User:Ravenlotus

I am a 32 year old single mom of a beautiful little girl. I love books, music, dance, movies, and anything to do with the pararnomal. I espcially love werewolves. They are uber sexy. I would love to chat with lots of new people. I am a writer, I write fan fiction, plays, and original short stories. Some day I will write books.

This is a Harry Potter Fan Fic that I wrote. I hope you all enjoy it.

How Tom Marvolo Riddle became Lord Voldemort    By: Janell Cragun

Akasha Rae Osiris grew up in England. Born to pure-bloods she always knew she was a witch. Known to all her friends as “Mother Akasha”, because of her motherly nature. At 11 years of age she was accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There she was sorted into Gryffindor House. While attending Hogwarts, Akasha met and fell in love with Anubis Caesar Reddragon; who happened to be in Slytherin House. Gryffindor and Slytherin were rival houses, and because that they had to keep their love a secret, to not upset the other Gryffindors and Slytherins. No matter what, they just couldn’t and wouldn’t understand. After graduating they got married and decided to move to the United States, because of the minority of witches and wizards they were able to live in peace. The unfortunate side was they had to live among and as muggles. Their four daughters three of them triplets Tori Rae, DesiRae, and Ivy Rae me the lone baby Sakura Rae were forced by muggle law to go to the ever silly and petty muggle school. Tori and DesiRae took after their mother; Tori especially with her loving and motherly nature to everyone, including her sisters. Ivy on the other hand took after her father, and just seemed to be more susceptible to all things evil, she became fascinated with the Dark Arts. When the triplets turned 11, they were excepted into Hogwarts (I was 7 and not old enough to go yet). Therefore making it necessary for the family to move back to England. At Hogwarts, Tori and DesiRae were sorted into Gryffindor and Ivy into Slytherin. Being at Hogwarts with its abundance of magical resources Ivy delved even deeper into her study of the Dark Arts. While in her in-depth study of the Dark Arts, she came across the story of a young man by the name of Tom Marvolo Riddle, who later became the infamous Lord Voldemort. The more she read about him the more she fell in love with him. In her fourth year, she decided that it was time for them to meet. She would go back in time, meet him and help him to become the greatest dark wizard in history; and to of course, become his queen. It was weeks before Ivy came up with the perfect plan on going back in time. She remembered that in her 3rd year a girl named Hermione who was a Gryffindor and friend to the ever, popular Harry Potter, had acquired a time turner. Ivy knew that this was the only tool that would make it possible for her to meet Tom. The only problem now was how to get a hold of one. Hermione had gotten special permission to have one; and at the end of the year had to return it. She decided to ask her father, who now worked in the Ministry of Magic in the Department of International and  Magical Cooperation, if he could obtain one for her. She told him that it was for some special project at school. Her plan worked, naturally being the daddy’s girl that she was, it was easy to convince him. She created a spell make the time turner turn back to the appropriate time frame she needed. She then; went back in time to win the love of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and of course to help him any way she could.

