Unravelled? → Tom Riddle ?

"Why did you bring me here?"

Tom stared at her, "I thought you might have questions, about all those years ar Hogwarts, I thought you might wish to speak with me."

Evelyn rolled her eyes, "you thought wrong. Those are distant memories, memories I do not think I wish to relive."

He leaned in closer to her, "I'm sure there are some you might want to relive."

"Tom, you never did know me very well though, did you?" She shook her head at him.

"Oh Evelyn," he leant in ever closer until he was close enough to feel her breath, "I knew you better than you thought. I knew everything you thought you have kept hidden, I knew the things that even you hadn't put together in your mind, I knew it all."

"You didn't though, you still don't know it all, I don't think you ever will. You can't feel the things I felt, you cannot truly know it." Evelyn pulled away from him, sighing deeply.

"I tried." He said simply.

Evelyn breathed out, "not hard enough Tom, it was never enough and I don't think you ever wanted it to be enough. You didn't want to let yourself feel the things I was feeling, you didn't want to open yourself up like that, you didn't want to be what you thought was weak but you were wrong. Feeling all of those things, it didn't make me weak, it made me so much stronger."

"I can see, you have done a lot for yourself, you did well Evelyn, truly."

"What have you done to yourself?" Evelyn looked up and down at Tom, the longer she spent looking, the more unrecognisable he became.

Tom pulled down his hood, "Evelyn, I have fashioned myself a new persona. I am no longer Tom Riddle, I am Lord Voldemort."

Evelyn thought back to their school years, the adventures, the magic, the horcruxes. "You made more didn't you?" Tom simply nodded. "How many?"

"I'm afraid I cannot tell you that, but I made enough. Evelyn I will not die, I am immortal now." He sighed, "you could have had this too, you could have followed me a joined me."

"I tried, I came with you to Little Hangleton, to Albania!" Evelyn struggled to catch her breath, the worlds tumbling from her lips rapidly.

"You did, but you were never really there, your intentions were never to truly join me, as much as you want to believe that at one point you really would have, I know it isn't true. I know you Evelyn, you wouldn't have let yourself commit, and I needed someone who could."

Evelyn rose from her seat, "so I take it that's what this is then?" She gestured at the large table, with chairs scattered everywhere around it, "are these people committed to you? Are they what I could never be?"

Tom tilted his head, glancing at her. "Yes." He stood up, "these people truly want the same as I do, they have the same beliefs, the same desires and dreams. We want the same thing, and people like you are stopping that from happening."

Evelyn thought back to the news that played every night, detailing how the Ministry was falling, how Tom was well and truly winning. "We aren't anymore. You've almost won and you know it. The Ministry is close to falling, your Death Eaters have infiltrated almost everywhere, there is nothing left."

"There is one thing left."

Evelyn knew at once what he meant. "The boy."

"Yes, the boy. He cannot live, you know that?" Tom spoke just like when he was a child at Hogwarts.

"But he is just a child-"

"A child that could destroy me, a child that could ruin everything I have ever worked for. He must be destroyed, you know that Evelyn, deep down," Tom said, with a look in his eyes like no other.

"Tom you really have become a monster, you are nothing like the boy I knew all those years ago." Evelyn felt the tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"Time changes people Evelyn, it changed you."

"Time didn't do that, you did."

"Evelyn come here." He ordered her, his voice soft.

"Why?" For once, she wasn't afraid.

"Just do it," and she did. Evelyn made her way towards him slowly, Tom smirking as she got closer. "Get closer," Tom could see deep into her eyes, and he knew in that moment, she truly wasn't afraid. "Don't look away, it's going to be okay."

Evelyn's eyes fixated on Tom's, they were not the eyes of the boy she loved all those years ago, they had changed. As she looked into his snake-like eyes, everything around her melted away, it was just them, and nobody else.

"What's that sound?" A familiar slithering sound entered the room.

Tom put a finger to her lips, "don't. It's okay."

"Goodbye Tom," she knew it had to happen.

"Goodbye," he planted one final kiss on her lips.

"Nagini, kill."

[THE END]