Amortentia

Taking her hand, Tom pressed it to his lips. "I am obsessed with you, Merope. This child joins us together. We will never be parted." He wrapped his arms around her. Reassured, Merope decided not to put the Amortentia in his tea the next morning. Tom loved her, this much she knew. Also, what was the worst that could happen? (A tale of love, death, and the birth of Tom Riddle Jr.)