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The past…

“Okay, there he is. Heart don’t fail me now.” Said Ivy as she closed her invisibility cloak around her and set off after Tom. Just as Tom was about to say the password to open the door to the Slytherin common room, he heard a voice whisper, “Tom, over here.” “ Over where? I can’t see you.” Replied Tom. “Follow the sound of my voice Tom.” “Why should I?” “Because if you don’t, I can’t tell you the information I have to help you not get caught for opening the Chamber of Secrets.” “How do you know about that?” “ Follow me and find out Tom.” Tom followed the voice into an empty classroom. “Now, I demand to know Who you are!” commanded Tom. Ivy removed her invisibility cloak. “My name is Ivy Rae Reddragon.” “Well then Ivy, tell me, how do you know about the Chamber of Secrets? I haven’t even opened it yet.” “ Well first off I must say that it is a great honor to meet you M’Lord, and second, I am from the future and I have come to aid you in your transformation of becoming the greatest dark wizard of all time. After all, as everyone knows behind every great wizard stands a great witch.” “ So tell me, Ivy, what does the future hold for me?” asked Tom as his eyes pierced Ivy’s. Her heart skipped a beat. “ It holds much success, and failure, but lets not dwell on that today. We must first fashion you a new, name.” Said Ivy as she pulled out her wand. Tom nodded in agreement. “ Okay, taking the letters in you name you can rearrange them to spell out your new name.” Said Ivy as she wrote out T-O-M M-A-R-V-O-L-O  R-I-D-D-L-E in the air with her wand; the letters appearing to glow as if made of fire. “ I want a name that one day other witches and wizards everywhere will fear to speak.” Said Tom. Ivy nodded with an evil, clever smile as she waved her wand again. The letters floated into a new position spelling out 	I AM LORD VOLDEMORT. “Lord Volemort. I like that.” Grinned Tom. “I knew you would, M’Lord.” Said Ivy as she once again flashed that evil, clever smile of hers. “You have such a beautiful smile.” Complimented Tom ask he caressed her cheek with his first finger. Ivy blushed. “Thank You M’Lord.” Tom took Ivy’s hand in his, as he took a deep breath and said, “ Did my heart love till now? Forswear it sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night. If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: My lips, to blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.” “Good pilgrim, you do wrong you hand to much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this, For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers kiss.” “Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?” “ Aye, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.” “ O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.” “ Saints do not move, though grant for prayer sake.” “ Then move not, while my prayers’ effect I take. Tom gently kisses Ivy. ‘Then from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.” “Then have my lips the sin that they have took.” “Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged ! Give me my sin again.” He kisses her once more. “You kiss by th’book.” Tom and Ivy gaze passionately into each other’s eyes. Then to suddenly break this wonderful moment Ivy realizes the time. “It is time for me to go my lord. I guess we kinda got off track. I will have to tell you about the Chamber of Secrets and one other precious thing next time. ‘Good night, good night ! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow,’” “Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, Peace in thy breast ! would I were sleep and Peace, so sweet to rest !” With that Ivy pulled on her invisibility cloak and turned her time turner and faded back into the future. Leaving Tom dumbfounded as he pondered the sweet events that had just past.

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The next morning at breakfast in the Great Hall, as Tori and DesiRae walked past the Slytherin table to say good morning to Ivy, they noticed she was exceptionally cheerful. “ You’re exceedingly chipper this morning; let me guess you cursed some first year Hufflepuff?” asked DesiRae. “ That information is strictly confidential.” Retorted Ivy. “ Whatever you say, sister. Dear!” said DesiRae with a smirk, as she and Tori walked to the Gryffindor table to sit down. “ She’s in love, Tori.” Stated DesiRae. “ Our Ivy, in love? Is that possible?” laughed Tori. The two girls giggled at the thought; and pondered the question more deeply. The rest of the day seemed to drag on forever, as Ivy anxiously, awaited nightfall, so she could escape to see Tom. …………………………………………………………………………….	The night had finally come. Ivy soon found Tom and together they went into the girls bathroom and then entered the Chamber. After practicing with the Basilisk Ivy realized it was time for her to get back to her own time. “It’s time for me to go M’Lord.” “I don’t think so Ivy. You’re going to stay and tell me everything you know about how I become powerful. And I am not going to let you leave until you do. “ said Tom as he took her time turner. Ivy grabbed her wand out of her robes and pointed it at her time turner in Tom’s hands. “Acci…” “Oh no you don’t. “ interrupted Tom as he yanked Ivy’s wand out of her hand. “I’m also confiscating this.’ He said as he picked up her invisibility cloak off the floor. Tom then left Ivy in the Chamber dumbstruck. “ He’s sadly mistaken if he thinks he can keep me locked up down here. Because thanks, to that do-gooder Harry Potter; I know my way out. But of course I must make my dear, sweet Tom think that he’s got me trapped. After all I did kind of leave some things out of what I said about great wizards and witches. What I meant to say was; that beside, every great Wizard, stands an even Greater Witch!”

