Time Changes All Things: Now Complete

Author's Chapter Notes:
Thanks once again go to my beta Nicole. I also need to thank somebodyinthedark for letting me bounce ideas off of him for this chapter and of course for his translation help. Also, another shout out to the faithful readers and reviewers! :) Thanks!

Chapter 11: The Ritual

“Evil is the interruption of a truth by the pressure of particular or individual interests.”
By Alain Badiou

“Tom, why are we down here? asked Abraxas nervously as he looked around the vast and damp Chamber of Secrets.

“I already told you, I need to perform a very vital ritual. I need you here in case something happens during the ritual and I need your assistance,” explained Tom” or if it doesn’t work.”

Abraxas still looking around the chamber anxiously questioned, “Is that thing still down here?”

Tom looking irritated shook his head in the affirmative, “Yes, my pet is still here.”

Abraxas restlessly started looking all around him for the basilisk.

“Quit being a fussy old lady” Tom rolled his eyes, “You don’t need to worry about it; you are a pureblood.” Tom tried to ease Abraxas’s fear. “Anyhow, he only attacks at my command.”

At the base of Salazar Slytherin’s gigantic statue, Tom conjured up a marble alter. On the alter he placed a blood red cloth with the Knight’s symbol on it.

Abraxas watched as Tom, took off his robes, his shoes and socks, his shirt and then his trousers. Then most baffling to him was when Tom took off his boxers and stood there starkers. Abraxas wondered what kind of a ritual required Tom to be nude to participate in.

Tom broke Abraxas’s staring at him by giving him instructions, “Do nothing unless I collapse or disappear.” Tom explained seriously. “Then you will need to complete the ritual or take my body back to Hermione and explain to her what happened.”

Dryly Abraxas said, “Why thank you so much. Leave all of your dirty work for me.”

Tom tightly grabbed Abraxas’s arm, “This is serious what I am attempting to do.” He rationalized, “You are my most trusted follower.”

“Ok, Tom,” Abraxas said in a soothing voice, “I will be right over here.”

Tom took out two glass bottles of ritual oils to apply on his body. Turning to Abraxas he said, “I need your help in applying the ritual oils.” Seeing the uncomfortable look on Abraxas’s face almost made Tom laugh, but he didn’t want to ruin the serious mood of the ritual.

Standing he crossed over to the altar, “Where do you want me to…touch...I mean apply the oils?” Abraxas asked timidly. Looking at Tom’s firm and lithe form he was feeling a little overwhelmed by the task given to him.

“Bloody hell, Malfoy!” Tom roared out, “You have seen me in the nude before.” Seeing how red in the face Abraxas was Tom teased, “Unless you like what you see. Are you turned on?”

Looking down unintentionally at Tom’s large cock, he stepped back; Abraxas chocked out,” Shite no, Tom!”

Tom, giving Abraxas his famous eyebrow wagging, ribbed Abraxas further, “Pity…too bad.”

Not getting any answer out of Abraxas Tom laughed, “I was just joking mate,” he shook his head, “Hermione is the only one for me; even if you are an attractive bloke.”

“Well Thank the Gods!” Abraxas proclaimed loudly, “You had me going there for a minute”.

Holding up a bottle of oil Tom explained, “This is cardamom oil; to help me show courage to face any situation.” Tom spread the oil over his well developed chest muscles and across his powerful biceps. Then he applied the oil over his flat abs and coated his strong thighs and calves. Handing the bottle to Abraxas he said, “Would you please help me and apply the oil on my back… Are you ok with that?”

Abraxas reached out taking the bottle, “I am fine with that…handsome.” Tom grinned back at his friend glad that he was finally relaxing a little.

After all of his body was covered with the cardamom oil he reached for the next bottle. “This is cinnamon oil…a special blend called Sun/Fire oil.” Tom explained as he rubbed on the oil. “This is applied to my chest, over my heart and on my temples.” Tom said, “This is for personal protection, meditation and Illumination. Its purpose is to stimulate clairvoyance and raise spiritual and magical vibrations.”

Tom lit the eight inch ritual candles on the altar. He began to cast a circle to welcome the Gods whom he wanted to communicate with. He needed to find some answers for himself and for Hermione. Tom had never attempted the ritual before, but felt secure in his powers that he would be successful. Besides, there was no one, in the magical community, intelligent enough to interpret this event happening to him and his woman.

The circle he was creating was regarded as a space “between the worlds”; neither in this world nor yet in the next. It was a place to commune with deity and be one with the Gods. As Tom constructed the circle he used his personal power; streaming out of his body and out into the air. The circle when completed was a sphere of energy that encompassed the entire Chamber of Secrets. The circle was also a way for Tom to protect his magic and energy from all directions. His main goal was to connect his energy with the energy of the Earth and his surroundings in the chamber.

