that was blazing from the hearth as he leaned back to enjoy the silence that had followed him from the kitchen.

After the killing curse had been cast those many months ago, Harry potter and Bellatrix Lestrange had died; much to Rudolphus' dismay, his wife never really loved him it should seem. Hell had broken loose among everyone that morning and Tom Riddle had been placed in custody.

The Horcrux in Harry had been destroyed and harry woke up the next day, thankfully, to everyone's amazement. They had snapped Tom's wand, which he didn't really care about all that much, and had his magic bound before the Savior of the Light was able to see him again; even after he had insisted Tom had changed. It would seem that no one would trust him fully. It didn't matter though, because after Harry had gotten custody of tom they began their relationship; a real relationship.

As for why they were in a cottage in the middle of no where? They both decided that after all that has happened, they needed a little break from magic and the ministry. They were no longer soul bound, and the scar on Harry's head was barely visible now. Most important? they were happy and expecting something soon.

"Hey Tom..." Harry said absent mindlessly as he rested his head against Tom's knees.

"hmm?"

"i never really had the courage to ask you but... what gave you your appearance back anyways?"

"Oh that? i destroyed my own Horcrux's." the silence following Tom's answer was pregnant and Harry turned to Tom, now on his knees.

"Do you think...?" The younger man said, tilting his head a little to be cute. Tom smiled.

"No, Love. You gotta keep in mind that Poppy said you can't be doing that right now." Harry pouted cutely and stood, only to plop himself in toms lap. Tom chuckled and snuggled into his lovers back.

"Do you think we'll make good parents?" Harry asked, guiding Toms hands over his stomach where their twins lay, getting ready to join the world. Tom hummed as he placed his chin on Harry's shoulder.

"I suppose so... i mean, we both know what we'd have wanted in parents..."

"No, no, no. i'm being serious here" Harry said, chuckling lightly.

"I know, love. i know." Tom kissed Harry's neck and pushed him off his lap, "Come on, time for your nap or Poppy with have my head." Harry raised his eye brow but followed Tom anyways.

As harry sat down on the bed he grabbed Toms hand. Tom looked at him questioningly, and when Harry kissed his palm, Tom understood.

"Don't fret, love. i'm just going to the loo. I'll be back soon." with a smile Harry nodded and got under the blankets.

True to his word, Tom got in beside Harry and they snuggled once more.

"Did you think of any names yet?" Tom asked, strocking harry's wild hair.

"I don't know... i was originally going to name them after War Hero's but then thought against it. i mean, who would want a dead persons name?" Harry asked, looking into Tom's eyes.

Tom smiled and said, "well? How about this; you name the first and i'll name the second" Harry pondered Tom's words then Nodded.

"If its a girl i'm naming her Iris Rose, if its as boy, i'm naming him Tyus Severus." harry smiled innocently at Tom and tom raised an eyebrow, waiting for Harry to answer to unvoiced question. "I like flowers, and when i think of our child, i chose your favorite and compared it with mine... as or the boy i like the way it flows... and you gotta admit, Severus is a pretty cool name." Harry felt childish for say that, so he hid his embarrassment in the chest of his love.

"For a girl.. hmm..." Tom had to think for a few moments and mentally nodded to himself for his choices, "Kyra Rae, Its short and simple... as for a boy... Salazar Jade. Just because." and he smiled at Harry who was giggling.

"Would your first born son be the new heir of Slytherin? d'you think?" harry asked, getting comfortable as he got more and more sleepy.

"No worries; I'll make sure the Chamber is never opened again." Tom whispered as he closed his eyes. Unlike Harry, Tom was still able to speak the snake language.

"Hey..." Harry muttered after a few moments of silence.

"hmm?"

"I love you..."

There was a small silence and only their breathing was heard. Harry didn't really mind of Tom didn't say it; He rarely did.

"I love you too, Harry."

But Harry absolutely loved it when he did.

-The End-

A/N: OKAY.

Its done. and i'm actually thinking of writing up a short sequel... just to see how life is for them... ANYWHO~ Today is when the magic ends and is sealed for good. the last Harry Potter movie comes out today, and i'm feeling kinda down because of that... maybe that's why this is kinda longer then i usually write... i unno. anyways; i edited the story once again, but no worries, i just merged the chapters.

Chapter 1 and 2 are now chapter one.

chapter 3 and 4 are now chapter two.

Chapter 5 and 6 are now chapter three.

and chapter seven, which this chapter was originally called, is now chapter four.

Sorry if i confused anyone D=

~Lynnea

'Mischief Managed'