______The Next Morning in Ivy’s time at breakfast; Tori and DesiRae noticed an empty seat at the Slytherin table. “ Where’s Ivy?” asked Tori. “ She probably slept in. Let’s ask someone. There’s Marcus Flint, he might know.” Said DesiRae. “ Yeah, he probably knows her whole schedule and everything, he’s so in love with her. Hey! Flint, have you seen Ivy this’morning? “	“No, I haven’t, I don’t know where she is. Millicent Bulstrode said she didn't come up to bed last night."	“Ok. Thanks Flint.” Said DesiRae as she and Tori headed back to the Gryffindor Table. 	“Oy, DesiRae! If you see her, tell her I want to talk to her?” Asked Flint. 	“Sure.” Replied DesiRae. “Where do you think she is?”

“ Probably in the library studying about the dark arts and You Know Who.” Said Tori. “ She probably wants to impress that guy she’s in love with.” “ Yeah, knowing her. Come on lets get to class.” Said DesiRae as she popped a piece of bacon into her mouth. They walked out of the Great Hall with books in one hand and a piece of toast in the other.

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In the Chamber, Ivy sat anxiously, awaiting to activate her plan in getting back to her own time. It wasn’t long before she heard footsteps echoing down the Chamber corridor. “Are you still here Ivy?” laughed Tom.” Like you could go anywhere, I mean it’s not like you can disapparate right?” Ivy chuckled. “ Lets not dwell on that right now. I missed you terribly, and I’ve been so lonely without you down here.” Cried Ivy as she flung her arms around Tom and hugged him. Embellishing in the warmth and passion of her embrace he kissed her deeper and more heated than the first time. Lost in his kiss, Ivy almost forgot her plan. As she pulled away she slowly and discreetly reached into his robes grabbed her wand, time turner, and invisibility cloak. “ Clever, my dear. Very clever.” Said Tom in astonishment. “ Did you actually expect less, darling? You know first hand how us Slytherins will do anything to get what we want.” “True, very true.” “ Now that you have been patient enough I’m going to tell you about the Chamber of Secrets and what’s going to happen within the next few years, regarding your rise to becoming the Greatest Dark Wizard in the world.” Said Ivy. She told him about how Harry Potter as a baby defeated him; and about how he could frame Hagrid and Arogog. She then went on to tell him about how to preserve his 16 year old self in a diary, how Moaning Myrtle helped Harry locate the entrance to the Chamber and defeate him once more. Just as he was about to get disappointed from all his failures, Ivy told him about the Triwizard Tournament and about how she thought he could win this time. He was astonished to find out how powerful this Harry kid had turned out to be. But Ivy said her next plan was fool proof. Tom then got an idea to discuss things in more detail. “I do have a question to ask you. Will you go with me to Hogsmeade next weekend? We can talk about this idea of yours some more and I’ll buy you some Fizzing Whizbees and a couple of Butter Beers.” “Sure, but only if you will go with me to the Yule Ball.” “What’s the Yule Ball?” “ Well in light of the Tourment we are having a Ball. So will you go with me?” “Well I would really like to, but is Professor Dumbledore still there?” “ Yeah, he’s head master now. Why?” “Well how are we going to get past him? He will obviously know who I am.” “ Don’t worry I have a plan. I happen to know that Marcus Flint the Slytherin Quidditch Captain is going to ask me. So what I will do is say yes to him, then on the night of the ball I will knock him out, come get you and then you can drink some of the polyjuice potion and turn into Flint.” “ That is a good plan. So when is this Yule Ball?” “This weekend, we can go after we get back from Hogsmeade.” “ But what about the polyjuice potion? It takes a month to make.” “ Again you underestimate me. I happen to keep a fresh batch on hand, in case I need to spy on someone and my invisibility cloak doesn’t work if I am going into another house’s common room.” “ You are good. I just love the way your mind works. Simply wicked. Ok this time I will let you go. But you have to promise me you will come back at noon next Saturday, so we can go to Hogsmeade. “	“ I promise.” Said Ivy as she kissed Tom goodbye and returned to her own time.

