This is short because I wrote it on my phone. Why did I write it on my phone when my laptop is lying right next to my foot? I don't know.
A good day
It would be easy, so very easy. No one would know, wouldn't even guess, that he had done it. They would suspect 'Golden Trio' of Gryffindor; the three of them were always getting into some sort of mischief. He had the perfect excuse, and always made himself appear the calm and somewhat sarcastic Slytherin, one of those people who despised anything and everything that had to do with 'fun'.
The plan was perfect.
When the 'plan' was set into action during lunchtime the following day, Tom Riddle his his amusement with an expression of deep disgust. The commotion his prank had caused would only last for a short while, before one of the professor's succeeded in being slightly less incompetent than they usually were and silenced the rampaging horde of uncivilised idiots, Tom knew, so he had the act quickly.
Tom stood up and, appearing as though he was trying to banish the mess in the Great Hall, flicked his wand in a seemingly random direction. This did absolutely nothing about the prank, just as Tom had known, but it did something nonetheless. Tom sat down with the air of someone who had just publicly humiliated himself and was trying his damnedest to hide the fact - all the while feeling a sense of deep satisfaction. If Tom had allowed his true feelings to show on his face, he would have been grinning like the cat that got the Canary, an admittedly cute expression if worn by a small kid.
Why was Tom sucha smug little bastard, you ask? Well, Tom had just switched the pumpkin juice in Darnell Trevelyan's (a sixteen year old Ravenclaw) cup with a potion that would kill him in three hours if he wasn't administered the antidote 'within two hours of consumption'. An evil laugh tickled at Tom's throat but he kept it in, there would be time to cackle when he took refuge in the Chamber of Secrets with his pet basilisk, Basilisk (old Salazar had been terrible with names).
When Trevelyan was taken to the Hospital Wing one hour and thirty-two minutes (and forty-nine seconds, but who's counting? Certainly not Tom) later, Tom pretends to overhear a couple of fourth year Hufflepuff's talk about his approaching death and sprints to the infirmary with the antidote that he had 'miraculously' brewed the night before.
The old lady in charge of taking care of everyone injured in the school was far more naïve than Tom had anticipated, he hadn't even needed to tell her his made-up story of how he had come by the cure. She even gave him credit for it when Trevelyan woke up!
Tom Riddle secured his first fanatically loyal servant when he was twelve years old, on the first December of 1938, and Minerva McGonagall and her two best friends, Poppy Pomfrey and Rolanda Hooch were punished for a prank that they (for once) hadn't been the masterminds behind.
It was a good day, all in all.
Aaaaaand CUT!
So, whatcha think? To clarify; Tom is a first year and has found the Chamber of Secrets and gotten his first loyal follower...
Random thing that I just learned: Did you guys know that Rolanda Hooch (the lady who taught Harry's year group how to fly on broomsticks) was born some time before 1901?! To add some perspective; Albus Dumbledore was born in 1881, and Hooch before 1901 - like what the hell? *mindblown*
Again, I order you to tell me what you think. :D