Tom raised his voice and he shouted out, “I create this circle to protect me from all forces that may come to do me harm.”

As Abraxas watched, he was entranced with the man he called the Dark Lord. Standing there nude, as the candlelight flickered against his muscular fame gleaming with the oil, he was striking.

Tom called out to the Gods again, “Hearken, oh great spirits, black and white. Hearken to the runes I say, four points of the circle weave your spell.”

Tom took his wand and cast “Diffindo” on his left arm in several places. Then he did the same on his right arm. The slices on his arms were deep, allowing his blood to flow freely. Taking the blue cobalt goblet, with pewter intertwined snakes on the front; he allowed the streaming blood to run into the chalice. Tom had told Abraxas earlier not to be alarmed about this part of the ritual. This was Tom’s blood sacrifice to the God’s, to show how he was offering all to receive their help. Casting the healing spell next, “Curatio Intus”, all of the wounds healed and the bleeding stopped.

Falling on his knees and raising his arms over his head he summoned the Gods. “Dei terrae et caeli vacamini!” Abraxas heard Tom shouting out and eyes looking upward.

As Tom repeated the words, “Dei terrae et caeli vacamini!” he cried out louder and more forceful.

Abraxas sitting immobile understood the Latin words Tom was yelling out. Tom was summoning the God of Earth and the God of the Sky.

As Tom once again bellowed out to the Gods, “Dei terrae et casli vacamini!”, Abraxas felt a shift in the dank, musty air in the Chamber of Secrets. Swirling down from the top of the chamber was a large cloud with circling winds. A bright light shone all around the cloud making Tom and Abraxas squint from the brightness.

With a smile on his face Tom watched with a bit of a smug attitude. Abraxas tried shrinking back farther from the altar; not wanting to be part of the phenomenon that was taking place.

As suddenly as the bright light appeared, a great flame burst from the great stone mouth of Salazar Slytherin. The flames were almost as tall as the enormous ceilings in the chamber. The heat from the blaze could be felt from both wizards, who felt like they were being burned.

As the cloud and the flames neared the men, the two natural entities clashed and combined to create a cyclone. As the scorching cyclone swirled around and around Tom and Abraxas, they hurriedly covered their faces. The intensity of the heat made Tom energized, but only left Abraxas full of unease and wanting to make a swift escape.

Unexpectedly a burst of thunder and lightning exploded throughout the chamber. There stood two magnificent looking beings; one male and the other female. The male figure was dressed in a gold trimmed white toga. He had bright white, curly hair and crystal clear blue eyes; like pools of spring water.

The female was dressed in a long, ruby red gown made of silk that flowed and hugged her every curve. The neck was scooped low to show off her ample bosom. The back of the dress had zig-zag straps all the way down showing off her rounded derriere. The long elegant train only added to the regal aura she exuded. Finishing off her exquisiteness was her long flowing brunette hair that reached her hips. She gave Tom a splendid smile with her heavily glossed lips.

Looking Tom up and down, she walked up to him and ran her 2 inch nails down Tom’s muscled chest.

“Hmmm” she purred, “I like this gift that is being so freely given to me.”

As the female circled around the altar she commanded, “Stand, human, and let me look at the full glory of your personage.”

Tom stood proudly as he watched the female God appraising his assets. Again she circled around Tom running her hands on his chest, back and arse and then heading for his very erect cock.

The male God stepped forward and starkly asked, “Why did you call, human?” and he frowned as the female God continued to run her hands over Tom’s strong body.

Abraxas, sitting silently, was gobsmacked at the woman who was freely fondling the Dark Lord. There was actually a bit of jealousy running through him. He also wanted to feel the beautiful Goddess run her hands over him. Never before had he seen such a woman of such stunning magnificence.

“I am not a mere human, Oh great God,” Tom said more humbly than Abraxas had ever heard him speak, “I am a great wizard. I am feared and admired by many”

The female God went back to stand by the male. “We know who you are,” said the Goddess in a sultry voice, “It is us who gifted you and your woman with the Eternal Flames tattoo.”

Speaking again the male inquired, “What do you wish of us? We are here to listen to your appeal.”

“Now, my love,” said the female in her smooth voice, “we must be polite and introduce ourselves…don’t you agree?” Now she was running her hands up and down the male God’s well-fit frame.

“I am Astralus; the God of the Sky and the clouds,” said the male, “I rule over all things light in the universe.”

“I am Flamina; the God of Earth and fire,” said the radiant beauty, “I rule over all things dark in the universe.”