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Back in her own time, Ivy is heading back to the Slytherin common room when she hears a familiar voice say: “ Good evening, Miss Reddragon.” “ G…good evening Professor Dumbledore.” “ It’s not very wise for a young Slytherin like yourself to be up wandering around this late at night.” “ Yes, Professor. I was just on my back from the library.” Professor Dumbledore looked down at Ivy over his half-moon shaped glasses, as he searched in her eyes for the answer of being up to no good, that he knew was there. “Alright, off you go.” Said Professor Dumbledore. Ivy walked on towards the Slytherin dormitory. The next morning came rather quickly. Ivy felt as though she had just gotten to sleep when she heard a voice waking her up. “Ivy. Ivy! Wake up!” said Millicent Bulstrode. Ivy awoke slowly. “Huh. Is it morning already?” she asked sleepily as she arose out of bed. “Unfortunately. Where were you yesterday?” questioned Millicent. “I was at the library real late and I just got so tired that I couldn’t get up in time.” “Researching the Dark Arts again?” “Yep. “ said Ivy as she pulled on her robes and grabbed her wand and books. When they got downstairs Marcus Flint was right at the bottom of the stairs waiting nervously for Ivy. “Ivy, er… can I talk to you for a moment please?” asked Flint. “Sure.” Replied Ivy glancing up at Millicent. The two girls smiled at each other. “I’ll leave you two alone.” Snickered Millicent. “I… er … was wondering if you … er … wanted to go to the Yule Ball with me?” stammered Marcus. “ Yeah. Sure.” said Ivy flashing that evil clever smile of hers. “ Yes! Er… I mean good I … er … have to get to class. Bye.” Said Marcus as he turned and headed off to class smiling inside. Ivy headed towards her Care of Magical Creatures class. As soon as she got to Hagrid’s cottage Tori and DesiRae came rushing up to her. “ Where were you yesterday?!” demanded Tori. “Sleeping. Why.” Retorted Ivy. “ Sleeping huh? Well that’s funny. Because no one remembers seeing you.” “Well that’s probably because I didn’t want people to disturb me!” Ivy yelled back. “LIAR!” screamed DesiRae. “ OH AM I! You two think that just because you’re my sisters and you’re older than me that you have the right, to know where I am and what I am doing at all times. Well you know what? My business is my business. SO STAY OUT OF MY LIFE!!!” By now the whole class was staring at them in fear and anticipation that they might start a cat fight. Hadgrid came out of his cottage. “What’s all der commotion?” he asked. “Everything’s ok sir, just a little family dispute.” Answered Tori. “ Well if dat’s all, let’s get started den..eh?” said Hagrid, “ Let’ try the Blast-end Skrewets on some vegetables today.” Ivy gave a last glare to Tori and DesiRae and went to join a group of slytherins gathered around a crate.

---Later in the Slytherin common room. --- “I heard you really told your sisters off in Care of Magical Creatures today.” Commented Millicent. “ That’s my girl!” interrupted Marcus, who then turned red from embarrassment, as now everyone was pointing and laughing at him. “ I just wish they would stay out my fricken life!” “Fricken?” “ It’s a mild version of an American word for bloody.” “ Oh, Okay. But I agree. It’s your life. You can do what you want. I mean it’s not like they’re your parents.”

