What makes a person capable of great, or even banal, evil? What would the life of a young Tom Marvolo Riddle look like if he was plagued by nightmares of events yet to come? Of the great evils he would commit in his quest for power and immortality? That's my question. This story takes place during his time at Hogwarts between 1938 and 1945. I thrive on constructive criticism.