UPSIDE DOWN

Disclaimer: HP Characters and Universe Not mine. (Obviously ;) )

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle Jr.

Summary: The world had definitely turned upside down. How else could Harry explain his current situation. Well really he should be thinking, how else could she explain her current situation. And why do it have to be Tom f-reaking Riddle.

Brought together by Fate, tied together by Death. Of course it has to be like this. Just great! Tom/Fem Harry. AU.

Starts in 7th year. Different circumstances from Books.

All are alive, good Dark, not bad Light. Well all except the ones in last war are alive.

No Horcruxes. Diary is a trapped part of Dark Lord's mind. What happens when he gets it back, along with his good looks, turning 18 again.

Genre is going to be Romance and Humor, hopefully.

Warnings: Language, Suggestive Themes, Et al.

A/N: Sorry for any mistakes.

Prologue

Nick was sitting at the desk in his suite reading over one of the legislation he had drafted for his plans, but his thoughts weren't focused on it. Instead they seemed to wander back towards the black haired beauty he had encountered in the lobby of the hotel down below.

Nicholas Leonard Wynter was the alias Tom Riddle had chosen to spend his time in the muggle world. While his name wasn't very much known in the wizarding world and not at all in the muggle one, he didn't want to risk his peace getting interrupted by meddlesome members of the society.

He already had a reputation established under his alias in the muggle world, using the name to make many business transactions with the muggles.

His features he hadn't altered much, just enough to keep anyone from correctly guessing who he really was. As said he wasn't taking unnecessary risks.

The only downside was he looked still in his teens, his late teens but that couldn't be helped. It was better than living under the cowl all the time among his death eaters.

So Nick's thoughts were focused on the girl he had seen in the lobby. He had been exiting the restaurant after a delicious meal when he had collided with her at the door. She also had been moving towards it from the other side and wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings, is what he surmised.

After apologizing hastily she had fled towards the direction of the pub while he had remained standing where he was, still in shock at the feelings coursing through him at the moment. Her touch had generated quite some troublesome emotions and thoughts and feelings, as said, in him and now he was still stuck in her thoughts and thinking what more contact between them would feel like.

Curse his hormonal teenaged body. Isn't one supposed to be past it at 18? Well nearly 19 as he would be in just a few days.

He guessed that it was probably the opposite. It was at its peak at this blasted age and now it was getting troublesome for him.

No thoughts of him being quite a lot older in age than the girl passed the boy's mind as he decided to see if he could find her in the pub. He had been barely living as it was for such a long time, how could he, with him being barely conscious of his actions. So he had decided he deserved some relief from it all.

That is how he found himself at the counter taking a seat and asking for something to drink all the while searching for the girl through the crowd. And crowded it was, as it was the holidays, the youth in the city had apparently decided to spend it in clubs rather than at home.

The dance floor was teeming with bodies, the crowd letting themselves loose. But his search wasn't providing any results.

Focusing on the dance floor, as he moved the glass to take a sip of his drink, his hand froze halfway to his mouth.

He nearly spilled all his drink with the force with which he brought the glass the down.

He had found the girl all right, looking very busy with someone who had no business being anywhere near her. As with his emotions since his change, jealousy was now coursing through his veins prominently.

As he was deciding how to separate the idiot away from her, he was already on his way towards them.

The filth was already getting away from her by the time he reached her though, as she had nearly kneed him on his groin when he tried to get frisky.

Sliding near her he gave her a boyish smile -he had learned the girls were a sucker for them back when he was at school, appearing by all means oblivious to the previous incident.

She smiled back tentatively, but maintained her distance. He didn't mind, he had all night to convince her.