“ Exactly. But oh well… such is life.” “ “ Some life. I can’t believe you’re going to the ball with Marcus Flint. You know he can't dance right?” said Millicent changing the subject. “ But with a little magic, together we will clear the dance floor.” Millicent looked confused. “ Sorry, I mean we’ll look so good that everyone will stop and watch us.” “ Where did you learn to dance?” “ Well when I lived in the U.S, I was forced to go to a muggle school. And well, every Tuesday we had what muggles call Physical Education and well they taught us lots of dances.” “ Oh. Ok.” The weekend came fast; and as she promised Ivy met Tom in Myrtle’s bathroom. “ Are you ready for Hogsmeade?” asked Tom. “ I’m here aren’t I?” answered Ivy. “ Okay then lets go.” Said Tom as he took Ivy’s hand in his and together they made their way to Hogsmeade. “So where first?” asked Tom. “ How about Honeydukes?” “Right-oh.” Tom bought Ivy some Fizzing Whizbee’s, Chocolate Frogs, and Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans. They then went to Madame Puddyfoot’s; where they sipped on Butter Beer and talked. “ You can dance right?” asked Ivy. “ I can hold my own.” Replied Tom. “ Well… what dances do you do best? “ Well pretty much anything. But my favorites are the New Swing, Cha-cha, Foxtrot and Tango. What about you?” “ Same.” Said Ivy as she flashed her famous smile. Tom nodded with assurance that they would cut a rug. “ Ivy, you know how much I love you. And I was wondering if you would be my lady and my dark empress, perhaps?” “ Yes. I would love to be your consort. You will see I serve you well, because I love you too.” The twosome then raised their mugs and drank to the future. Night time finally came. Ivy looked exquisite, in her green velvet dress. Marcus Flint just about fainted when he saw her. “ Good evening, Marcus.” Said Ivy. “ G…g…g…good evening.” Stumbled Flint as he picked his jaw off the ground. He then offered her his arm and they walked out of the Slytherin common room; Marcus basking in the glory of jealous looks he was getting from the other Slytherin boys. “ Marcus, before we go into the ball; let’s take a walk. I need to release some nervous energy.” Marcus nodded in euphoria as he followed Ivy. They arrived at Myrtle’s bathroom, where Tom was waiting for them underneath Ivy’s invisibility cloak; which he removed when they came in. “ What’s going on?” asked Marcus. “ Nothing, if anything. Look at me Marcus.” Said Ivy as she held his gaze with hers. “ Look deep into my eyes. When I count to three and clap my hands you will fall asleep. And stay asleep till I count to three and clap my hands a second time. 1…2…3…” Marcus became limp and fell to the floor. Suddenly Moaning Myrtle appeared in front of Tom and Ivy. " What kind of spell was that?" asked Tom. " It wasn't a spell. It's called hypnosis. Muggles use it to recall memories that they have forgotten," " Clever." “ Why does your voice sound so familiar?” questioned Myrtle of Tom. Tom and Ivy gave each other a confused look. “ I remember now. You’re the one who said those funny words just before I died! Do you know how DIS-TRAUT I’ve been all these years?! Screamed Myrtle. Thinking quickly Tom stated, “ Oh