As Flamina spoke of the dark, Tom felt a burning growing inside of him. Flamina could sense what resided in Tom’s soul and grinned as she felt the sinister growth of great evil in the wizard.

Astralus, almost put out, looked again to Tom, “So, what do you desire from us?”

Tom, trying to word his plea so as not to offend said, “My woman, Hermione and I, Tom Riddle, want to know why we were chosen to fulfill the prophecy that was given hundreds of years ago?”

Tom was pleased that he had the attention of the Gods. “Why do the tattoos, that you so graciously gave us, flare to life at certain times?”

With a smirk Flamina, gave a low laugh, “I was pleased that your woman showed such command over her magic. She has shown great progress as she discovers her abilities.” She said in her hypnotic velvety voice, “When you are doing what
makes me happy you will know through your tattoos. It will be your link to us.”

“Ha!” said Astralus. “I think that your woman could have handled things a much gentler way than she did.” Tom glared at Astralus as he voiced his opinion.

“You would think that way, wouldn’t you?” disagreed Flamina.” It’s always the same, if it’s something that makes me happy, than you of course will not be delighted.” Flamina pouting, stared stonily over at the male God.

“This is why we live on different spheres,” said Astralus, “Though we love one another, we don’t always get along.” He finished sadly.

Listening to the Godly couple arguing, it reminded him of his and Hermione’s relationship. Were they destined to be like them, in love, but not able to live together and be content?

“Sadly, there are too many differences in our philosophies of the way the planets should be ruled.” Flamina had a heartrending look on her face, but it quickly disappeared.

“What is your philosophy, Tom?” asked Flamina. “Would you like to rule the planet?” As Flamina asked the question Abraxas gasped and quickly covered his mouth and Tom glared over at him.

“Well, Flamina,” answered Tom, “I have always felt that I would be the one to rule the Wizarding World some day. I had not thought about the whole planet…until now.” The look on Tom’s face showed how Flamina’s words were swaying his thinking about domination.

“Now, Flamina,” Astralus surged forward, “You can’t go promising him something like that! Last time you promised someone this it started a world war”

“Why not Astralus?” Flamina said convincingly, “Look at the man, he carries the authority and bearing of one who should rule.” Flamina smiled at Tom as she could see her words were stroking Tom’s arrogance.

” Of course, there will be conditions that you will have to meet in order for this to happen.”

Tom, feeling self-important, piped up, “I will do anything you say, tell me what I must do.”

With great delight, Flamina clapped her hands together and squealed with pleasure, “I knew that you would be the one to accept a great offer.”

Her eyes got big and she stepped up to Tom, “I will give you power over all wizards and greater magical abilities such as to do wandless magic flawlessly.”

Flamina started talking faster as she explained to Tom all that she would gift him with, “You must step up your campaign against those who are un-pure, the muggles and mudbloods. You must restore the leadership in the magical community to the pure-bloods; but also the eventual subjugation of the muggle community under the wizarding rule. It is time for you to give your Knights a new name.”

Tom’s mind was racing as Flamina was telling him about her plan for him. Flamina’s words only fueled the haughtiness that was already inside of Tom.

“This new name that you will give your followers needs to be a name that will instill fear in the entire wizarding world.”

Flamina was now circling again around the altar as she eagerly shared her proposal with Tom.

“You and your followers will rid the world of those who would stop you from becoming the greatest wizard the world has ever known!”

Tom, heart beating wildly, had never felt more exhilarated in his whole life. This arrangement would bring about dreams wilder than even he had ever dreamed.

“You will need to make death your mantra, “Flamina said softly, “It is your obligation, as Salazar Slytherin’s last remaining heir, to carry forth this plan.”
Flamina could see that those last words meant a lot to Tom. It reminded him about his preordained destiny. Tom had an eager, but solemn look on his face. His jaws were clenching as he pondered the fated future.

“Speaking of heirs,” Flamina continued in an airy voice, “You need to get your woman pregnant… soon.” she commanded Tom. Abraxas felt his insides tighten as he heard these words. They were all still in school, what would happen to Hermione if she became pregnant right now? Would she be kicked out of school? Would she leave Tom? Would she become so angry that she would betray the Knights to Headmaster Dippet?

“Your friend isn’t sure about this plan. Tom,” Flamina said gesturing towards Abraxas.

“But there are those who want to take Hermione away from you. If they succeed, your heir will never be born and the prophecy will not be fulfilled.”

These words filled Tom with great fury that anyone would want to abduct Hermione and take away what belonged to him. He was filled with a great protectiveness towards her and his yet to be conceived child.