Myrtle. I can’t tell you how sorry I am. I truly did not know you were in there. If I had known, I would have never released the Basilisk. Please,” taking her hand in his the best he could,” can you ever find it in your heart to forgive me? Please Myrtle I am forever in your debt.” “ Well…I guess I will accept your apology. You seem sincere enough. Okay, I forgive you.” Said Myrtle. Tom smiled, “ Thank you, so much Myrtle.” Ivy bent down and plucked a few of Flint’s hairs, added them to the polyjuice potion and handed it to Tom. Before he took a drink, he said, “ Myrtle, I have a very important, favor to ask you.” “ Anything, for you Tom…Ahhh.” Giggled Myrtle shyly. “ We need you to keep a close eye on him, and you can’t say anything to anybody about what you are going to witness in the next few minutes.” “ You have my word Tom.” “ Thank you, Myrtle.” Said Tom and Ivy in unison. With that Tom drank the polyjuice potion. “ Ugh…gg. I think I’m going to be sick.” Tom grabs his stomach, but instead of vomiting he begins to change into Marcus. After his transformation he offers Ivy his arm and they head to the ball. “Did I mention that my waltz can sweep a woman off her feet?” asked Tom as offered his arm to escort her to the Great Hall and led her to the dance floor; where they waltzed across the floor with ease and grace. “ Wow, look at them. I had no idea Flint could dance like that. Did you?” asked Tori. “ Knowing Ivy she probably cast a spell on him.” Said DesiRae. “ Yeah, cuz he is really uncoordinated. I’m surprised he can play Quidditch as well as he does.” Laughed Marlon Rawlings a Ravenclaw and Tori’s date. Ivy and ‘Flint’ stopped dancing and walked over to Tori and DesiRae. “ Looking good out there you two.” Commented Tori. “ Naturally.” Said Ivy. “ So what spell, did you use to get Flint to dance?” asked DesiRae. “ Wouldn’t you like to know?” sneered Ivy, as she and Tom went back to the dance Floor. “ Something is different about Flint.” Stated a concerned Tori. “ What do you mean different?” Questioned DesiRae. “ Well, when I looked in his eyes, it was really weird. It was pure unadulterated evil. I know Flint is in Slytherin and all but still, I have never seen someone with that much evil in their eyes.” “ I think we need to investigate our little sister’s life.” Said DesiRae. Tori nodded in agreement, as she watched others dance she noticed something curious about Flint. DesiRae seeing Tori’s confusion looked in the same direction. “ What’s up with his teeth? They’re not big and crooked.” Said Tori. DesiRae was equally as shocked. Ivy noticed Tom’s teeth returning to normal and without an explanation pulled him out of the great hall and back into the girls bathroom. “ What’s the matter? Why did we leave?” asked Tom. “ You’re turning back. Look.” Answered Ivy. Tom gazed at his reflection watching as he returned to his normal good-looking self. “ Whew! That was a close one. I thought we were going to get caught. But I don’t think anyone saw.” Said Ivy. “ Good. I think the dance was wrapping up anyway so, this is good night. “ Said Tom. Ivy nodded. Ivy and Tom kissed each other goodbye. Ivy then picked up Marcus and transported him to the Slytherin common room.

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Back at the Slytherin common room, Ivy woke up Marcus. “ Head up Marcus. 1… 2… 3…” Marcus woke up. “ Where are we?” asked Marcus sleepily. “ In front our common room, silly. Did I wear you out that much that you don’t remember anything? We danced and everyone stopped to watch us we were so good.” Stated Ivy flashing that famous smile of hers. “ Wow, I didn’t know I could dance.” Said an astonished Marcus. “ I made you look good. Now do you remember the password or do I have to say it?” “ Toil and Trouble.” Said Marcus as he took a hold of Ivy’s hand and together they walked through the entrance and into the common room. Some of the younger students were sitting around either studying or playing games. “ So are you going to walk me to my dorm room?” asked Ivy. “ Er…of course.” Stammered Marcus. “ Well, thank you Marcus I had a really great time.” Said Ivy. “ Er…your welcome.” Said Marcus as he mustered up the courage to kiss her. Ivy hesitated a moment and then kissed him back. Just as Ivy and Marcus were about to pull apart they heard a familiar voice. “ Oooh! Go for it Ivy!” teased Millicent. “ Good Night. Marcus.” Said Ivy as she ended the kiss and shot a look of anger at Millicent. “ Good Night, Ivy.” Said Marcus as he and Millicent’s date walked to their dorm. Once in their dorm Millicent asked “ So… do those big teeth of his get in the way?” “ No. He’s actually quite good…but no where near as good as…oh nevermind.” “ No, tell me. Who?” said Millicent. “ Promise you won’t tell?” “ I promise. I won’t tell a soul.” “ Neither will I.” Laughed Ivy and with that she got into bed; leaving poor Millicent dumbfounded. The night of the final task for the champions finally came. Ivy was ecstatic with what she knew was about to happen. Before she had time to think about it both Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory arived in the cemetary. Ivy who was watched the events between Harry and Voldemort from behind a tree. After Harry had left, Ivy came out of her hiding place. Voldemort grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. “ OW! That hurt.” Said Ivy. “ YOU SAID I WOULD DEFEAT HIM! AND I DIDN’T!” screamed Voldemort. “ All I said was that you would get your powers back, and you did.” Said Ivy trying to stay clam. “ I REMEMBER WHAT I HEARD. YOU SAID THE WHOLE THING WAS FOOL PROOF. YOU HAVE LOST MY TRUST AND MY LOVE. I NO LONGER WANT YOU AS MY LADY! Infact…” Voldemort pulled out his wand and pointed it at Ivy, and said, “ Avarda…” Ivy anticipating what he was going to do had her wand at the ready; and said just in the nick of time, “Expelliarmus” Voldemort’s wand flew towards her. She then picked it up and threw it and then took off back to Hogwarts. Ivy went to the Slytherin common room. Marcus was sitting at the table doing homework. He looked up when he heard the bang of the door slamming. Noticing that she looked upset he got up to give her a hug. “ Are you ok?” he asked. Ivy shook her head and hugged Marcus tightly and began to cry. “ If you were my girl, you would never cry. Except for maybe happiness.” Comforted Marcus. Ivy looked up at him and smiled. Then with as much confidence he could muster Marcus said, “ Ivy Rae Reddragon, would you be my girlfriend?” “ Does this answer your question?” smiled Ivy as she wiped a tear and kissed him deeply. Flint pulled away, smiled and kissed her again. Locked and embraced in the kiss they didn’t hear the door to the common room open. “ Oy Flint! Get you some!” mocked Draco Malfoy. Ivy and Marcus quickly pulled apart. “ Jealous much, Malfoy?” mocked Ivy. Crabbe and Goyle snickered. Malfoy glared at them and the two stopped immediately. “ We came here to tell you that everyone is suppose to be in the Great Hall.” Stated a very annoyed Malfoy who then turned and left the common room with his two cronies bounding behind him. Ivy and Marcus followed hand in hand. After sitting down at the Slytherin table Tori and DesiRae came over to Ivy. “ Are you okay, sweetie? We saw what happened with You Know Who.” Whispered an empathetic Tori. “ You followed me?” said a very agitated Ivy. “ We saw what happened at the Yule Ball. So we broke into your dorm room and read your diary. When we found out what you were up to, we followed you to the cemetery. Are you heart broken?” asked DesiRae. “ Well first of all just know that I am going to rip you both a new one when we get home for meddling in my personal life. Second, I would like you to meet my new boyfriend Marcus Flint.” Said Ivy matter of factly. Flint just beamed. Tori and DesiRae cocked eyebrow and giggled. “ The end,” said Dumbledore, looking around at the students “ of another year…” Tori and DesiRae quickly took their seats at the Gryffindor table.

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Later at Platform 9 ¾. “ You will have come over for Tea and meet my parents.” Said Flint. “ Yeah, definitely.” Agreed Ivy. She hugged and kissed Flint as she thought to herself Maybe, things turned out for the best. After all how could I be with someone who is as arrogant as I am? Especially since he doesn’t hold a tea kettle to the greatest sorceress in the world. ME! “ I love you Ivy. Said Marcus as he ended their kiss and hugged her tightly. “ I love you too. And don’t forget to send me an owl anytime.” Replied Ivy as she walked to join her family. “ So, how did your special project go?” asked Ivy’s dad. “ It didn’t turn out how I thought I wanted. But I am happy. Cuz I now I have a boyfriend who loves and believes in me. Marcus Flint.” Answered Ivy. “ Well my dear, you couldn’t have done better that if you were with the Dark Lord himself.” Stated her father. Ivy Beamed.

The End