“What are your conditions?” Abraxas bravely stood as he addressed Flamina. “You said if Tom was to receive all of these great things he had to “meet” some conditions?”

Tom furiously verbalized, “Abraxas, it is not for you to be asking these questions!”

Flamina walking towards Abraxas and in her sensuous tone said, “It is well, Tom. You have a fine follower here; devoted and willing to risk his life for yours.”

She came so close to Abraxas that he could feel Flamina’s warm breath as it ghosted across his face.

“I know all about the Malfoys. There have been many of them, through the years, that have given me their souls to glorify evil.”

Walking away from Abraxas, Flamina walked back to Tom. With a malevolent glare on her face, she laid down the terms, “You, Tom Riddle, will be gifted with all that I have spoken about if…you worship me and give me your soul.”

Gasps could be heard from both Abraxas and Astralus as Flamina made her stipulations.

Astralus came forward to speak to Tom, “There must be another way,” he countered, “I can help you figure out a way to gain power by good means and I won’t request your soul.”

Astralus looked annoyed at Flamina and stood there trying to plead with Tom. “I don’t think you quite understand what Flamina is asking of you.”

With great pompousness, Tom stated back to Astralus, “I think I am intelligent enough to understand what is required of me.”

Flamina, beaming with a wicked smile, could see that she was close to ensnaring Tom in her evil grasp.

“Tom, my friend, “Abraxas said grasping roughly on to Tom’s arm, “Don’t you think that you should talk to Hermione about all of this first? It will affect her in many ways and she should have a say.”

“Damn it, man!” Tom exploded at Abraxas, shaking off the tight grip on his arm “I am the Dark Lord; I am in charge; not Hermione. She will do as I say!”

Abraxas knew that Flamina was winning this battle and he backed off.

Tom dropped to his knees and grabbed a hold of Flamina’s silk dress. “I am ready to declare a wizard’s oath to you, oh my beautiful Goddess of darkness.”

Tom looked up into her eyes, “Please let me follow you and help me become the great ruler that I so desire.” As the tears welled up in Tom’s eyes, Abraxas felt like he was going to vomit.

Flamina looked down and lifted Tom’s head up, “I will grant this to you.”

Reaching over to the altar, she lifted up the chalice that held Tom’s blood. Bringing it to her lips she drank of Tom’s blood sacrifice. She slowly ran her tongue over her lips to lap up the last traces of blood. Setting down the goblet, she put her hands on Tom’s shoulders and stared upwards. In a language that no human being had ever heard, she made her bond and oath with Tom Riddle, to give him all of the glories and powers of the world. She also granted Tom the power to understand every word being spoken in the ritual.

“Now it is your turn,” Flamina commanded

Tom spoke, “I, Tom Marvolo Riddle, give freely of my service, my life, my soul; to bring glory to you, Goddess Flamina, ruler over the earth and fire and all dark things.”

As soon as the words were spoken, it was as if an electric shock went through Tom’s body as he convulsed and withered about on the ground.

Tom finished trembling and Flamina announced, “It is complete. You are now my servant, but the rest of the earth will be yours.” Tom stood on quivering legs but stood up and smirked at Flamina.

“How will I know what you want me to do?” asked Tom. “There must be a way that we can communicate in order for me to do your will.”

“I will be contacting you.” Flamina instructed, “You will be taught by me in many ways.” Flamina wore a sardonic grin, “Now remember what has been said to you this night. Go and do as has been commanded.”

With a rush forward, a disturbed Astralus grabbed Flamina by the arms, hugging her closely. The searing cyclone appeared once again and swept up the supernatural beings. The cyclone twirled around and around above the heads of the wizards. With a flash it disappeared and the chamber was silent again.

With a flick of his hand, Tom’s clothes appeared on his body. Reaching over to the altar he picked up the chalice that had held his blood. Tipping it up, he drained the last dredges of his own blood from the goblet.

Looking over at Abraxas he dryly commented, “Yes, I can hear what you are thinking and yes, it’s time to go have a talk with Hermione.”

Leaving Abraxas behind Tom walked away, turning around he said, “Are you coming or would you rather stay down here with my pet?”

Abraxas came running swiftly, while Tom smirked and strutted off with even more haughtiness than he had ever shown before.

Chapter End Notes:
So that is my take on how and why Tom Riddle/Voldemort was soul less and such an evil bastard.

Did you like Flamina? What an evil wench! Review and let me know what you thought about my "different" chapter.

Dei terrae et caeli vocamini=Gods of Earth and Sky I summon you

Circle casting ideas are from the site bewitchingways.com. The information about the oils come from spellspot.com.

All of the rest comes from my brain that would not turn off until this was all written...3:00 a.m.